Reflect the world

Chapter 984 Eighteen Levels of Hell (First Update)
At the top of the boundless sky, a cold and ruthless thought is slowly but firmly recovering.

The thought was huge and terrifying.

Without the slightest emotion, just like the high heaven, cold and ruthless.

At this moment, it is looking down indifferently.

Look down on everyone.

Songzan Debu, one of the ancient Seven Demon Lords, couldn't help shrinking his pupils twice, his face changed in shock, and he said, "Has the Dao of Heaven recovered?"

Hei Qi, one of the seven demon lords, narrowed his eyes, and the black magic knife slowly came out of his scabbard, and one after another tall demon souls appeared behind him.

This terrifying figure from before the ancient times was also extremely alert and aware of the crisis.

The Demon Lord didn't speak, but he also stood up from the bed made of the bones of the gods, showing that such a terrifying figure was not at peace.

The old man who guarded the tomb narrowed his eyes and stared carefully at the sky. There was no trace of frivolity on his face anymore. A pound of pound emerged from his trembling old body, which seemed to be about to fall at any time. The majestic life force made his white hair turn black, and the accumulated wrinkles on his face gradually disappeared, gradually turning into a heroic middle-aged man.

The mere appearance of the unknown existence above the sky put all the top figures present on alert.

The Heavenly Demon, who had just reorganized his body, also had a dignified face, looking at the heavenly world that was approaching this side of the world, he turned sideways and said to Tang Xuanming, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Feeling the cold and ruthless gaze on Tang Xuan's god-like demon-like figure above the sky, he looked at the heavily guarded crowd and said with a smile: "You don't need to be so serious, that's just Tiandao's dog leg."

"Dog legs?"

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the tall figure above the dome, the corners of his mouth twitched, and after watching for a long time, he slowly said: "The Supreme One?!"

The god-like figure stands above the sky, separated from everyone by a celestial barrier. In addition, the nature of the Taishang Wangqinglu and the way of heaven are extremely similar, and they are also indifferent and ruthless.

Therefore, even the big shots present were a little bit inaccurate in judgment, or misjudged.

The demon breathed a sigh of relief, but found that the faces of the ancient seven demon kings and the demon master were still indifferent, and they did not relax at all.

The leader of the ancient seven demon kings did not have the temperament of a demon at all. Instead, he looked gentle and jade-like. He glanced at the sky, then at Tang Xuanming who was still uniting the three realms and six realms, and said solemnly: "Now Far from the time to relax, the Supreme Master has already appeared, and those characters who exist side by side with him will also appear soon.

I already felt the breath of the sky, presumably it was the blue sky. "

"It's not just him, I can feel the aura of the Chaos King, and Guangyuan, he is gradually recovering."

The demon lord spoke two unfamiliar names, but the faces of the ancient seven demon lords and the old man who guarded the tomb showed serious expressions.

Obviously, that is also the most outstanding figure in the world, and may not be inferior to them.

The old man guarding the tomb shouted strangely: "How many sins did you people commit in those years, and you provoked so many people with great supernatural powers? You really killed people. You killed people. Old man, I may have to explain it here today."

He said dejected words, but there was no trace of depression on his face. Instead, his spirit was shining brightly, his body was getting younger and younger, and he was transitioning to the golden age, gradually turning into a young man in his twenties.

Rumble!
Amidst the violent changes, earth-shattering roars suddenly came from the [-]th floor of hell below the Holy City of Baidan.

"Wow, who? The one who is not afraid of death, if you want to die, don't drag us down."

"How did you become a devil? You don't have any vision at all. Who is going crazy? Quickly, kill him."

There was chaos in the [-]th floor of hell, and a group of devils were panicking.

When the phalanges that were suppressing them were shattered with a snap of the fingers, some top devils were ready to run out, but when they sensed what was happening outside, a group of the most terrifying devils all shrank in the [-]th floor of hell. Don't dare to stand up.

"My mother, the first generation of heavenly demons have all escaped."

"It is said that the demon master who communicated with the two worlds of heaven and man has been resurrected."

"There are also those monsters, those monsters who don't know their names at all, but have such terrifying abilities."

A group of devils shrank to the bottom all at once, not daring to make a sound.

The eighteen levels of hell that brought them endless pain in the past can bring warmth to their cold hearts instead.

The most terrifying monster in the world appeared on top of their heads, but they had no intention of recognizing their ancestors and returning to their ancestors.

The reason why the devil is called the devil is because the six relatives do not recognize him and have no feelings at all.

To have a relationship with the legendary first-generation celestial demon and the most terrifying demon master is courting death.

But now, their days of security are coming to an end.

"Who is going crazy down there?"

"Didn't the news get passed on? The devil master and the first generation of heavenly demons are on top, who the hell is courting death?"

The hell is in chaos, and all kinds of voices are noisy.

It's not that they are not courageous enough, but that the first priority of the devil is to coax, and those who are not cowardly enough are already lost in the mist of history.

"It may be that some magic skill is out of control and has gone mad!"

"Don't make noise, hurry up and find out which level of hell is the problem, and quickly suppress that demon."

Amidst the chaotic voices, a grand spiritual thought shook the entire hell. Such a domineering and terrifying voice in the past would definitely cause violent vibrations. The devil is not afraid of heaven and earth, and will not obey such instructions at all.

In particular, the major hells are not connected to each other, they can only transmit sound but not power, and there is no fear between different demon heads.

But it is rare to be peaceful today. In hells of different levels, there are terrifying demon-level figures born, sweeping up the entire hell.

They are afraid that the following situation will attract the attention of the first generation of celestial demons and demon lords, and they will be forcibly killed and swallowed by them, becoming a part of the first generation of celestial demons and demon lords.

"There is no problem with the first level of hell."

"There is no problem with the second hell."

……

"There is no problem with the No. 16 layer of hell."

"There is no problem with the eighteen floors of hell."

One cold exchange of spiritual thoughts after another, only the seventeenth floor of hell did not answer.

Each Demon Lord quickly came to a conclusion.

"The problem arises in the seventeenth hell."

"Quickly, send someone down to suppress that crazy monster."

They immediately made a decision, there was endless blood shining between the sky and the earth, and there was also a terrible cloud of demons shattered, rushing into the seventeenth hell, trying to suppress that crazy demon.

Rumble!
The seventeenth floor of hell roared violently for a while, and then slowly subsided, a group of top devils all breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone thought about it slowly, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't there only seventeen levels of hell in the Guangming Church? Who answered the eighteenth level of hell just now?"

As soon as this question came out, all the Demon Venerables trembled in their hearts, feeling chills down their spines.

"This...maybe it's a prank by some Demon Lord?"

"Which devil boy just messed up?"

The terrifying roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the mighty divine sense swept across the entire Seventeenth Floor of Hell.

Needle drop can be heard throughout hell.

There was not the slightest noise, and there was no answer in the eighteenth floor of hell. It seemed to be a prank just now.

A group of big devils breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, another faint voice was heard.

"There are eighteen layers of hell, and the eighteen layers of hell have always been here."

A layer of white sweat appeared on the back of the Demon Lord who had covered the entire hell with his spiritual thoughts, and they didn't realize who spoke.

(End of this chapter)