Chapter 185 -- Horror of Loser Hell

Chapter 185 - The Horror of the Loser's Hell

Of course, the lack of wisdom is also an important guarantee for their lives in hell. However, relatively speaking, in such an environment, wisdom always has no direct force...

Time is in hell, and there is no fixed concept. Anyway, in Wu Meng's understanding, it has been a long time, but the "fathers" in this layer of hell waiting for by the horns and horses still have no trace of them.

And the face of the horn horseshoe is constantly changing. At first, they were still waiting at ease, and even of course, the hell was huge!

Then, after waiting for a long time, there was still no one coming. The horn horseshoe began to be a little anxious, but he didn't say anything. Until the last fifth Wu Meng's inquiry, the horned horseshoe finally couldn't stand the pressure and explained that it was because the seventh layer of hell had an essential difference from the first six layers.

Due to the increase of sinners and the increase of magic, the whole of Daoshan Hell has become very large. Moreover, the road is not smooth. There are some powerful lonely ghosts that are out of the control of the hell and are in every corner of this layer of hell.

So, it may be that they have encountered some trouble on the road. Wu Meng did see that the horned horseshoe was not lying, so he acquiesced to this statement. However, after waiting for an unknown how long, Wu Meng's patience was finally exhausted.

"Your parents haven't come yet? Do you want me to wait for the old sea to die?" To be honest, if it is missing, it may wait again to be on the safe. However, it is demon and fate that control the body now.

If there is anything else to say in this place, but except for looking at the endless knife mountains in the distance, there is nothing here, which makes the demon unacceptable.

People are all playing on Daoshan. How fun it is! I'm going to play too! Well, then...

Finally, there was no way. They didn't dare to disobey their new master, so they had to agree to Wu Meng to take a step forward and then meet the person in charge of receiving them on the road. Of course, the horn horseshoe kept complaining about his father's heart in his heart, and he could not escape Wu Meng's reading.

Therefore, Wu Meng also led the horned horseshoe and began to march in the hell of Daoshan.

Daoshan Hell, as its name is, has all kinds of peaks everywhere, and only a normal path is interspersed. The little ghosts waited on these paths, and their respective sinners kept crawling on the knife mountain. Those sinners did not have a wisp of blood on their bodies and were cut by the sharp knives on the knife mountain.

However, despite this, they did not stop for a moment and kept crawling forward. Only purple blood can be seen on the blade with the outstretched arm singing. And those wounds closed quickly after being cut open. To ensure that the sinner will not die. But at the same time, it can get the greatest pain.

Fun, fun! Wu Meng looked at the sinners on every knife mountain with great interest. It was not until he got close that Wu Meng realized that Daoshan was also graded. Like some knife mountains, but if it is a small hill, the knife on it is just like a hedgehog with a small cow hair needle.

And the largest knife mountain that Wu Meng saw was as steep as the Hua Mountain that Wu Meng had seen at the beginning, with mountains and towering in the sky. And the knife on it is also like the endless sunflower in the countryside of Wu Meng's hometown. Only one person is tall, and the knife on it is covered with purple and black blood stains, which has been rusted.

However, such a knife is even more difficult to climb. The man Wu Meng saw was directly dissected by these rusty knives from beginning to end, and his body was completely scratched by countless blades from front to back by the knife in the knife mountain.

Because the blade has been rusted, the man climbed very hard and couldn't move forward with a knife for a long time. If it weren't for the special rules of hell, such an injury would not be enough for him to die thousands and hundreds of times.

"The horn horseshoe, this place is really interesting..." Wu Meng praised the "beautiful scenery" of the knife mountain hell as he walked. Sure enough, compared with the sparse sinners on the first six floors, it can be called three steps and one whistle, five steps and one post.

The horned horseshoe pulled his smiling face and nodded. The little ghosts around looked at Wu Meng and the horned horseshoe with a strange face, but none of them took the initiative to greet the horned horseshoe and looked at them coldly. In the previous hells, the little ghosts saw which horseshoe was not flattering, which was the reason why the horseshoe was not very excited.

In particular, the horned horseshoe is fine when looking at these little ghosts. Once passing by those places where there are no little ghosts and sinners, the horned horseshoe looks very nervous. And Wu Meng can know the reason by reading the heart. They are afraid that these places without ghosts are those resentful ghosts and ghosts who are not subject to the discipline of the hell.

