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Chapter 393: The son of Douluo's fortune, pawn!

After the eighteenth level of hell transformed into a million-year soul skill, the damage received in the fantasy realm was reflected back to the mental attack in reality, and the feedback was no longer immediate.

Instead, you can wait until all the eighteen levels of hell have been experienced, and then feed back all the accumulated mental attacks to the opponent at once.

Moreover, Ye Chen can also enter the eighteen levels of hell in the form of a conscious body.

In the eighteen levels of hell, he is the master of hell. He can control everything at will and watch the target's torture process in hell from the perspective of God.

In addition, the flow rate of time in the eighteen hells is also different from that in the outside world.

Tang San had spent a lot of time in the Tongue Pulling Hell before, and also spent some time in the Scissors Hell, but due to the different flow rates of time, not even half a second had passed outside the world at this time.

Of course, the Eighteenth Level of Hell is only one of the uses of this soul skill. If necessary, it can be changed to the Eighteenth Level of Heaven.

It’s just that Ye Chen was worried that he was still too young and could lose control easily, so he didn’t dare to try it for fear of falling!

...

After passing the Scissors Hell, his vision changed again. When Tang San saw that the stone tablet of the Scissors Hell was replaced by the Iron Tree Hell, he felt bad all over.

I remember that in the legend, there are eighteen levels of hell.

He has just passed through the Tongue Pulling Hell and the Scissors Hell. Doesn't that mean that including this Iron Tree Hell, there are still sixteen levels of hell waiting for him?

In addition, Tang San didn't know whether he would be reincarnated after experiencing the eighteen levels of hell, or whether he would have to endure it forever?

If it's the former, it's okay. Although the punishment in hell is extremely painful, you are immortal when you are being tortured. As long as you grit your teeth and persevere, it will eventually end.

But if you have to endure it forever...

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but tremble, this was really terrifying!

Seeing Tang San getting into a fight, the green-skinned imps of the Iron Tree Hell, Jie Jie, laughed strangely, and without giving Tang San a chance to struggle, they directly hung him on the iron tree covered with countless sharp blades.

"ah--!"

The sharp blade entered the body from the back, and Tang San started to cry again...

The fourth level is the hell of evil mirror.

A huge mirror reflected the actions of Tang San's disciples of the Tang Sect in his previous life and the son of Haotian Douluo in this life. Once he did something bad in the mirror, there would immediately be a whipped kid next to him and whip him.

The whip in the whip kid's hand is not ordinary. Every time he is whipped, the pain will be doubled the next time he is whipped.

The fifth level, steamer hell.

The two steamer imps threw Tang San into the big steamer, carried the big pot, and covered the steamer lid. The fire-making imps also started to add firewood to the bottom of the big pot to add fire. Everything was done in an orderly manner.

Soon, hot steam began to fill the steamer.

The water-adding guy on the side also adds some water to the pot from time to time to ensure a sufficient supply of water vapor in the steamer.

This time, starting from the time when the water in the pot boiled, Tang San was steamed in the steamer for a full hour before he survived the steamer hell.

The sixth level, Bronze Pillar Hell.

In the Copper Pillar Hell, the most conspicuous thing is the huge hollow copper pillar.

Without saying a word, the fan boy directly took off Tang San's clothes, and the chain boy held Tang San in an embrace and locked him on the copper pillar.

When everything was ready, the two little guys who made the fire began to add more firewood and charcoal. The copper cylinder heated up rapidly and turned red visibly to the naked eye.

And Tang San, naked and holding a copper cylinder? Well, the smell of meat is wafting from his body now!

Maybe they are the little devils from the eighteenth level of hell, and their tastes are quite strong.

Smelling the smell of meat, the chain kid started to dance and laugh weirdly. The movements of the two fire-burning kid's hands were obviously faster than before, and the fan-fan kid seemed to have eaten Xuan Mai, and the fire fans in his hands were all wet.

Dance left an afterimage!

The seventh level, Sword Mountain Hell...

The eighth level, iceberg hell...

The ninth level, oil pan hell...

The tenth level, bull pit hell...

The eleventh level, stone crushing hell...

The twelfth level, the mortar hell...

The Thirteenth Level, Blood Pool Hell...

The fourteenth level, skinning hell...

The fifteenth level, the hell of punishment...

The sixteenth level, volcanic hell...

The Seventeenth Level, Stone Grinding Hell...

The Eighteenth Level, Saw Hell...

...

Because of the difference in the speed of time, when Tang San spent three days and three nights in the eighteen levels of hell and experienced all the hells, only three seconds had passed in the outside world.

His eyes changed, and when Tang San discovered that what appeared in front of him was no longer the familiar green-skinned imp and various instruments of torture, but Ye Chen, his hanging heart finally let go.

Any place under the world is more beautiful than the scenery in the eighteenth level of hell! Any person under the world is more amiable than the green-skinned kid in the eighteenth level of hell!

Compared to the eighteen levels of hell, this evil city of murder is simply heaven on earth!

Although you can always smell the smell of blood in the air in this 'heaven on earth', it is still thousands of times better than the eighteen levels of hell... no, countless times!

Wait, the city of killing, Ye Chen?!!!

After Tang San came back to his senses, before he could figure out why he could still see Ye Chen after going through eighteen levels of hell, a terrifying mental attack came, and his consciousness was instantly wiped out, and he was knocked out.

Pig-footed Tang San, the son of Douluo Qiyun (pseudo?), died!

For a soul master whose mental power is stronger than Ye Chen, but not more than twice as strong, the Eighteen Levels of Hell is a mental control soul skill.

Due to the characteristics of the immortal body in the eighteenth level of hell, even if the soul skill takes effect, the target's mind will not collapse, and no actual harm will be caused.

At most, it will be easy to have nightmares in the future, run away immediately when meeting Ye Chen, and never want to try it a second time.

For those whose mental strength is weaker than Ye Chen, the Eighteenth Level of Hell is a million-year mental attack type soul skill.

Now Tang San's level is only the Five-ring Soul King. Even if he has the Purple Demon Eyes, a unique skill that improves his mental power, his mental power is far inferior to that of Ye Chen. After facing the Eighteen Layers of Hell, his spirit will

The attack is naturally impossible to resist.

"Tang Xiaosan just died like this? Isn't it a little too smooth?"

Looking at Tang San who fell to the ground and lost the breath of life, Ye Chen touched his chin and thought to himself.

If this follows the plot of the novel, shouldn't there be an old man coming to help the pig's feet now? Where is the old man?

Another thing, isn't it said that after killing the pig's feet, there will be a backlash from luck?

Ye Chen didn't feel any discomfort at this moment, but felt extremely happy.

As for why Ye Chen was in a happy mood? It was naturally because it was time for the harvest that he loved to see.
Chapter completed!
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