Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

Chapter 1287 Breaking into the Eighteen Hells, the opportunity to realize the original Dao supernatural power
"Father, don't!"

Yuan Che's expression changed suddenly upon hearing Emperor Donghua's words.

She knows how terrifying the eighteen layers of hell are.

That is the heaviest punishment in Xianting.

In the face of this punishment, even death is a gift.

The eighteen levels of hell are filled with endless crimes and bloody calamities.

Every floor is a big torture.

Ordinary people can't even support the first few floors.

Although in Yuan Che's eyes, Jun Xiaoyao's origin is mysterious.

But it is impossible for him to survive in the [-]th floor of hell.

"Heh... I did it myself."

Zhenjun Haotian had a cold expression on his face.

In his eyes, Jun Xiaoyao is almost a dead person.

"Father, if Yulang is to be thrown into the eighteenth hell, then I will be exiled too!"

Yuan Che lost his composure for the first time and roared.

She has always been a good girl, never letting her father embarrass her.

However, Jun Xiaoyao was the first person to make her girlish heart sprout.

It was also the first man who left a mark on her heart.

She couldn't accept this result.

But Jun Xiaoyao himself was very indifferent.

There was a flash of thought in his eyes.

Then, he spoke.

"If Princess Yuanche can have the freedom to choose her marriage, then why not throw me into the Eighteen Hells?"

I have to say that Jun Xiaoyao's flirting skills are really full.

When Yuan Che heard this, his heart almost broke.

And Zhenjun Haotian at the side saw this scene, his expression was extremely cold.

Although he didn't awaken the consciousness belonging to Di Haotian himself.

But I also noticed that this white-clothed man seemed to want to impress Yuan Che deeply.

Before he knew it, Yuan Che had fallen.

But to be honest, no matter if she were any woman, she would definitely not be able to resist the charm of Jun Xiaoyao at this moment.

The kind of freedom and ease of sacrificing one's life for the sake of one's sweetheart is enough to capture the heart of any woman.

"In that case, the emperor will fulfill you."

Emperor Donghua stretched out a big hazy hand.

Jun Xiaoyao felt that this hand, like the sky, came to suppress it.

In an instant, the world seemed to be turned upside down.

Before Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, there was chaos.

Then, he felt like a bird with a broken wing.

Keep falling, falling.

Later, the surroundings turned into a world of blood and molten liquid.

He was knocked down to the eighteenth floor of hell.

Eighteen layers of hell, as the most terrifying punishment in Xianting.

Each layer is unbearable and will endure endless pain.

Such as Iron Tree Hell, Nie Jing Hell, Steamer Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Oil Pot Hell and so on.

These punishments are simply not something ordinary monks can bear.

Only the real sinners will be sent to this place to receive endless punishment.

Those who are knocked down to the eighteen hells will live a life worse than death and endure eternal suffering.

And Jun Xiaoyao, sitting cross-legged in the middle of layers of hell.

Received the most horrific punishment.

His expression didn't change at all.

Don't think that Jun Xiaoyao doesn't feel it.

Although this is a dream, everything in this dream is no different from reality.

The endless pain of hell is naturally true.

But mainly, Jun Xiaoyao's disposition is too terrifying.

To him, this kind of physical and mental suffering is like sprinkling water, which can't cause him any real pain.

Now Jun Xiaoyao can perfectly control any of his emotions, including pain.

However, the only thing that caught Jun Xiaoyao's attention.

The eighteen hells are filled with endless power of sin.

The power of these sins infested his body all the time.

The strangest thing is that Jun Xiaoyao actually felt that this sinful power seemed to be real, not a fictional dream.

"Could it be..."

A light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

His eyes suddenly became playful.

"Emperor Donghua, the last master of the Ancient Immortal Court, his thoughts and methods are really admirable..."

Jun Xiaoyao had to lament that this kind of mythical figure's methods were already similar to that of a god.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao, who is deep in the eighteen hells, also has an inexplicable touch in his heart.

His talent has already broken through to the king of odd numbers.

In terms of enlightenment and other aspects, he has naturally reached the top level.

In this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao also felt the desire to enlighten the Tao gushing out of his heart.

"Perhaps, this is an opportunity..."

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.

What he is best at is turning all situations that are not good for him into situations that are beneficial to him.

For example, right now, these eighteen hells are the best environment for enlightenment to him.

"Maybe, my original Dao supernatural powers can be used to evolve new changes again." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

His original avenue of magical powers, Genesis, transformed into the God's Sacrifice during his experience in the frontier barrenness, and he has never had any new inspiration.

But now, under this special environment, Jun Xiaoyao's heart was touched.

He began to sink into cultivation.

It can be said that no one can think of it.

This is the most terrifying place of robbery and punishment in the ancient fairy court.

It was turned into a place for enlightenment and cultivation by Jun Xiaoyao.

On the other side, at the Lingxiao Palace, at the Banquet of Ten Thousand Immortals.

Yuan Che cried and roared: "I am also a great sinner, why didn't my father send me to the Eighteen Hells too!"

She felt that she and Jun Xiaoyao were like the White Snake and Xu Xian in that story.

They are obviously in love, but it is difficult for lovers to get married in the end.

"Okay, don't mess around." Emperor Donghua said lightly.

This Banquet of Ten Thousand Immortals is over.

As for the wedding feast between Zhenjun Haotian and Yuan Che, it was naturally nothing.

If it is said that before, Yuan Che's relationship with Haotian Zhenjun was still a friend.

So now, she is even more indifferent to Haotian Zhenjun than to strangers.

True Lord Haotian faintly felt that something important had been lost.

This made him extremely uncomfortable.

But it is impossible for him to force Yuanche, after all, she is the daughter of Emperor Donghua.

After that, Yuanche didn't think about tea or rice.

The belt gradually widens and I don't regret it at the end. It makes people haggard for the king.

And the sinful power in her body is gradually becoming difficult to control.

The only way is to divide and transform the three souls of heaven, earth and man, as Emperor Donghua said before.

And during this time, Jun Xiaoyao has also been enlightened in the Eighteen Hells.

He didn't know when this dream would end.

But he felt that it was coming soon.

And with the passage of time, Jun Xiaoyao's genesis, the prototype of the fourth style, is about to be comprehended.

However, it is still short of the door, lacking the most important insight.

"Eighteen Hells, that's all." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

"What an interesting person."

At this moment, a voice sounded.

Jun Xiaoyao was not surprised and looked towards the source of the voice.

A hazy figure emerged, as if standing in the depths of layers of time and space, blurred.

It was Emperor Donghua.

"It seems that you are not surprised?" Emperor Donghua said.

Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile: "The purpose of the emperor is not to test whether it is suitable for me to pass on the big sin?"

(End of this chapter)