I hate Douluo

Chapter 255 Chained Pipa Bone

"Mud Plow Hall? Eighteen mud plows, eighteen levels of hell! Is there really a hell in this world?"

Lan Qingfeng murmured to himself, but his heart was already pounding, and cold sweat oozed from his head, and he just stood there blankly.

After a long time, there was no movement in front of the door of Nili Palace. Only then did Lan Qingfeng gradually become bolder.

After repeatedly activating the martial spirit, waving the Heaven-Pointing Sword in his right hand, and confirming that he could use the Heaven-Pointing Sword correctly, he faced the door of Nili Palace.

"What kind of ghosts and monsters? What kind of demons and monsters? Isn't that Tang Chen just a human being? He can be the king of killing, how can this be the underworld?

There are people in the underworld, judges of Hell, black and white, and they are all at the level of gods. "

Thinking of this, Lan Qingfeng concluded that the Mud Plow Hall was a special relic built by a powerful soul master long ago.

With such certainty, more than half of the fear in his heart was relieved, not to mention that Lan Qingfeng was a materialist.

Lan Qingfeng took a deep breath, then tightened his grip on the Heaven-Pointing Sword in his hand, and slowly stepped forward to use his soul power to push open the door of Nili Palace.

"Welcome to Nili Palace! Nili Palace will prepare a series of high-quality services for you, ensuring that you will remember it fresh and dream about it."

A seductive voice came, even more seductive than Xiaoyue's voice.

Looking for the voice, a beautiful woman with a pretty face and a round waist appeared in front of Lan Qingfeng.

Her long, light yellow hair, large and graceful waves, corset, short skirt, and black stockings and high heels made Lan Qingfeng's blood instantly swell, and all her fears were thrown away.

"Let me go, is this hell? This is clearly heaven! Could it be that this is a gray industry privately opened by the Haotian Sect?

I didn’t expect Tang Chen, a peerless Douluo, to have such hobbies and economic acumen. That’s right. If there is no industry, how can a huge sect maintain its economic expenses?

No, they weren't going to arrest Hu Liena and force her to do that! My boss goddess! Tang Chen, I am not done with you. "

Lan Qingfeng didn't care, joking with the welcoming woman in front of the door, and rushed straight into the depths of Nili Palace.

Moving forward quickly, what we saw was not feasting and singing and dancing, but an empty hall with officers standing on both sides, which was very similar to the court hall in ancient times.

And before the hall case, in addition to the sitting hall official, there was a master standing beside him, holding a pen. In addition, there were one black and one white on both sides of the hall table.

"The Underworld, the Hall of Yama!"

Lan Qingfeng was stunned for a moment when he saw the scene in front of him. Various scenes about the underworld appeared in his mind. His agitated heart became nervous again, and he took a few steps back.

"boom!"

The door of Nili Palace slammed shut, and the guards on both sides suddenly took a step forward and stood neatly in two rows, sandwiching Lan Qingfeng in the middle.

They are said to be servants, but in fact they are all ghosts with bull heads and horse faces.

"Snapped!"

Lan Qingfeng was frightened when the Jingtangmu was photographed on the hall table. Although he was holding the Heavenly Finger Sword tightly in his hand, he really didn't dare to move in such a scene.

"Who is in front of the palace? If you dare to break into my underworld, you must be a very sinful person, so you will fall into Yama and suffer the torture of hell. I will not let you go lightly."

The official in the palace calls himself me, and there is the judge Wuchang beside him. He should be the King of Hell, but I don’t know which one of the Ten Kings of Hell it is.

At this moment, Lan Qingfeng couldn't care less about this. He looked around at the surrounding situation and hurriedly defended himself.

"Lan Qingfeng, a young man, is a soul master. He is by no means a heinous person as Yan Jun said. Please be careful, Yan Jun!"

Lan Qingfeng bowed his hands and saluted, fearing that he might accidentally offend Yan Jun and suffer unjust injustice.

"Lan Qingfeng has committed a heinous crime! He will be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell and will never be reincarnated again!"

"Jun Yan, Sir Judge, this must be a mistake, please check it carefully!"

In this situation of extreme tension and fear, the first reaction is just to beg for mercy. This should be Lan Qingfeng's default perception of the disparity in power.

"Black and white are impermanent, with a bull's head and a horse's face. Take him down and send him to eternal hell."

Yan Jun and the judge did not react at all to Lan Qingfeng's begging for mercy. Instead, they blindly issued orders to send Lan Qingfeng to hell.

The bull-headed and horse-faced people around him, and even Judge Yan Jun, were all following a specific process.

"Shh..."

The iron chain in the hands of the bull-headed horse-faced man was immediately thrown towards Lan Qingfeng. Without any chance to beg for mercy and escape, Lan Qingfeng remembered to resist.

"One sword can level the mountains!"

Lan Qingfeng waved the Heaven-Pointing Sword in his hand, and a sword light cut open the incoming iron chain. Then he jumped over a series of steps, jumped out of the siege of these bull-headed and horse-faced people, and stood at the door to confront them.

In the city of killing, all soul skills cannot be used, but Lan Qingfeng used his martial soul to slash out such a sword, but these bull-headed horse-faced people and judge Yan Jun did not show any surprise.

The bull-headed and horse-faced figures on both sides once again swung the chains in their hands and rushed towards Lan Qingfeng.

"Ping ping pong pong..."

Lan Qingfeng slashed with his sword several times, and the sword gleams struck the bodies of these bull-headed and horse-faced animals, leaving deep wounds. Under the white flesh, the pale bones were faintly visible, but not a trace of blood flowed out.

The bull-headed horse face was so seriously injured, but it was not affected at all. Even the deep wounds slowly healed during the fight.

Judge Yama in front of the court case has been watching the battle quietly without any intention of intervening, and he no longer even issues orders.

"What on earth is this? Why does it look like a group of puppets? Could it be that the Killing City is the underworld built by the strong men in the past? Such puppets cannot be killed. Sooner or later, they will die of exhaustion of soul power!"

Lan Qingfeng kept complaining, but he did not dare to stop moving his hands for a moment. After dozens of rounds of fighting, Lan Qingfeng became more and more brave as he fought.

While constantly knocking down the bull-headed horse-faced man, he was looking for a way to crack it, and finally looked at Judge Yama in front of the court case.

Just when Lan Qingfeng mobilized his soul power with all his strength and jumped up to stab the King of Hell, suddenly the brush in the judge's hand danced, and then a string of characters flew towards him.

"boom!"

Lan Qingfeng swung his sky-pointing sword and slashed at these characters. The characters exploded instantly, and scattered ink fragments filled the entire Palace of Hell.

After taking two breaths, Lan Qingfeng felt his eyes turn black and lost consciousness instantly.

"Ugh, it hurts!"

Lan Qingfeng was in a daze, feeling a bone-piercing pain on his shoulder. It was this pain that made him wake up from his drowsiness.

I wanted to reach out and touch the sore spot, only to find that my hands seemed to be locked by something and I couldn't move at all.

After panicking, he opened his eyes completely and found that he was hanging in mid-air.

He turned his head to see what his hands were locked on, but he felt another sharp pain.

At the same time, a cold iron chain caught Lan Qingfeng's eyes, and the end of the iron chain was actually locked on his pipa bone.

His hands and feet were also chained, and his whole body was like a big character, unable to move.

(End of this chapter)