final catastrophe

Chapter 355 38. Tongue Pulling
Step on.
The rotten hands finally crawled out, and they were held in their palms. When they were free from the soil, they suddenly opened like a silkworm chrysalis and a butterfly, revealing the tongue in the palm.

Tongues can be long or short, thick or thin, and they sway on their own in the absence of wind.

Then all kinds of strange words began to spread into Xia Ji's mind.

These words were not transmitted through the air or other media, but directly sounded from the bottom of my heart, like chanting sutras, over and over again.

Every cut with the sword in the swordsman's hand was absolutely stunning.

Every cut is unmatched by anyone in this world.

But, even so, those voices began to sound from the bottom of his heart.

If the heart is chaotic, will the knife be chaotic?

"That fool is still working so hard for me, tomorrow I will take his gold and silver treasures and leave him, hehehe."

"I lied to her body, and then lied to her heart, but when I was in high school, I dumped him, hehe."

"Honey, I will always be with you."

"Don't worry, children are not deceiving, absolutely honest."

"This matter really has nothing to do with me."

"I'm sorry I didn't know it was going to turn out like this."

"You're a nice guy, but."

"Yeah, I really like you."

"I really hate you."

"Abomination."

"like."

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Each tongue is making a unique sound, or laughing, or sweet talk like poison, or harsh accusation, or cold and ruthless
It seems that all the protagonists in the whole world are yelling in the ears of the comer, making his heart empathize with him.

This is tongue pulling hell.

It is also the entrance to the underworld.

Xia Ji stopped in his tracks, he was still waving the knife.

In fact, in order to come to Huangquan, he had already made sufficient preparations during the days of meditation in Tianzhongzhou. He ran around and found many useful things.

Others look for treasures in order to protect their weak bodies.

As for Xia Ji, it is to cover up his powerful ego, in order to keep himself from being discovered.

It makes people think "Oh, the reason this man is strong is all because of his lucky baby."

He has prepared many treasures.

For example, this ordinary knife.

But a real magic knife.

There are 38 dead dragons hidden in the knife, and three evil fruits that have destroyed the luck of civilization. The split souls and evil fruits are mixed together by strong external forces, and become extremely crazy, full of never-ending roars.

However, with one finger of bergamot, one will act with great perseverance, and the severed fingers will press each other.

The finger of the Buddha is the blade, and the evil and the dead dragon are hidden in the blade.

All unpretentious and nothing more than a balance.

And now.
Facing this tongue-pulling hell, facing everything that seems to be unstoppable, the balance is broken.

Xia Ji suddenly fell silent, as quiet as in a dream.

But the rainstorm is not calm, and the demonic thoughts are not calm.

The giant ghost of Tongue Pulling Hell finally showed his figure, holding a thousand-meter-long iron chain in his left hand, and tongue-pulling iron pliers in three hands on his right. Its whole body is oily green, and wherever it goes, its tongue dodges to the side in extreme fear .

Make way for a highway that leads to death.

A pale avenue.

The road has no end.

Just appeared, then suddenly curled up, the ghost that was the end, with a grinning but not smiling expression, the three iron tongs were already in front of the swordsman.

There are always dead people, but recently there are more living people.
Two days ago, the judges brought in a few in batches, but today they came here by themselves. They really can pull out the tongues of living people.

The iron tongs opened their mouths like three ancient beasts.

The evil ghost uttered the only sentence in human language he knew: "A liar must have no tongue."

In fact, it doesn't care whether it lied or not.

It is already very exciting to be able to pull out the tongue every day.

And these six words are just the process taught to him by the judge, saying that he must say it before execution every time.

It took 50 years for this green-tongued evil ghost to learn these six characters, and now he speaks it like a thief.

While speaking, its iron pincers had already been struck out.

The offensive is as urgent as light.

"untie"

A faint voice came from the void, and the man finally spoke out at the last moment.

An inexplicable word.

With two fingers of his left hand together, he gently stroked the already shining knife, as if touching the satin-like skin, savoring the whiteness of the milk and the smoothness of the silk.

when.
The two fingers swept to the bottom, and as they slid, it seemed that autumn waves surged, and the light of the knife was like the light of a lake, like the light of the sky.

In an instant, everything was lit up, ignited.

With a bang.

The saber was no longer an ordinary saber, and countless strange giant dragon figures began to emerge on it, and at the same time there were waves of painful dragon chants.

Who in this world can slay a dragon?
Evil ghosts can't kill them!
Therefore, Xia Ji made a move.

Following his sword strike, a terrifying aura blasted out, and the ripples rolled backwards, like a waterfall flowing backwards.

"What is a lie?" Xia Ji asked.

"A liar has no tongue."

The devil repeated these words.

After a short exchange of blows, the two were evenly matched.

It's just that Xia Ji didn't move at all, but the evil ghost was pushed back tens of meters and landed in the "Tongue Forest".

Xia Ji asked again: "What is a lie?"

The evil ghost still repeated: "A liar has no tongue."

It can't say anything else, and no one can make it say this line over and over again, so... it thinks this one line is enough
At least it is enough for more than [-] years
However, now it is clearly aware of the lack of lines, how much it has affected its normal communication.

If it can learn two more sentences at ordinary times, it will understand
It should never have said that now.

Because, its repetition irritates the questioner.

"I ask. You. What do you mean. Lie?"

Every word.

Xia Ji stared at the evil ghost coldly.

This time he didn't use the sword, but just lifted the schizophrenic dragon sword.

A gray figure jumped out of his body, before the evil spirit could react, the figure passed through its body together with the knife.

Snapped.
With a soft sound, the figure returned to the swordsman's body almost instantly.

The latter snorted coldly and jumped into the "Tongue Forest".

After a short moment, a moment of silence.

From top to bottom, the evil spirit cracked a twisted centipede trace, and countless pale resentful souls crawled out of the crooked trace, leaving only an empty green body, which fell into the "forest of tongues", and soon Turn it into nourishment and sink into the ground.

At the same time, countless venomous voices and sweet lies began to sound again.

It's a sound that can quickly drive the determined to madness.

Just imagine, if there are thousands of thoughts blowing up in your mind, and you just know that these are lies, will you be crazy?

Every voice is convincingly sincere and sincere, even asking "why don't you believe me".

But they are all lies.

Although the swordsman defeated the evil ghost, he couldn't go on.

Suddenly, he showed a decisive look, and there was a slight curve on his lips.

(End of this chapter)