"Take it and pull it out, pull out a big tongue, and you and I will slap your tongue."

A terrible scene appeared high above the sky.

The abyss is like a prison, and the ghosts are full of spirits.

In this place like purgatory, there are two creatures with cow heads and horse faces handcuffed a creature. Among them, the tauren opened the prisoner's mouth and pulled out his tongue with burning red tongs.

The prisoner let out a shrill scream.

However, the Tauren sang a song like innocence and handed his tongue to the horse-faced man. The other party ate it in one bite and the juice splashed everywhere.

The next moment, another tongue grew from the prisoner's bloody mouth.

The tauren sang a song and continued to slim his tongue.

Behind them, there were dense crowds of behaviors and actions.

This scene makes people shudder.

In another sky, a huge oil pan was burning, and the Taurus pushed the prisoner into the oil pan.

Ahhhhhh…!

The scream was shrill and struggling, but the horse-faced man kept fiddling with two chopsticks.

After a moment, the man was burnt to a yellowish state, and he took it out and feasted.

After eating it, the same prisoner appeared again and was pushed into the oil pan.

Repetition is endless repetition.

A total of eighteen scenes have evolved around the sky.

"There is no so-called eighteen levels of hell in this world. I wonder what they will feel after watching it?"

In the formation, Chu Yang showed a different smile.

The Eighteen-level hell, in the world of the Legend of the White Snake, he has seen it with his own eyes, and the evolution is also particularly realistic.

"Anyone who lives in the world is provoking discord, slandering, slandering, arguing with clever words, lying and lying. After his death, he was thrown into a hell of tongue pulling. The little devil pried open the person's mouth, clamped his tongue with iron pliers, and pulled it out..."

From the sky, a sound like a god came from the sound, thick and solemn, and also revealed endless evil spirits.

Word by word, explains the functions of the eighteen levels of hell.

In Tongtian City, there was a moment of silence.

There were many demon cultivators whose faces turned pale and their bodies were trembling.

The scene at high altitude is too terrible.

The scenes are too realistic.

What is said and transformed is like another world.

"I will not be at peace after death? I will be punished?"

Such thoughts appeared in their minds at the same time.

"Niu Bi, those taurens, are your tribe members?"

A tall and thin man came over and poked the eleventh-level bull demon.

"How could I know me?" Niu Bi shivered, and he asked back, "Ma Yan, is that horse-faced man your tribe?"

"I don't know you, I haven't heard of it!"

Ma Ting shook his head.

He is a level ten scattered demon who has always had a good relationship with Niu Bi, so he came over to ask.

The two of them were speechless for a while.

"Everyone, that is the illusion of the formation. The purpose is to make us feel scared!" Yu Liang was shocked and shouted loudly, "Follow me, attack in one direction and break through the formation!"

"yes!"

Niu Bi and others responded one after another.

They are all powerful demons with strong hearts and strong minds. After being shocked, they will not take it seriously.

"Take it!"

Yu Liang pointed ahead and limited the direction.

Power gushed and magical powers bloomed.

Thousands of scattered demons took action at the same time, and the terrible destructive power burst out, turning the thousands of miles outside the city into an abyss.

The illusion in the sky scattered, disappeared invisible, revealing its true face.

"This method is very good. It ruined my three formation flags in total!" Chu Yang looked at the city with his hands on his back, "But how many times can you destroy it?"

Three flags appeared in front of him again and fell to the earth.

The formation runs again.

Clouds and mists rise, and the illusion reappears.

"Break one hundred and eight thousand times first!"

Yu Liang roared angrily.

Take action, take action, take action again.

The formation flag was destroyed, but it could not keep up with Chu Yang's refining speed, and was shot into it and used the formation.

Ten days later.

Yu Liang is tired.

His subordinates were tired and showed a look of sorrow.

"Boss, what should I do?"

Hubeng sighed, "The formation was broken in a total of 720 times in a whole ten days, but in a moment, the formation was intact again!"

"Yes!" Niu Bi also sighed, "We have even tried to attack from all directions and break the formation, but they are still compensated. We have also tried to attack when the formation is destroyed and want to give the other party a ruthless thing, but as a result, before they can completely rush out, they are covered by the formation and fall into it, and they all die tragically. Boss, what can you do?"

Yu Liang shivered, but had no choice.

What's even more terrifying is that there is another major formation besides the formation.

Even if it was him, he was a little desperate.

"Are you not attacking?"

Chu Yang's voice came from the sky, with indifference and cruelty.

"Then it's time for me to attack!"

"I will attack you!"

“Are you ready?”

"The fourth step is to transform spiritual energy into swords, and thousands of swords return to the sect!"

Chu Yang's voice fell, and endless shuttle sounded in the clouds and mist.

Whoosh swish swish swish...!

The sword energy that had been condensed to the extreme was shot into the city like rain.

Tongtian City does not have formations to protect it.

They don't, and they don't need it.

This is their confidence.

But today, I have to swallow the bitter fruit.

"This attack, drizzle!"

Niu Bi grabbed a wisp of sword energy and crushed it easily, curled his lips disdainfully, "It's just comparable to the attack of an ordinary cave-virtual monster, it's nothing."

"It's really nothing!"

Tiger Wear nodded.

The demons in the city also breathed a sigh of relief and completely relaxed.

The continuous attacks over ten days, coupled with the evolution of various illusions at high altitudes, made them all exhausted.

But Yu Liang felt uneasy.

The sword energy is like rain, and it is constantly stopping.

On the first day, I passed by bathing in the sword rain.

The next day, someone broke his skin.

On the third day, someone was injured.

On the fourth day, someone fell under the sword rain.
To be continued...