Summon the Emperor System

Zhao Hao fell from the icy hell, and the feeling of coldness disappeared immediately. Before he could get used to it, he felt extremely hot again, and his whole body was burning hot, as if his whole body was stuck on the stove. Same as baking. Fortunately, he has the body protection of 'Ganglong Qi', which can resist this terrifying flame power.

The world in his eyes was a new horror scene.

The seventh level of hell is just the opposite of the sixth level. It is an endless sea of ​​purgatory flames. In the sea of ​​flames stand red-hot and horrible copper pillars engraved with the faces of ferocious devils.

In that piece of purgatory, many men were bound and hugged to the copper pillars, unable to break free, wailing continuously as they were scalded, bursts of green smoke filled with the smell of corpses rose straight away, the scene was horrible.

The stench of burnt flesh filled the entire hell space.

"What kind of statement is this?"

Zhao Hao covered his nose with one hand, while letting the hell tower in his palm absorb the surrounding breath.

"Great God, this is the Copper Pillar Hell."

The magistrate dutifully said: "In order to destroy the evidence and maliciously retaliate, those who set fire to death will be imprisoned in the copper pillar hell after death. The local soldiers stripped off their external objects and let them hug the red-hot pillar naked. "

"This is similar to the cannon fire in the prison sentence." Zhao Hao narrowed his eyes.

The smell of charred corpses was unbearable, and when half an hour was up, Zhao Hao immediately entered the next floor.

Like closing eyes and opening eyes...

An endless mountain appeared in front of my eyes, and the mountain was covered with densely packed sharp knives, and the sharp knives were full of corpses of all kinds of dead souls.

"It's really cruel and bloody layer by layer." Zhao Hao got goosebumps all over his body.

The eighth level of hell, the knife mountain hell.

Those who blaspheme the gods will all fall into the knife mountain hell after death.

"I don't believe in this evil." Zhao Hao smiled again, if he died, he would definitely come here to the Hooded Mountain, because he never had a god in his heart, let alone a god, he even ignored the sky.

As soon as the vibration of the hell tower stopped, Zhao Hao continued to go down to the lower hell.

Suddenly, another terrifying scene came into view again.

On a piece of red land, there are countless large pots, and a raging fire is burning underneath, and the hot oil in the pot is boiling...

The ground soldiers carried white bodies and threw them into the oil pan continuously, and then took a long stick and fried those bodies over and over again, making crackling noises.

Zhao Hao's scalp felt numb when he saw it, it felt... like frying deep-fried dough sticks.

"Great God, this ninth level of hell is called the Oil Pot Hell."

Local officials are dedicated to their duties and work, and they are very happy: "Thieves rob, bully the weak, abduct women and children, falsely accuse and slander others, seek other people's property or wives, and after death, they will be thrown into the oil pan hell, stripped naked and thrown into the hot oil pan Flip inside, bang, bang!"

Buzz!

After watching fried dough sticks for half an hour, the tower of hell has been absorbed, and this layer is activated.

The Hell Tower in the palm is only as long as a finger, thick as a thumb, Zhao Hao's heart moved, he simply tied the spire of the Hell Tower with a thread, made a pendant, and hung it around his neck.

Looking at the small tower on the chest, it turned out to be very delicate and beautiful, Zhao Hao smiled evilly, this necklace is not bad. .

And who would have thought that the small pendant on his chest is the eighteenth level of hell.

From then on, the tower of hell was hung around the neck. When killing an enemy with a sword, the enemy's head was just severed, and the soul of the dead was also sucked into the tower of hell. Wouldn't it be fun to be convenient and quick. Controlling life and death means not only controlling your 'life', but also controlling your 'death'. I am immortal, you will never be able to reincarnate, I am immortal, you will never be reincarnated.

...

Immediately, Zhao Hao left the frying pan hell again.

Rumble! Rumble!

As soon as he entered the tenth level of hell, Zhao Hao was taken aback.

I saw a huge corpse pit in front of me, and the corpse pit was densely packed with corpses, wriggling in pain and moving in despair. In addition, there are countless magic cows that are emitting black air, running back and forth in the corpse pit crazily, trampling on them.

"What kind of hell is this?" Zhao Hao was shocked.

"The tenth level of hell, the cow pit hell." The local official explained: "Master, this is a level of hell to avenge the grievances of animals. Anyone who is alive deliberately slaughters animals and builds happiness on the pain of animals. Will go to the hell of the bull pit, thrown into the pit, attacked by the bison, horned by the bull, trampled by the hooves of the bull..."

