Anomalous Collector

In the prison town, gusts of gusts of wind rushed out of the void and roared.

　　 The prison town that was originally slumped is like a giant beast awakened from a deep sleep, and those slumped and broken places are quickly recovering.

　　 On the walls of the originally dim prison, hideous and twisted ghost reliefs appeared one after another, holding blood-red lights, shining a strange blood in the entire prison.

　　 Li Fan felt at this time that his own will has completely connected with the entire prison.

　　His will is the will to suppress prison!

　　 Through the ground of the prison, he also saw that there were almost endless purgatory under the prison.

Among this horrible purgatory are Tongue Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Evil Mirror Hell, Steamer Hell, Bronze Pillar Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Ice Mountain Hell, Oil Pot Hell, Niu Keng Hell, Stone Pressure Hell, Pulverized Mortar Hell, and Volcanic Hell Most of them are similar to the **** in human imagination, and some are more terrifying and cruel than human imagination. Among them, there are twisted creatures like shadows, which come from The weird existence in the deepest part of the abyss feeds on pain.

　　 This purgatory either blends with each other, or twists and turns, somewhere between reality and illusion.

　　 There is no need for any jailer at all. Once the prisoner is thrown into purgatory, all these terrifying punishments will be imposed on him!

　　 No wonder the prisoners in the town are so behaved.

　　 And they are so in awe of the Lord of Prison.

　　 Obviously, as long as the master of the prison is willing, they can make the creatures in the abyss worse than death.

　　 This is the literal meaning of life is better than death.

　　 Li Fan also felt that in the prison, he possessed enough power to crush the eight heads and others, reaching the so-called dominance level.

　　 Although this power cannot be used outside the prison, it is enough.

　　 raised his hand and looked at his slender fingers with four knuckles, the **** pattern on his skin had been brightened with flames, and the pale ghost couldn't help but smile.

　　 This is the feeling of power...

　　 At this time, he also discovered that in addition to the underground purgatory, there are also many areas in the prison that have not been seen and reached before.

　　 For example, a room similar to an altar, a rest room that is obviously a bedroom, a utility room with a lot of things stacked, and even a hidden library, and so on.

　　 has to be developed by him, the lord of the prison.

　　 But this is not the top priority now...

　　 Li Fan casually put the pile of materials in his hand aside, and walked towards the prison area.

　　 He has seen eight songs through the jail.

　　 The powerful eight-sounding king has come out of his cell, and the rope that blocks the cell is grasped by his tentacles. The eight heads are closed and his eyes are closed, his expression reveals self-confidence.

　　 and the majesty of the eight kings alone!

　　 The three servants of life were whispering in the opposite cell at this time, looking at eight poems with foolish eyes from time to time.

　　 And eight heads open their eyes from time to time with one or two heads, and look at the three servants of life with the eyes of a fool.

　　 The sound of footsteps reverberated in the prison area, and the eight heads of the eight poems opened their eyes in an instant, with a solemn expression, squinting to look in the direction of the footsteps.

　　 Soon, in the dim light of blood red, the pale ghost with a black fire crown appeared here.

　　 Li Fan looked at the eight kings, and the other side also looked at him equally.

　　 In the sixteen eyes of the Eight Dharma Kings, at this time, it is no longer the solemnity and horror before, but the majesty and respect of an abyss master.

　　 Li Fan slowly said:

　　 "Eight songs, are you waiting for me?"

　　 The eight heads of the eight poems trembled at the same time, and they said in unison:

　　 "Standing in front of you is the king who controls happiness, anger, sorrow, greed, hatred, love and hatred, the nightmare of mankind, the master of emotions! You should call me by the name of God! Eight heads of Dharma!"

　　 At this time, he glared at the pale ghost in front of him. There was no longer the awe and flattery in his eyes, only anger and hatred!

　　 Hundreds of thousands of years of anger under the backlog!

　　 is like turbulent and hot magma.

　　 Li Fan was expressionless and said slowly:

　　 "Then, eight Karmapa, are you waiting for me?"

　　 Seeing that the other party was so peaceful, the eight heads couldn't help but hesitate for a while, and then instantly thought that this was just a blind eye for the other party, using the psychology of these prisoners, and then the eight heads continued to say:

　　 "Yes! I just want to ask you, the great master of the prison, have you lost your power or even control the prison, you can only use the power of the prisoners of us to survive and continue your majesty?"

　　 said, he squinted his eyes to look at each other, his eyes full of hatred.

　　 In the cell, the three servants of life also quietly squeezed in front of the peeping window at this time, watching everything in front of them.

　　 In their opinion, if the eight poems dare to be so provocative, they will definitely encounter the most painful punishment, and even disappear in ashes.

　　 Unexpectedly, the lord of the prison nodded slightly and said calmly:

"No, it should be said that I have never had the power. The real master of the prison has not returned from the abyss. I am just an ordinary human who happens to be like this. I am even surprised at who you are. Surprised at where this abyss is."

　　His voice and expression are sincere, because what he said is the fact, and there is no need to act.

　　 That’s all for the Three Slaves of Life, the eight poems have been in contact with the prisoner in front of them from the very beginning, thinking of the other party’s previous performances, combined with the other party’s words, immediately believed 90%!

　　 Eight heads showed shock at the same time, and murmured:

　　 "It turned out to be like this... it turned out to be like this! I should have thought of it long ago..."

　　 Then the eight heads showed a hideous color at the same time, and said sternly:

　　 "It turns out that there is no real incarnation at all, that is you! You are just an ant-like human! You dare to cheat the great eight Dharma kings!"

