The thick smell of blood and the sound of ghost cries rushed up, dragging the entire Luoxian lead boat into the underworld!
The clumps of gray-black real fire covering the lead boat covered the entire hull of the boat under a blazing fire ring.
But there are still many Yin spirits who are not afraid of death, and despite the pain of their souls being burned to ashes, they still want to drink the flesh and blood of the people on the boat!
All of a sudden.
All kinds of sounds were chaotic and endless.
The sound of ghosts howling, the sound of fire, the sound of iron hitting, the sound of exclamation...
It was as if a thunderstorm came unexpectedly, causing the trees to break and the banana leaves to fall.
In my ears, I could only hear the violent roaring sound, which made people's blood numb! Confused!
And under the abyss ghosts who sacrificed their lives to kill them, even the clumps of gray-black real fire emitted by Luo Xian's lead boat were extremely powerful.
If any ordinary ghosts and monsters get a trace of it, their bodies will be easily torn apart like tofu, and then burned into a wisp of ghost smoke.
But with so many ants descending on the city, it was inevitable that some fish that slipped through the net would break through the fire ring and get into the lead boat by luck.
In an instant.
The blood spreads!
The evil wind is blowing!
Puddles of red liquid flowed from nowhere, dyeing the decks and the lobby into a creepy color. Then, like mosquitoes and flies, they spread along the corridors and opened the cabins in the pavilions one by one. portal.
After a short exclamation, Luo Xian's boat also became noisy.
Each cultivator uses his own methods.
Some spit fire from their mouths, and the auras dance in their hands, killing the oncoming Yin spirits; some recite the Sutra of Saving Death and Eliminating Karma, causing the Yin spirits to be frightened and confused, and dare not get close.
Others directly attached the ghost-dispelling talisman to the top door, disrupting the spiritual senses of the group of ghosts and monsters, causing them to turn a blind eye and ignore them, drifting past in vain.
Most of these people who dare to come to Diyuan to fight for their lives in exchange for wealth are extremely confident and feel that they can protect their lives and survive in this underworld.
On his body, there are also some life-saving methods of pressing the bottom of the box with his hands.
Therefore, although these evil spirits were wreaking havoc in the lead boat, they looked fierce and thirsty for blood.
But for a while, there were no casualties, and it was manageable.
And at this time.
Chen Heng's cabin was also targeted by several Yin spirits.
He didn't move much, still sitting upright on the jade bed, and only offered the Thunder Fire and Thunderbolt Yuan Pearl upwards, rumbling to protect his whole body.
Whenever a Yin spirit couldn't restrain its violence and wanted to enjoy the flesh and blood of the monk in front of it, Yuan Zhu would send out a thunderbolt, and in an instant, it would be beaten to pieces!
Amidst the roar of thunder, Chen Heng saw the Yin spirits flying away, and he did not dare to come any closer, thinking for a while.
His bokeh shape-condensing technique came from the hands of the ancestor of the Tribulation Immortal. As long as he has enough skill, he can simulate all the thousands of qi movements with perfect accuracy.
Prior to this, he had changed his birth sign to the appearance of the Xuanzhen sect's "Ingot Zhenqi". Even the Huaiwu Cave Master and the Evil Anger Yin Shengmo in the Dongxuan realm could not see that in a short period of time. Clues are coming.
Most of these ghosts in the abyss of the earth have incomplete intelligence. They only have a breath of resentment to control their bodies and pursue blood and food.
If he changes his Qi machine into the form of these ghost spirits, he might be able to deceive them.
To blend in openly and openly?
But this thought only passed by for a moment.
Now that he was in Luo Xian's lead boat, there were many people and many eyes, so there was no need to rush to act immediately.
This fight between humans and ghosts lasted for another long while.
Finally, due to negligence, a Qi practitioner's robes were torn open by several ghosts. They only wrapped them around his body, and in an instant, half of his flesh, flesh and essence were wiped away.
The Qi practitioner suddenly let out a scream, his face turned pale.
His originally tight and smooth skin suddenly became flabby and limp at this moment, most of the sparkle in his eyes was gone, and even his head of black hair was mottled with gray.
In a mixture of fear and anger, he gasped out his fetal breath in horror, and used Xuan Gong with all his strength. A stream of turbid yellow smoke came out from his mouth and nose, and he broke free from the shackles of several ghosts.
Then he shouted loudly for help, terrified.
"What a waste! You can't even deal with a few ghosts. With this little cultivation, are you going to die in the abyss?!"
In the main cabin of Luo Xian's lead boat.
Several Taoists in the deacon's room who were in charge of the Dharma boat heard the Qi practitioner's call for help. Although they were extremely contemptuous in their hearts, they still picked up the talismans, gave a clear drink, and made a decision together.
