I have a book of salvation

At this moment, Jin Sheng was a little confused.

To be honest, the battle just now seemed to have taken a long time, but in fact only half a quarter of an hour had passed.

Jin Sheng didn't even react at all. He was slapped firmly to the ground and couldn't get up.

He couldn't understand it.

His Taoism is the lowest level of Taoism.

But his age is only in his early twenties.

For the Jin family, which has the blessing of ancient blood, this is not even one-twentieth of his life.

Being so young and so virtuous has even attracted the attention of Tianji Pavilion, and his name is on the Tianjiao Monument.

After his "ancestral transformation", his combat power soared to perfection in a short period of time!

This is a terrifying Taoist practice that is just a hair short of breaking through to the fifth realm of soul!

——Only inferior to those monsters from the Seven Saints and Eight Families!

But even for him, he came to Huaiyu City, which appeared to be the capital city of Yuhua, but was actually the soil and nutrients of the main city.

To be crushed like this!

Even the battle just now couldn't be called a battle.

Pure crushing!

What Jin Sheng can be sure of at this moment is that if the masked man wants to, he can even end the battle in an instant!

It took so long just because the other party was willing.

Until he got tired of playing, he slapped him to the ground, just like swatting a fly to death.

Sink deep into the ground and cannot rise again!

Rustle, rustle——

While he was dazed, the sound of boots stepping on broken rubble brought Jin Sheng back to reality.

Bring back the cold, bloody reality.

——To kill him.

At that moment, it was like waking up from a big dream, followed by endless pain and fear!

Jin Sheng struggled to raise his head and saw the figure in black and white opera robes with a ferocious face, approaching step by step.

Like an executioner sharpening his knife, he walked over with a sinister smile.

It was early winter, the weather was cold and the ground was freezing, and the pale mist spit out from under the sinister face, as if it were a ghost from hell.

Declared dead.

Jin Sheng watched helplessly as he came to him, stretched out a hand, grabbed his throat, and lifted him up.

The shattered bones could not support his body, and it drooped down weakly, swaying.

The unparalleled genius of the eighteenth-century murderous family was mentioned like a dead dog.

The hoarse voice came to mind.

"I said you would hold your head in your hands and kneel at the door."

It was like a declaration, calm and slow, but with a bone-chilling cold murderous intent.

It made Jin Sheng tremble all over!

His whole body and mind were instantly enveloped by the fear of death, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Death has never been unfamiliar to Jin Sheng.

When he was born, the throats of those lowly "animals" were slit, and the hot blood spurted out, drenching him all over, awakening the ferocity and wildness hidden deep in his blood.

And as he grew up, robbing lives became as commonplace as eating and drinking.

From beginning to end, Jin Sheng never felt there was anything wrong with this.

I don’t think the so-called death is anything to be afraid of.

Until now.

When death really comes, when he can see the end of life with his own eyes.

He had just now deeply realized the despair and fear of those creatures who had disappeared in his hands.

His body trembled.

But because his bones and meridians were all broken, if he moved even a little, the pain like needle pricks would hit him endlessly, drowning him like a tide!

"I..." Holding back the pain, Jin Sheng said, "I am from the Eighteenth Murderous Family..."

"Shh..." The masked man stretched out a finger and put it in front of his mouth, interrupting him, "Don't ask for mercy."

There was despair in Jin Sheng's eyes.

Then, the hoarse voice sounded again.

"Because you will immediately understand that death... is also a luxury."

After hearing this, Jin Sheng was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that the ferocious face in front of him was getting farther and farther away, becoming more and more ethereal, and disappeared.

The surrounding world seemed to be covered with a deep black veil, and it could no longer be seen clearly, until... it was completely shrouded in darkness.

In a daze, he heard a voice.

"——Marriage dream."

Then, the world collapsed!

When the "light" shined again, Jin Sheng just opened his eyes.

Surprisingly, when he woke up, all the injuries on his body were restored to their original state.

No injury, no fear, no pain and no death.

The fierce-looking man with facial makeup disappeared like a nightmare.

My heart was still shaking, and I was breathing heavily.

At the same time, I am extremely angry!

"I'll remember you... When I get back to the main city... I'll definitely invite someone to come and wipe you out!"

In a daze, Jin Sheng murmured.

But the next moment, he found that the "light" in front of him gradually became hotter.

It's like...the rolling sun!

He looked up subconsciously.

I saw that there was no sun there, but an endless sea of ​​fire, crackling and burning!

In the sea of ​​​​fire, there are still figures that were burned black, struggling in pain, turned into charcoal, and then reunited out of thin air, buried in the sea of ​​​​fire!

It's like there is no escape from reincarnation, being burned to death and resurrected again and again, endlessly.

