Regarding Gu Buxian's doubts, Judge Tuton said confidently.
"After all, we are also judges of hell, and we are also slanderers who want to save face.
How could we know that this bastard will not give up even after reaching hell."
The Tongue Pulling Judge grabbed the divine pliers, and the divine pliers grabbed the God King's tongue, dragging it like a dead dog towards the fourth level of hell.
The Tongue Pulling Hell, the Scissors Hell, the Iron Tree Hell, and the Evil Mirror Hell are the first four levels of the eighteen levels of hell, and they are also the levels of hell that the human race can barely control today.
In addition, there is the fifth level steamer hell, and the sixth level copper pillar hell is also nominally still in the hands of the human race.
"I think your hands are itchy and you want to use him to stretch your hands and feet."
Gui Buxian didn't believe the words of the tongue-pulling judge.
However, the three judges had spent so much time in this lonely hell.
It was good that they were not crazy.
These actions were normal.
"Tell me what the ancient artifact Evil Mirror looks like.
Is it based on a real dragon bone and divine phoenix feathers as a frame?"
"You'll know for yourself when you see it."
Qingyang Huan then entered the fourth level of Hell, the Hell of Evil Mirrors, which was not much different from the Hell of Tongue Pulling and Scissors.
The Hell of Evil Mirrors was also deserted and desolate, without any life.
The Evil Mirror Hell is like a void of time and space, with darkness in all directions.
The black stone under your feet is hard and dark, shining with a faint light.
"Where is the artifact, the evil mirror?"
At this moment, Gu Buxian couldn't wait any longer.
Rumor has it that the Nie Mirror was made from the body of a god from ancient times and had the power to discern right from wrong.
No matter how great he was in life, under the illumination of the Nie Mirror, he would be unable to escape.
Shape, speak the truth.
Thinking back to the beginning, in order to create the Great Underworld, the human race spent an unknown amount of money and gathered the efforts of more than ten generations of human emperors.
Just talking about the hells that make up the Great Underworld, there is Pingxin Niangniang's reincarnation.
In the eighteenth level of hell, ancient artifacts such as the tongue-pulling platform, the wheel-turning platform, the copper pillar, the mountain of swords, and the iceberg were created.
Following Judge Tutongue, they climbed onto a black bronze platform.
In the center of the platform stood a hill about ten feet high.
Following the judge's guidance, Qingyanghuan and Gui Buxian's eyes fell on the black hill. .
"Judge, are you mistaken?
Is this the ancient artifact Nie Jing?
Why is it a mountain?"
"Who said evil mirror is just a mirror?"
The tongue-pulling judge turned his head and rolled his eyes at Gu Buxian, and said somewhat confidently.
"Yes, the mirror of our hell is a mountain."
“Why don’t you accept it?”
The judges on the left and right spoke at the same time.
"Then how do you make him speak the truth?"
After restraining his emotions, Qingyang Huan immediately spoke out and his eyes fell on the tongue-pulling judge.
Kaka.
The Tongue God King was grabbed by the Tongue Puller, unable to escape at all, and was carried by the Tongue Puller Judge to the Black Mountain Evil Mirror.
"Small, you are not honest when you come to hell.
Have you forgotten that this hell was once the territory of our human race?
Even if it is broken, there are still three pounds of nails in the broken ship.
If you dare to underestimate me, hell, I will let you know what it means to live without asking for anything.
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Can't die."
The next moment, Judge Tutongue picked up Yushen Dynasty and pushed him in the evil mirror.
Buzz The evil mirror, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to have been summoned.
The dark hill seemed to be rippled, circle after circle, turning from black to a mirror surface glowing with blue light.
In the mirror world, the Royal God King appeared in it, but he seemed to be inexplicably pulled, his expression was sluggish, and a bright divine light erupted from the sky following him.
"The spiritual world of the God-King has been pulled out."
Gui Buxian's eyes showed curiosity, and Qingyang Huan's eyes also showed disbelief.
The spiritual world is where the soul derives its thoughts and will.
Even ordinary warriors in the wilderness know the spiritual world.
However, no warrior has truly found where the spiritual world exists in the body.
Most believe that the spiritual world actually exists in the soul, and is the consciousness space opened up in the soul.
Even so, when a warrior is immersed in his mind, he can indeed see the spiritual world, but no one can really find the location of his mind.
In the evil mirror, figures emerged from the spiritual world where the God-King was pulled out.
From the time the God-King was born and had self-awareness, everything he saw was imprinted in his memory, every mountain and tree.
Every blade of grass and every stone is manifested.
Along with him, he cultivated all the way, casting the body, hiding the soul, and capturing the soul of the Half-King, until he became the King of Heaven and Earth.
All the experiences and fortunes, every warrior of the same race and foreign race that he met, the places he visited, and even the thoughts in his heart at a certain moment were all relived in the evil mirror.
Creepy.
At this moment, even if Qing Yanghuan stood outside and watched, his heart felt cold, and everything in the evil mirror was invisible.
"This is too outrageous."
Gui Buxian even retracted his shoulder, muttering loudly.
"No wonder heaven and earth cannot tolerate it.
The order of heaven and earth wants to destroy these things.
This is simply going against heaven and earth."
No matter how magnificent and majestic you were during your lifetime, you will retain nothing after your death, and everything will be manifested again.
"You think it's so easy to pry into the memory of a king.
Now that hell has collapsed, if you don't cripple him and make his soul weak, you can still see this scene."
The tongue-pulling judge showed a hint of pride in his eyes.
"Not to mention that this person is quite lecherous.
If he hadn't become a king, he would have been skin and bones."
