Second World Book

"...Nani? Did you know... early in the morning?" Black Knife's eyes widened and his expression was sorrowful and angry. Did he always perform like a clown?

"Of course, otherwise what do you think? This world, which can deceive me, doesn't exist yet!" Lin Mo took it for granted. With a wave of his hand, the six-stick light prison controlled the black knife.

"...Release me, what are you going to do?!" The Black Knife struggled, but couldn't shake the restraint of Liuzhangguang prison.

Lin Mo didn't pay attention to the Black Sword again, his eyes turned to the distance, the earth had begun to crack, an incomparable spiritual pressure spewed out from the deepest layer of Hell, condensing the image of the great devil with three sides and twelve arms of fuchsia.

"...What is that?!" Zhu Lian felt instinctively fearful.

"...The will of hell...this is the will of hell!" The black knife trembled, this was his nightmare, and he didn't want to escape the other party's terror **** all the time.

"Bum--!" The **** guard next to the huge **** will emit a golden light into the body of **** will, and finally solidify, and the endless miasma will spread.

Nilu, who had returned to the first floor, their faces suddenly changed. This suffocating spirit was too compact, and under the dark clouds, the thick limp surged up, even if the block building was contaminated, they were dissolved. .

Those blamed for rebirth took a breath, the whole body spoiled, and screamed into a pool of thick water, and it turned into one.

"No, let's withdraw quickly!" Ran Ju shouted at the sight of the situation, not to mention whether the malaria could poison them, but the ingredients inside were disgusting enough.

"Don't wait for your brother?" Jiu Nanbai asked confusedly.

"What are you waiting for? I guess he was responsible for the malaise! Really, can't you calm down?" Lisa exclaimed in distress.

"Let's go--" Nilu received Lin Mo's voice in his mind. The slashing knife in his hand swept into the space and opened a gap. The women immediately left hell, and the journey to **** was over.

"Grim Reaper! Why is Laiwu's **** messing up?" Hell's will sound with a will power, resounding through the world, full of anger at Lin Mo salvaging his sleeping.

"You're wrong, it's not your hell, but mine! Now he changed his surname to Lin! Do you have any opinions?" Lin Mo looked at the will of hell, retorted, and at the same time pulled out the black sword on the ground. Hell will, then it's harvest time.

"Hahahaha! Grim Reaper, you are strong, but you can't understand my existence. If you quit Hell now, I can never blame it!" Hell will seem to hear a funny joke, laughed, and said generously after laughing.

"Oh! It's funny, I can understand that you are strong outside the world? And, you're just an instrumental spirit, and dare to say nothing about the past and don't blame it?" Lin Mo pierced the true face of hell's will, and even made the core of the'prison mark' in hell. Modernization.

The nobles who had created **** had long since died, but their ‘heritage’ was still in operation, pulling the souls of sins committed before life into ‘machine oil’ to stabilize the **** world.

The existence of **** is a good thing. Lin Mo has never denied that, but since the culprit in **** first provokes him, don’t blame him for seizing control of hell.

"Grim Reaper, you are too unpredictable! In this case, then stay well!!!" Hell will roared, a trace of the body appeared, the earth cracked, and the chains of countless will manifested. Lin Mo's figure flashed at high speed, avoiding all the chains easily and comfortably, as for the Black Sword and Zhu Lian were miserable!

"Ah... no!" The two cried miserably. There were a lot of chains on their bodies. As a result, they suddenly increased more than ten times. They were wrapped into iron dumplings and dragged into the abyss of hell.

"Biu--!" A violent red fork condensed in Hell's will, shot through the space, and came to Lin Mo in the blink of an eye.

"It's so dirty/dirty!" Lin Mo frowned. Once the spirit was contaminated, he would be swallowed by resentment. Although he was not afraid, he was not willing to touch such things.

"Explosion!" Hell will drink.

"Boom--!" The red fork exploded, countless grimace-like things popped out, and the whole area became a sickening malaise area.

"Gaga! Grim reaper, are you okay with this trick? What's going on..." Hell's will smiled smugly, but the miasma area contracted suddenly and suddenly disappeared in a blink of an eye, suddenly stunned.

A red bead appeared in Lin Mo's hands, and the red streamer flashed continuously.

"It's a lot worse. Are these ghost faces [聻]?" Lin Mo looked at [Beng Yu] and said that one of the purposes of coming to **** was to make new Beng Yu, which was originally intended to blame people and **** guards, but [Yun] It was a windfall.

Yun and Tianmo are somewhat similar, intangible and immaterial. Any spirit body will become umbilical when it dies, but Yun cannot maintain its shape and has no thoughts, but it is the origin of all souls, so it has special restraint on souls.

"...Can you actually collect'Death Soul'?" Hell will be shocked.

"You call this the'death soul'?" Lin Mo narrowed his eyes and said, "It stands to reason that after the culprits were tortured to death, their lifetime karma also disappeared, and you actually cut off their chances of reincarnation. ,What do you want to do?"

"..." The three faces of **** will become extraordinarily grim.

"Let me guess, the blame person has no ability to fight back against the **** guards, and he is defeated because the **** guards are made with the "dead soul" as the core! Then contact your current body, you want to break free Is the core of **** bound you?" Lin Mo said, not too salty. Obviously, when the original spirit had its own thought, how could it be willing to be trapped in hell?

Those makers died, and in an environment full of resentment such as hell, the spirit of the instrument, that is, the will of hell, was also infected, and eventually selfishness was born.

It's like blaming people for everything they want to escape from **** to get free, but who ever wanted to, **** will want to be free.

If Lin Mo didn’t come to hell, **** will also become a new super boss in the future, but he has no chance. ..

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