Chapter 248

The sharp iron hook runs through the lute bone. The body swings in the air and tears the muscles, resulting in blood and pain.

But this pain is nothing.

With long hair flying in the wind, Guo fan's eyes are confused, overlooking the endless snow mountains, and all kinds of original memories emerge one by one.

Who am I?

Baquan sect leader Zhao Wudi.

A congenital expert with all orifices connected and perfect Qi!

He lives in Guizhou Province.

What kind of world is this?

There are many warriors in this world.

There are imperial court experts, Jianghu heroes, 18 major sects and countless weak sects.

There are also three immortals, Seven Saints and one scattered person. They seem to be the top experts of those who pass the xuanjing martial arts.

Maybe not as dry as Da Qian.

But far beyond the last Jianghu world.

This world is not surprising. There are many vigorous Qi experts, and the top strong are extraordinary.

For example, all the palm teachers of the eighteen schools are experts at the peak of vigorous Qi.

Compared with mu xuankui, it should be different.

Originally, everything in this world was normal.

Although there are constant disputes in the Jianghu, there are severe penalties imposed by the imperial court, and righteous experts preside over justice.

A little dispute is difficult to become a climate.

The fighting between the good and evil can also be controlled within a certain range.

Until

Three years ago!

The underworld was born!

No one knows where this force comes from, and no one knows the name of the Lord of hell.

Even the experts in the underground mansion don't know anything.

Anyway.

It just popped out.

It also announced that the world should unify the imperial court and Jianghu, and hundreds of millions of people should listen to its orders.

This is a joke!

People at that time thought so.

However, this joke was a little big, which angered the imperial court and drove tens of thousands of troops to encircle and suppress.

And this time

It opened the world of chaos!

The development of things also shocked the world.

In the hell, countless shocking experts suddenly appeared.

One of them fought against tens of thousands of troops alone, and overturned all his hands, easily killing the gang Qi and completing the general.

This man is a monk.

Dharma mercy.

But he killed people without mercy.

Another man, holding a long knife, killed the big sects in the Jianghu. One man and one knife destroyed six big sects in a row.

Its Sabre technique can frighten the world and no one can beat it.

Even the masters of the six schools, who are at the peak of vigorous Qi, are not their enemies.

It's called knife mania.

Another person, feather fan Lun towel, dressed as a scholar, walked against the wind and appeared in the palace.

Just seven palms.

The huge imperial palace was razed to the ground, and thousands of people died, including the emperor, the queen and a group of gong'e.

There are also experts in the palace.

But

No one can do three moves in front of this person.

I'm a scholar.

Jianghu vibration!

The immortal in the cave, one of the three immortals, came out of the mountain and met a beautiful woman named youruo in the hell.

Half a day later, he died on the barren slope.

The South China Sea Sanxian was besieged and its life and death were unknown.

Sun Wuding, known as the immortal in the painting, was also found at the door. Later, he was willing to devote himself to hell.

Became the pawn of the underground government to conquer the world.

These people.

They are all hell ghosts!

The Lord of hell, there are ten ghost Shuai.

Judge Cui, who was terrible and destroyed the hill with one blow, was still under the top ten ghost Shuai!

"Ridiculous!"

Guo fan's eyes flickered and his heart was puzzled.

So many top experts have never been known before. How can this happen?

And

According to Zhao Wudi's information, all the martial arts revealed by the underground masters have existed in the world.

But most of them have been lost.

This shows that.

The so-called hell of Cao should also be composed of martial artists in this world, not outsiders like him.

But

How can so many top experts be unknown for so many years?

You know.

If you want to succeed in martial arts, you can't just practice hard.

You also need to wander the Jianghu, fight with people and compete in martial arts skills, so as to improve your accomplishments and broaden your horizons.

There can be no figures like the ten mile sword God!

It is impossible to say that after they have achieved something, they will remain silent until they go out of the mountain together.

After all, some martial arts were lost hundreds of years ago. How can they live so long?

What kind of person is the Lord of hell? Where did you attract so many peerless experts?

"Oh!"

ahead.

There was a fierce bird screaming in the air, which also interrupted Guo fan's thinking.

Look up.

Their party has already crossed the snow capped mountains.

In the eye, the black air surged up and down, like flowers and bones the size of several mu.

There was a flicker of fire, and many people shouted and roared faintly.

This is a black mountain!

Montenegro is towering and black, with ferocious birds circling on it, and armored figures sitting on the back of birds.

The eyes that came from the shooting were like lightning, and it was obvious that the cultivation was extremely exquisite.

"Go!"

The ghost is poor.

Standing on the cliff, he suddenly threw the chain in his hand and threw several people into the black mountain.

His body shook, stepped on the back of several people, and took the first step to jump in the past.

Finally, the backhand catches the chain.

"Peng!"

The iron hook shook, and several people couldn't help humming. Some people's lute bones cracked.

"New people again?"

In front of it is a huge dark stone gate, in front of which stands an ox head and horse face, looking at several people.

Although the ox head and horse face have a lazy posture, Guo fan subconsciously raises an alarm in his heart.

killer!

And he is also a master of yuanchaobu elder and xuanshuang.

Vigorous Qi realm expert!

Those who look at the gate here have become vigorous Qi!

"Go in!"