"It's a bone scraper, tsk tsk, but this posture is a bit old-fashioned and not good."
Judges Zuo Suo and Right Suo came together, looked at the scene in the evil mirror, and commented in a low voice, causing Qingyang Huan's head to be filled with black lines.
The memories belonging to the God Royal King were quickly turned over in the evil mirror like scrolls.
When they finally arrived at the Wilderness Continent of Xiao Mang, the God Royal King, Qingyang Huan's expression became solemn.
In Shentian City.
The King of Divine Vault is sitting cross-legged in a space opened up in the central temple of Shentian City.
This is a world filled with miracles, with mountains, rivers and land, majestic and mysterious, high mountains and dangerous peaks, steaming clouds and rosy clouds, stars moving, the sun rising and the moon setting.
All these scenes floated with the aura stirred up by the Divine Vault King.
The sudden Divine Vault King's eyes suddenly opened and closed, and fierceness burst out from his eyes.
In an instant, the phantom of this miracle world was shattered, and the sky collapsed.
"Who is spying on me?"
The divine light splashed out from the eyes of the Divine Vault King, as if piercing the void and seeing the endless world of stars.
However, there was no trace of the will floating outside the body.
Gradually, the cold divine light fell faintly, the aura of the Divine Vault King returned to calmness, and thoughts flowed in his eyes.
"You underestimate the human race.
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No wonder it can be passed down from ancient times to this era.
It's a pity that our divine heavenly tribe wants to restore the glory of the gods before ancient times.
This ancient divine land that spans the ages is bound to be won.
Whoever stands in the way will die."
Vaguely, King Shenqiong felt that some secrets were being spied on, but he did not look surprised at all.
It has been more than a million years since the Shentian Clan emerged from the Saint Clan.
Without complete preparations, how could the Shentian Clan break away from the Saint Clan?
In the eyes of a real big clan, although they don’t have a complete understanding of the Shentian Clan’s actions, they can still deduce a rough idea.
Since the Shentian Clan has done this, Don’t be afraid of challenges from all races.
Now he has crossed five reincarnations, and is only one reincarnation away from the sixth reincarnation to initially transcend the long river of fate.
Unfortunately, he is still a little short of it.
Although he can vaguely sense that someone is peeping, he cannot place his destiny in the long river of fate and trace the source. .
Buzz.
In the hands of the Divine Vault King, a divine bead appeared.
The bead was crystal clear, and suspended in it was a majestic red-gold door.
In front of the door, two divine lions lay horizontally, and ancient divine patterns were engraved on the door.
His big hand kept rubbing the divine bead, and a hint of throbbing appeared in the depths of the Divine Vault King's pupils.
This is a teleportation bead.
After being activated, the teleportation gate inside the bead will open and directly connect to the Shentian Clan.
He has been on this continent with this teleportation bead for more than 60,000 years.
"Come on, come on, the portal is about to open.
This will eventually be the place of our divine heavenly clan.
Only those with the blood of gods are the noblest beings in the world and are qualified to enjoy the divine soil."
Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, King Shenqiong put away the teleportation beads.
Now is not the time.
In the hell of evil mirror.
"This king of the Shentian Clan is really good at hiding.
He has been hiding for 60,000 years all of a sudden.
He is really a coward."
Gui Buxian looked at the picture that appeared in the evil mirror and couldn't help but said aloud, but when his words fell, he seemed to feel that something was wrong.
Buzz However, after the memory of the King of Gods was completely extracted from the evil mirror, there was a burst of bright green light, and he was expelled from it.
Without the slightest hesitation, Qingyang Huan grabbed the Royal God King and threw him into his own little black and yellow world.
If he stayed in hell, he would probably be killed by the three judges.
"Ah Huan, what should we do next?"
In response to Gui Buxian's words, Qingyang Huan did not reply.
A flash of light flashed in his eyes.
In Yushenwang's memory, Shenqiong King was waiting for the opportunity.
Obviously the Shentian Clan wanted to capture the mainland, and One premise is that he is the king of all races.
In other words, when the Emperor's Tomb is opened next, whether all the kings of all races will fall into the Emperor's Tomb, or whether they will all be expelled from the Xiaomanghuang Continent, is related to the next actions of the Shentian Clan.
Of course, for the Shentian clan, it would be best if all these kings died in the emperor's tomb.
"Didn't you say before that the Nether Heart Devouring Insect had awakened?"
"Yeah, that brainless bug is awake and dreaming."
Gui Buxian hesitated for a moment, then quickly reacted and said.
The next moment, Qingyang Huan blocked the three judges who were about to leave.
"Whatever you do, everything has been done for you.
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Is it possible that you still want to steal money?"
The tongue-pulling judge pointed at Qingyang Huan with the tongue-pulling pliers in his hand.
"Hell is a place created by our race to make up for the shortcomings of heaven and earth.
What if a strong alien breaks in?"
"It goes without saying that from the time hell was established to the time it was broken, except for the person who held the magic needle at the beginning, it's not right.
Anyone who breaks into hell without permission will have to go to hell."
"Bragging doesn't lead to calamity.
If you continue to brag, why did Nagara come in when there's no one around?"
Gui Buxian said disdainfully.
"You go away, hell won't welcome you, we don't like shelled ones."
However, Qingyang Huan did not stop at all and fell towards the tongue pulling hell.
"Ah Huan, wait for me, what are you doing?"
He was a little confused about Qingyang Huan's reaction at this moment.
"Let's go catch someone."
Qingyanghuan responded to Gui Buxian without looking back, and left the tongue-pulling hell directly
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