Chapter 732

Wang Mang's mind was shocked by the hell gate engraved with millions of faces. What kind of pain makes these faces so ferocious and desperate,

"hell has 18 layers, which are eight hot, eight cold, wandering monk and loneliness. The bottom and most terrible layer is infernal hell, which is under the control of Rocha!"

With a loud roar from Luocha, the bronze mask on his face was suddenly twisted, and his facial features slowly disappeared, leaving only a pair of pale eyes,

the pair of pale eyes, who were indifferent to life and death, and had no emotion, were staring at Wang Mang tightly, which made him feel a kind of extreme fear out of thin air behind his back!

"Come with me!" Wang Mang's face was serious, and a little hesitation flashed in his eyes,

but soon he threw his six foot battle weapon to the ground and followed the figure of Luocha,

the huge gate, hundreds of meters high and more than 20 feet wide, stood in front of the gate, opened his palm slowly, and the closed gate suddenly opened Silk, leave a gap for passage!

There was a red mist in the open gap. Wang Mang stood tens of meters away from the door and could feel the burning feeling of the mist,

"go in!" Luocha played with the handle of the knife in his hand and jokingly pointed to the wide black door which opened a little.

Wang Mang looked at Luocha with firm eyes and nodded heavily. Now he had already walked to the door, could he still flinch?

Under the gaze of Rocha, Wang Mang walked to the crack of the black gate. The hot mist burned his body surface, like a hot steel knife cutting the exposed skin!

"In hell, don't look back!" Luocha looked at Wang Mang standing still, and reminded him in a low voice,

Wang Mang didn't answer, just a smile on the corner of his mouth, waved his hand to Luocha, and walked into the gate of hell resolutely and lonely!

All of a sudden, Wang Mang's eyes were sore under the glare. He narrowed his eyes and tried to adapt to the pain and swelling of his eyes! After three or five seconds, Wang Mang could barely see the scene in the door!

To the eye, it was a red and hot wall. The hot stones on the ground were red and the hot waves swept the air, which made it difficult for Wang Mang to breathe!

"Cough, cough!" Wang Mang coughed twice. He felt that his respiratory tract and lungs had been eroded by the hot air!

Wang Mang rubbed his prickly nose with his hand. He looked at his hand unintentionally, only to find that the palm of his hand was covered with thick blood, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop along his nostrils. With the sound of "Yi ~ Yi" vaporizing gas, Wang Mang's blood on the ground was instantly evaporated into a mist, and integrated into the hot world!

"Has it all started?" Wang Mang vomited slowly, felt the burning pain in his throat and lungs, frowned slightly, looked at the only stone road, and his eyes were deep,

"there is only one road in infernal hell, follow it, and when it's 950km, you'll reach the end!"

Holding the arc-shaped long knife, the armor on the Rocha's body seemed not affected by the temperature, and it was still dark and cold. He walked past Wang Mang and slowly disappeared into the fog in front of him!

Wang Mang looked at the direction of the disappearance of Luocha and took the first step. In an instant, a surging heat wave swept over his body. The shoes on the hot stone could not bear such high temperature, and they were almost burned to ashes immediately!