Extreme Yama System

Chapter 342: Iron tree hell

After the matter is explained, Xue Wusuan usually doesn't bother, let go and let the errands below do it. He has other things to do himself.

In the underworld, Ma Mian has not seen Yan Jun for a long time. It is a dead house that is much more housed than a technical house like Zhongmei in the whole ruthless mansion. At any rate, Zhong Mei would go to the Yin Barracks from time to time to stop by to see the actual use of the new weapons, and by the way, he would have two drinks with Wang Tianyun and Wu Yazi.

What about kama noodles? This guy doesn't drink, and he doesn't like to visit, he just likes to stay in **** to execute evil spirits one by one or instruct the craftsmanship of his prison guards. Said, this is the fun of its old horse.

The pleasures of the horse face are the pleasures of all the jailers serving as executioners in hell. This kind of fun is notoriously bad fun in the unscrupulous underworld. The idle souls would not dare to mention this at all, and even a **** like the Wang family's three sticks would never come to **** to provoke a horse face.

In the words of the three sticks, it is: the old horse's means of tossing people all day long, and the old men trembled when they saw it. If I can't beat it, I really want to find a reason to beat it. Every time I watch it, it makes the old men sick enough.

Naturally, the "fun" that can make three sticks disgusting is not as simple as a step-by-step execution. That is Ma Mian's self-entertainment, or it has developed into an entertainment program in hell.

Simple scissors and pliers, combined, and then a lot more useful. When Xue Wusuan came to hell, he happened to see Ma Mian and a large group of prison guards holding such entertainment activities.

The guards on the first floor took pliers and the guards on the second floor took scissors to see who could rip off the flesh of the sinner more cleanly. Whoever killed the sinner first would lose.

Compared with scissors, pliers seem to be less suitable for this game. They always lose, but no one thinks it is unfair. They are not really in the game, they just like to watch the tragic end of the sinners and listen to the screams that are extremely terrifying.

"Kill Yan Jun, Yan Jun Sheng'an!"

The arrival of Xue Wusuan interrupted this seemingly lively gathering.

Xue Wusuan had nothing to say about Ma Mian's hobbies. Hell, it's not a place for normal creatures to live. The most vicious souls in the world are here, so apart from torturing people, do they love poetry and songs? That's not normal.

"You have made great progress in your craftsmanship! Your credit is not small." Xue Wusuan said with a smile as he looked at the bent horse face.

"They've been practicing for so long, and if they're still not proficient, they'll be punished. I've sent all the stupid ones to the Yin Barracks, and the ones who stay are all good ones!" Ma Mian's eyes went to Yin The animal souls in the barracks are all leftovers after it has been selected, and the Yin Barracks is where the waste is used.

I don't know if Wang Tianyun would be anxious if he knew that Ma Mian viewed Yin Bing Camp this way.

"You are also familiar with the work of the second layer? How about trying the third layer of hell?"

"Ah? Yan Jun, is it time to open the third layer of hell?"

"Ok."

"That's great! Yan Jun, you don't know, there's no time outside, and you won't feel annoyed if you stay silly for a long time, but you can count every minute and second in this **** hell, one floor and two floors. I've been impatient with the punishment for a long time, and I'm looking forward to you, Yan Jun, to open the third layer of hell."

The construction of **** is actually not in a hurry. Anyway, the space inside is infinite, and no matter how many sinners there are, they can fit inside. But Xue Wusuan thought that the ghost country had become Youhentian, so he would simply upgrade all those that could be upgraded to avoid trouble later. It happened that he had upgraded to three levels of hell, and he was very curious.

"System, open the third layer of hell."

Xue Wusuan meditated in his heart, and then a scene of blood in the underworld plunged straight down into the entrance of hell, and then there was a violent shaking, and he stopped for a moment.

A step appeared in the corner of the second hell. The upper layer of **** is the same, and there is a torii in front of the steps, with **** and twisted characters written on it: Iron Tree Hell.

"Go, go down and have a look."

Xue Wusuan took the lead, followed by the excited Ma Mian. Going down the steps, after a while, you will reach a flat ground, which is vast and boundless.

This is the third layer of **** "Iron Tree Hell".

The first impression is that the **** evil spirit here is much richer than the scissors **** on the second floor. Xue Wusuan didn't care too much, but Ma Mianke was happy and took a big mouthful.

Bloody suffocation is a good thing that is equivalent to yin food for Ma Mian. It even prefers to absorb **** suffocation than yin food horse noodles.

The second impression here is the grotesque tree.

These trees have no leaves, nor are they tall and sturdy. The branches above are curved and erect, and the tip is a fist-sized ball with a rough surface. On the branches, there were also many small thorns that were long and slanted upwards, densely packed.

The strangest thing is that although these trees are of different sizes, each one looks like a palm with five fingers and claws, but some only have three or four fingers, and some have more than five fingers.

Almost at the same time, Ma Mian received a message from hell. This Tieshu Hell's punishment method made his eyes widen suddenly, filled with joy.

Xue Wusuan naturally also received the message. His face changed slightly. I thought to myself: It's really more cruel than one layer. Still, is this really only twenty times more painful than the second layer of scissor hell?

The impatient Ma Mian asked Xue Wusuan for instructions. After obtaining consent, he quickly recruited two jailers and dragged a sinner whose crime far exceeded the punishment limit of the second floor from the second floor.

This ghoul committed the crime of killing one's parents, which was extremely disgusting in the eyes of a beast like Ma Mian. But at that time, there were only two levels of hell, so the sinner could only be imprisoned on the second level to be tortured. It's alright now, the third layer of **** is open, and Ma Mian naturally thinks of this product first.

"Jun Yan, this subordinate will show you the beauty of the third layer of iron tree hell!" Regardless of whether Xue Wusuan wanted to see it or not, Ma Mian twisted the sinner's neck and walked towards the nearest tree. past.

Xue Wusuan smiled, he was not very interested at first, but Ma Mian likes to use his craftsmanship to earn performance in front of him, so Xue Wusuan is not good at attacking the enthusiasm of his subordinates, he just lets it go.

Seeing Ma Mian cheerfully ripped off the body of this sinner. Then he grabbed each other's waist with big hands, and walked to a curved branch with a smile. It was tall and lifted up slightly~www.readwn.com~ Sinner's waist exceeded the rough ball at the tip of the branch.

"Boy, this is your new residence. I will take you to get used to it first." As he spoke, Ma Mian slowly lowered the sinner in his hand.

Looking at the scene in front of him, for some reason, Xue Wusuan suddenly thought of a word: halogen string.

The tip of the branch with the size of a fist was forced into the dung door, and then slowly moved forward, followed by the small thorn on the branch, and then probed into it little by little. The horse face also controls the speed, and the big hands are extremely gentle, for fear of using too much force.

For a full hour and a half, when the rough fist-sized ball came out of the sinner's mouth bloody, it took ten minutes before it turned into smoke and dispersed, and then it re-condensed after a few breaths. Formed, the extremely frightened Tuan shrank his body, his eyes fixed on the branch with bloodshot eyes, and he shouted words such as "forgive me" and "I was wrong".

Ma Mian: "Don't worry, your sentence is still very early, this place is very suitable for you. Come, come, just practice your craftsmanship with you. This time, let's try to hold on for two hours before dying. Okay?"

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