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Chapter 1584: Eighteen Levels of Hell

"ah!"

Lu Chen only felt a sharp pain in his head, and he woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and saw an old face full of wrinkles. If it's not a ghost, who is it?

"You, who are you, who are you?"

The hag screamed in shock, looking at Lu Chen as if she had seen a ghost.

"Who am I, who am I?"

Lu Chen's face was full of confusion, and he kept asking himself.

"Since you have come out of your previous life, don't you know who you are?" the hag asked in surprise.

"I... Brother Li, where's Brother Li?" Lu Chen frowned slightly, and suddenly found that Li Hu had disappeared, so he grabbed the ghost woman and asked.

"Dead, he's dead." The hag replied in surprise.

"Dead?" Lu Chen was taken aback for a moment, looked at the hag with murderous intent in his eyes, and slapped her with his palm.

"Boy, do you dare?" The hag screamed, a powerful force spread from her body, and with a bang, Lu Chen was thrown out and fell to the ground.

"You killed Brother Li?"

Regardless of the injury, Lu Chen used Kuanglei, Yuanyang Erjian, and Weak Water Drop to take out the green spirit fan, and the killing intent rushed out of his body.

"Boy, listen clearly. Although the fat boy is dead, his soul is still there, and he has become a ghost." The hag said.

"Where is he?" Lu Chen asked.

"He is in the eighteenth floor of hell." Suddenly, a high-pitched and thin voice came, and then two figures, one fat and one thin, appeared in front of Lu Chen.

"I've seen the fat camel king, the skinny camel king."

Seeing them, the hag hurriedly saluted them.

"The strongest immortal?"

When Lu Chen saw the fat and thin people, he was startled, and felt that he was like duckweed in front of them, and would be submerged in the stormy waves at any time.

"I don't know which Lord Tianjun you are?" The Slender Camel King asked, cupping his hands. He is dry and thin, but his skin is very white, like creamy white jade.

The Fat Camel King was the complete opposite of him. He was fat and fat, his face was full of oil, and his eyes looked at Lu Chen suspiciously.

"Tianjun? I'm not Tianjun." Lu Chen was stunned and said.

"It seems that he hasn't found the memory of his previous life." The thin camel king said.

"Impossible. If he can get out of the reincarnation of his previous life, then his memory must have awakened. How could he not know who he is?" Fat Camel King disagreed.

"Seniors, you just said that my friend is in the 18th floor of hell, can I go see him?" Lu Chen cupped his hands.

"As long as you go through the eighteen layers of hell, you can see him." The skinny camel king said.

"Okay." Lu Chen gritted his teeth.

"Please." The Thin Camel King and the Fat Camel King looked at each other, and they all stepped aside. A dark portal appeared in front of Lu Chen, and there were screams, cries of pain, and wailing from inside.

"Is this the eighteen levels of hell?"

Lu Chen only felt creepy, but in order to see Li Hu, he still entered the portal without hesitation, that is, the 18th floor of hell.

"Fat camel king, can he pass?" Thin camel king asked.

"If he is really the reincarnation of the soul of a certain Lord Tianjun, then he will definitely be able to pass." Fat Camel King said.

"I hope he can pass." The skinny camel king sighed.

"As long as he can pass through the eighteen levels of hell and meet the Bodhisattva of the Treasure Land, then he may be able to restore all his memories." Fat Camel King said.

"Yes, a heavenly monarch is too important to our clan." The Skinny Camel King nodded.

"The arrival of the extraterrestrial demon is approaching, we have to prepare early." Fat Camel King sighed.

"What is this place?"

In a space dripping with blood, Ye Qiu stood dumbly.

In front of his eyes, stood iron pillars, dripping blood on the iron pillars, helping ghosts one by one.

The ghost pried open their mouths abruptly, and pulled out their tongues with blood-stained clips.

Ahhh! Ahhh!

A scream came to Lu Chen's ears, making his scalp tingle.

"Boy, what are you still doing in a daze, it's your turn, why don't you go quickly."

At this moment, there was a loud curse from behind him, and a ghost soldier violently pushed him forward.

"court death!"

Lu Chen was furious, and with a thought, he wanted to take out the second sword of Kuanglei, but he lost contact with the second sword of Kuanglei and could not be called out.

"Good boy, you dare to be so arrogant in Tongue Pulling Hell."

The ghost soldier let out a stern roar, swung the whip in his hand, and hit Lu Chen with a slap, splashing blood everywhere.

"What's going on here, why can't I even use Xianli?" Lu Chen staggered and fell to the ground in pain, with a bitter expression on his face.

"Boy, get up for me."

The ghost pawn was ferocious by nature, so he picked up Lu Chen, tied it to a bloody iron pillar, picked up an iron clip, and walked towards him.

"Dare!"

Lu Chen was shocked and angry.

"Open your mouth for me."

The ghost soldier chuckled, and forcefully pried open Lu Chen's mouth with iron clips, clamped his tongue, and pulled it out, trying to pull out his tongue.

"ah!"

Lu Chen cried out in pain, only to see that his tongue was pulled out abruptly by the ghost soldier, and blood dripped from his mouth, continuously flowing out.

"Hahaha, boy, when you come to Tongue Pulling Hell, no matter who you are, be honest with me, otherwise you will have no good fruit to eat." The ghost soldier laughed recklessly.

"Damn it." Lu Chen scolded angrily, but was taken aback for a moment, didn't his tongue be ripped off? How can you still talk? Lu Chen opened his mouth and found that his tongue had grown out again.

