Chapter 1350

Wu Lai can feel that this is a wasteland, and there is no breath around it, let alone anything left for reincarnation. The nearest breath is less than ten kilometers away from here.

In order to ensure safety, the location chosen by Tianyang Jianjun will inevitably be relatively remote, at least so that the judge will not find it at the first time.

Besides the judge, Wu Lai now has the power of chaos and integrates with one side of the world. Except the judge, even Tianyang Jianjun himself dare not say that he can feel the existence of Wu Lai at will.

"Time is not enough..." Wu Lai muttered, his eyes coagulated, restrained his breath, and rushed to the breath he perceived.

In just twoorthree minutes, he saw a flowing river and the antique bridge. On the bridge, there were countless confused people walking in line. At this end of the bridge were two soldiers dressed in armor and with a mixture of aura and death, with whips in their hands and hands akimbo, staring at these confused people.

"Hurry up! If you want to reincarnate, hurry up! Go there and register your name and birth date. Only in this way can you judge whether you are reincarnated directly after drinking Mengpo soup or going to the 18th floor of hell." A clerical man with two moustaches at the bridge head urged there.

All souls.

Wu Lai looked at these souls from a distance, and there was a faint panic on each soul's face. I'm afraid they didn't think that they would really go to hell to be judged after death, right?

"Reincarnate." At the bridge, Meng Po handed over bowls of Meng Po soup while comparing the list in her hand, letting these people reincarnate.

Of course, if you encounter that kind of evil, immediately there will be ghosts who will directly seize them and send them to eighteen levels of hell, one level of experience.

Naturally, this bridge is the Naihe bridge, and the rolling river under this bridge is forgetting the river.

"What's that over there for?" Suddenly, the ghost at the bridge noticed Wu Lai and shouted, pointing at him.

"Call me?" Wu Lai pointed to himself and asked strangely.

"Of course it's you. Why are you stunned? Hurry up and see if something happened to you, young and delicate. Did you die unexpectedly?" The ghost will look at Wu Lai more. He really thinks that Wu Lai, who died young, is a minority. He is still so white and tender. He should not be a hard-working type.

"Ah, oh." Wu Lai quickly replied that he didn't want to make too much noise at this time, and obediently walked to the back of the queue.

The ghost will return to its former appearance again, but soon, the ghost will find something wrong. These dead people are souls here, but how can the white and tender boy still have such strong vitality? And look carefully, this body seems to be an immortal body!

"You! You! You!" The ghost will point at Wu Lai and can't speak for a moment, immortal body! This must be the immortal who has become an immortal, and the person who can directly enter the hell without the knowledge of the gods must be above the great Luo Jinxian! And these ghosts at the bridge head will be just ordinary places to go to heaven. Even ghosts and fairies are not small minions. This is a fairy!

But... This is also hell. There are rules of hell!