The horse's face checked the ghost's token, glanced at several people, waved his big hand, and the stone gate beside him was rumbling open to both sides.

I don't know how many kilograms the stone gate weighs, but he can easily push it away with the palm power alone.

If it falls on you

The consequences can be imagined!

The voice of the ox head sounded on one side: "remember, if you enter the gate of hell, you are no longer a stranger!"

Guo fan looks up.

Above the stone gate, three big characters were impressively engraved.

Hell!

These three characters are dark, deep and gloomy. Just at a glance, the head is confused.

"Go!"

The ghost almost pulled the chain, and several people couldn't help walking forward.

As soon as you enter the gate of hell, there is a cold wind blowing on your face. The wind is cold and sharp. It seems to blow away your body.

Walking in it, his body is wandering and his consciousness is vague, just like he has really become a ghost.

"Where did you come from?"

In the dark, an oncoming ghost asked.

"From Guizhou Province."

The ghost sent back: "there are 37 sects, large and small, in Guizhou Province, meeting in Fengming mountain to discuss how to deal with us."

He smiled softly, as if disdaining: "as a result, he was caught in a net. This is the first batch."

"Yes."

The ghost in front nodded: "register, it's hard."

"Yes, yes."

Ghost difference nodded repeatedly, took the pen and ink, registered the identities of several people one by one, and changed hands on the chain at the same time.

"Go!"

The chain vibrates, and the ghost leading the way in front has been replaced.

"Below are huangquan road and Naihe bridge. Be honest. If you fall into Nai River, it will be difficult to be a ghost in your next life!"

Huangquan road?

What bridge?

I was at a loss in my heart. I heard it, and I couldn't help shaking my heart.

Sweep your eyes.

It was dark. Even with Guo fan's eyesight, he couldn't see a foot away. Only the Yin wind came endlessly.

"Hua la..."

Huangquan road is bumpy. Walking on it, the fire is burning and frozen, and the Yin wind is intoxicating and eroding.

Many tortures added to his body one by one, which made his already weak body more difficult to support.

Consciousness also becomes trance.

"Drink it!"

I don't know when a white haired old woman appeared in front of me, guarding a bridge.

Under the bridge, the turbid water flows, the color is dark, and there are countless ghosts in it.

What bridge!

Meng Po!

Beside Meng Po, there is a stone platform.

The middle of the stone platform is sunken, and the inside is full of black liquid with strange smell. I think it's Mengpo soup.

At this point.

Meng Po took a wooden spoon, filled a bowl of Meng Po soup and handed it to the leader of Tianjian sect in front of her.

Ghost gate, huangquan Road, Meng Po Tang

Pile by pile, piece by piece, coupled with confusion of consciousness, it almost makes people think they have come to hell.

"Play tricks!"

Although the voice of returning to the ruins was weak, it was still cold.

His voice also slightly awakened Guo fan and made him narrow his eyes and sketch in the sea.

A statue with three eyes slowly emerged.

As soon as the statue fell, the spirit was also quietly stable, and the strange smell in the nose also reacted.

Poison gas!

Hallucinogenic poison gas filled the air. No wonder the consciousness became more and more blurred along the way.

"Pretend to be God or play ghosts."

Mother Meng shook her head gently and her voice was hoarse: "I can't help you whether I drink this soup or not!"

The sound fell, and her hand turned gently.

"Wow..."

Meng Po's soup in the bowl rose empty and disappeared into the mouth of the return market with a lightning speed.

"You..."

As soon as Guixu's face changed, he still needed to open his mouth to denounce, but his eyes suddenly became in a trance and his body shook.

"Next!"

Meng Po ignored him and filled a bowl of Meng Po soup again.

The one yuan of Tianjian sect was obviously poisoned. Hearing the speech, he was stunned and took the bowl and drank it.

"Next."

Guo fan closed his eyes, sighed helplessly in his heart, and drank Mengpo soup.

In this case, even if he doesn't want to drink, he can't help it. He might as well obey for the time being.

After all.

The other party took so much effort to bring people here, it should not be for special poisoning.

The next moment.

Like the feeling of drunkenness, the feet are floating and the eyes are blurred, and the body seems to be out of control.

Even consciousness is no longer clear.

He can only stick to three eyes, try to keep a trace of clarity, and follow the people in front of him.

Hell hall!

"Mighty!"

The cheers of the sergeant poured into his mind, almost shattering his residual consciousness.

"Peng!"

Above, a vague figure slapped the startling wood.

"Who are you?"

"Tianjian sect leader teaches return to the ruins."

"One yuan for the elder of Tianjian sect."

"Huosha sect leader Yi Nan."

"The blue saint is like smoke."

"Baquan sect leader Zhao Wudi."

There are only five of the seven people in the company, but the other two can't stick to it.

"Here, it's a crime."

The man above shouted, "I ask you, would you like to make atonement for your achievements? Enter my underground house as a ghost messenger."

"Remember!"

"No nonsense is allowed here according to the state of mind. Otherwise, the eighteen hell will serve in turn!"

"No!"

"No!"

The other party's question seems to have a mysterious force. It can't be fake when combined with Meng Po Tang.

Without exception, none of the five would.

"What a pity."

The shadow seemed to shake his head: "come on, take down the two bodies and send them to Lord xuankui's ghost house for refining zombies."

"Five of them..."

"Into volcanic hell!"

"Yes."