"You went to take revenge again. You said you wouldn't take revenge. Did you kill him?" Jian Xin roared angrily, with anxiety in his voice.
Qin Weiluo smiled bitterly, "He has a spiritual taboo talisman on his body, so nothing will happen to him. But, I was injured."
"Ah!" Jian Xin's mood relaxed a little, and she stroked his blood-stained chest, "Does it hurt?"
"My heart hurts even more. You made my heart hurt even more." Qin Weiluo closed his eyes in pain, "You also know how much pain I suffered. How can I forget those hatreds? I failed in revenge and went to see Zhao Lian. I was worried
You were anxious, so you hurried back, only to be met with a cold reception."
"I'm sorry." Jian Xin became anxious, "I just thought he was killed by you."
"Okay, I don't blame you." Qin Weiluo squeezed out a smile, "Go back!"
He affixed the Spirit Devouring Talisman? With his character, he should have chosen the Soul Devouring Talisman. Jian Xin had been confused since the second time he stole Xuelin, and now he is even more confused. Did he consider the possibility of her existence?
?
A knowing smile appeared on her face. However, thinking that Qin Weiluo had been seriously injured, her heart became heavy again.
"Jian Xin, do you think that being burned in the fire of hell for eternity is a more severe punishment than being cast into a weapon?" Qin Weiluo suddenly asked quietly as they were flying side by side.
Jian Xin's heart sank, "Yes, it's much more serious, but haven't we overcome such difficulties?"
Without answering her question, Qin Weiluo just continued sadly, "In that case, you don't have to get the sword. I escaped and beat many hell-comers to death. For hell, the sins are heavy and the punishment must be
Punishment by fire.”
That burning is different from ordinary burning. In ordinary burning, the object of burning turns into ashes after the pain, which is considered to be free. But the burning of the black fire of hell has to be endured forever, allowing the world to rise and fall countless times until the end of time.
The end.
Jian Xin was speechless and repeated what she had just said, "We have overcome so many difficulties, and we will definitely not fall into trouble next time." However, a look of despair also appeared in her eyes. Suddenly, she thought of something very important, "We
Speed up, you will be injured, and it will be bad if you meet someone from hell."
"Okay." Qin Weiluo was about to work harder when he suddenly felt pain in his chest and couldn't help but exhale.
"Willow." Jian Xin called, hugging him sideways, placing her left hand against his chest, infusing the vital energy, and his speed finally increased.
"You said that life is a destiny, so your sister, you, may be destined to end in his hands." Jian Xin paused, looking at that handsome and extraordinary profile, his eyebrows moved, but
Don't say anything and wait for her to continue.
"I know that your heart is full of hatred and despair at this time, but I hope you will be peaceful and peaceful, and not be disturbed by hatred. We can live well and live as before."
"Even if one's life is determined, what about my country? Is it also stipulated that it belongs to him? Is everything determined?" Qin Weiluo yelled angrily.
Jian Xin was silent for a moment and said very softly, "Willow, I hope the sense of belonging I found in you will not disappear."
This sentence has the heaviest weight.
At least he still has her now, and for the first time she has found a sense of belonging in him despite her wandering mind.
And those old things are long gone and irretrievable, so what if you hate them?
Qin Weiluo's heart relaxed, "I'll try to forget it! This time, I may be able to do it." However, just a moment later, when he recalled the past, hatred swept through his heart crazily.
His hatred goes deep into his soul, so it is even harder to forget as an undead body, but he will never have a chance again.
He was full of regrets before and after his death.
They all breathed a sigh of relief after returning to the cave smoothly. Jian Xin just remembered to give the cave a name. Qin Weiluo was not very interested, "You can choose it! You were the one who named Ruoxi Cave last time.
Or, just call it the fist hole."
Jian Xin pushed him angrily, "Seeing as you still look like a scholar, you can't choose a nice name."
"No need to take it. Anyway, you won't live here anymore." A voice sounded coldly, as if coming from the belly, dull and sinister.
"They're here again." Qin Weiluo frowned, "Why so fast?"
Jian Xin's heart tightened: He was still injured.
A man in black with a tooth-shaped mark on his forehead appeared in the cave. His eyes were pitch black, without the whites of his eyes, and his lips were actually black. He did not carry any weapons, and his weapon was the mark on his forehead.
Finally, hell sent out its second level of power.
The obtuse-shaped mark is the source of the spirit beast's power. The black fire spewed from the mark is specially refined and concentrated hellfire, which is much more poisonous than the ordinary and dispersed flame wheel fire.
Once the spiritual fire is erupted, everything within a ten-mile radius will be completely destroyed. Not only will the stones one foot underground be burned into powder, but even the air will have nowhere to escape. Every living thing will be burned. Those who step into the robbed area will be destroyed.