Even Jin Sheng, who was a murderer, felt extremely numb about this!

"Hey hey hey..."

At this moment, a strange and sharp laughter sounded from behind him!

Jin Sheng was startled and turned around to look!

Then he saw an evil ghost with a green face and fanged teeth, holding an iron hook with a cold light in his hand, grinning, showing his strong white teeth.

"--It's your turn."

Poof!

The blood-stained iron hook penetrated his chest in an instant. He picked it up and threw it away!

Jin Sheng was thrown into the blazing sea of ​​fire as if he had no power to resist!

Just like adding fuel to the fire, the endless sea of ​​​​fire suddenly boils!

Crackling!

The terrifying high temperature scorched his body, scorching his skin, burning his hair, drying out his flesh and blood, and burning his bones...

Severe pain spread all over every inch of Jin Sheng's body in an instant!

He cried out in agony!

But the hysterical screams were drowned in the raging sea of ​​fire, and no one heard. Only the ferocious evil ghost with green face and fangs appeared outside the sea of ​​​​fire, looking at it coldly like a heartless machine.

Endless pain, I don’t know how long it lasted.

Jin Sheng was burned to ashes!

But the next moment, as if in a dream, his body reorganized in the fire, and then burned again!

At that moment, he seemed to see that in the sea of ​​​​fire, the creatures that had died under his hands appeared like evil ghosts, crazily eating every inch of his flesh and blood!

Pain, death, rebirth... seem to be endless reincarnations, happening to Jin Sheng.

The unimaginable horror and pain made his whole spirit begin to collapse and teeter on the verge of collapse!

I don’t know how much time has passed, I don’t know how many years have passed.

The green-faced and fanged evil spirit who looked on like a statue with cold eyes finally moved. With a pull on the chain, Jin Sheng was pulled out as his mind collapsed.

At this moment, his eyes were lifeless, but he seemed to be aware of something, and he showed a smile of relief.

At this moment, he just understood.

Why...expect death.

But just when he thought that this terrible reincarnation was finally over, the green-faced and fanged evil spirit dragged him by the chain to a boiling oil pot, grinned, and threw him in!

Puff puff puff puff!

The sound of boiling hot oil burning the skin sounded again!

A new cycle of hell begins!

Jin Sheng's eyes suddenly lost all light, leaving only despair!

Obviously, he didn't listen carefully to Yu Chen's words.

What he said was - half an hour later, let you hold your head and kneel at the door.

But their battle only lasted half a quarter of an hour.

The rest of the time is... a cycle of endless pain in hell.

How can some sins be punished by death?

If Jin Sheng had known this, he would have killed himself with a knife before the masked man came, and everything would be over!

It's a pity that there is no if!

real world.

After Yu Chen used his magical power to marry a dream, he threw Jin Sheng to the ground.

At this moment, the genius of the Jin family was blind, his whole body was trembling, he was struggling constantly, and he was enduring the torture of hell in his dream.

Yu Chen watched all this with cold eyes.

In his view, death is not the end. No matter how bad you do, you will be punished.

This is true for everyone, and it should be so.

Time passed bit by bit.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour has arrived.

But in the dream, thousands of years have passed.

Snap!

Yu Chen snapped his fingers.

Wake up from a big dream!

At that moment, Jin Sheng's eyes regained consciousness.

The whole person was struggling on the ground!

Although he had woken up from the dream, the endless torture and pain had already destroyed his mind.

Even if Yu Chen lets him go at this moment.

It’s also useless.

"I was wrong...I was wrong...I was wrong...I was wrong..."

He was on the ground, kowtowing, his mouth and eyes were crooked, and his saliva was drooling, like a crazy fool, he kept repeating.

"That's enough, let's hit the road."

The hoarse voice echoed in Jin Sheng's ears.

His whole body was shocked, as if he had received an amnesty, and a happy smile appeared on his face!

Like a foolish fool, he walked step by step to the grand entrance of Jin's house.

With a pop, he knelt down.

He kept mumbling, wrong, wrong, wrong.

But there was a relieved smile on his face, extremely cheerful, as if the air was as sweet as honey.

He put his hands on his chin, his mouth wide open, and smiled foolishly.

Use force!

Poof!

There was a sound like flesh and blood being torn apart!

His own head was torn off, held in his hand, and he knelt at the door.

At this moment, the vermilion door made a heavy friction sound and was pushed open!

As soon as Zhu Biao opened the door, he encountered such a scene.

Jin Sheng, the genius of the Jin family, one of the eighteen powerful murderers, was kneeling at the door with a weird smile on his face.

Then he tore off his head abruptly and held it in his hands.

Like atonement.

In an instant, an indescribable coldness rose from the heels of the Huaiyu Palace Commander and went straight to his forehead!