"..."

Zhao Hao was sweating madly in his heart, he will go to hell after deliberately torturing small animals, can it not be so serious!

Feeling that the tower of hell in front of his chest stopped shaking, Zhao Hao said with high spirits again: "Go, the next floor." Continue this unusual trip.

"Follow the will of the Great God." The local official respectfully said.

Black hole, fall into it!

Rumble! Rumble!

As soon as Zhao Hao showed up, bursts of astonishing noises first shook his ears, and his brain even more.

I couldn't help being startled, the movement on this level was bigger than the tens of thousands of wild bulls running and trampling on the upper level!

This layer is an endless gravel field. The stone floor is covered with a thick layer of meat pulp. There are still corpses scattered all over the ground in the meat pulp. There are still many corpses moving. Roaring and rolling, there was an astonishing momentum, causing the meat slurry to splash.

Those rolling boulders kept rolling over the corpses all over the field. On the line where the boulders rolled over, all the corpses were crushed into new pulp...

"Seeing that my grandson is getting nervous." The monkey hair trembled.

Hearing the loud roaring noise, Zhao Hao also trembled a bit. It felt like a world full of rolling giant shot puts...

The eleventh level of hell, the rolling stone hell.

Patriarchs, those who abandon babies, go to Rolling Stone Hell after death, and are crushed by boulders.

Zhao Hao was speechless. Abandoning a baby should be a crime. Patriarchal patriarchy should not be so serious...

"Shhhhh!"

At this time, the fake Monkey King scratched his head and asked curiously: "Master, you have gone through more than ten levels of hell. Which level of hell do you think you might enter after you die?"

Zhao Hao's expression was stunned, the monkey hair really asked a question worthy of his deep thinking.

"roll!"

However, he immediately rolled his eyes again: "Hell is in my hands. As long as I can control life and death, how can I go to hell?"

Half an hour later, as soon as the Hell Tower was activated, Zhao Hao snapped his fingers and continued to the next wave.

He wants to see if there are any more novel and terrifying scenes in the remaining layers of hell, and if there are any unexpected surprises to discover.

For him, this line of work is not only to activate the Hell Tower, but also a kind of experience for himself.

The experience of fortitude makes a heart as cold and cruel as iron. The experience of fear cultivates a strong heart that is not afraid of everything.

For an emperor, this is extremely important.

Walking all the way, constantly activating the hell tower, Zhao Hao has fallen into the twelfth level of hell before he knew it.

Zhao Hao's expression was startled by this layer of hell, with a look of novelty on his face.

All I saw was an endless dead land, and there was smoke billowing everywhere, and soldiers with knives and shovels were busy everywhere, and they were... cooking.

But looking carefully, Zhao Hao's heart twitched again.

Fuck me, it's more and more ruthless, more terrifying and bloody.

Very busy.

This horrifying scene really makes people shudder, and they can stand up with fright in their sleep.

"What kind of hell is this?" Zhao Hao exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of heinous crime must he have committed to end up like this!"

"Great God, the twelfth level of hell is called Mortar Hell."

The local official explained with flattery: "When you were alive, if you wasted food and trampled on the five grains, such as throwing away the leftovers at banquets, and throwing away the things you didn't like after eating two bites, they would be thrown into the mortar after death. hell."

"I rely on it!"

Zhao Hao and the fake Monkey King yelled together: "This will also go to hell."

There was a severe silence.

It is a waste of food, and it will be so miserable after death.

Damn, this also goes to hell, that also goes to hell, Zhao Hao can be considered to have summed up a fallacy: the world is cruel, the way is ruthless, if the world dies, they will all go to hell!

Just imagine, who can do it without making any small mistakes in life, without stepping on an ant, without wasting a grain of rice? It is pure nonsense to use human beings to become saints, and death to transform gods into immortals. It is hard to find one person among billions of people.

Even if there is that one person who is so cautious all his life, even if he farts, he is afraid of dying from passing mosquitoes, what's the fun in life like this? Might as well go to hell.

Therefore, if you want not to go to hell, you have to go against the sky, and let yourself be immortal, which is the kingly way.

"Let's go, I'm going to check the first floor, is it true that farting in public places will also go to hell." After the hell tower on his chest stopped, Zhao Hao snapped his fingers again, with a supercilious look on his face.

Immediately, he fell into the thirteenth level of hell again.

