Chapter 1000 The King of Hell?

"me……"

Facing Mark's scrutiny, Zhulong was sweating profusely.

"This restriction seems to be different from the others."

"What do you mean different?" Ye Fan asked: "You can't see it, right?"

"Hmm... more or less." Zhulong replied, shrinking his head at the same time.

Obviously, the waist that had finally straightened up after breaking the restrictions in Storm City was about to bend again.

"I knew you were unreliable."

Ye Fan seemed to have expected this answer, "No more, I will punish you in the beast-controlling space and cement for ten years."

"Fortunately, I have my own means."

As he spoke, Ye Fan recited the mantra, and the next moment, the bright eyes on his forehead suddenly opened.

As a complex of divine eyes, the Qingming Emperor's Eye has the ability to partially defeat the delusional divine eye.

Get rid of falsehood and discern truth from falsehood.

"Isn't there a road?" With the blessing of the divine eye, Ye Fan suddenly saw the bluestone path appearing under his feet.

"Is such a big city paved with bluestone paths?" Ye Fan was a little confused and looked elsewhere, but there were only identical paths.

There are five in total, each stretching into the depths of darkness.

"There should be an illusion under the illusion." Qiongqi suddenly said: "This ghost king is so slippery."

"No matter how many illusions he has, there will always be people here." Ye Fan was not angry, fixed the bluestone path in the middle, and took steps without hesitation.

Snap, snap.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the darkness, and Ye Fan walked deeper and deeper.

Along the way, Ye Fan did not encounter ghosts, but occasionally saw some bloody weapons scattered beside the path.

"The ghosts mentioned by those soldiers may have been deceived by the illusion of the formation." These weapons were obviously unused. Ye Fan had some guesses and tried to close the Emperor's Eye.

And sure enough, the next moment, the bluestone path disappeared, and in the dark space, those weapons appeared in the hands of ghosts. Most of the ghosts looked ferocious and densely packed.

"What the hell."

Even though he was prepared, Ye Fan couldn't help but be startled, and quickly opened the Emperor's Eye, and these ghosts disappeared again.

"Don't seek death, go away!" Even Qiongqi, who looked at the outside world with the help of Ye Fan's eyes, was shocked.

"You believe in Buddhism, isn't this your home court?" Ye Fan asked teasingly: "What is there to be afraid of?"

"You are afraid only if you believe in Buddhism." Qiongqi responded: "Don't be pushy, leave quickly, capture the ghost king and call it a day."

"You're still getting anxious." Ye Fan curled his lips and continued to move without saying much.

Fortunately, with the blessing of the Emperor's Eye, he was exempted from the first illusion. Otherwise, if Zhulong was unreliable, the outcome might be uncertain.

Snap, snap.

The bluestone path finally came to an end, and then, a large palace appeared in Ye Fan's sight.

The palace immediately caught Ye Fan's attention, and then Ye Fan also showed a smile, "I thought I wouldn't be able to finish."

Squeak.

Without any hesitation, Ye Fan stepped forward and opened the door.

Inside the door, the luxurious hall came into view, but it was empty, with nothing in it.

"Where are the people?" Ye Fan walked into the center of the hall and observed carefully for a long time, but he still found nothing unusual.

"Bold mortal, don't kneel down when you see the King of Hell!" A voice suddenly rang in the hall.

"Yama?"

Hearing this voice, Ye Fan was slightly startled and looked at the empty hall, "Where is the King of Hell here?"

"Is it because of your eyes?" Qiongqi asked.

"Oh." Ye Fan reacted and closed the Emperor's Eye again.

Sure enough, as soon as the Emperor's Eye was closed, the scene in the hall immediately changed, and a gloomy scene enveloped Ye Fan.

There are imps all around, they look fierce and their numbers are endless as far as the eye can see.