They don't care whether you are the brother of Qi Tian Dasheng or the direct descendants of the hell. If you are unlucky, if you die, you will die in vain. This is different from when you are punished, there will be hell rules that force sinners not to die and bear the punishment forever.

If you really die at the hands of these evil spirits, then you are really dead. This is also the reason why the horned horseshoe dares to run rampant in the first six layers of hell, and when it comes to the seventh level, it has to send a message directly to their parents and let them respond to them.

However, by the time their father hasn't come yet, even the horns and horseshoes themselves are a little suspicious. What will happen to the people who came to pick them up? However, when they asked again according to the method of spreading the news, there was no other response. Only the first one has set off and let them wait in place.

However, they should not be so lucky. The hell often sends masters to strangle those evil spirits who do not obey the management. However, due to the heavy magic spirit of the seventh layer, as long as it is the kind of wronged ghost who is resentful at the time of death, it is very likely to become a ghost after touching such a magic spirit.

This is also the reason why hell can't eradicate it. Because there is too much quantity to control! Of course, no matter how many it is, it is just some ants and fleas for hell, which is annoying, but there is no big danger. Therefore, a dangerous area such as the seventh layer of hell has been formed.

For hell is like a fly and mosquito, and for the horned horseshoes that can only mix in the second layer of hell, the strength of these evil spirits may be stronger than themselves. Therefore, they are more vigilant than Wu Meng, who enjoys the scenery leisurely.

However, although Wu Meng walked aimlessly, under the guidance of the horn horseshoe, he basically walked in a straight line. After all, they still hope to meet the people sent by their families to pick them up on the way.

I don't know how long it took, they came to a relatively remote place. In this place, there is also a big knife mountain, which is nearly a few hundred meters high. Although it is not as majestic and magnificent as the authentic famous mountain, it is steep and dark, with a different sense of gloomy. However, next to this kind of knife mountain, there is no ghost, and on the knife mountain, there is no sinner who bears the punishment of going to the knife mountain.

When the horned horseshoe saw such a scene, his face immediately changed. What should come is still coming. They quickly came to Wu Meng's side and said in a hurry, "Young master, we can't go any further. Let's walk aside and take a detour!" There seems to be a devil in front of him.

"Evil?" Wu Meng stopped after hearing the words of the horned horseshoe. Although the demon is urging, go quickly, I'm going to see the evil spirits play. Fortunately, in addition to the demon, there is still fate to control the body.

Looking at the heart of the horn horseshoe, Wu Meng immediately understood the worries of the horn horseshoe. There are not even ghosts and sinners around. Even the blind should understand that there is something amazing in it, and other kids dare not come over! Moreover, even if there is no practice of a thousand-year-old ghost, it is not comparable to the general newborn evil spirit.

At least, the horn horseshoe himself dares not say that he can deal with an old man with such a large territory. Why hasn't such an old ghost been destroyed by the people from hell? Such an old ghost is coiled here, and no one should know it.

"Well, let's take a detour! Anyway, we are not in a hurry." Wu Meng's final decision still relieved his horned horseshoe. If their master insisted on going up to see whether the thousand-year-old ghost was beautiful or not, it would be over.

Fortunately, their master is not an idiot! The horned horseshoe sighed in his heart. Of course, on the surface, they are constantly complimenting Wu Meng, "Young master is wise, young master is wise!"

Fortunately, when the fate demons are two-in-one, if the single demon comes out alone, I guess the horn horseshoe will cry to death without tears.

"Ouch! It hurts so much!"

Just when Wu Meng and the horned horseshoe decided to take a detour to this place immediately, a charming voice suddenly sounded in their ears. Just in front of Wu Meng, a graceful beauty suddenly appeared beside them.

The woman has big breasts and thin waist, has a good face, and is a complete beauty. But at this moment, she gently rubbed her feet, and there was a faint sadness on her charming face, and there were even a few clear tears at the corners of her eyes.

Obviously, it was the beautiful woman who twisted her foot and waited for the hero to save her. However, Wu Meng and the horseshoe who saw this scene obviously reacted differently from normal people.

Damn, it can be transformed! It must be a thousand years old! The horn horseshoe scolded in his heart. Damn, why are you so unlucky? Can't you avoid it? I didn't expect to avoid her result, but did she come directly to the door? This old devil, don't hide from practice, run out and kill anyone!

Well, beauty, beauty, uh, no, is it beauty... ghost?