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The sound of wailing, begging for mercy, cursing, the sound of sarcasm was extremely shrill, just like a ghost wailing in hell, unaware of it.

No, maybe this is the real Nine Nether Hell.

When the abbot of Dabei Temple walked into the cave, the first thing that caught his eye was the person who hanged upside down and bleed, the person who died in vain and could not be reborn, and the person who burned and soaked inch by inch of flames.

The bloodlever was wailing, and blood was released from his head little by little. He could clearly feel the fear and fear on his body, coupled with his sarcastic wail, vaguely shaking a certain story message, even fitting with it, but something was always missing. The story message could not be completely condensed and condensed into seeds.

"Abbot, you see, this is the soul of the destruction of death. He is the most successful person to die. In order to obtain such an excellent 'fat field', this person has been wronged seven times and reborn eight times, but the next one is on the verge of death. At his most desperate moment, we planted a prison for death on him, and now it is one step away."

"His soul has been fixed by us. After death is over, we will definitely not be able to enter the wheel soul for rebirth, even if the soul is scattered. This guy has amazing qualifications and is fertile enough. He may have been called the process of gathering the seeds of the story."

"Abbot, now you are going to take the last step. Do you want to take a look here?"

A man wearing a black robe and holding a blood-dripping whip in his hand, walked up and said respectfully to the abbot of Dafoe Temple.

"Well, you've reached the last step?"

"Yes, then start."

"Hopefully there will be a good result."

The host nodded and looked at the person who had died in vain and was fixed on his soul.

I saw that his whole body was like a dry bone, his whole body was tattered and filled with various wounds, his eyes were without a trace of brilliance, extremely gray and white.

In fact, if you say it was a vain death, if you look closely, this human body did not die completely, and you can also see slight signs of breathing.

"Abbot, you also know that this body cannot be completely killed. Otherwise, even if we fix our souls, we will not be able to complete the last step. Therefore, we use an amazingly vibrant medicinal material to plant it in the heart of this person. With this medicinal material, his body will not completely collapse."

"Look, that's what!"

The man in black walked into the human body, endured the stench and blood around him, and pulled open the broken clothes. He saw that there was a blood-red plant in the mouth of the heart. Its rhizome had penetrated deeply into the person's heart. When ingesting the blood energy of the body, he held the last trace of vitality with his own vitality.

Don't let him die completely!

"Yes, what is this plant called? Is it also a story species?"

The abbot nodded and asked.

"This is not. According to the above, this should be a plant-type story species, which pollutes and erodes mutant plants. It uses human blood as food, but contains strong activity. Its body should be ordinary ginseng. However, this kind of thing will be used in the human body, which will cause strong pain, which can be transmitted to the soul and ignore physical blockade."

"Abbot, don't look at the indifferent body of this 'Fei Tian', in fact, his three souls and seven spirits are fixed, but he feels pain all the time."

The man in black said with a smile.

"It's good to be painful. The more painful you are, the more you feel hatred. The more you hate, the more you are desperate about your life. In this way, the story introduction can grow, and the final story seeds take root and sprout and condense in the 'fat field'."

The host clapped his hand and exclaimed with a smile.

"Then let's take the last step. This time, the abbot is here to preside over the overall situation. I think there must be a good result."

"Come here, tell him the information he wants to know the most, and finish his last words, and then send him on his last journey!"

The man in black shouted loudly.

Several subordinates came over, lay down to the person's ear, and shouted loudly.

"Lu Chao, do you know why you died in vain? Yes, it's your wife! She colluded with Zhao Laosan and wronged you, and wanted you to die, and then occupied your property with Zhao Laosan and lived a happy life!"

"Haha, you are so sad. Do you know? In fact, the first time you were wronged was also caused by your wife. Your mother also participated in it. In order to share the property, you can help your brother find a good future and kill you."

"Yes, you are so stupid. You died seven times in vain. They actually did it. You are also lucky enough to tell fortunes, and you escaped at the last moment, but this time it's really not possible. Your wife and I have killed you for you and spent a lot of effort to frame you. All the evidence points to you, proving that you killed your child in anger!"

"Yes, your poor child is dead, but what I want to tell you is that the dead is the little daughter you don't like, your eldest son is living well. Why don't you always suspect that your little daughter is not your own child? On the contrary, your eldest son is the income from your wife's adultery with Zhao Laosan, and your little daughter is your biological child."

"Are you... despair? hatred? pain? How does it feel to be wronged?"

"If you hate it, try to feel it, accept it, let it take root and sprout! Let it avenge you and give you your last journey!"

The shouts received by several people seemed to have reached Lu Chao, the ears of this man who was about to die in vain.

His body, which was as shaped like a withered body, actually moved, and his mouth even opened slightly, making a whirring sound.

A deep light burst out from his shriveled and heartless eyes.

This is incredible. You must know that his soul is fixed and cannot control his body at all.

Just like a dead body, why can it still move?

At this moment, both the abbot and the man in black all widened their eyes and looked carefully.

A little excited.

Is the story coming together?

After going through thousands of hardships and hundreds of fertile soil, one case has finally completed the entire process?

However, before they could continue to be excited, they saw that the withered human body suddenly collapsed inward, shattering layer by layer, as if it collapsed and collapsed from the inside.

Just a few seconds later, accompanied by a strange wailing sound, the person's body completely collapsed, some blood and flesh fragments turned into ashes, some dissipated nothingness, and finally only a piece of gray-black residue and a piece of white meat as big as a palm.

It seems to be part of the brain.

"The body is destroyed, and the fixed soul is dispersed."

"Sir...the experiment...failed!"

The man in black smiled bitterly and sighed.

He thought the abbot would punish him, but he didn't expect that the latter shook his head, walked into the pile of residue, and twisted the brain tissue with his hands.

"Failed is failure, but..."

"The story information contained in this story introduction is a bit heavier... We are not far from success!"

"It seems that according to the method circulating there, it is indeed feasible!"

"Nine Netherworlds and Eighteen Prisons, seeds of hell!"
Chapter completed!