Who?

Following a loud bang.

Another strong man has arrived.

"The underworld, hahahaha, it's really run down. I never thought that the underworld, which was once famous all over the world, would fall to such a state!"

"I came here this time to ask for a red spider lily. I wonder if you fellow Taoists are willing to help me? If so, I will definitely remember this kindness in my heart!"

From the Taoist friend just now, Master Toudao has already learned the current situation of the underworld.

There are only a few strong ones.

With his strength, even if he couldn't walk around in the underworld, it would still be easy for him to escape.

The people in the underworld looked unhappy.

Although the underworld is in decline, not just anyone can make noise there.

"Fight!"

No more nonsense, the battle begins instantly!

Lu Ye also felt the fluctuations of the battle. Just now one person left, and now another one ran out.

Well, it's really my own fault.

It would take him about ten days to completely absorb the bad luck.

During these ten days, anyone who met him was unlucky.

I hope the underworld can hold strong!

His figure arrived at the eighteenth level of hell.

Here, he has to go through all kinds of disasters.

But Lu Ye didn't feel anything much, just a little pain.

The first level of hell is the tongue-pulling hell.

In the past, this hell was probably overcrowded with people, but now there is only one person in charge of executions, who has come in front of Lu Ye.

He looked at the land.

"It's been a while since anyone has been here. Sit down while I clean up my tools."

Quite polite.

Lu Ye found a seat and sat down.

"My treasure is called the Tongue Puller. The more slick the tongue is, the more divisive the person is, the wider the Tongue Puller will open and the more powerful it will be."

"On the contrary, the less you say such bad things, the smaller I will open my tongue pliers and the less force I will use."

"Open your mouth!"

Lu Ye smiled and nodded, then opened his mouth.

He also had no psychological burden. He did tell lies, but they were either white lies or lies to his enemies. Even if there were punishments, they were not particularly severe.

The tongue puller tried hard to open the tongue puller.

Use more force!

The tongue-pulling pliers thread does not move.

"Um?"

Try harder!

The texture doesn't move!

"Huh? What's going on? Is it broken?" the tongue-pulling messenger asked puzzledly.

Energy can be infused freely!

This thing is also one of the treasures of the underworld, how could it be damaged?

The tongue-puller said to the tongue-puller, "I am the best in the world!"

The next second, the tongue puller that could not be opened no matter what was done was opened a gap.

The tongue-pulling messenger was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Lu Ye with a look of respect.

"My friend, your words are as good as gold. The tongue-pulling hell is not suitable for you. You can go to the next level of hell to have a look."

For a person who can keep the tongue-pulling pliers from moving, there is absolutely nothing wrong with this mouth.

Emperor Daohen looked at this scene and was silent.

Although the tongue-pulling forceps were partly inspired by Lu Ye's great strength in his previous life, the fact that they were not opened at all was enough to prove that 99% of what Lu Ye said could be believed.

"Is this considered passing the tongue-pulling hell?"

"Of course you passed. Tongue-pulling hell does not necessarily require tongue-pulling. If you have no problem, then there is no need to pull out your tongue."

"Excuse me!"

Land down to the second level.

"Tsk, after all the effort, someone finally came down, and it turned out to be such an upright person. My hands are really itchy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, with a loud bang, the Taoist monk was thrown into the first level of hell.

Tongue-pulling Apostle???

"How dare you enter the eighteenth level of hell without permission! Die now!"

The tongue-pulling apostle rushed towards the monk with the tongue-pulling pliers in his hand, and the next second he was hit and flew backwards, vomiting blood.

The second level of hell.

Scissors hell, Lu Ye has never been to this hell.

In fact, Lu Ye has basically never been to any of the hells, as he is not a good talker.

After all, Lu Ye’s biggest problems are lust and killing. Lu Ye rarely touches on other issues.

He likes women, but only women who don't have a partner.

If the other party has a partner, Lu Ye will definitely not do anything to steal that partner.

He lacks love, so naturally he won't have the heart to destroy the love that others have.

But there is one hell that he absolutely cannot escape from, and that is the Hell of Knife Mountain.

As long as you kill, you will enter a mountain of knives.

As Lu Ye passed through layer after layer, he didn't have that many sins at all. Of course, as he kept entering new hells, the monk Toudao kept beating him down.

Lu Ye's figure appeared in the hell of swords.

The Apostle of Knife Mountain looked at Lu Ye with surprise in his eyes, because among him, almost no soul was intact.

And what about Lu Ye?

Even the clothes were not torn.

"Hello, fellow Taoist!" The Knife Mountain Apostle bowed to Lu Ye.

Being able to remain so intact in the eighteen levels of hell is worthy of the respect of the Sword Mountain Apostles.

"Hello, fellow Taoist. How do you get through this hell of swords?"

Lu Ye asked curiously.

"As the name suggests, the Knife Mountain Hell requires you to climb a knife mountain. Can you see the peak?"

Lu Ye nodded.

"Please place your palm here. You are a cultivator, so killing is normal. However, if you kill one person, the knife mountain will grow a new blade. This is your punishment. Please forgive me."

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Lu Ye looked at the jade handed over by the Knife Mountain Messenger, nodded to show his understanding, and then calmly placed his palm on the Knife Mountain.

At this moment, blades began to appear on the knife mountain, and the length of the blades varied from ten inches, twenty inches, to fifty inches.

The Sword Mountain Envoy looked at the Sword Mountain. He was not sure how many lives Lu Ye had killed, but it should be okay because this Taoist friend did not seem to be a bloodthirsty person.

Soon, the blade began to grow wildly.

Crowded.

endless.

In the blink of an eye, the entire mountain of swords was covered with blades.

Still growing.

No!

It can no longer be called growth; to be more precise, it is accumulation.

Because the huge mountain was soon covered with blades, what to do? All they could do was grow blades on top of them, piling them up continuously.

Apostle of the Knife Mountain???

ah???

There was even a look of confusion in his eyes at this moment.

Still growing.

The entire knife mountain was originally a steep cliff, but now it has begun to become bloated.

Still growing.

Suddenly, cracks began to appear on the jade stones made by Lu Ye.

Too many.

How many lives were killed on the land? Too many.

At first it was just a battle to kill demons, and Lu Ye killed almost all the demons.

Another time is when killing parasitic celestial demons.

Dark turmoil, time war, and more...

To be honest, Lu Ye didn't know how many lives he had killed.

It might be more accurate to describe it in two words: endless!

Click, click, click…

The jade kept cracking under Lu Ye's hands.

The entire mountain of swords is making mournful sounds; it is reaching its limit.

The mountain of swords is used to punish murderers, not to punish murderers of gods.

The Knife Mountain Apostle's eyes widened.

His body was shaking a little. He could no longer imagine how much blood had stained the hands of this handsome and gentle young man in front of him.