Chapter 2540 (1/2)

”What's more, they are my defeated generals, who have been killed by me once, and now I am stronger. Even if they become evil ghosts and ask for their lives, they will be killed by me again, that's all.” Chu Yan said with a smile: ”You say that such a group of waste people are qualified to retaliate against me? What courage do they have to retaliate against me! Even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will retreat from me and hide away from me. Where there is me, they will immediately flee thousands of miles away, rather than give birth to any illusory retaliation!”

”Therefore, your so-called trial can not affect me. If this degree of magic can affect me, how can I testify!” Chu Yan spoke loudly, which resonated with the avenue and enlightened the deaf.

Hearing this, the king of hell was very angry. He felt insulted!

This is intolerable. The majesty of the king of hell absolutely does not allow challenges.

The Defiler is dead!

Then, between the thoughts of the king of hell, the scene in front of Chu Yan disappeared.

Yang Feng, elder Wanheng, Taigu blood demon and so on, all disappeared!

Instead, scenes of hell.

In front of a huge oil pan, there are countless people waiting in line.

Their breath is extremely strong, one or two are not weaker than Fengtian Hou, and even stronger than Taigu blood demon.

How did the archaic blood demon exist?

The six masters of Xiantao six saints failed to erase the ancient blood demon. It can be seen how powerful and terrible the ancient blood demon is.

Now there are still such people standing in line for the oil pan!

”No, no, don't...” a breath seemed like an eight fold monk in Nirvana, shackled, hesitated on the edge of the oil pan and refused to enter.

”Hurry up!” the kid next to him took a breath and kicked the friar over.

Zizi, Zizi!

”Ah, ah, ah...” the friar fell into a huge oil pot and screamed.

As strong as the eight fold existence of Nirvana, it also screamed a few times, and then it disappeared and became a corpse with outer Jiao and inner Nen.

Seeing this, the kid guarding the oil pan picked up the crunchy friars and ate them.

Your arm and my thigh are like eating fried chicken.

One friar finished eating and another came down.

This time, she was a nun with fine skin and meat, and her breath was comparable to that of the ancient blood demon. She still had no resistance. She was kicked into the oil pot by the kids and fried.

After eating one after another, the imps guarding the oil pan seem to belong to the hungry ghost road. No matter how much they eat, they will not be full. They have been frying friars and eating them separately.

Soon, it was Chu Yan's turn. Instead of waiting for the kids to kick, he jumped into the oil pan by himself.

However, instead of making a noise, he immersed himself in another scene.

This time, monks, demons and even evil spirits were put on the execution ground.

No matter how powerful monks, demons or ghosts are, they all have no power to fight back. They can only watch themselves become hand torn chickens.

”No, no... ah!”

”Pain, pain, pain... Hiss!”

”Forgive me, please forgive me... HMM!”

Monks, demons and evil spirits died miserably. It was Chu Yan's turn. He didn't change his face, even if he saw himself fragmented.

Then Chu Yan appeared on the guillotine.

Unlike before, he is now a mortal.

Without any strength, just like ordinary prisoners, they can only be eaten by mermaids.