Zhuang Mingge felt that he was really unlucky.

Because he knew that he was no longer in the world. The dark sky, the magma-colored earth, and the strong smell of blood floating in the air, it didn't look like the world.

"This is hell."

Zhuang Mingge thought so, but he had not yet remembered to observe the so-called hell carefully. The space around him instantly shattered, and the next second, a great existence had dragged her into a palace that could not be described in words.

Glory, great, immortal, majestic, mysterious, and numerous languages ​​cannot describe one ten thousandth of the palace.

Of course, even this great palace cannot seize the light of an angel with six pairs of white wings, she is like the only one in the world, forever and immortal.

A powerful aura that suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths, pushed the three thousand realms, and went up to the nine heavens hovered around the angel.

Zhuang Mingge had no doubt that if he released this breath slightly, he would be immediately crushed into meat sauce, his soul would be scattered and nothing would exist. Even the gods could not save him.

"Lucifer...Sir."

Zhuang Mingge looked bitter. He knew that the devil who settled the score in the autumn was coming, and what would happen to him next? He was not curious at all.

"Yo, brave!"

A slightly frivolous voice came over, and Zhuang Mingge turned his head and happened to see the man sitting on another throne.

Belusaibabu, who once met once, is the devil of gluttony.

"Mr. Beirucebabu." Zhuang Mingge was attracted by Lucifer at first, but now he looked around and suddenly found that there were thrones floating around him.

On each throne, there is a demon king who is invincible in the Three Realms and who fights all over the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. God also needs to frown, Buddha also needs to change color, the Immortal Emperor has a headache, and the Gods are unwilling to provoke.

They looked at themselves with curiosity, surprise and admiration, as if Zhuang Mingge had done something extraordinary.

In fact, even though they are both demon kings, none of them dare to embrace Lucifer.

Beirusaibabu said: "The so-called brave man is a person who dares to push down the devil. You are indeed even more outstanding than I thought. You dare to push down Lucifer."

"I, I didn't push her down." Zhuang Mingge yelled in his heart.

He stood in front of all the demon kings with a wry smile. Feeling their noble aura and resisting hard. The existence of these demon kings suppressed him almost unsteadily.

boom!

A powerful flame suddenly burst out from Zhuang Mingge's body. It was like a sun that illuminated the dim palace in an instant, and it was revealed in vain. Although it had no divine character, it was still a fake sun god. With the help of the stolen divine power, it turned into a

A round of sun successfully blocked the aura of the devils.

"Sir Lucifer, can I choose a way to die?" Zhuang Mingge said.

"Aren't you going to struggle?" Lucifer said with some surprise. She thought Zhuang Mingge would beg for mercy, would not speak, and would struggle, but she did not expect Zhuang Mingge would be so calm.

"Although I haven't lived enough, it seems that I can't survive anymore. Anyway, I won't die well in the future. It's better to die early and be reborn sooner." Zhuang Mingge shuddered when he thought of Sinbada's story.

"The words of Pluto have retracted the curse against you." Lucifer said.

Zhuang Mingge didn't care.

Beirusaibabu laughed first, "Hahahaha, it turns out that he is a human being who is not afraid of life and death, but there are many things in this world that are more terrifying than life and death, brave."

Lucifer said with a cold face: "You have two choices. The first one is to be killed by me, and the second one is to endure the fire of hell for fifty years. Complete the task I gave you, and then get out."

Back to Saint Laurent.”

Zhuang Mingge's eyes lit up, "Can you not die if you complete the second one?"

"That's more painful than your death!"

Beirusaibabu said: "The brave, the second choice can be determined by what I have tried to win with you. Well, Satan has also put some effort into it. We must cherish it."

Zhuang Mingge sincerely thanked the two demon kings.

Satan said: "Fifty years of fire in hell is not a simple punishment. If you think clearly, it may be even more terrifying than death."

Zhuang Mingge said without hesitation: "It's better to live than to die. I decided to choose the second one."

Lucifer snorted coldly, "I look forward to your performance." As he said, with a wave of his hand, Zhuang Mingge suddenly felt dizzy. When he returned to normal again, he had been tied to a cross and landed in a volcano.

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What burns in a volcano is the fire of hell, which can burn everything, but the most important thing is the flame that burns the soul.

Zhuang Mingge suffered terrible pain.

The soul is burning all the time. Every time when the soul is about to burn out, there will always be a wonderful force pouring in from the head and then replenishing the burned soul.

Zhuang Mingge cried so hard that he died in the first year, yelled in pain, and regretted that he could bite his tongue and commit suicide.

He wants to die, he really wants to die.