Will die of suffocation.
"Lingzhao!" Jian Xin exclaimed, subconsciously blocking the injured Qin Weiluo, but Qin Weiluo gently pulled out her hand, stepped forward, and looked at his final finisher calmly and fearlessly, "
The second level of power, Ling Chi, is still qualified to take me away."
"Hehehe..." Lingqi's face was expressionless and he kept silent. A dull and hoarse voice came from his belly, "If I knew you were injured, I only need to send a few Charms."
Qin Weiluo glanced at the woman in yellow shirt beside him and said, "Jian Xin, leave quickly! At least retreat ten miles away, don't let the spiritual fire burn you."
Jian Xin glared at him angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? My Puyuan Ten Styles can resist him. I won't leave."
"Undead with nowhere to go, you can't even think of escaping even if you stop Hell from doing things again and again." Lingzhao's voice suddenly became fierce, and the flame symbol on his forehead seemed to move.
Qin Weiluo grabbed Jian Xin and passed through many obstacles. As soon as he emerged from the mountain, he found that Ling Xiao, who was one step behind them, had already reached the mountainside before them.
"I want to escape, haha." A contemptuous laughter sounded in Lingqi's belly, and black fire was surging in the flame symbol on his forehead.
Qin Weiluo smiled bitterly and said to Jian Xin, who was about to perform the Ten Puyuan Styles, "You will be alone from now on, so take care of yourself."
Before she could refute, Jian Xin was pushed behind her by a huge force. She came to her senses in an instant, just in time to see Qin Weiluo retract his palm. However, the force continued unabated, as if he had used
His accumulation during his lifetime and after his death was like a bow stretched to its tightest, shooting out the arrow that had been treasured for a lifetime.
The speed was lightning fast. She only saw his figure getting smaller and smaller, and had a premonition: she would never see him again.
"If you want to escape, just let your soul fly away." Ling Chi seemed to be startled. When he said these words, Jian Xin's figure had disappeared. However, he was convinced that no matter how fast she was, she could not beat the speed of the fire of punishment.
The blunt tooth-shaped flame on his forehead instantly reflected into the air, becoming a magnified shadow of the mark on the flesh. Then, a strong black flame spurted out from his forehead, gathering in the shadow in the sky, burning fiercely, with an indescribable evil aura.
.
Qin Weiluo's red forged arm had just been formed, and the fire of punishment had already erupted. In an instant, the spirit dragon wrapped around him and flew up, and a gloomy voice sounded: How could I let you suffer such a simple punishment?
He only saw black fire igniting in the mountains at his feet, and the flames soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, the area ten miles below was sunken, and stone powder was spread sparsely and unevenly on the bottom of the pit.
There was no sign of life in the sunken place. However, the trees growing around the huge pit were still lush and green, unaffected in the slightest. Even so close to the extremely vicious fire, not a single leaf was blackened or damaged.
Therefore, it is withered that such an evil force can control such speed.
After flying ten miles away, his strength gradually weakened. Jian Xin was finally able to stop his castration with his own strength. Just as he stopped, he suddenly saw black fire rising from the mountain he had just passed. In an instant, he appeared in front of him.
A huge pit one foot deep, and all life that once grew in that square circle disappeared.
"Willow." She fell to her knees and cried helplessly.
She thought that his soul was gone, but she didn't know that he had been taken to the Fire City of Hell and Purgatory by the spirit spirit.
After witnessing the power of the Fire of Punishment, she realized that even Xue Lin could not resist it.
Are you destined to wander in the wilderness forever?
She cried all day long. At dusk, she flew to the wilderness and sat among the wild grass. Her eyes followed the extending wilderness and settled on the place where the sky and the wilderness met.
Fire, fire everywhere, thick black fire.
As far as the eye can see, the fire extends from the area below, with no end in all directions, like a wasteland.
The sky has turned into a large gray cover without any color, covering the city of fire below. However, when you look carefully, you find that it is not the sky, but a large city roof made of plaster.
It means that the undead being punished will never see the light of day.
The Fire City was cut into countless areas of the same size. A human-shaped iron frame was placed in the center. Thick iron ropes locked the undead souls who had escaped reincarnation. The iron ropes were cast with a soul-binding spell. While entangling the undead souls, there were five-inch long nails on them.
It will nail through the body of the undead, and the nail head will be embedded in the iron frame.
Moreover, strict barriers have been set up in each area in order to stifle the slim chance of escape for overly powerful undead.
The bound undead could not perform martial arts in any way, just like taking cartilage powder, but his consciousness was very clear, and he watched the thick black flames surround him, burning regardless of the years.
Such pain makes the Purgatory City of Fire echo with heart-rending screams every day. Time is endless. Punishment is with time. When will it end?