Chapter 189 -- End of the 18-layer Road to Hell (Non-Explosive Chapter)

Chapter 189 - The End of the 18th Floor of Hell

(The black ticket has reached 1,200, and according to my previous promise, it's time for me to explode again. Unfortunately, the miracle was dishonest. As I said before, since the beginning of April, I have been unable to type for two weeks, and these days, because of my grandfather's death, I have no time to rush the manuscript.

Don't mention the outbreak, it's good to keep it. I have almost used all the manuscripts I saved in my previous 20s. Therefore, I can only say sorry to the brothers who have been waiting for my outbreak. It is estimated that in April, it can only be updated once a day. Otherwise, it must be broken.

Again, I'm sorry. Hey.)

The bull-headed horse looked at Nami's eyes without any fluctuation, as if he were staring at a dead man. And Wu Meng had no intention of stopping it and let the bull-headed horse do it.

Moreover, it is natural to know that as long as you don't stop it, the fate of Nami's death is inevitable. No matter what caused her to become a thousand-year-old female ghost-level ghost in such a short period of time, the result will not change in the face of a real bull-headed horse.

The bull's head and horse's face is too strong! It is not as powerful as the horn horseshoe at all. When the bull-headed horse face crossed Wu Meng, even behind them, Wu Meng could fully feel the strength of the bull-headed horse face.

The black and purple fog has spread, exuding a strong sense of oppression. The real bull-headed horse face is so powerful! Without even touching it, Nami's body has been suppressed by the momentum of the two of them and collapsed to the ground.

However, despite this, Nami still raised her head high and smiled at Wu Meng. Wu Meng, who is absent, has no predestined mind reading skills, but he can still understand what Nami means.

It doesn't matter, as long as Sauron is fine...

The cow's head waved gently, as if driving away a fly, like poetry, without any waves, but in this way, Nami's body has completely dissipated without any movement. There is not even a chance to struggle.

The gap between her and the bull's head is too big. If Nami is already a thousand-year-old ghost, the bull's head and horse face are also calculated in tens of thousands of years.

Wu Meng did not stop Nami's death from beginning to end, although he knew that as long as he opened his mouth, he would not go against his will. As long as he says something, Nami can live.

But what can you do even if you let Nami live? Nami has always been a member of the Pirates and a member of Sauron. The benefits that Nami can bring are far lower than the disadvantages she brings.

Because she has a short close contact with Wu Meng in order to absorb Wu Meng's Yuanyang, Wu Meng will shake her identity.

Fate may be good, but not. He will always be rational, and he will not put himself in danger for a moment's feelings. Even if there is a 1% possibility, it will not. This is the lack. Lack of wisdom. 100% rationality.

"Well, young master, let's go..." The bull-headed horse finally turned around and looked at Wu Meng with a smile. Of course, Wu Meng naturally knew that the reason why they could show such a kind expression had nothing to do with themselves. What they smiled was just the eldest brother fabricated by Wu Meng, the Monkey King!

"So, what about them? They are seriously injured and can't go yet!" Wu Meng deliberately mentioned the horns and horses' hoofs lying beside them to show that he was a nostalgic person.

"It doesn't matter. We will put these two incompetent things under the jurisdiction of the hell here. Of course, we will personally escort you through the 18th floor of hell. Let the two of us lead the way to the next!" The bull's head and horse's face just turned around and glanced at the horns and horses' hoofs.

And the horn horseshoe is just lowering its head. Yes, that's their ancestors. Whether they take away the credit they have always thought they could fall on their own, whether they can be Wu Meng's confidant or not. At this moment, they dare not and have the slightest dissatisfaction.

Of course, if their strength really exceeds that of the bulls and horses, it is uncertain whether they will be so obedient.

Because, here is hell! It's a loser, hell!

Next, Wu Meng followed the bull's head and horse's face, and as for the horns and horses' hoofs, they never appeared again. It doesn't matter. Wu Meng didn't care about such a problem when he followed the bull-headed horse. As a bad little dragon set, the horn horseshoe has done enough.

It is a natural fate to disappear without the aura of the protagonist and even the supporting role. No one will care about their where they go.

The way of heaven is ruthless. This is hell, and the same applies. Wu Meng knows very well that even if this is hell, this is just a hell in the game world! He has never forgotten this.

That's why I won't be afraid! As the protagonist, I can't die! This is my biggest capital! Wu Meng's face was not sad or happy, just looking at the nearby palace.

This time, Wu Meng marched quickly. Because the bull's head and horse's face is not like the second-level kid like the horn horseshoe. They are powerful ghosts, and they are also famous in hell. Therefore, they have two mounts. Of course, at this moment, only Wu Meng is sitting on it, and they walk on their legs.

