"Is this, getting into a frying pan? Am I really being sent to the eighteenth level of hell? According to legend, only souls who have been sent to hell can be treated like this!"
Zhang Chu's thoughts were fast and his movements were not slow. His soul jumped up with force and wanted to leave the oil pan.
But suddenly, a huge iron net fell from the sky, like a butterfly's net bag, directly catching Zhang Chu and pushing him back into the oil pan.
"Holy shit!" Zhang Chu was shocked.
Bah...
The terrifying high temperature made Zhang Chu's soul tremble. At this time, he saw two giants next to the oil pan.
One of the giant's arms was bigger than Zhang Chu's body.
They were holding huge steel net bags, staring at themselves eagerly.
As long as Zhang Chu dares to jump out, they will use the net bag to hold Zhang Chu down.
Zhang Chu struggled again, trying to escape from the oil pot.
But a net bag fell from the sky again, covering Zhang Chu.
Zhang Chu wanted to cast a spell and summon the Emperor Ruler.
However, he is now in a state of divine soul and cannot use those. His divine soul has actually severed contact with the Emperor Ruler.
At this moment, Zhang Chu's soul could only struggle like an ordinary person, but it was difficult to break free.
"Go away!" Zhang Chu roared.
"Hey, be honest!" A sharp voice came from the high throne in the distance.
Zhang Chu looked and found that it was a little devil floating on the throne in the distance.
It was a chubby, ball-like little devil.
Its body was swollen, its skin was white, and there were many bubbles on its body. It looked like a fleshy ball-shaped creature that had been rolled and fried countless times.
"Explode, explode hard for me!"
"Blow him up like me!"
The little devil was actually giving orders.
Zhang Chu roared: "Get out of here!"
The little devil shouted: "Hey, my master, as long as you are blown up to look like me, I will recognize you as my master!"
"My noble master, just bear with it, hahaha..." The little devil seemed very comfortable.
However, Zhang Chu didn't want to endure it.
Although Zhang Chu's strength was not as good as that of the giant, and although his soul was unable to use spiritual power and beat the emperor's ruler, Zhang Chu desperately used the method of beating the emperor's ruler.
He imitated the seven-foot-long golden body, trying to find a secret method suitable for the soul.
But what makes Zhang Chu uncomfortable is that those are useless.
Although Zhang Chu has been fried in oil, he does not feel faint. On the contrary, his consciousness is getting clearer, his thoughts are getting clearer, and he is even thinking faster and faster.
"Why can't you use the imperial ruler's ruler technique? There is no spiritual power, but that kind of power that almost touches the rules shouldn't be useless!"
"ruler!"
"That's right, to use that kind of power, you need to use the Imperial Ruler as a foundation!"
"Here comes the ruler!" Zhang Chu's spirit tried his best to transform, and finally, a ruler actually appeared in the hands of Zhang Chu's spirit.
This is incredible. His soul seems to have extended tentacles, and it seems that his soul has given birth to a weapon.
In short, a dark and simple spiritual ruler suddenly condensed in Zhang Chu's hand.
The moment the ruler appeared, Zhang Chu's soul directly took the posture of a golden man and shattered the sky.
A mysterious force suddenly broke through the void, and Zhang Chu and the spirit ruler in his hand suddenly disappeared from the oil pan and appeared in front of the vain little fat devil.
"Ah, no!" the little fat devil exclaimed, while quickly retreating: "You should endure the torture and persevere with willpower for three hundred and eighty-eight years before you can break out of this cage."
boom!
Zhang Chu's Emperor Ruler struck hard on the little devil's floating body.
Its fat body seemed to have leaked air and was shattered in an instant.
The moment the little devil disappeared, the oil pan, the giant, and the bloody world completely disappeared.
Zhang Chu's soul stood in an endless void. He didn't know where he was or where he was going.
At this moment, the skull turned into a piece of white jade and attached to Zhang Chu's soul.
Zhang Chu touched the white jade and felt a kind of warmth, and at the same time, there was a hint of surrender.
"Let me suffer for three hundred and eighty-eight years? What are you dreaming about? I am the master of this world!" Zhang Chu snorted coldly in his heart.
At the same time, Zhang Chu also understood that these eighteen little devils should correspond to eighteen special illusions.
Every illusion may involve inhuman suffering, and the duration is outrageous.
However, when the illusion is broken, you will get some spiritual benefits.
At this moment, a big black slap came over again.
This time, Zhang Chu was prepared. He knew that he was entering the space prepared by another little devil.
However, Zhang Chu's spirit possessed a ruler, and also possessed the Seven Chis of Burial that belonged to the spirit, and he no longer had any fear.
This time, Zhang Chu’s soul fell into a world of yellow sand.
The sun is shining high here, and the yellow sand is thousands of miles away. The terrifying and hot light shines on Zhang Chu's soul, as if it wants to drive Zhang Chu's soul away.
"Huh? Where is the little devil?" Zhang Chu looked around, but there was no trace of him.
So Zhang Chu walked on the yellow sand.
This world seemed endless, and Zhang Chu felt as if he had been walking for decades.
When he was about to run out of energy, Zhang Chu would inexplicably feel that a new power came from nowhere and was injected into his soul.
