"The heart-eating worm specializes in dormant in the heart, uses the heart blood as nourishment, and finally swallows the heart.\ The Gu insect manifested in Qingyang Huan's palm kept making harsh hissing sounds, opening and closing its fangs, and spreading its transparent feathers, trying to escape.
"Hey, don't kill, don't kill, give it to me, I want to keep it."
Seeing the purple flame suddenly coming out of Qing Yanghuan's hand, Gu Buxian said hurriedly.
"This is a treasure, a rare one in the wilderness.
In order to trick you, the ugly guy paid a big price."
"The Ghost Heart-Eating Insect is a corpse insect derived from the burial ground of death.
It gradually transforms by devouring the blood of living beings.
The transformation of each one takes at least a thousand years, and since it entered the body without your awareness, This thing has at least sucked a lot of king's blood.
It's obvious that the ugly monster used his own blood to raise Gu worms, no wonder he is so skinny."
Gui Buxian spit out a purple halo of light from his mouth and wrapped the Nether Heart-Eating Insect.
"Let me tell you, Mr.
Turtle has learned from ancient times to the present, and it's nothing to do with Gu insects.
Just wait and see.
When we see that ugly monster next time, we will trick him."
Seeing Gu Buxian put away the Gu worm, Qingyang Huan didn't pay attention.
"I think King Zhanxie and King Qingteng have already captured Shentian City, so naturally there is no need to worry.
Let's go and interrogate King Yushen."
The next moment, Qingyang Huan's figure disappeared into the depths of the valley. hell.
After thinking about it, Qingyanghuan brought the God King who had his heart dug out into hell.
He was still full of vitality after his heart was dug out.
After all, as a king, although the heart is important, it is not something that can be destroyed immediately.
Just die.
The Royal God King, who was held in Qingyang Huan's hand, looked ashen, and the God King around him also became dim.
There was a huge blood hole on the left side of his chest, with dim divine light flowing, and his divine organs were gone.
"Ah Huan, is this hell?"
Gui Buxian was like a curious baby, constantly looking around.
"Tsk, tsk, as expected, hell is occupied by Jialuo, just like the legend said."
"The auras of Empress Pingxin, the Grand Judge, and the Tenth Palace Yama are all gone."
"My ancestor told me that a long, long, long time ago, he had seen Empress Pingxin, who reincarnated into reincarnation, and controlled the Nine Netherworlds by herself, making up for the shortcomings of the world and stabilizing the rules and order.
It was a pity that she was bald at that time.
Taking advantage of the loophole, the queen fell into silence. " "Empress Pingxin, she is a very great person.
However, heaven and earth also have majesty.
After all, as the way of heaven, you don't have to face face.
The human race has gone too far."
"Brothers, the troublemaker is here, the plunderer."
At this time, three figures from the Tongue Pulling Hell staggered over, grabbing the Soul Sealing Divine Chain and the Tongue Pulling Divine Pliers, and walked out of the Tongue Pulling Hell.
However, the eyes of the three judges fell on Gui Buxian.
"I don't like you guys carrying shells on your backs.
I'd rather see if you die."
"You're going to die."
"You're a backstabber, you're not welcome in hell, so go away."
Gui Buxian flew down from Qingyang Huan's shoulder and tilted his head to look at the three judges in front of him.
"You are the judge, it's my fault if you don't die."
"Anyway, you are not welcome in our Tongue-pulling Hell, so you can leave."
The tongue-pulling judge snorted coldly, "I'm just annoying you turtles who are just hanging on for dear life and come to hell for excitement."
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"What are you doing here again?"
Suddenly, the tongue-pulling judge's eyes fell on Qingyang Huan.
This time he entered in the physical body, and the reincarnation gate of hell in the depths of the valley outside turned into a speck of dust and was hidden in the soil underground.
"Hey, seeing as you haven't worked for a long time, let me find you something to do."
Gui Buxian is very unhappy with the attitude of the judges.
He blames me for being alive for a long time.
It's not because you failed to control the reincarnation in the underworld and allowed Lord Gui to be reborn in a turtle fetus.
In the final analysis, it's all your fault.
No, thank you.
The Tongue Pulling Hell is a little different from the last time Qingyang Huan came.
After all, this time during the expedition to the Xiaomang Wilderness Continent, the blood and bones of so many foreign races, including the Demon Clan, the Jade Clan, and the Tianling Clan, were partially integrated into the blood pool.
All the rest he cast into hell.
"Be good, stick out your tongue and let me pull it out."
Although the Royal God King was imprisoned and severely injured at this moment, his mental perception was very good.
He saw hell.
As a king, he had naturally heard of the legend of the human race's great underworld.
However, the underworld collapsed and reincarnation was broken.
This was already a wilderness of mountains and seas.
It is a fact recognized by all the peoples in the world.
Now he was actually brought into hell.
However, even if he wanted to resist, the Shinto Yuanfa was so weak and cut off from the outside world by the Wujiang Dao that he could not move at all.
"I want to know something about the Shentian Clan."
Qingyang Huan threw the Royal God King in front of him like a pile of rotten meat, and asked with a smile on his lips.
But seeing the tense look on the God King's face, Qingyang Huan's eyes fell on the three judges in front of him.
"Sorry for the trouble, three of you."
"It's easy to say, as long as you can continuously send aliens to fill the cracks in the Tongue-pulling Hell, this will be a trivial matter."
With the sound of chains, the two chain judges grabbed the God King and dragged him directly towards the depths of the Tongue Pulling Hell.
"Zuo Suo, I think he is a king after all.
He should be able to survive five hundred times."
"Right lock, I think it should be at least a thousand times.
After all, he is a king.
What is there to be afraid of having his tongue pulled out?
