Legend of the Great Saint

The red flame * * * * is a big black pot, the surrounding rock walls are roasted in pitch black, and several kids are adding wood to the fire.

The pot is dozens of times bigger and looks like a small pond. It's filled with yellow oil and countless bubbles.

At this time, a big, indigo ghost appeared on the pitch-black rock wall, and the ghost claw raised a man high and put him hard into the oil pan.

Snaps, oil spills. Loud and violently flipped.

The children of the hot pot fled, and an inadvertently stained petroleum star rolled in a moan, as if they were suffering greatly, and their corpses were twisted.

The big indigo laughed and got great pleasure from this painful cry.

This is not an ordinary oil pan, but a small hell of a oil pan on the first floor of hell, and even a little oil star would kill people alive.

Strangely, however, he did not hear screams coming from the oil pan. He looked down and smiled stifled.

The Roaring Mirror Master, the madman who insulted the judge in public, actually... swimming in the oil pan!?

When Li Qingshan fell into the oil pot, his face was brilliant, carrying a great fearless spirit of sacrifice for the cause of the revolution. However, the oil boiled violently around him, and he did not feel even a little pain.

“Oh, did I get numb? ”

So he simply spread his arms and swimmed around in the pan, but it didn't hurt. Although greasy is a bit annoying, it is mild and smooth and a little more comfortable.

He simply took a breather for several laps, always swimming like a breaststroke, freestyle, butterfly swim, and dog shatter.

Looking at the indigo ghost was silly, and the kids around the hot pot were staring at each other.

“What are you doing here? Get out of the way! ”

At this time, another big red ghost appeared on the rock wall, impatiently squeezing away the big indigo ghost and throwing another person into the oil pan.

Li Qingshan looked at the man and laughed: “You're here too! ”

It was the old man who was on his way. As soon as the old man had fallen into the oil pan, his face changed dramatically and he was shaking. Seeing Li Qingshan again, more like biting his teeth and cutting his teeth, his expression was twisted, really painful and hateful, hateful.

When our hearts were killed together, we felt even more painful. We hurried to mobilize our magic, set our minds together, and extruded a phrase from our teeth: "You... you hurt me! ”

It turns out that Judge Lu, after examining Li Qingshan, immediately followed by the elderly, had already prepared a courtesy gift without even having to attend the sin mirror table.

Momma was still in the palace. She glanced at him and said, “This is a poor ghost, too! ”

How dare he say to an angry ghost fairy: “I was lying to you. ”

So he was put on the sin mirror stage by the ghosts. The trick was not tight. The dark mist in the mirror was so heavy that there was hardly any light. It was obviously a sin.

In the original world, he is famous for the monster cultivation of the world. He likes to take his life soul to refine the magic treasure. The extermination of the city is absent. He is called the "ghost monster”. Later, flying up the human path became more convergent, but it was no good.

Judge Lu is also angry, waving a lot, into the tenth level of hell, deeper than Li Qingshan. He is in such a difficult situation that he cannot speak out and give gifts. Can't he not hate Li Qingshan?

“What did I do to you, you old man? ”

Li Qingshan turned his mind and guessed the reason. "You deserve it, too!” Big grinning arms, leaning against the side of the oil pan, shouting at the two ghosts on the rock wall: "What are you two red-green idiots looking at? The oil is too cold! ”

The old man's face was green and his skin twitched for a while.

The two ghosts stayed for a while. I guess I've never heard such a request. The pan kids roared: “Burn the fire, burn the fire! ”

Hot pot kids rushed to burn the fire, and the oil pan rolled even harder.

Li Qingshan still didn't feel the slightest pain, and look at the distorted, trembling old man: “Shh, like fried strips, are you really in pain? You can't pretend! ”

“I... want you... to die! ”

Li Qingshan laughed. “Aren't we dying already? ”

The old man is silent. He likes to suck out his enemies' souls and torture them, but is there any place in the world where he can torture a man more than hell?

“I will kill this boy now, but I will help him to be freed. Judge Lu will surely be angry with me, and the crime will be lighter. If he is sealed up and repaired again, it will be all over! ”

He stared at Li Qingshan with a cannibalistic eye. There was nothing he could do.

The hotter the oil pan, the deeper the pain.

Then Li Qingshan whistled like a bath. The old man suddenly felt the pain several times, almost couldn't help screaming, pointing to Li Qingshan to shout at the two ghosts: “It's not fair, why is he okay! ”

Li Qingshan pillowed to the edge of the pan and looked at the high and strange blue night sky: “Please add another fire, um, this is the temperature.” Comfortably moaning, dipping his head in the oil, muttering to himself: “Probably because I'm a good man! ”

He had felt the pain of hell on Gu Yan Shadow, and frankly, it was a very unbearable pain that far exceeded the limits of what the flesh could feel.

Rather, the pain of being personally thrown into hell today should be deeper, but it's nothing.

From the performance of the old man, the pan was fine, so the problem was with himself, or with the sky above his head.

Looking back at the Sky Book Building, knowledge of the six rounds.

As the most critical part of a six-round circle, it can be said that there is no circle without hell, and the laws of heaven and earth seem to possess some very mysterious character.

Whether it's the Yellow Springs Road, which leads to countless worlds, countless places, or the bridge of Naihe, which cannot distinguish between long and short distances, or even the viewing platform where he saw his former homeland, it's all incredible and impossible to use common sense speculation.

He had a vague conjecture, but he couldn't even be sure: "Am I a good man? Yes, of course I'm not a bad person, but..."

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

On the battlefield of magic, he led the army to slaughter countless demons, and finally faced the gods alone.

In the world of five continents, he had spread martial arts to “practise for all” and to break the rule of the Gaelic family.

In the Kyushu world, he destroyed the world and saved the heavens.

“... Am I a good man? ”

Big Indian ghost rushed back to Ming Mirror Division. Judge Lu was accompanying the three ghost fairies in their speech. “Why are you returning now? How's the boy? ”

“My lord, the boy... he...”

“What are you throwing up for? Say it! ”

“Sir, he's asleep. ”

“Sleeping?!” Judge Lu wondered if he heard wrong: "Did he not struggle to beg for forgiveness? ”

“No, he, he doesn't seem upset at all. ”

“Do you mean?” Judge Lu moved in his heart and looked to the "sin mirror table” and the four big words above - each one of us!

The horse's face sank: “The boy is better than evil! ”

The sin mirror table is merely a manifestation of the rules of hell, facilitating the trial of Judge Yan Luo. And even if it doesn't, it's good and evil.

Bullhead Abandon suddenly remembers a long time ago, the purpose of establishing Hell's Way - to live by heart, to live by heart. Cause and effect, good and evil are rewarded.

Open hearted: "Hey, you little bastard, you shameless bastard, you won't be chosen by the chief!” A little more hope.

Mamma pointed out: "No, you can't let him go! ”

“Get him out of the frying pan and throw him in deeper hell!” Judge Lu said viciously: “I want him to know what" no good man in front of the sin mirror "means! ”