However, even if it is used, it will come out much faster than the horseshoe. Therefore, the long road did not take much time. They came to the palace on the seventh floor.

"Young master, we have arrived. Next, it's the eighth hell. Would you like to take a break?" The bull's head and horse face look very respectful. Even with their strength, they can easily kill Wu Meng thousands of times in a second.

However, they just lowered their eyebrows and looked so respectfully bowed and bent down to look at Wu Meng.

"It doesn't matter. Let's go quickly. I think my eldest brother has been waiting... I don't know when he will come. If we go later than him, he will scold me..." Wu Meng replied gently.

Then in the more respectful eyes of the bull-headed horse, he once again entered the palace that had been seen seven times...

The eighth floor. Iceberg hell. Evil women who murder their husbands, commit adultery and abortion will be sent to iceberg hell. And those who are addicted to gambling, unkind, unfaithful and unfilial, and unfilial to their parents and elders, will also be stript naked and thrown into the iceberg hell.

According to the theory of horned horseshoe, the time of the next layer of hell will be double that of the previous layer of hell, and the area will also be double that of the upper layer of hell. However, due to the mount of the bull-headed horse, Wu Meng spent twice as much time as the seventh floor. Of course, this is related to the road they walked before.

Moreover, even on the way, Wu Meng has no curiosity except for occasionally paying attention to some familiar people similar to gamers. In this way, they came to the ninth floor again.

The ninth floor, the hell of the oil pan.

The tenth floor, the bull pit hell.

The eleventh floor, stone pressure hell.

The twelfth floor, mortar hell.

The thirteenth floor, the blood pool hell.

Fourteenth floor, hell in vain.

F 15th floor, punishment hell.

16th floor, volcanic hell.

The 17th floor, graphite hell.

18th floor, knife saw hell.

If this is what Jia Le said about the 18th floor of hell that is so difficult to pass through. Well, Wu Meng passed simply and smoothly.

Even Wu Meng did not need to solve any puzzles and test them like the second floor. He simply completed the 18-story hell road.

Is it difficult? Isn't it difficult? Wu Meng's expression did not fluctuate without any sadness or joy. Until he came to the 18th floor of hell, Wu Meng did not show any joy. And such indifferentness fell into the eyes of the bull's head and horse's face, which naturally strengthened their attention to Wu Meng.

It's really not an ordinary person. If you haven't clicked, will you be seen by the monkey and brother with it?

Standing on the 18th floor of hell, Wu Meng, who has been silent for a long time, finally said again, "So, where are we going next? This should be the 18th floor of hell. Then, where am I going?"

After the 18th floor of hell, it is the first martial arts association in the world, and then the winner there can get the name of the king of hell and become the administrator of hell. That's the whole incident.

Of course, it is false to say that Wu Meng has a desire for the name of the King of Yan Luo. If even the lack of fame and fortune is inevitable, no one in the world can get rid of the entanglement of fame and fortune.

The reason for asking this is to find a way back to the game world. When I heard the news, I was hungry for this conjecture. Legend has it that those who pass the hell test can return to the game world may be true.

But if it's just to get through the 18th floor of hell safely, why hasn't he returned to the game world yet? Our look is indifferent, and we are not so sad and disappointed by the mistakes of the legend.

If I guess correctly, then it only shows that I haven't really passed the test of hell, and the test of hell has one of the most obvious right now--

The world's first martial arts meeting!

"Next, we will go to the lonely hell where Ten Halls and Yan Luo are located." The bullhead and horse face really lived up to Wu Meng's expectations and said the next way.

"Oh, lonely hell? I remember, isn't hell on the 18th floor? Haven't we already passed? How can there be a lonely hell?" Wu Meng didn't need to be so surprised, but the questioning tone in his mouth had already begun to answer.

"That's right. Hell is divided into 18 levels. And the 18th floor of hell we have experienced is only the 18th floor of hell that punishes ghosts for reincarnation. In fact, in addition to these 18 layers of hell, there are other hells.

For example, the inner 18th floor. It is divided into four categories. The first category, called the Eight Hells, also known as the Eight Hot Hells, is full of flames. The bottom is the nose hell, and the world becomes an infernal hell.

The second category is called You Zeng Hell. The sinners who come out after every hell will enter the hell to suffer.

The third category. It's called Eight Cold Hells. As the name implies, as opposed to the eight heats, it is extremely cold inside.

The fourth category is lonely hell. Loneliness, inhuman hell, this is the legendary hell on earth! That is where the Ten Halls of the King of Yan are located, that is, the place where the world's first martial arts meeting is about to be held.

Lonely hell! Wu Meng heard that his face remained unchanged, but he just took a gentle breath. No matter what kind of hell it is, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that he finally understood how to get out of hell.