Summon the Emperor System

"What?"

"One thousand and eight hundred floors!"

"I...poof..."

Zhao Hao's words made the top ten Yan Jun scream out in shock, all of them were so horrified that they almost spurted a mouthful of old blood together. For a while, their whole body trembled wildly, their faces trembled wildly, and their hearts trembled wildly!

Threatening to build 1,800 layers of hell, my God! Do you want to slaughter all the people in the world? And locked up in your private dark hell? From which world is this kid a great tyrant? He is so violent that he is insane.

"What?" Zhao Hao said carelessly, "Is there a problem?"

"It can't be done, this really can't be done." After a burst of collapse and being speechless, the ten Yan Jun couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry together.

"Little emperor, you don't know. There are only eighteen floors at most in this hell." King Qin Guang sweated, pointing to the sky and then to the ground: "This is the rule of heaven and earth."

"It's the rules of heaven and earth again."

Zhao Hao sneered contemptuously, then nodded grinningly, without the slightest bit of shame on his face, and said: "Well, I also want to have my own eighteen levels of hell, so stop talking nonsense, now Just start building."

Damn, if you build a building, can't you just keep going up? This hell, it's not going to work. Sooner or later, he will break all the rules of the world and make himself the rule of the world.

Zhao Hao is also close to the system, as big as his imagination is, he has as much courage as he has!

In the world, how can there be a second eighteen levels of hell? The ten Yan Jun looked at each other face to face, full of distress and shock.

"What are you still doing? Build hell for my master."

Sun Wukong held up the golden cudgel impatiently and yelled, bared twice, bared his teeth and threatened: "If you keep ink, believe it or not, my grandson will beat you to ashes with a stick."

Under the golden rod, the top ten Yan Jun trembled again.

Zhao Hao was delighted, this monkey hair, except for its fake strength, was completely the same as Monkey King's avatar, lifelike.

The ten Yan Jun once again looked at each other face to face, and then nodded in unison.

It's not that they forcibly changed the rules of the world, but Zhao Hao forced them. No matter what terrible consequences that cannot be dealt with in the future, it has nothing to do with them...

"good!"

Certainly in their hearts, the top ten Yan Jun gritted their teeth together and let out a cry.

boom!

The ten Yan Jun flew into the air together, and stood in a circle according to the heaven and earth gossip square formation, and began to release the majestic and infinite power of death from their bodies.

Although they can't beat Monkey King, the special power they can control is unique in the world.

Zhao Hao's heart skipped a beat.

Although he has been forcing the top ten Yamas to build a hell, he has always been curious about how to build a 'hell' and how he can control and own it.

Finally, the mystery is about to be revealed!

Rumble!

The gossip of the heavens and the earth began to rotate, and suddenly, the earth shook violently, and there was a muffled and muffled magical howl, which continued to be heard in the deep underground. Soon, the ground shook violently, the evil spirit of death filled the world, and the entire underworld seemed to be shrouded in death!

"start!"

Standing above the gossip of heaven and earth, King Qin Guang, King Chu Jiang, King Song, King Five Senses, King Yama, King Biancheng, King Taishan, King Metropolis, King Pingping, and King Zhuanlun raised their hands to the sky and drank loudly. .

"I can't live!" "I can't die!" "I can't tell the pain!" "I can't cry!"

With one shout after another, the ten Yan Jun pointed to the ground with both hands, and a thick black breath of death spread into the ground.

The entire land of the underworld began to throb and change continuously.

Under the infusion of mana from the Ten Great Lords of Yan, an extremely terrifying scene appeared in Zhao Hao's eyes, which made his hair stand on end.

Amidst the dull roar of the earth, one could see that the land of the underworld, which was filled with the evil spirit of death, turned into an endless sea of ​​blood. In the sea of ​​blood, countless white corpses gradually emerged, and suddenly, it turned into an endless sea of ​​corpses.

The sea of ​​corpses floated up, and soon, as if they had experienced the baptism of time, they all turned into a mess of white dead bones, and turned into an endless sea of ​​bones.

The sea of ​​bones seemed to be crushed by countless giant wheels, sank down, and turned into an endless black sea of ​​death...

The earth is constantly changing, and various terrifying scenes appear.

"Gather death power, condense hell."

Standing in the direction of the eight trigrams of heaven and earth, the ten Yan Lords had extremely solemn expressions, and raised their hands to the sky together.

Immediately, strands of death energy containing all kinds of horrors continuously rose from the ground and gathered in the center of the ten Yan Jun...

At this moment, a black spot the size of a fist appeared in the center of the top ten Yamas, as if it could swallow everything in the world, it crazily absorbed the terrifying and dead energy into it...

This whole process lasted for three days.

The black dots gathered at the center of the ten Yan Jun gradually turned into a small black tower under the condensed and tempered horror of death. The small tower has 18 floors, emitting infinitely terrifying magic light, as if it contains a world of infinite evil.

boom!

At this moment, the majestic aura erupted again from the bodies of the top ten Yan Jun emperors, and they began to wave their hands together, and black gas full of evil shot into the small tower one after another.

Take a closer look, the black gas is in the shape of various instruments of torture, such as iron spikes, scissors, steamer, oil pan, stone mill, knife saw, soul-killing stick, Yin-breaking copper pillar...

Another three days passed.

Finally, the aura released by the top ten Yan Jun gradually retracted, and the terrifying scene on the earth disappeared.

"Little emperor, according to your request, we have done it for you." King Yan Luo held the small black tower in his hand, and brought it to Zhao Hao, and said: "This thing is called the hell tower. After activation, it can hold endless dead souls." .”

The top ten Lords of Yan fell back to Zhao Hao's side one after another. They were all dying, and looked very exhausted. Condensing this tower of hell almost exhausted their divine power.

Zhao Hao's heart was shaken, and he swept the small tower into his hand with a wave of his sleeve. The small tower was only a finger and a half high in the palm of his hand, but Zhao Hao felt that the dead space inside was huge and endless.

The small tower in the palm is a new 18-story hell.

If you want to conquer the world, first build hell. At this moment, hell is already in Zhao Hao's palm. Hell Tower, this is a treasure that has just been condensed, but it has not been activated yet.

"How can I activate it?" Zhao Hao asked.

"This is very simple."

King Yan Luo said: "You just need to take this pagoda to the 18th hell, let this pagoda absorb some of the hell energy in the 18th hell, and this pagoda will be activated naturally." Light, fleeting.

"Okay, let me take me to the eighteenth floor of hell."

Zhao Hao couldn't wait to say, since he came to the underworld, the 18th floor of hell, the most terrifying and frightening place in the world according to legend, he really wanted to take a look.