A mysterious light shines!
Not long after, the Xuan Zao Tiger God flags standing at the four corners of the lead boat, which were about 10 feet high, all trembled, and a tiger spirit spirit fell out from each of the flags.
The eardrums could only hear a thundering howl, a fierce wind blew by, and the spirits of four tiger gods instantly scattered and killed.
In just a moment, all the ghosts on the lead boat were wiped out!
"It's a good treasure."
Chen Heng slowly released the spell, moved his hand, and put the Thunderbolt Pearl back into his sleeve, moved the cabin door that was broken by the ghost, and took a look.
The four tiger spirit spirits were seen going on a killing spree, just like chopping melons and vegetables. After getting rid of all the ghosts on the lead boat, they flew out of the boat and continued fighting.
With the help of the spirit of the four tiger gods, and the clusters of gray-black real fire emitted by the lead boat itself.
After half a cup of tea, the ghosts that were like ants surrounding a city were finally completely eliminated, and my ears were suddenly pure.
At this time, Luo Xian's lead boat did not want to stay any longer, lest the blood of the nearly a hundred monks on the boat would attract more powerful ghosts.
He only took back the real fire and the spirit of the four tiger gods, and then continued to sink downwards.
Two hundred feet.
Five hundred feet.
One thousand feet.
Three thousand feet...
Luo Xian's lead boat sank more and more, and then there was a heavy feeling of turbidity, which enveloped everyone heavily.
His torso seemed to be a lot heavier, and there was an invisible restraint imposed on him every time he moved his hands and feet.
But at this time, the sad and cold atmosphere became even stronger.
Even the wall of the table and chopping board had quietly condensed with a light layer of frost.
My mouth, nose, and breath were filled with a chill that pierced my heart. It was like standing naked on the white snow in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, and swallowing a bottle full of ice water!
It makes people’s internal organs tingle!
My scalp is numb!
Luo Xian's lead boat did not give up, but continued to sink, as if it was trapped in a bottomless abyss!
But the monks on the lead boat could no longer resist the cold air.
Some people took out the Little Baiyang Pill and swallowed it as soon as it turned into water. They did not give up until a warm feeling spread throughout their body and drove away the cold breath in their organs.
As early as the beginning of receiving the Diyuan Talisman Edict, Ai Jian took out two bottles of Xiaobaiyang Dan and eight hundred talisman coins and gave them as money for everyone to buy their lives.
It was precisely because of the two bottles of Xiao Baiyang Pill that Chen Heng was able to temporarily suppress the Han Dou Zhenqi that was raging in his body at that time and save his life.
While all the cultivators could no longer bear the severe cold, he was not affected by the cold due to his practice of Tai Su Jade Body.
His extremely strong physical body prevents even the slightest cold breath from contaminating him. Every drop of his blood is filled with jade light, as heavy as a small mountain stone!
If you use all your strength to explode your own blood energy, it will spread out.
Chen Heng thought to himself that it would be easy to drive away the cold and cold energy in this boat, and it was not a difficult task.
"However, Ai Jian once said that Luo Xian's lead boat only carried everyone to the shallows of the abyss, and then flew away. It will take half a year before returning to support them."
He couldn't help but secretly thought:
"It has been sinking for such a long time and it has not yet reached the shallow layer of the abyss? And the cold and cold air in the shallow layer is already so strong that even the foundation-building monks need to take Xiaobaiyang Pill to protect their internal organs. .
If it goes deeper, what kind of horrific scene will it be? "
Recalling that he and Xu Zhi had told an anecdote during their previous chat.
In the ancient times, there was a corpse-disciplined immortal from the outer world who died inexplicably after entering the abyss of the earth. For this reason, the heavens were even more moved, and it rained blood in Dongmi Province for five days.
This abyss.
It is actually an out-and-out sinister place...
While he was thinking about it in his mind, Luo Xian's lead boat suddenly shook slightly, as if he finally touched something thick and solid.
Then there was another clear and clear sound of the bell, after three rings.
Everyone in the cabin gradually got out of the lead boat and landed on a vast expanse of deep black wilderness.
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"The leader of the sect has an order. Anyone who can hunt for him either Yinma or Human Face Zhi will be recorded with three hundred merits, eight thousand talisman rewards, eight medium-level Taoist arts, and three liang of chalcedony... There is no limit to the upper limit. , the more the merrier!”
In Luo Xian's boat, a Taoist from the deacon's room burst into laughter:
"Brothers, this is a great opportunity to make a fortune! If you can make a fortune here, you will be safe and happy for the rest of your life!
