There are huge mortars here, and there is a huge stick in the sky that keeps hitting up and down.
This is usually used by farmers to shell millet. The mortar here is so huge that it can accommodate 100 people in it.
Then an inexplicable force attracted them and sent them directly into the mortar. The huge stone hammer hammered down hard, leaving them bloody and bloody!
This is the newly opened hell of mortar.
There were also some king-level experts who entered the boundless sea of blood. Tentacles suddenly stretched out from the sea of blood and swept them into the smelly sea. As soon as they entered the sea of blood, their skin and flesh began to rot, causing pain. They screamed again and again.
There are also some who fell into a gray world, in which they were extremely depressed, mutilated themselves, and used all the cruelest methods they could think of on themselves, as if they were their own enemies.
After devouring 36 king-level experts, Lin Beichen opened three levels of hell.
They are the twelfth level, the mortar hell.
The thirteenth level, Blood Pool Hell.
The fourteenth level, the hell of wasted death.
Lin Beichen exerted his Hunyuan magical power with all his strength. At this moment, he was already at the end of his strength, and the underworld in his body had already been sucked dry by him.
Fortunately, he captured thirty-six Nascent Souls. These Nascent Souls allowed him to quickly regain his strength, and his Nascent Souls also began to feel as if they were breaking out of their cocoons.
It seems that he is not far away from becoming a god.
Of course, it's not that far away, but that step may very well take tens of thousands of years or even never be crossed.
While Lin Beichen quickly rested and recovered his cultivation, he quickly digested 37 Nascent Souls to make himself stronger.
Because he knew very well that these king-level experts were just the appetizer.
But the other party didn't seem to want to give him time to breathe.
The surrounding space began to fluctuate violently, exploding like an eggshell, and nine more solid and powerful figures emerged from it.
These are 9 emperor-level experts.
They are stronger.
So much so that when they appeared, the Immortal Continent seemed unable to bear their power. The Light Chip Island began to tremble slightly and let out rumbling groans, and even began to slowly collapse.
Moreover, their figures are blurry and cannot be seen clearly. They are truly emperor-level and cannot be seen. They seem to have become one with the Tao.
Lin Beichen snorted coldly: "Are you in such a hurry?"
"You killed all our kings and you blamed us for being too late. It's obvious that we came too late."
Lin Beichen chuckled: "What you said is quite right. It's still the same question, when will that being in the realm of gods come? Will you all be dead?"
"Maybe, but we have no control over his old man's affairs, so we don't know whether his old man will come and we are not qualified to make predictions." An emperor-level strongman said to Feng Xiaoyu, as if he was not here to fight. But here to chat about family matters.
"Even if I kill you all, won't he come?"
Another emperor-level powerhouse smiled and said: "We are just bigger ants in that man's eyes. If he needs a new batch of king-level powerhouses or emperor-level powerhouses like us, he will only need about a hundred and ten." Years of gestation.”
"It's not that the crystal core world cannot grow more emperor-level and king-level experts, but its resources are limited. We can just maintain normal operations with people like us. Of course, if we can continue to extend our tentacles to other worlds, Then we can give birth to one more emperor-level warrior."
Lin Beichen said curiously: "Isn't he afraid that he will keep feeding you to me and eventually feed me into the realm of god transformation?"
"We don't understand his old man's thoughts, but according to my guess, maybe feeding you to the realm of god transformation is what he wants."
"If you can really achieve the realm of gods by swallowing the Nascent Soul, then maybe you can achieve a higher realm by swallowing other gods. You must know that it is harder to find a god in this world than to reach the sky. Even if you find it, Okay, how many of those billion-year-old monsters are easy to mess with?"
"And for a being like you who has just become a god, it must be fresh and delicious, easy to digest, and more importantly, there is almost no danger."
Lin Beichen nodded repeatedly: "What you said makes sense. I think even if I'm unfaithful, I'm still close to the same person. In this case, the god-incarnation should be watching my every move, right?"
"Old guy, don't just watch, say something and listen."
Several emperor-level experts couldn't help but show expectant expressions. They had only seen an existence in the realm of incarnation once, and it was an incarnation. They had no idea what the real realm of incarnation was like. In fact, their cultivation had reached their level. , can already be called the person closest to becoming a god.
Even just seeing the body of the transformed god, or hearing the voice of the transformed god, may help them understand the great road and find opportunities to achieve the realm of transformed gods.
Therefore, the realm of divine transformation will never appear, and they will never be given such an opportunity.
It was a pity that Lin Beichen waited for a while and finally received no response.
"I said, old guy, since you want to see if I can transform into a god, why not just tell them not to fight with me, and just let me swallow it, and I can show it to you right away. Maybe I can transform into a god, and you If you swallow me, you can go straight to the next level! You are only on the fifth level, the fourth level, the third level, the second level, and the unfathomable first level world. Don’t you want to see it as soon as possible? "
After a long time, there was still no response.
Lin Beichen said helplessly: "It seems I have to devour you first! Who comes first?"
One of the emperor-level experts smiled and said: "Stop making trouble, you are so powerful, how can we attack one by one? If you want to attack, it will be a group fight. In fact, we also want to see if we have swallowed your Nascent Soul." Opportunity to achieve the state of becoming a god."
"Even if you achieve the realm of becoming gods, won't you be eaten by that old guy soon?"
"You don't understand. As long as we can touch that realm, we can die immediately and rest in peace."
Lin Beichen slowly shook his head: "Your idea is too negative. Who told you that you will be weaker when you first enter the realm of gods than the old guy who has been in the realm of gods for thousands of years?"
"Maybe you can go back and eat that old guy?"
"What you said makes sense. Let's give it a try after we save your Nascent Soul!"
After saying this, one of the nine emperor-level experts stepped forward. He was extremely old, and his skin was like an old tree withered cypress. He was the dying one among the nine emperor-level experts, King Ba Shuang. What they were fighting for was his throne.
This dying emperor-level powerhouse seemed to be the center of the nine emperor-level powerhouses, and the other eight emperor-level powerhouses poured the order of the avenue into his body.
Lin Beichen waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Wait, wait!"