"It's the soul-pregnant jade." Zhang Chu knew it very well.
If it weren't for the soul-pregnant jade in his mouth that was supporting him, Zhang Chu's soul would have fallen into the desert long ago.
Finally, a little monster appeared in the distance.
It was a little sand scorpion. This time, it chose to surrender without Zhang Chu beating it.
"My master, you have passed the test of endurance. From now on, I will provide you with endless power of the soul!" the little sand scorpion shouted.
Zhang Chu nodded: "Very good!"
With that said, Zhang Chu hit him with one foot.
puff!
The little sand scorpion was directly smashed by Zhang Chu, and the scorpion turned into a piece of white jade.
"It took me so long and I still want to survive? I'm dreaming!" Zhang Chu thought in his heart.
The illusion of yellow sand was shattered, and next, Zhang Chu entered a space of torture instruments.
As soon as he appeared, Zhang Chu felt like he was hanging on a torture rack. Not far away, a little devil with an extremely long tongue shouted:
"Pull out his tongue, pull out his tongue as hard as you can."
"When his tongue is as long as mine, I will consider him my master!"
However, Zhang Chu sneered: "You die!"
Shattering Sky was activated again, and Zhang Chu's soul directly crossed the void, smashing the long-tongued little devil into pieces with one foot.
Without suffering any pain, Zhang Chu crushed this third level of illusion.
These little devils are no match for Zhang Chu when they use their souls to use the ruler technique of beating the emperor's ruler.
But outside, Fujisu was anxious to death.
"It's broken, it's broken, it's broken, what can we do? The soul is the most mysterious and unpredictable existence in the world. We can't help!"
"Hey, hey, old Zaoshu, why aren't you in a hurry?"
The jujube leaves of the old jujube tree glowed slightly: "What's the use of being anxious?"
Fujisu shouted: "I heard that if Mingquan Diaogui absorbs just one drop, 80% of the people will go crazy on the spot!"
"Isn't he crazy?"
"Ten percent of the people died on the spot!"
"His aura is stable," said the Jujube Tree God.
"But the soul-pregnant jade in his mouth is gone, which means that his soul is undergoing great consumption!"
"Also, I heard that if you are lucky enough to absorb a drop of soul-pregnant jade, it will take at least eighteen days to wake up!"
"It has absorbed eighteen drops. In total, it will take at least eighty-eight sixty-eight days to wake up!"
"He won't starve to death, right?"
…
Next, Zhang Chu crossed the volcano, descended the glacier, and entered the Netherworld, sweeping all the way, directly killing the little devil without any hindrance.
"The only thing that really troubled me was the first little devil, because when I met the first little devil, I had no power to resist."
"And after I mastered the secret skill of the soul and was able to kill the little devil, the remaining devil's space was just like a toy, vulnerable."
Zhang Chu destroyed eighteen demonic dimensions with overwhelming force.
After the last little bat demon was killed, the soul space around Zhang Chu was shattered.
And Zhang Chu's soul actually stood in his own sea of consciousness.
"It turns out that my soul has never left and has always been in my sea of consciousness."
"Everything just happened was an illusion."
call……
In Zhang Chu's soul space, the wind suddenly started blowing.
Then Zhang Chu felt that his Baihui point began to surge with life springs.
However, the spiritual power it surges out is completely different from ordinary spiritual power. It is a power that can be directly absorbed by the soul, and is related to the origin of the soul.
At this moment, the gentle spiritual power of the soul entered Zhang Chu's sea of consciousness.
At this moment, eighteen small light spots suddenly appeared around Zhang Chu's soul.
When that mysterious spiritual power poured into Zhang Chu's sea of consciousness, the eighteen small light spots suddenly grew in size rapidly.
Not long after, they turned into eighteen little demons, surrounding Zhang Chu's soul.
However, these little demons at this moment are no longer vicious. Although they are still ugly, they obediently revolve around Zhang Chu's soul.
"Huh?" Zhang Chu's heart moved: "What is going on?"
A fat little devil suddenly shouted his self-registered number: "Master, I am Maya Jambudvipa Mitra..."
Before the little devil could finish his report, another bat-like little devil shouted: "Master, I am Buddhagnan Yama Lua Dei..."
"Master, I am the great sage Quni Tuo Zhi Yu Xian..."
For a moment, there was a buzz around Zhang Chu. The names of these little devils were unusually long. Each name was like chanting a sutra, which made Zhang Chu's head explode.
At this moment, Zhang Chu hurriedly shouted: "Shut up!"
Eighteen little devils shut up at the same time.
Of course, Zhang Chu could feel that these eighteen little devils were extremely close to him and had completely recognized him as their master.
It can even be said that Zhang Chu uses them as easily as he uses his own arms.
Of course, each of them has its own ideas and independent thinking.
So Zhang Chu said: "Your names are too long. From now on, your names will be Ada, Aer, Asan, until eighteen."
"I want to be Ada!"
"I just want to be Ada!"
"I will form the head. Who is dissatisfied or opposed?"
"I beat you to death!"
Eighteen little devils were making a fuss.
Zhang Chu has a big head. These little things don't seem to be easy to manage. How about letting them fight on their own and sort them out in order?