Even if everyone doesn’t want to experience the hardships of practice in the cold and summer, if you get this money, whether you go to the water, the sky, the clouds, or the elixir to smoke the abyss, you are still a master!
Now or never!
I hope all the brothers and sisters can cheer up and forge ahead! Forge ahead! "
He said these words very loudly and impassionedly.
As for the monks on Nohara, except for a few who had a more frivolous temperament, their faces showed a hint of joy and they bared their teeth in a smile.
The rest of them all had their faces as sinking as water and did not say a word.
Needless to say, there is no need to mention the dangers of the Abyss. Those who are willing to come here are all thinking of fighting for their lives.
Although the goods promised by Ai Jian, the leader of the Xuanzhen sect, are good, they must be alive before they can get them and enjoy them.
Precious foreign medicines such as Yinma and Renmianzhi only exist in areas with strong Yin energy.
The land where they all stand now, although it is also an abyss, is still the shallow layer of the outer circle.
Even if I scrape the ground three feet away, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a single leaf of Renmian Zhi...
"Fat Lu, stop talking nonsense here! It's the old man who is struggling to survive in this abyss, not you? You say it so lightly?! How easy is it to get the gift from the leader of the faction?!"
A red-browed Foundation Establishment Taoist sneered and shouted in a deep voice:
"If you make me lose my temper, don't even think about flying out of the cave in another lead boat. You can suffer here with everyone else!"
As soon as these words came out, many people burst into laughter.
In Luo Xian's boat, the Taoist priest in the deacon's room wanted to make more noise and mobilize. At this time, he could only laugh helplessly, his voice was quite embarrassing.
"Since all the brothers and sisters know what's going on, I won't waste any more words... In half a year, I will drive the lead boat again and come here to bring you back to the sect.
Remember! Remember! Don't forget the time. Once you miss it, you may be trapped in this abyss for the rest of your life! "
The last sound came from Luo Xian's lead boat, and then it slowly flew into the air.
In just a few breaths of time, he managed to break through the numerous obstacles, and as soon as the floating light moved, he disappeared without a trace.
After the boat left, the faces of the cultivators who stayed in Diyuan all had different expressions.
For example, the Qi practitioner who had half of his energy taken away by several ghosts looked extremely ugly. His two limbs were fighting, as if he would faint and fall to the ground at any time.
Some of those who believed in the power of Taoism only sneered, with a slight smug look in their eyes.
But no matter how they felt in their hearts, none of the people had any intention of staying for a long time. They quickly dispersed and fled in different directions.
Not to mention that when monks gather together in one place, the smell of blood on their bodies will inevitably attract more powerful ghosts.
In this place where there is no sky and no sun, except for real acquaintances, no one can rest assured to live with others day and night.
They are all worried that when they are distracted and fighting for the treasure, someone will suddenly attack them with a sword from behind...
After declining the requests of several female cultivators to take him with them, Chen Heng also set up the escape light and randomly found a direction to fly.
After less than half an hour, they stopped at a rugged stone forest.
Push down the escape light and step on a tall stone pillar in the middle.
"Sure enough, it is a place where the Yin of Zhou is overthrown, and it is filled with cold air."
When he looked around, everything in front of him was pitch black, as if it had been heavily smeared by a pool of sky ink, covering up all other colors.
Further away is the huge cavern of Honghan, which can almost accommodate a small city. It is so dense that you don’t know where it leads to. It is very deep and strange.
Chen Heng only looked at it for a while, then waved his sleeves, sat cross-legged on the top of the stone pillar, and silently adjusted his breathing to wait.
After three or four sticks of incense, he suddenly looked up and saw dozens of blue and purple rays of light connected together in one place, coming through the sky and breaking through the clouds. They were winding and winding, spreading out like a rainbow bridge, and the momentum was quite impressive.
"Huh? Interesting, interesting!"
In those escaping lights, Yan Ping suddenly stopped and waved his hand to signal the Yan family members beside him to stop as well.
He looked at Chen Heng on the stone pillar and waited for a while before slowly speaking:
"Did you know that we were coming to kill you? Why didn't you run away? Could it be that you felt you were no match for my magical power and you wanted to be captured without mercy?"
"pity……"
He sneered:
"I won't leave you with a whole body! Zhuzi! When Zhen'er was still alive, I have always wanted to cut you into pieces. This is an opportunity for me to seize!"
"Why should I run away?"
Chen Heng shook his head when he heard this:
"However, I have a question in mind, can you answer me?"
"Come on, ask! I want you to be sensible!" Yan Ping's eyes were cold.
"What happened to you this time..."
Chen Heng stood up slowly, laughed, his big moon-white sleeves naturally fell to the ground, and said:
"How much money did you bring in?"
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