EBE Chapter 252 Killing
Chapter 252 Killing
The Eighteen Levels of Hell did not exist in the past. They were a prison established by order of the Evil Lord Yinming himself after the evil sect was founded.
The latter once gained the fanatical worship of many perverted and evil practitioners, who called him the epitome of evil.
The scene outside cannot be seen in hell, but Yi Chiguang can guess what kind of weird and crazy excitement is on the faces of the evil cultivators outside.
The bearded man was still introducing them nonstop. He stared at Yi Chi and Su Yueyan with malicious light flashing in his eyes.
"Except for the people from the Northern Sword Sect, the people from Yueyao and Jueya are the most patient. Some can even survive past the fifteenth floor. Wow, they are really amazing."
"The people of the Heavenly Demon Sect are extremely cunning, and their people are the most difficult to catch."
“The rest is pretty much the same.”
While the bearded man was saying this, the jailer, who was enjoying the pleasure of torture, kicked two dishonest disciples of the Northern Sword Sect.
He turned around and glanced up and down at Yi Chi, who was obviously in a bad condition, and Su Yueyan, who was relying on the former to support her body. The original slight curiosity turned into contempt because of their weak posture.
The jailer curled his lips in disdain.
He turned around and sneered at the other person: "She is indeed a delicate flower from a decent family. She is so scared of a mere tongue-pulling punishment."
The bearded man ignored the jailer's sarcasm. After a brief introduction, a big smile spread across his face, which looked a little weird.
He asked Yi Chi and Su Yueyan again: "Why don't you two saints bet on how long they can last in the Eighteen Layers of Hell?"
Su Yueyan was still hiding behind Yi Chi, trembling with fear. The fact that she didn't cry was a sign of her growth from the recent abuse.
A trace of deep gloom flashed across Yi Chi's face. She looked straight at the bearded man and smiled strangely, "What's the point of betting on these known facts? Why not try something else?"
The bearded man was startled by Yi Chi's sudden and very different smile, and a sudden thought occurred to him, "What are you betting on?"
"People from the eight major forces all have such detailed data. How could the people from the Xie Sect, the largest sect in Qiannan, not have it?"
After Yi Chi finished speaking, before the bearded man could react, two cold and sharp silver lights suddenly shot out.
With two "ding-ling" sounds, an arc of light easily cut off the mysterious chains that bound the disciples of the two sects. The two disciples of the Northern Sword Sect suddenly lost their restraints, their legs and feet became stiff and numb, and they staggered twice before they could stand firm.
At the same time, the two jailers and the people outside were shocked and angry.
"How dare they release the criminals!! I knew they have ulterior motives and still have a heart for justice. Catch them now!"
The jailer drew his weapon and pounced ferociously, "I never thought that one day I would be able to pull out the First Saint's tongue! Hahahaha! Go ahead, catch her!"
The disciples of the Northern Sword Sect also understood the current situation. They looked at each other, and a cold light flashed in their determined eyes.
The two men who had recovered their spiritual power took out their swords and didn't care about anything else for now. They just wanted to kill the jailer and vent their hatred first!
Unfortunately, his spirit had been imprisoned for too long and he had been tortured by having his tongue pulled out six times. Once he was freed, he was too weak to even hold the sword steadily.
However, in fact, they didn't need to do anything at all. After two loud screams, the two grinning Yuanying stage jailers were nailed to the soul-forbidden rack by two hibiscus silver hairpins.
The tassels on the silver hairpin were soaked with blood flowing from the two men's scapulae.
The two jailers looked down, shocked and sad, looking at Yi Chi with fear in their eyes. They didn't even see the trajectory of the silver hairpin!
Yi Chi did not give them a chance to break free. The next moment, only a shadow was left. Before Su Yueyan could feel the fabric in her hand disappear, she looked up and saw the "Yi Chi" in front of her gradually disappearing.
At the same time, Yi Chi had completed a series of actions including locking the jailer with a black lock and pulling out a silver hairpin to coldly wipe the blood off the lapels of the two men.
Su Yueyan stared blankly at the extremely familiar hairpin in the other person's hand, and touched the top of her head, but it was empty.
"!!!" That was her defensive spiritual hairpin! Yi Chi actually used it to hit someone?
