The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 364 Trafficker, plus 900 years

"Yan Wang, what do you mean, you are not going to give me the face of Tang Wang? You are tired of your life!" Tang Sen pinpointed the situation that Yan Wang dared not confront him, and stepped forward. Hate, so much that the fierce face of Lord Yan turned green.

"No, King Tang, I don't dare not give you face, but this is the rule set by the heavenly court. If the little god changes it arbitrarily, and the Jade Emperor gets angry at that time, not only will my black hat be lost, but I may even lose it." Go to your own hell!"

Hades wants to cry but has no tears. Who are these damn people? Don't you want to die?
"Succeed, Lord Yan, I'll call you Lord, and I'll take another look."

Tang Sen knew that the biggest problem was with the Jade Emperor, and it would not be a problem if he directly confronted Lord Yan. He thought about it, and looked at the situation while trying to find a way to make himself responsible.

There is no way, these people can't recite it, so they can only recite it by themselves.

Think of it... as serving mortals!
While walking and thinking, the two came to the second level of scissors hell.

"Oh my mother, Lord Yan, you really disgust me! Hurry up and leave!"

As far as the eye can see, the whole Nima is a scene of evil ghosts with their tongues cut off. The sound of howling ghosts and wolves makes people's bones numb, their backs feel cold, and their foreheads feel sore.

"Succeed, King Tang, you can watch whatever you want, I will follow you, please don't change the rules, I can't stop it." Lord Yan has changed drastically. He wanted to disgust Tang Sen at first, but now he really doesn't feel disgusted anymore. That big bald head is like a time bomb, and can poke a big hole at any time, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Old Hades, I didn't mean you. You said you were the boss of the underworld. Why did you pretend to be a grandson? You can do whatever the Jade Emperor says. Have you ever thought about it? Is this still your hell?" On the way, Tang Sen did not forget. To bury Lord Yama, to poke Lord Yama's heart disease.

"Hey, Tang Wang, you don't know that there are three Qings in the heavenly court. They are saints. We can't help it. It's not a level of competition at all. Besides, the Jade Emperor treats me well. necessary."

Lord Yan smiled a little forcedly.

"It's done, don't lie to yourself, I'm afraid you are telling the truth in front of you, everyone is a discerning person, no one can see that you have ambitions, but you don't have the strength to swallow the underworld."

Tang Sen said tentatively, squinting at Lord Yan's expression, he really hit the nail on the head.

"Don't talk about it, Tang Wang. This is a big taboo. If Heaven finds out, you can't afford to walk around. Oh, of course you are fine, and the little god has something to do."

Lord Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling like his life was hanging by a thread, as if the monk in front of him was a god of death, more dangerous than his eighteen hells.

While talking, the two came to the third floor of Iron Tree Hell, where countless ghosts were bound and hung on the iron tree, in agony and screaming at the top of their lungs.

The whole world is like a primeval forest. Every iron tree is made of cold iron. The branches are dark and dark, like the fangs of wild beasts.

"It's simply poisonous punishment, it's too cruel, old Hades, can you bear it?"

Tang Sen was very angry, his eyes were about to burst, he stared at Hades indifferently and said.

"Just get used to it. This iron tree is amazing. It won't make them lose their souls. This is hell. Hehe, it's hard to die."

Lord Yan and Tang Sen are not on the same channel at all, and it's not his fault. He has been in charge of the underworld for thousands of years, and he has to go back and forth several times a day to the eighteenth floor of hell. So, where do you think the punishment is light, it's just that it's not heavy enough.

"Damn it, you're really a pervert, you can't do it, labor and management will look at it, and you have to change it no matter what."

Tang Sen was furious, he really couldn't stand it anymore, this shit is too perverted, no one can bear it, it would be better to kill the soul with a knife, recalling all the things he has done, here, it is simply a child's play.

"Well, let's change the rules first, and when I return to Yangjian, I will go to the Heavenly Court to clarify with the Jade Emperor, so it's no problem!"

Tang Sen opened his mouth. On the way to check, he thought of such a clever plan, and he was not afraid that Hades would disagree.

"But Tang Wang, if you do this, the Jade Emperor will only blame me for my incompetence, and will still punish me. The little god is really two-sided!"

Yan Wangye spread his hands, and he was about to cry.

"Don't worry, this king has already arranged your escape route. If it is difficult for you, this king will say that you have killed one Hades king and there will be a second Hades king. This king will come to the underworld to check at any time. Even if he changes back, there is no way. So keep an eye on the underworld."

"Of course, this king will say that you are being oppressed. If he settles accounts with you, this king will wipe out the Pantaoyuan. It is expected that he will not dare to confront this king. Don't worry."

Tang Sen said indifferently.

"You have the final say, it's all about this, what else can I say."

Yan Wangye slapped his forehead, and said that he had nothing to love.

"Very well, if you don't like it, you can find trouble with me at any time. Of course, you must have that strength first."

For Yan Wang's slight complaints, Tang Sen didn't bother to take care of them, and directly suppressed them with force, using tough methods.

Afterwards, in the attitude of Yan Wangye's resentful wife, the two successively entered the fourth hell of evil mirror, the fifth hell of steamer, the sixth hell of copper pillars, the seventh hell of knife mountain, the eighth hell of iceberg, Nine layers of frying pan hell.

"My mother, the legendary frying pan turns out to be the ninth level of hell. I've learned a lot." Tang Sen shouted.

"Hehe." Lord Yan smiled perfunctorily.

"By the way, Lord Yan, what's wrong with the oil pans on the ninth floor?" Tang Sen asked, pretending not to see it.

"Selling money for prostitution, thieves and robbers, bullying and bullying, abduction of women and children, false accusations and slander of others, conspiring to seize other people's property, wives and wives." The king of hell counts like a robot.

"It has to be corrected, but the child abducted should not be reformed, and the punishment will be increased. Even the flowers of the motherland will be harmed. It must be practiced viciously, to the death. By the way, how long does it usually take to be in the frying pan?"

Tang Sen ignored Lord Yan's expression and spoke.

"Each level is equivalent to 100 years in the human world, and the ninth level is 900 years."

"Success, add another 900 years to the one who trafficked women and children, let's train him for 1800 years first."

Tang Sen slapped his thigh and said excitedly.

"Oh, I know."

Yan Wangye still looked like he had no love in his life.

唐森不管，随后两人又从第十层牛坑地狱开始，逐渐往下，依次查看十一层石压地狱、No.12层舂臼地狱、No.13层血池地狱、No.14层枉死地狱、No.15层磔刑地狱、No.16层火山地狱、No.17层石磨地狱、以及No.18层刀锯地狱。

"It's amazing. The punishment is more severe than the next. This punishment can be maintained, but there are some imperfections. Come up with me, and the poor monk will have a good discussion with you."

After visiting the [-]th Hell, Tang Sen also felt a little uncomfortable and felt like vomiting, but when he thought of the different punishments, he suppressed his physical discomfort and vowed to change the status quo of the [-]th Hell.

(End of this chapter)