In the tenth year, Zhuang Mingge still could not bear such pain, but he had learned to make fun of suffering, roaring in pop songs, and then recited Shakespeare's classic works over and over again, like a madman crying and laughing.

So, the 20th year passed.

Zhuang Mingge welcomed a new companion, and he was also an acquaintance.

The first commander of the Seventy-Two Pillar Legion, Sural Sisos.

"Oh! Hello." Zhuang Mingge remembered that he looked surprised when he greeted him.

"Brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, brave,

Like Zhuang Mingge, he was trapped on a cross, suffering from the fire of hell day and night, crying and laughing, which was very abnormal, exactly the same as when he first came to Zhuang Mingge.

Just one person and one demon started chatting like this.

"Why are you here, brave?" asked Sular.

"Well, because I offended the arrogant devil, I was thrown into it. She originally wanted to slap me to death, but Lord Belusaibabu and Lord Satan helped me, so I was not dead.

Woolen cloth?"

Sural smiled bitterly and said, "In the battle of Saint Laurent, our 72-pillar legion lost and was almost disbanded, but later escaped, but I and several other commanders were imprisoned at 72."

The prison of the Legion will be closed for a thousand years. I took the initiative to come here to be punished. A year of barbecue in Hellfire is worth a hundred years in prison. In ten years, I will be able to regain my freedom.”

"No wonder, I can get out of trouble in ten years, I want to do it too." Zhuang Mingge said enviously.

Sural asked curiously: "How many years have you been here by brave men?"

"Twenty years, and there are still thirty years left to be released."

"You are so fierce!" Sural looked admired.

"I don't want to do it either. I want to get out of trouble sooner. I can't stand it anymore. I regret it so much!" Zhuang Mingge burst into tears when he mentioned this, yelling like a madman, crying and laughing.

.

Five years later, Sural couldn't stand the barbecue of Hellfire and went back.

As a result, not long after he left, someone came to accompany Zhuang Mingge, and he was still an acquaintance, Ananta Bathir, the second commander of the Seventy-Two Pillar Legion.

"I heard you are here, so I came to play with you."

Zhuang Mingge said that you are really awesome.

Anyway, they are idle, so the two of them started chatting together. Zhuang Mingge said that after he escaped from the trouble, he must have fun in time and live for himself.

He was too tired to carry Saint Laurent on his back, so he must live for himself.

"After I go out, I must take off my virginity. If I really die, it will be virginity, which is so embarrassing."

"Then give me your virginity."

Ananta spoke in a shocking way, and Zhuang Mingge coughed repeatedly.

"Anyway, I don't like other demons. How could a demon who is weaker than me become my man? My man is destined to conquer me."

"I can't beat you." Zhuang Mingge said.

"But I can't take it here for fifty years like you." Ananta really couldn't stand the barbecue of the fire of hell, and her soul seemed to be igniting, and she was extremely painful.

"Stop talking nonsense, I have booked your virginity. If you have the chance in the future, I will give it to me."

"Well, it doesn't matter if you give it to you."

Zhuang Mingge was also out of the way. Anyway, he lived for himself. He would not give him who he gave him. If you dare to ask for him, I would dare to give him. Anyway, he would not lose. Moreover, Ananta is indeed a rare beauty.

After suffering so much in the fire of hell, Zhuang Mingge has always maintained a positive and optimistic attitude, otherwise it will collapse.

Once you enter hell, you are as deep as the sea, and from then on, your integrity will be a passerby.

In the future, I must make a self-propelled humanoid cannon that suits the new era.

Seven years later, Ananta finally couldn't stand the fire of hell and ran away. Then several demons came one after another and left one after another, each of which did not last more than ten years.

The flowers bloom and fall, and in a blink of an eye, Zhuang Mingge stayed in the fire of hell for forty years.

A fierce man...well, it should be said that an extremely powerful demon is coming.

Zhuang Mingge didn't know him, but it did not hinder Zhuang Mingge's admiration for him. This demon did not carry a cross and walked freely in the fire of hell. He ate his own flesh when he was hungry, and ran to the volcano when he was thirsty and took a few sips.

magma.

That is the product of the liquefied fire of hell. Every drop can make Zhuang Mingge die no longer.

Zhuang Mingge really admires this demon.

He said that his name is the Lion of Fire, and he didn't explain in detail who he was.

However, he said that he had fought with Michael and Gabriel, and was a powerful figure in hell. He was extremely powerful only under the Demon King. Because he made a small mistake, he was thrown here by the Demon King.

And it's not the first time. He has come in the fire of hell several times, and it's been a thousand years in total.

Zhuang Mingge firmly believed it.

Then, fifty years finally arrived.
Chapter completed!