No, when did Yi Chi get it? Why didn't she feel anything?
Yi Chi picked out two bottles of special top-grade elixirs for tongue pulling from the prison rack nearby and threw them to the disciples of the Northern Sword Sect, "Eat it."
The two men stared at her uncertainly, but since this was what they had eaten five times before, they raised their heads and swallowed it without hesitation. The blood flowing from their mouths stopped, and a new tongue grew out.
From the miraculous immediate effect, we can tell how top-grade this special elixir is. It is said that Yin Ming Xie Zun specially organized the alchemists in Qiannan to study it day and night for the eighteen levels of hell.
Strictly selected by nine clans, with utmost sincerity.
The two jailers and the bearded man scolded Yi Chi in fear. Yi Chi was in a bad mood and didn't want to listen. Another silver light flashed by.
What a familiar scream.
Two bloody tongues fell off with a "click".
Yi Chi held two hairpins in her hands, blood dripping onto the ground. She looked at the bearded man who opened his mouth and was about to curse.
That look was gloomy, empty and lonely, with a dark and deadly aura spreading slowly.
The bearded man had never seen such a terrifying look before, and he felt as if he was being glanced at by an unimaginably high-ranking ferocious beast.
It's not even like looking at an animal. At most, it's just like looking at the insignificant dust at your feet.
He stopped talking, half out of shock and half out of life-and-death crisis. He was very sure that if he said one more word, his fate would be exactly the same as these two people.
Su Yueyan was stunned. She was so frightened by the other party's unpredictable speed and ruthlessness that she spoke incoherently to the system.
"I...I curse her every day, how come she's still alive?"
The system was also very excited when it saw its boss torturing these cruel jailers.
[You even need to ask? I was just teasing you before.]
"…Damn it! I'm seriously angry! She's insulting me!"
[Nonsense, what's the point of insulting or not, she's obviously trying to tease you seriously.]
"..."
Su Yueyan was feeling angry, scared and aggrieved. The key point was that she didn't dare to say a word. She could only stand against the wall and keep silent.
The scene was dead silent, you could hear a pin drop.
Yi Chi asked two people from the Beimai Sword Sect to repeatedly punish the jailer by pulling out his tongue. At this time and in this situation, the two men realized that Yi Chi was a friend rather than an enemy, and since they already hated the evil cultivators to the core, they did not hesitate to take revenge.
Return all the pain that has been inflicted.
For a while, there were wailings one after another on the first floor.
Yi Chi did not ask anyone to lead the way, but took the initiative to walk to the second floor. After walking two steps, he said to the bearded man who was standing still, "Your tongue is very useful. You explained well. Keep going."
So, Big Beard and Su Yueyan had to follow her to the second floor with trepidation.
The second level is the hell of severed fingers.
There are five people being tortured here, they are spies from the eight major forces.
While listening to the bearded man's breathless explanation, Yi Chi rescued the person being tortured, then locked the jailer on the rack and did the same thing as on the first floor.
As early as when Yi Chi took action for the first time, she had been warned from outside, but Yi Chi turned a deaf ear to it.
She said calmly, "I am the First Saint, I just want to test the endurance of these fellow disciples, what's the problem?"
"Does the so-called saint girl need to be questioned for injuring a few people in the evil sect?"
She had done her job perfunctorily and had fought her way to the fifth floor, and it seemed that she would have to continue.
The people outside were extremely angry.
A Mahayana period leader said to Guli coldly, "Master Guli, it seems that Yi Chi does not want to sit in the position of the Saint. He is rebellious and difficult to tame. He will never turn to evil ways."
"If that's the case, why continue this holy ceremony?"
"Wouldn't it be better to just arrest the person and put him in the Eighteenth Level of Hell to be tortured?"
Several saint sons and saint daughters were overjoyed, thinking that Yi Chi was really courting his own death. Now they didn't have to do anything at all, as the position of the first saint daughter was vacant.
Guli's eyes were dark, and he nodded, "Let the jailer and the Eighteen Judges arrest him first."
Each of the Eighteen Judges has the strength of a peak Spirit Transformation state. According to the strength Yi Chi displayed in Crescent Bay that day, the Eighteen Judges’ attack is almost certain to succeed.