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Chapter 502 The wage earners of hell

Everyone was amazed.

The swordsman in white slowly retracted his sword, stood in the air, stretched out his hand to hold a soul seed, and watched silently as the small purple dragon floated gently in his palm.

There was no extra time to think, and the sky suddenly split open, and a huge black crack stretched across the entire sky. A simple breath came to my face, and there was a buzz of discussion all around.

"Is this the door to the upper world..."

"I heard that there will be seniors coming to greet..."

"Is there really anyone up there..."

He looked up at the crack, but did not move, because he could feel that an extremely powerful existence had appeared.

"Junior Ye Long, I have met my senior." Ye Long leaned towards the crack and bowed his hands.

There was no movement, he just maintained this posture for a long time, and the surrounding people gradually began to talk.

"Didn't show up..."

"Isn't it because of dissatisfaction with him..."

"Maybe it's a test..."

Until he also felt something was wrong, frowned, and once again cupped his hands and said: "Junior..."

"Hahaha, I finally escaped!"

A disheveled figure suddenly jumped out, laughing and passing by Ye Long, ignoring him at all.

Ye Long was stunned for a moment, and then a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead. This person's aura was actually a hundred times stronger than him. If he had just taken advantage of it, he would probably have been killed.

Is this the strength of the upper realm? It's really not what I can imagine. But... why did he want to escape?

The people around him also held their breath. They could feel that this man was extraordinary in strength. Before they could take a closer look, they suddenly took another breath of air.

Ye Long only felt a gust of wind blowing past him. He was stunned for a while before he realized what was happening. He turned his head and looked around. A huge palm stretched out from the crack, grabbed something, and lifted it into the crack.

.

His eyes suddenly widened. The thing in his hand was none other than the person who had just ran out. Such a powerful person could not escape from that hand. No matter how hard he struggled, he was still tightly restrained.

Ye Long looked at the man and yelled: "Let me go, I want to leave this ghost place, I, I will come back again...", and was brought back to the crack alive.

Cold sweat continued to fall, and his heart suddenly suffered a deep blow. He originally thought that surviving the tribulation and entering the upper world would be the end of his journey to immortality. However, he did not expect that there would be more than a hundred times stronger than him during the tribulation period.

The great power, and even the super strong man who can grasp this great power with one hand.

"I've been thinking about running away all day and refused to work. I didn't expect you to find a chance to come out, and you actually learned how to do both. Humph, listen to me. Once you come here, don't think about leaving again.

"

A young voice spoke viciously, and then came the powerful voice of the captured man, "Archangel St. Flores, you bastard, if you have the ability, let's go outside and beat you with all our hands and feet. You won't be."

Dare you, I am the high priest, and when I blocked three strong men who were in the tribulation stage, you are not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"

"Hey, how long has it been? Remember back then, even back then you could only work for me. Before I entered this sect, I was the leader of the Imperial Sect. I had a dozen or so cultivators in the tribulation period and more than a hundred Mahayana cultivators.

If I wanted to, I would beat your mother so hard that she wouldn't even recognize you, and even provoke you."

Everyone was sweating after hearing these words. Ye Long was just thinking about retreating secretly and pretending that he had not survived this disaster, when he suddenly heard the young man talking about himself.

"By the way, wasn't there someone else just now?"

Ye Long didn't dare to make a mistake, so he forced himself to hand over his hand, "Junior..."

"Newcomer, come in with me."

Before he could finish speaking, the voice continued to criticize Mighty and seemed to start to go away.

He was standing outside the crack, hesitating, when he suddenly heard the voice and stopped, "You don't want to go in, do you?"

"Juniors don't dare."

Ye Long thought of that giant hand, quickly raised his hand, and flew towards the crack. Before stepping into the crack, he looked back and looked behind him. This colorful world that he had lived in for more than twenty years seemed to be saying goodbye with the strongest colors.

Himself, he finally showed a bitter face to Tianqing, smiled, and then strode in.

There was another world in the crack. As he stepped in, the door to this world was closed, and he found that he could not feel even a trace of Qi here.

The simplest answer is that there is no true energy in this world.

He looked around and saw that this place was a cave with a huge interior and light leaking in not far away.

There were three figures in front of him, a burly man, a young man, and a man with disheveled hair. The last one was the powerful man from before, and he was being scolded by the young man.

Ye Long quickly followed, "May I ask, senior, where is this place?"

The young man looked back at him and said, "Here? The earth."

"No, no, no, listen to me. This place should be called the Hell of the West. This man is the most terrifying devil in hell. Little brother, if you fall into his hands, you won't be able to run away. Why don't you come here honestly?

Please help me share the work."

The disheveled man turned his head and gloated.

"Go away! You owe me a thousand years of salary and haven't paid off yet. Don't even think about how easy it is for you to work here." The young man kicked him.

"Part-time job?" Ye Long was a little confused. Could it be that it was something profound that had to be done by these powerful men who had become saints?

"You just work for me, do odd jobs and so on. But don't worry, we are paid services. When you come to my place, food and accommodation are included. The monthly salary is 1,500 yuan. The price is affordable. It's a rare thing." The young man said with a look on his face.

said to him fervently.

"Other job..." Ye Long's mouth twitched. He was originally a temporary worker in heaven, but now, he didn't go to the demon world, and now he became a temporary worker in hell.

"You don't want to? It doesn't matter. My door is always open for you, but you won't be able to do a job as good as mine in the city." The young man laughed.

"This... let's talk about it later." Ye Long thought of the other party's strength and felt that maybe it wasn't that simple.

The four people walked out of the cave. Outside was a large mountain. It looked ordinary. It was far less majestic and majestic than the sacred mountains nourished by the true energy on the mainland of China.

After walking for a while, we came to a road less than two feet wide. The ground seemed to be paved with a whole boulder, and it extended forward along the line of sight. I don't know how long it was.

Ye Long thought that this was indeed not easy. Although the mountains here were not beautiful, it was definitely not easy to find such a huge stone and carve it into a flat road.

It seems that the previous thoughts were still too superficial. This powerful world cannot be speculated with my own narrow understanding.


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