"Captain of the Free Country, I underestimated you before, but I didn't expect you to be so kind! You are so sacrificial for yourself and others. If I don't go to hell, who will?"

The leader of the Free State cried: "No, I didn't mean it... let me go..."

Immediately, a group of Daxia heroic spirits pulled the legs of the leader of the Free State, and dragged him directly towards the underworld of Daxia despite the cry and struggle of the leader of the Free State!

There, there will be a new eighteen levels of hell!

And these eighteen levels of hell will also welcome their first experience officer...

"You all know the contents of the eighteen levels of hell!" Master Compassion shouted loudly.

The soldiers replied loudly: "I know, pull out tongues, scissors, iron trees, steamers, copper pillars, mountains of swords and seas of fire and pans of oil!"

"Don't worry, Master Compassion, this business will definitely give him a full experience!"

"Start from the first floor, go to the eighteenth floor, and then go back to the first floor... This old boy should never think about going out in the future and live a good life in there!"

"Every time after an experience, I have to ask him to write an experience report, and let him propose how to improve it, which is even more painful!"

Pull out your tongue!

Scissors!

A mountain of knives, a sea of ​​fire, and a pan of oil!

When it comes to punishment, the ancestors of Daxia have already played it all!

The leader of the free country was in complete despair and had no strength to even cry.

Daxia Yingling, who was dragging the leader of the Free State, smiled and said: "Haha, don't be afraid, you are already dead anyway, and you can't die. By the way, let me tell you in advance, although I was in the cooking class during my lifetime, I just joined the army.

We’ve been here for two months, and the temperature of the oil pan may not be well controlled... If you feel it’s hot later, just say something and shout out.”

"If I shout, will you turn down the fire?" the leader of the Free State said blankly.

Daxia Yingling scratched his head and thought for a while: "No, the main thing is that I will feel happy."

At this moment, the leader of the Free Country felt that he was really as good as a ghost!

"Help! Gods of death, help me!"

"I would rather be reincarnated as a pig than be an experience officer!"

The leader of the Free Country was dragged by his legs and shouted loudly towards the Temple of Death, which was getting further and further away.

Those gods of death were looking at the soul of the leader of the Free Kingdom who was being dragged away. Not to mention trying to rescue him, they were all trembling with fear.

"A mountain of swords, a sea of ​​fire, a pan of oil...is it so cruel?"

"Even I, the God of Death, find it terrifying!"

"These Daxia souls are really evil. You must not mess with them, otherwise if they fall into their hands..."

"Why does this underworld feel more eerie than our Death Temple!"

"Speaking of which, if it really comes to that point, I would rather lose my soul... I guess we won't be able to see the fat man in the future..."

The gods of death could not help but shake their heads and sigh.

From this moment on, the leader of the Free Kingdom will serve Daxia in the Eighteenth Level of Hell in the Daxia Underworld as the Eighteenth Level Hell Experience Hall.

Eternal life, no reincarnation, in the endless purgatory, suffering incomparable pain!

The key is not to die yet!

Sometimes, not being able to die is not a good thing. Even those Shura soldiers who had their souls bound and became Daxia's puppets until their souls died would shake their heads after seeing this treatment...

And the other side.

In the conference room of the Supreme Command Center.

Lin Fan still felt a little regretful that he did not restrain the guy's soul and let him escape.
Chapter completed!