Myth: My dragons can evolve infinitely

"I owe you to the Lord of Hell, who became the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas through hard work!" the judge said cautiously.

Hearing this, the King of Hell couldn't help but widen his eyes, feeling unbelievable: "How on earth did this Zhu Qing do it and become the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas!?"

The King of Hell remembered that when he was young for the last time, Buddhism was not even founded. Unexpectedly, in just a few years, Buddhism was founded to such an extent that it became the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas...

The judges below were about to answer when suddenly, a majestic voice suddenly echoed quietly throughout the underworld: "When this Taoist ancestor comes to the underworld, isn't there anyone to greet him!?"

Although the words were full of ridicule, anyone could hear the questioning meaning in them.

As soon as he finished speaking, King Yama, who was still trying hard to judge the case in the Yama Hall, rolled out of the Yama Hall like a cat seeing a mouse. The other judges also climbed out quickly, with flattering faces on their faces. His eyes fell on the source of the agitated sound.

The source was none other than Nao Qing, who had just stepped into the underworld. Along with Nao Qing, there were also the ten demon saints and those with extraordinary talents.

At this moment, the kings of hell from other halls who came out of other halls also showed fawning looks, fearing that Zhuo Qing would destroy them all if he was not careful.

"I don't know what kind of wind has brought Mr. Qing here!" King Yama suddenly said, his face full of flattery.

Ignoring all the Yama Kings, Nao Qing just cast his faint gaze on Ksitigarbha, Houtu Empress and others who rushed over after hearing the sound. These people soon appeared in front of Nao Qing and looked at him. Qing's eyes were full of vigilance and fear, fearing that Zhuo Qing's purpose of coming here was not pure.

"I wonder why Daozu Daoqing came here today!?" Empress Houtu suddenly spoke slowly, her voice as sweet as the sound of silver bells.

However, even if such a pleasant voice fell on Nao Qing, it was like nothing. Nao Qing smiled faintly, and his sharp eyes fell on Empress Houtu: "I heard that in this underworld, I heard that, However, it suppresses many extremely powerful people among the thousands of people in the prehistoric era, and some extremely powerful people have even brought a lot of trouble to the giants of Xuanmen. I wonder if Empress Houtu can recommend this place!?"

As soon as Bao Qing finished speaking, Empress Houtu suddenly exclaimed: "This place is indeed in hell, but...these extremely powerful people may have bad tempers and will be difficult to suppress. Once they are let out, It will inevitably set off a wave of bloodshed throughout the six realms."

How could Bao Qing fail to see what Empress Houtu meant? However, it has always been his role to ask for gifts from others, and no one else to him.

"If this Taoist ancestor guessed correctly, those extremely powerful people should all be imprisoned in the eighteenth level of hell!? They must endure unbearable suffering and torture day and night!" said Nao Qing suddenly.

"Yes, that's right!" Empress Houtu nodded heavily. As she spoke, she glanced fearfully at the demon saints, soldiers and generals behind Bo Qing.

"Yes, this is it. A very good training place!"

Bao Qing nodded heavily and showed a satisfied smile.

However, the top ten demon saints and the subordinates who came with them were all shocked when they heard this.

Come to the eighteenth level of hell and experience it! ? This this……

Chapter 380 Experience in the Eighteen Hells? ! The terrifying strength of Zhuo Qing!

Obviously, Bao Qing did not give the ten demon saints and their subordinates a chance to hesitate. He took a direct step and walked directly into the eighteenth level of hell.

"Ah, you..." Houtu Empress on the side was shocked when she saw this scene. She didn't expect that Nao Qing had such courage.

You must know that these eighteen levels of hell suppressed countless top masters from the mythical world in the past. These masters endured the torture of the eighteen levels of hell day and night. Each of them was extremely powerful. If there were not six reincarnations here, I'm afraid these top-level masters would have escaped long ago and wreaked havoc on the Six Realms.

Of course, I don’t know how much effort and effort the underworld spent on capturing and sealing these top masters.

Seeing the dark flames of the eighteenth level of hell burying Nao Qing, Queen Houtu's stunned expression softened a little, and she said in her heart, Nao Qing is seeking your own death, and it has nothing to do with him.

Even the Sanqing Saints could not guarantee that they would be able to survive the horrific suppression of the Eighteenth Level of Hell, let alone Zhuo Qing himself.

As soon as Bao Qing entered, the ten demon saints and his subordinates were stunned for a moment, and then they also walked in and stepped into the eighteenth level of hell.

Although Bao Qing has been to the underworld and hell several times, in fact, this is the first time he has stepped into the eighteenth level of hell.

Sure enough, as he walked into the eighteen levels of hell, a scorching breath rushed towards him, scalding hot, as if he had suddenly entered a steam furnace.

In this steaming furnace, Nao Qing could clearly see countless evil ghosts and innocent souls tied to chains, constantly making their own shrill screams, and when he got closer, the strong aura of strangers was like It was like a huge source of nourishment. The evil ghosts and ghosts who screamed in pain all looked at it, and each of them actually showed greedy looks, as if they wanted to tear Zhuo Qing into pieces. The meat sauce is like swallowing it in the stomach.

When the ten demon saints and their subordinates walked in, the greedy expressions of the evil ghosts and ghosts became even more intense, and each of them bared their teeth and claws.

Suddenly, another shrill scream came, and an innocent soul who had just flown into the eighteenth level of hell was brutally opened by several imps. One of the imps held the imprisoned soul with iron pliers. The long tongue, and then pulled it out forcefully, not all at once, but slowly stretched and pulled...

The visual impact of that scene was beyond shocking.

"This is the first level of the eighteen levels of hell, the tongue-pulling hell, right?" When Nao Qing saw it, he grinned slightly.

In Buddhism, the eighteen levels of hell and the Western Paradise correspond to each other, and among the eighteen levels of hell, each hell is twenty times more painful and twice as painful as the previous hell.

In the first few eighteen levels of hell, the sentence was only ten thousand years, but later on, in the seventeen and eighteen levels of hell, the sentence reached a full 1.3 billion years... thirteen epochs.

One can imagine what kind of characters and monsters are enclosed in these eighteen levels of hell?

When Bao Qing was sighing in his heart, suddenly an evil ghost wanted to pounce on Bao Qing. The corner of Bao Qing's mouth curled up slightly and his eyes moved slightly. The evil ghost seemed to feel some huge pressure and actually crawled directly on the ground. The ground didn't dare to move.

Even the few kiddies who were punishing the new wronged soul in the distance did not dare to move at this moment, and their eyes full of surprise fell on Bao Qing.

After a while, the little ghosts knelt respectfully in front of Nao Qing, their faces full of flattery, while the evil ghosts were even more afraid.

Yao Qing did not stay in the first level of hell for long. These brats could not give him and his men any all-round strength improvement. Soon, Yao Qing came to the sixth hell, the Bronze Pillar Hell.

In this hell, there are already some relatively powerful evil ghosts and ghosts, and these ghosts and ghosts have been tortured and their fighting power is even stronger. Apart from a few weak shrimp soldiers and crab generals left behind by Bo Qingming, Continue to move forward with the large troops.

As for the weaker shrimp soldiers and crab generals, how to deal with those evil spirits and innocent souls is beyond the control of Zhuo Qing.

What he wants is to develop the greatest strength of his men between life and death.