A long road stretches from Ye Fan's feet to the high platform, as if there is flour sprinkled on it, and it also emits a faint fluorescent light. There is a chopping board on the high platform. Behind the chopping board, a burly man sits with a gloomy face. Next to him, there is a bull's head and a horse's face. It clearly showed that his identity was the King of Hell.

In this dark night, such a scene seems to be just like the world of death described in mythology - the underworld!

"Ye Fan, do you know your guilt?"

Before Ye Fan could react, "The King of Hell" slapped the chopping board on the table.

"It's really a trial." Ye Fan naturally didn't believe that the King of Hell was real, and narrowed his eyes: "What's my crime?"

"You have committed a great massacre! You don't know it?" "The King of Hell" shouted angrily: "How many people died because of you?!"

"Oh, you said I am guilty of murder." Ye Fan nodded: "Then according to what the "King of Hell" said, what crime should I be convicted of?"

"Thousands of arrows pierce the heart!" "The King of Hell" responded, slapping the chopping board again.

"Has this already sentenced me to a thousand arrows piercing my heart?" Ye Fan asked back: "You, the King of Hell, are you interrogating so rashly?"

"Huh?" Ye Fan's rhetorical question made "The King of Hell" stunned for a moment, and then he got angry: "You are so brave!"

"How can I judge, how can I allow you to question it?!"

"It's not that I'm questioning it. Since it's a judgment, there must be fairness." Ye Fan smiled playfully: "I still haven't defended myself."

"Defense? Do you still have a defense?" "The King of Hell" was shocked.

Please defend any good person who goes to hell.

"Yes." Ye Fan nodded and raised his hand.

"Whoa!"

Qiongqi waited for a long time, and when he appeared, he immediately started shouting: "You, the King of Hell, don't know how to impose a sentence?"

"The punishment in the underworld is nothing more than the eighteen levels of hell. How can it be that thousands of arrows pierce the heart?"

"I am the King of Hell, I will not impose a sentence?" Facing Qiongqi, the "King of Hell" was still angry: "Your crimes deserve to go to the 18th level of hell!!"

"The eighteenth level of hell is a hell of swords. Those who cut corners, deceive superiors and inferiors, abduct women and children, and trade unfairly are the ones who enter this one." Qiongqi replied quickly: "You said Ye Fan's crime was murder. , you sentence him to this hell?”

"You call it good at judging, but are you judging Nima?"

"You!" Upon hearing this, "King of Hell"'s eyelids jumped wildly.

It's broken, I met someone who really understands.

"Then I will convince you today." After saying that, "King of Hell" took out a thick book.

After careful observation, after a while, the "King of Hell" raised his head, slightly excited.

"Those who kill will be sent to iceberg hell!"

"The Iceberg Hell is set by women who murder their husbands, commit adultery, and have abortions. Murder here mostly refers to murdering their husbands or unborn babies." Without thinking, Qiongqi curled his lips and refuted the "King of Hell" with great difficulty. Information found.

"Can you do it? You don't even understand how the King of Hell judges sentences?"

"You don't care if I understand or not!" "The King of Hell" was furious, closed the book directly, and stood up: "Today I will sentence you to death with thousands of arrows piercing your heart!"

"Hey." Qiongqi heard this and looked at Ye Fan: "What should I do if this is so unreasonable?"

"He's unreasonable, so of course we don't have to." Ye Fan responded, raised his hand, and swept over with a Jinghong Sword Qi.

As soon as the sword energy was swept away, the little ghosts present immediately turned into birds and beasts and dispersed. The bull-headed and horse-faced guards in front of the "King of Hell" were also shattered in an instant.

Uh-huh.

A strange scene happened immediately. The sword energy hit the "King of Hell", as if it hit an illusory object, and actually passed directly through it.

The sword energy finally dissipated into the darkness.

"Ghost King, you pretend to be like him."

This fantastic scene did not calm Ye Fan, but allowed Ye Fan to see through the true face of the "King of Hell" at a glance.

"It's so mysterious, is that all?"