At this level, the blood was so bloody that the whole world was filled with blood.

In front of Zhao Hao was a huge blood pool, in which densely packed black blood worms were scurrying (it felt like an eel), and there were countless naked male and female corpses rolling in the blood pool, screaming and wailing...

"Sure enough, it's more terrifying and cruel than the next." Zhao Hao said in shock.

"This is the Blood Pool Hell." The local official explained: "If you don't respect your elders, don't honor your parents, don't be upright, or walk crooked ways, you will be sent to the Blood Pool Hell to be punished after death."

"It's such a big crime not to honor your parents." Zhao Hao clapped his hands again and applauded.

"Fortunately, my old grandson was born and raised." The fake Monkey King held up the golden rod and laughed.

next...

On the fourteenth floor of hell, there was a scene that made Zhao Hao feel weird.

I saw a big pit like an abyss, still full of corpses, but those corpses were not tortured, but each one was tied up like rice dumplings, unable to move at all, and even their mouths were gagged and sealed.

Being bound tightly like this, and experiencing endless years of torture in hell, this is also a torment worse than death.

"Great God, this is the hell of death in vain." The magistrate continued to explain: "Life is not easy to come by. If you don't cherish it and commit suicide, such as cutting your pulse, taking poison, or hanging yourself, you will enter the prison for death in vain after death."

"Ha, even suicide will go to hell." Zhao Hao couldn't help but laugh too.

No wonder these dead souls were tied into dumplings and thrown into the abyss one by one. It turned out that they were not allowed to commit suicide...

But think about it, suicide is the most cowardly and incompetent manifestation. In this world where the world is cruel and ruthless, shouldn't the incompetent go to hell?

Should!

"Let's go and have a look on the fifteenth floor." Half an hour later, Zhao Hao said again.

The fifteenth floor of hell is another creepy horror scene, which can be said to be bloody and brutal to the extreme.

It made the pores of Zhao Hao's whole body chill.

I saw a bloody aura permeating the space, and in the thick bloody aura, it was a terrifying slaughter field. Of course, what was killed was not livestock, but people.

One by one, the soldiers took knives and axes, and put the corpses on the blood-stained slaughter stone...

"Could you not be so cruel." Zhao Hao said calmly. Although he kills, at least he will give people a good time.

"Great God, this floor is called the Punishment Hell." The local official said, "Anyone who has committed the four evil deeds will enter the Punishment Hell."

Four wicked things!

Zhao Hao was sweating profusely, almost spat out.

Nima, those who can go to this level of hell are all talents!

The four most immoral things are: knocking on widows' doors, digging up family graves, beating disabled people, and dying people!

The latter three are indeed wicked and will die, and they deserve to die and then go to the punishment hell, but knocking on the widow's door is really a bit wronged...

"Master, what are the four great wicked things?" Monkey Mao scratched his ears and asked curiously.

"You haven't done it anyway." Zhao Hao didn't explain to him.

When the tower of hell on his chest stopped shaking, Zhao Hao took a breath and continued down to the sixteenth floor of hell.

Rumble! Rumble!

suddenly...

The earth trembled, the sky shook, and in Zhao Hao's eyes, there was an extremely gorgeous and at the same time extremely shocking scene.

He came to a ruined world. On the land, there are erupting volcanoes one after another. Each volcano is erupting hot magma, which erupts thousands of feet high, and then turns into magma rocks all over the sky, like a meteorite rain. Hit the ground.

bang bang bang bang...

Piles of hot magma fell down, on the ground, on those volcanoes, in trenches, corpses of dead souls were everywhere, constantly being hit by huge piles of magma...

What's more cruel is that there are many ground soldiers, wandering among the volcanoes, driving those dead souls into the erupting volcano.

The sixteenth floor of hell, volcanic hell.

He gave and accepted bribes, stole chickens and dogs, robbed money, and was thrown into the volcano hell after death. He was driven into the volcano and burned alive without dying.

...

Zhao Hao stood in hell, admiring the gorgeous and terrifying scene in front of him. At this moment, a touch of passion floated on his face, and his heart also began to get excited.

The eighteenth floor of hell has descended to the sixteenth floor, and the tower of hell is about to be fully activated. If you want to build the world, you must first set up hell, and he will do it soon. When the time was up, he immediately said loudly: "There are still two floors left, I want to see how terrifying the last two floors can be."

After watching the flowers all the way, seeing all kinds of bloody and terrifying scenes, he also became a little numb.

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