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Chapter 520: The so-called hell is nothing more than that
The moment Zuo Xiaoluo escaped from the eggshell hell, clone Thirteen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was a look of pain on his face and he looked a little listless.

Simultaneously.

On top of the giant tree behind him, a layer of creatures exploded one after another, dying so many that not even their corpses were left behind.

Thirteen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "I didn't expect that you could escape from the eggshell hell so quickly?"

"What surprised me most was these monks. They were willing to sacrifice their own lives to save you. It was so touching."

"Ha ha……"

"However, this is far from enough. Since I mentioned the eighteen levels of hell, there are still seventeen levels behind. You just escaped from the eggshell hell by luck. The next level is the real hell."

Zuo Xiaoluo looked at him coldly.

At this moment, with the support of the will of the three armies and the battle formation, her strength is many times stronger than before.

Naturally, it can be seen that the so-called Eighteen Levels of Hell are just an illusion. There is no such thing as Eighteen Levels of Hell.

At the same time, the reason why he is so strong is because of the blessing of the giant black tree, otherwise he would not be so powerful.

She focused her eyes and could see wisps of black lines spreading out from the black giant tree and then wrapping around clone thirteen.

Zuo Xiaoluo flashed and appeared in front of Shisan in an instant, slashing at him with a knife.

"It's useless. How can you kill me without going into the Eighteen Levels of Hell?"

Thirteen stood still, looking at her with a smile.

The result was just as he said. Zuo Xiaoluo's earth-shattering attack did not cause him any harm. The moment her long sword fell, his body seemed to become a phantom, without any scar left.

Zuo Xiaoluo knew that he was not lying to her, so she slowly walked towards him.

"The second level of hell, the scissors hell, appears!"

As the clone Thirteen spoke, Zuo Xiaoluo, who was walking forward, suddenly found that there were shadows of scissors in the sky in front of her. As soon as these scissors appeared, they cut towards her with a cold light.

These scissors can not only attack the body, but also leave irreversible wounds once injured.

Zuo Xiaoluo’s strength is no longer the same as before. As soon as these scissors appeared, she swung them, and all the scissors shattered in an instant. The second level of the scissors hell disappeared before her eyes.

puff!
Clone Thirteen spat out blood again, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.

There were barely noticeable wrinkles on his face, and his body had lost weight out of nowhere.

Simultaneously.

Behind him, on top of the giant tree, all the creatures on the second layer died.

"Open the third level of the Iron Tree Hell!"

Clone Thirteen roared, and an iron tree slammed towards Zuo Xiaoluo.

It is hung with sharp long knives, and anything that touches her will be minced into minced meat in an instant.

Bang bang bang!
Before the iron tree appeared in front of Zuo Xiaoluo, she raised her long sword high, and a shadow of a long sword hundreds of meters long appeared above her head.

The shadow of the long sword fell down, and in an instant, the so-called iron tree was chopped down and exploded.

After this blow.

Zuo Xiaoluo had already walked several hundred meters forward. She was flying in the air, moving forward step by step, with each step carrying an astonishing murderous intent.

At this moment, if we don’t kill this man, how can we be worthy of the dead soldiers?

Before she woke up, thousands of soldiers died at the hands of the enemy in order to wake her up.

now.

Let his life be used to commemorate the dead soldiers!
Looking at Zuo Xiaoluo who was getting closer and closer, Clone Thirteen's expression became extremely ugly.

Behind him, all three layers of creatures died. These creatures were fighting machines that he condensed after devouring countless worlds using the power bestowed by the Nether Tree.

At the same time, with their help, he could also perform the most powerful illusion in the universe.

In his illusions, the real and the unreal, the true and the false, as long as the enemy is not careful, they will be trapped in the environment, unable to escape forever.

but.

He was horrified to find that after Zuo Xiaoluo was dragged into the illusion by him, she had no ability to resist at all.

She almost couldn't get out of the illusion.

But now.

The Thirteenth Clone felt a firmness in her heart that she had never felt before. It was a pure belief and an extremely powerful will, just to kill herself.

Under such circumstances, his illusion could not exert its strongest power at all.

But this is his strongest means of attack, and he doesn't believe that anyone can be unaffected by the illusion.

In fact.

There are really people in this world who are not afraid of his illusions.

If this person were allowed to come, he would probably have died a long time ago.

This person is Zhao Yi. With the power of the Nine Dragon Jade Seal, any illusion in front of him is as if non-existent and can be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Mirror Hell, Steamer Hell, Copper Pillar Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Iceberg Hell
The thirteenth clone materialized all the hells except the eighteenth level of hell in one breath.

For an instant.

These hells trapped Zuo Xiaoluo, with mountains of swords and seas of fire, mountains of ice and flames, and giant pillars of blood pools.
All of them appeared around her.

Countless attacks came towards Zuo Xiaoluo.

The Thirteenth Clone looked at Zuo Xiaoluo who was struggling to hold on in hell. After suffering continuous attacks, she looked more and more embarrassed. A conceited expression appeared on his face.

He was vaguely unable to control himself after performing such a powerful illusion in one breath.

But as long as he could hold on for a few breaths, he believed he would be able to kill it.

However.
Just when he was feeling proud, a cold voice appeared in his ears.

"What? Is this all your strength?"

The Thirteenth Clone was horrified. He turned around stiffly and found that Zuo Xiaoluo appeared behind him unharmed.

The tip of the knife was pointing at his heart. Although she couldn't kill him, this scene was enough to subvert his cognition.

"you"

"This"

He was dumbfounded, not knowing why all this was happening.

In the distance, in the hell he created, Zuo Xiaoluo was still struggling and was in danger of being killed at any time.

Zuo Xiaoluo looked at him with disdain: "Is this what you call an illusion? It's nothing special. Once my mind is strong enough, not only will I not be afraid of your illusion, but I will also be able to use your own method to return the favor."

"Since you can use the giant tree behind you to create an illusion, why can't I use a hundred thousand soldiers to put you in an illusion as well?"

After saying that, Zuo Xiaoluo waved her hand, and her own figure in the distance instantly exploded.

The burst of energy instantly destroyed the so-called illusion.

In front of her.

At this moment, the thirteenth clone's body was constantly making explosions, blood was spurting into the sky, and his breath was extremely weak.

(End of this chapter)