Douluo: I am the guardian spirit of Ning Rongrong

"If you don't want to lose your soul, leave quickly!"

From the weapons in their hands, Bai Shuo could probably tell that these two people were civil and military judges in the underworld.

The civil and military judges couldn't help but look at each other after hearing Bai Shuo's words. Apparently they didn't expect Bai Shuo to say such words.

"You don't have to step forward, this is not a place you can enter!" The judge holding a writing brush pointed at the two of them and said.

Judge Wu also waved the Dragon Mace in his hand in cooperation, as if to say, if you dare to take another step forward, your souls will be driven away!

Bai Shuo smiled contemptuously: "If you insist on blocking me, then don't blame my men for being ruthless!"

A powerful aura was released from Bai Shuo's body.

Suddenly, a huge pressure appeared on the shoulders of the civil and military judges. At that moment, their solid souls became dim, and they could see through their bodies what was behind them.

Bai Shuo did not kill them. After all, if their souls were in such a state, they would really disappear between heaven and earth.

Bypassing the exhausted civil and military judges, Bai Shuo broke through the final barrier into the eighteenth level of hell.

The first level of hell: tongue pulling hell!

A ghost with a yellow face and thin muscles was pressed on the chopping board. Two thin little ghosts sat on the ghost's body and pressed him tightly. The other two little ghosts held her arms to prevent him from struggling.

Another kid took a pair of pokers and pulled out his tongue five or six meters long, and then peeled the tongue off...

In the blink of an eye, the ghost's tongue returned to its original state, and was pulled out by the kid again... and it happened again and again.

Ning Rongrong, who had just calmed down, became frightened again, and jumped up and hung on Bai Shuo's body again.

This time Bai Shuo didn't stop him and let Ning Rongrong do what he did. Some of the criminal laws here really made people feel uncomfortable.

"Bai Shuo, let's get out of here quickly..." Ning Rongrong said tremblingly in Bai Shuo's arms, her eyes not daring to squint as she stared straight into Bai Shuo's eyes.

Looking at Bai Shuo's face could reduce her fear.

"Okay." Bai Shuo didn't say much, but simply replied with a good word.

The little ghosts around saw the two of them and thought that another tortured person had arrived, so they ran towards the two of them carrying tools.

"Bai Shuo ghost is coming!"

Ning Rongrong screamed and hid her head directly in Bai Shuo's arms.

Just now, Ning Rongrong happened to see those little guys running towards the two of them with tools from the gap behind Bai Shuo's neck, which frightened her and made her a little overwhelmed.

Bai Shuo's expression hardened, and a murderous aura spread out from her body.

The few kiddies who ran towards them were immediately thrown several hundred meters away and lay motionless on the ground.

Ning Rongrong was so scared that Bai Shuo couldn't help but speed up his pace. Bai Shuo wasted very little time on each level of hell and didn't give those brats any time to react.

Ning Rongrong didn't open her eyes the whole time, so she lay quietly in Bai Shuo's arms, listening to the sonorous and powerful heartbeats coming from Bai Shuo's chest.

Finally, Bai Shuo took Ning Rongrong to the No. 18 Hell.

As the lowest level of hell, the ghosts here say that torture is the most painful!

Saw hell!

A huge iron saw split the ghost in two from head to toe. It has been like this, over and over again...

Bai Shuo quickly found the location of Zhang Fei's father, drove away several imps around Zhang Ling, and saved Zhang Ling who was almost sawed open again.

"uncle?"

Bai Shuo looked at Zhang Ling with something wrong on his face.

Even in the ghost state, there should be a trace of clarity in his eyes, but at this moment Zhang Ling's state was obviously sluggish, and there was no clarity in his eyes, and some were just cloudy.

Bai Shuo pressed his thumb on Zhang Ling's forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his soul was only damaged, not his consciousness.

Such torture consumes a lot of soul power just once. What's more, if it is repeated repeatedly, it is inevitable that the soul will be damaged.

The most indispensable thing in this hell is soul power.

Bai Shuo waved his hand gently, and an irresistible suction force appeared on Zhang Ling's head. All the soul fragments hidden in the air in hell gathered here. After a while, a blue pill appeared on Zhang Ling's head. top of head.

……

Fengdu City, the Palace in the City

An old man wearing a dragon robe was furious, and the whole hell was agitated by his anger.

"Who is so bold! Where is the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace?"

The old man roared all his life, and ten kings of hell wearing official uniforms and possessing a powerful aura suddenly appeared below the main hall.

"Prince Qin Guang is here!"

"The King of Chu Jiang in the Second Palace is here!"

"The Emperor of Song Dynasty in the Three Palaces is here!"

"The King of Four Palaces and Five Senses is here!"

"King Yama of the Five Palaces is here!"

……

The ten kings of hell knelt down in unison facing the old man on the dragon chair above. It was unimaginable that a ruler of the underworld like the ten kings of hell would kneel under a person.

There is only one person who can make them respect him so much!

The highest god in the underworld, Emperor Fengdu, is also known as Emperor Beiyin. If the Tenth Palace of Hell is the controller of this hell, then he is the god of this hell!

"Someone openly broke into the 18th level of hell. Where is your face!? Where is my face in hell!?"

Cold sweat broke out from the backs of the Tenth Hall King of Hell, fearing that with a wave of his hand from the man above, their souls would fly away.

However, the words of Emperor Fengdu shocked the ten hell kings. Someone actually broke into the eighteenth level of hell. Is he here to save people?

Back then, the monkey only came to change the life span of the people on the bed of life and death, but someone actually went to the eighteenth level of hell!

Where is the taboo of Emperor Fengdu!If the person who broke in was caught and his soul was gone, that would be the best end for him, right?

"You guys go in person! Bring him over to see me!" Emperor Fengdu said to the Tenth Hall King of Hell below the main hall.

The King of Hell of the Tenth Palace did not dare to express his anger. After responding, he quickly walked towards the Eighteenth Level of Hell.

……

"Why are you here?" Zhang Ling was a little confused when he saw Bai Shuo.Then he saw Ning Rongrong in Zhan Baishuo's arms, so he said in surprise: "You still have your girlfriend with you? Are you all dead? Was it a car accident?"

The corner of Bai Shuo's mouth twitched, uncle...don't you remember the torture you received before?

"Uncle, I'm here to save you." Bai Shuo said calmly.

Hearing this, Zhang Ling suddenly realized and said quickly: "How dare you come here! Leave quickly! Those kings of hell and these 18 levels of hell are not legends, they all really exist. Their strength is beyond your imagination. It's still too late to leave now." !”

At this moment, ten figures wearing official robes appeared in the sight of the three of them.

Seeing these ten people appear, Zhang Ling's eyes dimmed.

"It's over...it looks like we're going to get cold..."

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