496 Why do you have to work so hard?

The iron piece was covered with blood, forming a dazzling blood band.

Step 78

The soles of his feet were already bloody, but Tang Xi was still walking forward tirelessly.

Step 159

The top of the iron piece becomes sharper and sharper, slowly forming a sharp triangle shape.

Step 213

The soles of his feet were burning. Tang Xi's face was very pale and his walking speed was much slower.

Step 301

The top of the iron piece turned into a sharp hook at some point. Every time Tang Xi stepped on it, a trace of vague flesh and blood would be drawn out.

Tears rolled in Tang Xi's eyes. It hurt, it really hurt.

When Tang Xi looked back, he could no longer see Ah Ci's figure, only the sword road covered with blood.

Tang Xi tried to use the soul power in his body to make his feet stronger.

Suddenly, a burst of coercion rushed toward Tang Xi. Tang Xi knelt down before he could stand still. The barbs hooked into the flesh and blood, and the stinging pain swept up.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Tang Xi's mouth. The pressure just now made her internal organs hurt.

It seems that one cannot use soul power in the eighteenth level of hell, otherwise it will lead to even more horrific punishments.

Thick beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. When Tang Xi wanted to stand up, she found that her legs were as heavy as a thousand pounds. She couldn't stand up anymore. If she moved, the flesh and blood in the barbs would be pulled.

Tang Xi's hands carefully avoided the sharp iron pieces, and instead landed on a very small place. Using his hands hard, Tang Xi's waist used the force to move his legs.

But several sharp needles suddenly penetrated Tang Xi's palm, absorbed the blood and stopped growing.

"Well!"

Tang Xi covered her mouth in pain, her hands kept shaking, and she looked at the pierced place in the palm of her hand.

You can vaguely see the nearby white bones and the red flesh.

Tang Xi knew that it would be difficult for his fragile body to walk across this sea of ​​​​knives, and tears could not help but burst from his eyes.

She didn't know why, why she had to work so hard.

It's obvious that she can avoid a lot of pain by not becoming a god, and it's obvious that everyone no longer needs her.

She has memories but has lost her emotions. If she appeared in front of everyone at this moment, she would be like a stranger.

With so much pain in his heart, Tang Xi moved his hands away in pain. Now that he had set foot on this sea of ​​swords and entered the first level of hell, there was no way back.

The ghost hands around him suddenly stretched out and grabbed Tang Xi's ankle, pulling it down hard.

"ah!"

Tang Xi's body had no strength at all, and he collapsed on the path full of iron pieces. The sharp barbs penetrated Tang Xi's skin and pierced into his flesh and blood.

It made Tang Xi hurt, and countless pairs of ghost hands suddenly swarmed over, wrapping around Tang Xi's ankles, arms, and neck, and pulling hard to the side of the path.

Tang Xi's body dragged out a shocking bloodstain on the path full of sharp iron pieces. Tang Xi's body was full of traces of being penetrated and scratched by sharp thorns.

"Oh!" Tang Xi wanted to make a sound to resist, but a ghost hand had already pressed Tang Xi's thin lips tightly, and she could not make any sound.

Tang Xi's eyes were also covered by a ghost hand, and her vision was dark. She was dragged aside, and a swamp-like cement gradually submerged Tang Xi.

Tang Xi could feel his body sinking heavily, as if it was boundless and without end. During this period, the injuries on his body miraculously recovered.

But Tang Xi couldn't be happy because Ah Ci said that once caught by these ghost hands, he would fall into a deeper hell.