　　 Li Fan sincerely said:

　　 "Yes, I just lied to you, do you want to go now?"

　　 Eight 狰狰道:

　　 "Go? Hahahahahahaha! Humble human! You don't even know the horror of the Eight Dharma Kings! Hand over the reality channel you control, and I will give you the most painless way to die..."

　　 As he spoke, eight of them had flashed in front of Li Fan like a ghost. Eight heads simultaneously looked at the Lord of Prison Town from all directions, and their eyes were full of enthusiasm and sorrow.

　　 Everything makes sense, this humble human dare to deceive him!

　　 The Lord of Prison Town has already died in the abyss!

　　 These news stimulated his will like a bomb, and made him so excited that he couldn't think more.

　　 Although the sad head faintly felt that something was wrong, it just didn't know how to persuade the other heads.

　　 Li Fandao:

　　 "The channel is in my body, or that I am the channel to reality, come and take it."

　　 The eight songs are completely uncontrollable at this time, and shouted wildly:

"good!"

　　 More than a dozen tentacles pierced the pale ghost in front of him, and the eight heads opened their mouths at the same time, ejecting scorching white light.

　　 He has regained his strength, even if the other party is really the master of the prison, it is only a weak one...

　　 At this moment, Bashou suddenly felt that everything around him seemed to freeze.

　　 His tentacles and head were frozen in place at the same time, and even the devastating white light emitted from his mouth was frozen in mid-air only halfway through.

what happened?

　　 Has time stopped?

　　 Eight poems were shocked.

　　 Only then he discovered that the pale ghost in front of him shook his head slightly.

　　 It's not that time has stopped, but that he himself is frozen!

　　 This power even exceeded his imagination, leaving him with no resistance at all!

　　 The excitement just now extinguished in the heart of Eight Songs, as if all eight heads were buried in the iceberg, his heart was like an ice cellar!

　　No, no...

　　He has power...He has power!

　　 There was extreme fear flashing in the sixteen eyes of the eight poems, looking at the pale ghost in front of him.

　　 The other party is laughing.

　　 It was a joking smile, a cruel smile.

　　 Eight heads only felt dizzy at the same time with eight heads. In a moment, the terrifying and cruel past of the lord of the prison, as well as the perverted fear that made the back chill, all rushed to his heart.

　　 Many memories have even been sealed in dust for hundreds of thousands of years, but at this time they have become particularly clear.

　　 That is the memory of him being tortured time and again by the Lord of Prisons. Just thinking about it, he feels that life is better than death.

　　 And now, this feeling that life is better than death is stronger than ever.

　　 Looking at each other's smile, Bashou's heart was bright, and he closed his eyes in despair.

　　 I understand it all, I understand it all...

　　 What shows weakness, what mankind replaces the story of the lord of the prison, what loses all power.

　　 is all made up, all fake!

　　 Even those things that took him to the reality to do may be a illusion of arrangement.

　　The purpose is only to torture him, to drive him crazy, to make him desperate.

　　 The heart of the eight poems is as gray as death, and the power he is proud of has no room to struggle in front of the other party at this time.

　　 Rao was so careful that he fell into a trap and became the opponent's plaything.

　　 From beginning to end, the lord of the prison may have been waiting for the joy of this moment.

　　 The pleasure of playing with prey.

　　 Two lines of tears fell from the corners of the eyes of the head representing hate, and trembling pleaded:

　　 "Prisoner, I'm wrong, I don't dare anymore, I'm wrong, please let me go, let go of the poor eight poems, I'm just a humble worm, I'm just..."

　　 The pale ghost in front of him shook his head and said:

"You are not wrong. In fact, you were right from beginning to end. I really lost all my power. I just happened to be able to control the prison. I didn't intend to punish you. I just happened to find that there was another one under the prison. Purgatory, go feel it for me and see how this purgatory is."

　　 The eight heads and sixteen eyes of the eight poems are opened to the largest at the same time, and the eyes are full of fear and regret.

　　 Hearing what the other party said, he knew that the lord of the prison was still teasing him and torturing him, and would not forgive him at all.

　　 And, purgatory!

　　 eight heads said in unison with trembling voices:

"No! Please! I don’t want to go to Purgatory! It’s the most terrifying place in the abyss. I will atone for my mistakes, please..."

　　 Li Fan said lightly:

　　 "Then go and redeem."

　　 As soon as the voice fell, a blood-red flame appeared under the eight heads, like a fire burning in the void, dragging him into the ground, disappearing, leaving only a screaming scream.

In the endless horror space of purgatory, the body of the eight heads is still in the air, and has been cut into eight pieces by the sharp blade that volleyed into the air, each with a head, and then eight pieces of still conscious remains are blown to different purgatory by the gale , Burning, deep-frying, blood-boiled, freezing, mortar, etc., etc., proceeded uninterruptedly.

　　 Li Fan just glanced through the ground, shuddered, and immediately stopped prying.

　　 He is a kind-hearted person, so he can hardly see this.

In the cell on the side of 　　, the three servants of life were trembling with fright by this scene, and at the same time secretly rejoicing that they are still the three clever, otherwise it is them who are in purgatory now!

　　 The lord of the prison town is even more perverted than the legend, just to torture a prisoner, he set up such a huge round, step by step to lure the prisoner into it.

　　 is really terrible to the extreme.

　　 They have made up their minds, no matter who says anything, they will not dare to resist the Lord of Prison.

　　I can’t believe a word of his words!

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　　 (Eight songs got what you wanted, please [monthly ticket]~~Good night everyone~~)