How is this going?

"Hahaha, boy, your tongue grows out quite quickly."

The ghost soldier smiled coldly, then pried open Lu Chen's mouth with the iron clips, clamped his tongue and pulled it out.

"ah!"

Before Lu Chen could react, his tongue was pulled out again.

But after a while, the tongue grew back again, and the ghost pawn continued to pry open his mouth and pull out the newly grown tongue.

Every time the tongue was pulled out, Lu Chen felt a heart-rending pain, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, wishing to commit suicide immediately.

But his consciousness has been kept clear, which makes him extremely puzzled, unable to use the immortal power, no different from ordinary people, why didn't he faint in the face of such huge pain?

"Tongue Pulling Hell, is this the Tongue Pulling Hell? What should I do, I can't use my immortal power, how can I break through?"

Lu Chen watched helplessly as his tongue was stripped off again and again, but there was nothing he could do.

His intuition told him that if he couldn't break through, he might be tied to the iron pillar here and have his tongue pulled out for the rest of his life.

"The Fat and Shou Tuo King said that I will be able to meet Li Hu after passing through the eighteen levels of hell. In other words, the eighteen levels of hell are just a test, but I haven't found a way to pass it."

Lu Chen calmed down, watched the ghost pawn peel off his tongue expressionlessly, and thought secretly, seeking a way to rescue him.

He looked around and saw a ghost with his tongue stripped off. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he firmly believed that he would be able to find a way to pass.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Lu Chen suddenly felt his body loosen and fell from the iron pillar.

"Hey, you boy is not affected by tongue pulling, good, good, now we go to scissors hell."

The ghost soldier snorted, looked at Lu Chen in surprise, grabbed his collar, and walked towards the bottom of Tongue Pulling Hell.

"Passed, I actually passed?"

Lu Chen was stunned, he didn't care about being carried by ghost pawns at all, he was full of doubts, how did he pass the hell of pulling out his tongue?

With his many years of experience in cultivation, he is still full of doubts about this.

"What exactly is going on?"

Lu Chen shook his head vigorously, trying his best to think about the scene just now, the moment of tongue-pulling hell.

"By the way, when my tongue was pulled off for the last time, I didn't seem to feel any pain."

Suddenly, Lu Chen's eyes lit up, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He was sure that it was because he didn't feel any pain that he passed the tongue-pulling hell.

But Chase Lu was still a little puzzled, if he didn't feel pain, would he pass?

"Get down!"

At this moment when he was thinking hard, the ghost soldier pressed Lu Chen on the stone slab, and the slate was dripping with blood, exuding bursts of bloody smell, which made Lu Chen almost vomit.

But he didn't care about these, because the ghost soldier had an extra pair of scissors in his hand, he stared at his hands, and cut them off fiercely.

"Crack!"

Ten fingers were cut off in response.

"ah!"

Lu Chen screamed miserably, his face turned pale, his hands were trembling, dripping with blood, but none of his fingers were gone.

"Hahaha, your boy passed the tongue-pulling hell, which was beyond my expectation. How about it, can you pass the scissors hell?"

The ghost soldier laughed happily when he heard his screams, staring at Lu Chen with scarlet eyes, full of expectation.

"Come again."

After the ghost soldier said this, he saw that Lu Chen's severed fingers had grown back, and he immediately picked up the scissors and cut them again.

"Hold it, I must hold it back."

Lu Chen's lips trembled. Watching the scissors cut off his ten fingers, he suddenly felt a piercing pain and wanted to faint.

It's a pity that his consciousness is so clear that it is impossible for him to faint. He can only watch the severed fingers grow out and be cut off by the ghost pawn again.

"ah!"

Lu Chen cried out in pain, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body trembled. This kind of pain was something he had never felt before, and it was three times more painful than just pulling off his tongue.

"Damn it, just now I forgot the pain and was able to pass through the tongue-pulling hell, why can't I pass through the scissors hell? No, something must be wrong?"

Lu Chen was so anxious that he carefully recalled the scene of the tongue-pulling hell. He didn't feel any pain, so he passed the tongue-pulling hell.

But why can't you feel pain? This is the key to getting through the tongue-pulling hell.

Intuition tells Chase Lu that if he can understand this, he will not only be able to survive the hell of scissors, but also the next sixteen levels of hell.

Looking at the ghost of the scissors hell, ten fingers were forcibly subtracted by the ghost soldiers, and he kept begging, Lu Chen frowned.

"That's right, whether it's Tongue Pulling Hell or Scissors Hell, it's a torture to the physical body, so I just forgot the pain of the physical body, so I was able to get through it."

Suddenly, a clear realization arose in Lu Chen's heart. Tongue-pulling hell and scissors hell seemed to be torture to the physical body, but they were actually a test.

That's why King Fat and Thin Tuo said that Li Hu can only be seen after passing through the eighteen levels of hell.

"Forget the pain of the physical body, or in other words, all these are just appearances, and nothing exists."\u003cspan style='display:none'\u003egfbmmjD6vtLSaDjNAMr7x+cAJfrxmldLwH/ZzyO8z5GisJlPbdeDIGJfyq9N6ALntkPrNLIFSkmT6M4KHQWJrA==\u003c/span\u003e

Lu Chen gradually relaxed himself, emptied his mind, and watched his fingers being cut off calmly, without a trace of fear, as if it was not his own fingers that were cut off, but someone else's.