I said you should be gentle when pulling out the tongue.
Don't grab his tongue and pull it out.
After all, he is a king.
Your Majesty, we have to give others some dignity, right?”
That's right, there are two chain judges, one is called the left chain judge and the other is called the right chain judge.
They are very direct and clear names.
"Stop talking, don't care what he says or not.
It starts a thousand times, there is no cap, just pull it out a thousand times and try it first.
We haven't started work for such a long time.
No matter what, we have to enjoy it this time.
I remember when I pulled it out When he was the fierce king of Taozu blood, it was so refreshing, and when he was clamped down, his tongue was pulled out thousands of feet, and the blood was flying.
I miss him so much. " "Yes, we were also officials at the beginning.
Regardless of whether the person who came here was an ant in life or a king, it all depends on our color.
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Now there are only three of us left."
"There are only three of us left, so we can't belittle ourselves.
Don't pretend to be a judge by pulling out tongues and chains.
We must have the heart to become a great judge."
The three judges pulled the God King and disappeared into the depths of the Tongue Pulling Hell, but the nagging voice kept coming out.
"Ah Huan, are you sure it will work if you leave it to them?"
The dumbfounded Gui Buxian subconsciously turned around and asked Qingyang Huan why he felt that these three judges were a little unreliable, and whether they had been dumbfounded here for so long.
"You need to be understanding and considerate of them.
After all, anyone who has stayed in this wretched place for 108 epochs will inevitably be a little nervous."
"That makes sense."
Gui Buxian nodded.
"ah" Not long after, a scream that shook the world and made the gods cry was heard from the Tongue Pulling Platform deep in the Tongue Pulling Hell.
"ah" "Ahhhhhhhhhhh" The screams were intermittent, and sounded every ten or so breaths.
"No, no, I can't even think about it now.
I've told you to start a thousand times, and this is only the 650th time.
You don't believe in this judge's craftsmanship.
This is an art."
"ah" The screams were extremely cruel.
On the tongue extraction platform, the King of Gods couldn't move at all for some reason.
His big mouth was pulled open by two hooks.
The tongue extraction pliers reached into the mouth and grabbed it.
He grabbed the base of the tongue and dragged it out for two feet, causing the base of the tongue to break every inch.
This feeling goes straight into the soul, and you can clearly feel the root of the tongue being torn off bit by bit.
"I'll say it only five hundred times."
The right-locked judge shrugged his shoulders and said to the left-locked judge.
"A thousand times, a thousand times."
Judge Zuo Suo raised his eyebrows, glanced at his mouth, and then spoke with his tongue pulled out.
"It's such an art.
I didn't expect that after so many years, the art of tongue pulling is still familiar."
"I, I, I, I instigated."
When Qingyanghuan came to the tongue extraction platform, he saw the paralyzed King Yushen.
"Live together a thousand times."
The Tongue Pulling Platform is an ancient artifact made when the human race established the Great Underworld in the Middle Ages.
Not to mention the king, even if the emperor comes, he must behave himself.
This is a truly humane ancient artifact.
No matter how far in front of you the sky and the earth are, and the sea of stars is pushed across you, you still have to lie down here.
"Say it."
In an instant, Qingyang Huan asked aloud.
For a king whose will has transcended reincarnation, it is not so easy for him to gain insight into the memory of the God Royal King.
Otherwise, he would not be thrown directly into hell.
"Wuwuwo said."
With his long tongue hanging out of his mouth, the King of Gods looked a little miserable.
At this moment, the Royal God King opened his inner world, but even so, Qingyang Huan did not ask Da to enter his inner world, but let him peel off the memories from the inner world.
"A thousand more times."
Seeing Qing Yanghuan's expression, Judge Tutou was overjoyed.
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It had been a long time since he had opened his shop, so he had to pull it to enjoy himself.
"Ni you" "I'm afraid your memory is false."
Qing Yanghuan chuckled.
But in response to this, Gu Buxian curled his lips.
"Ah Huan, your shameless appearance is getting more and more perfect."
"You obviously don't dare to enter his spiritual world in person, yet you speak so grandly."
"Master Turtle admires me."
After coming nine times in succession, Qingyang Huan got nine memories from the inner world of Yushen King, and at this moment, Yushen King's spirit was almost in a trance.
The nine memory light groups are like the nine memory worlds.
The scenes experienced by the God King are evolving in the world.
"Ah Huan, this king of the Shentian Clan is indeed dishonest.
Look, in the ninth memory world, there is another figure of the king.
Unfortunately, the picture is blurry, but it can be concluded that he is in Xiaomanghuang Continent."
Qingyang Huan looked through the memories belonging to the Royal God King, but his expression became extremely solemn.
As the Blood Gu King said before, the Shentian Clan that split from the Saint Clan is actually the master of the Saint Clan, or a human master.
The warriors of the Saint Clan are all working hard to become the Shentian Clan.
They want to trace back The glory before antiquity.
In today's vast wilderness of mountains and seas, although the eras are divided into ancient times, medieval times, and modern times, the ancient times were when the human race and the hundreds of tribes in the sky fought for the same heaven and earth, but before that, there were ancient times.
The Shentian Clan wants to restore the glory of ancient times, establish the Divine Heavenly Court, and govern all directions in the world and all the races in the world.
They even personally decreed the Great Sun Golden Crow as the Great Sun Star Lord.
Although I don’t know why the Golden Crow tribe actually agreed, but in the eyes of most races in the world, the Shentian tribe was joking.
Unexpectedly, the once-magnificent human race has collapsed.
What qualifications does the Shentian Clan have to rule the world and enfeoff all races?
These are all fragments from the memory of the God King.
It's not that the God King intentionally divided his memory, but that even he doesn't know the complete plan of the Shentian Clan
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