"Hehe, I don't know if we came here by chance this time. Is it a blessing or a disaster?" Jin Liu said with a sneer and said with some self-deprecatingness.

"No matter whether it is a blessing or a disaster, it seems that the higher the number of layers in this ghost place, the more it will strengthen the power of imprisonment on the spiritual consciousness, which makes people feel uncomfortable." Master Fu frowned.

"Let's go. I've opened the bow and didn't turn back. Since I've been here, let's explore the truth about this tower together, and it's not in vain to come here." Su Qiqi said calmly.

After saying that, she walked forward first, Jin Liu's eyes were slightly sunken, and he hurriedly followed.

Master Fu Gu and others looked complicated, and looked at the huge stone gate behind them, and seemed to be hesitant.

"The restriction on this stone gate is no less than a large sect's protection formation. It is not easy to break it. It's better to find another way out." Han Li reminded him when he passed by Master Fu Gu.

While speaking, he rushed towards the black building.

Seeing this, Master Fu Gu and others changed their expressions again and again. After hesitating for a while, they had to follow him.

As everyone walked forward, the closer they got to the black building, they felt the stronger the surrounding evil spirits. When they were about to reach the building, they even felt that the temperature in the air around them became colder. There were wisps of white mist in the nostrils and mouths of several Golden Immortal Cultivators, which flowed out with their breathing.

When they came to the black building, everyone discovered that it was an ancient temple full of weeds.

The ancient temple mountain gate is very dilapidated. Not only are the cracks between the brick walls covered with weeds, but even the two wooden doors are covered with moss, and the two beasts are covered with copper rust and hung crookedly on the door.

Han Li stood outside the mountain gate, his eyes fell on the plaque hanging above the lintel, and said softly: "Eighteenth floor..."

Looking at the three words on the plaque, everyone's faces became strange.

"Why is it the eighteenth floor? Haven't we just entered the third floor? How could we reach the eighteenth floor?" Master Fu Gu said in surprise.

"Don't make a fuss, maybe the name of this ancient temple is called "Eighteenth Floor"." Jin Liu said contemptuously.

"There is a ghost here, I'm afraid it's not a good place. I think we shouldn't go in." A Golden Immortal Cultivator said in a trembling voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, a "creak" sounded, and the two doors of the ancient temple actually opened on their own.

Everyone waited for a while, and saw that there was no movement inside the door, they couldn't help looking at each other and became at a loss.

Jin Liu and Su Qiqian looked at each other, nodded to each other, and walked into the door first.

Han Li raised his eyebrows, felt strange in his heart, and followed him in.

Master Fu Gu and others were full of worries, so they had to bite the bullet and follow in.

Everyone walked into the ancient temple, and another long and unpleasant "creak" sound came from behind, and the door closed.

Han Li turned his head and looked at him, and saw two balls of green ghost fire floating out from behind the door, around everyone and flew forward slowly, like two lanterns leading the way, hanging in front of everyone.

Everyone was surprised by the strange scene in front of them. After hesitating for a long time, they followed the two ghost fires and walked towards the depths of the ancient temple.

Behind the door was a white square not too small. When Han Li walked up, he felt that the ground under his feet was uneven, and there were slight "creaking" sounds from time to time.

He looked down and found that the ground of the white square was not paved with white stones, but was paved with pieces of white broken bones. The ground was uneven and there were also stars of dark green phosphorus fires flying out from time to time.

Everyone walked carefully on it, but fortunately there was nothing unusual along the way, so everyone soon arrived at the Heavenly King Hall.

In the Heavenly King Hall, there are two Heavenly King statues that are dozens of feet tall and almost the same height as the entire house.

Both were wearing broken golden armor, holding a demon-subduing pestle in one hand and a bloody head in the other. Unlike the face of the heavenly king in the real temple, these two gods had hideous faces and looked like an evil ghost.

After passing through the Heavenly King Hall, everyone came to a larger square.

There are nine high platforms on both sides of the square, with silences on it, and there are constant sarcastic cry of roar.

Han Li frowned and looked at the first high platform on the left. He saw an evil ghost with purple skin on it. He was holding a pair of black iron pliers in his hand and was poking into the mouth of a gray-haired old woman, clamping her tongue and slowly pulling it out.

The old woman's face was full of pain, but she couldn't make many sounds, so she could only "whimper" and swallow.

On the first high platform on the other side, there was a beautiful woman, tied to a stone bed without any concealment. Two evil ghosts with green hair were holding a pair of huge scissors and cutting them one by one.

The woman's crying was so terrifying that it was shocking.

Han Li looked back and saw that there were tragic events on the stone platforms.

In one of them, there was a huge stone mill, pushed by a powerful ghost king, grinding the broken limbs inside, and the man's head was intact, and was still wailing one after another.

Another place was filled with a huge iron pot, with flames swaying below, and boiling oil was burned in the pot. Several evil ghosts next to them carried a terrified person and threw them into the pot, frying it so that black smoke was everywhere and it was extremely stinking.

...

Han Li frowned, and finally understood why this place was called "Eighteenth Level".

In the secular world of the human and spiritual worlds, there are rumors that the underworld has eighteen levels of purgatory. Han Li has heard a lot since he was a child, so when he looked at the scene in front of him, he didn't feel that it was bizarre, but he just had more doubts.

"What the hell is this?" Master Fu Gu's face looked solemn and asked loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light lit up from the sky in front of the square, and ten figures slowly fell from the sky.

Han Li looked closely and saw ten ghosts wearing scarlet official robes and gold and jade belts coming.

Those ghosts were either born with cow heads, horse faces and long beards, or pointed beards and monkey cheeks... They were all hideous and strange, without personal appearance, only one of them was born with white faces and no beards, with red flowers hanging on their chests, which looked quite like a scholar who had just entered the imperial examination.

"Who are you? How dare you pretend to be a ghost and make a fool of yourself?" Jin Liu's eyes cold and he shouted angrily.

"A bold and evil prisoner, when he saw the Ten Palaces of Yan Jun, he dared not to kneel down and confess his guilt?" The man with a little human face put his hands on his hips and pointed at everyone with the other hand, scolding him.

His voice was sharp and combined with the somewhat feminine movement, he immediately broke the original image of a scholar, and looked a bit like a castrator who was neither yin nor yang.

"How dare you call yourself a god? A joke!" Su Qiqi sneered and said.

"Today, you will be sentenced to uninterrupted punishment when you enter these eighteen levels of purgatory, and you will not be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation again." The white-faced ghost general shouted angrily and flew up.

The other nine people floated up with him, and their scarlet official robes were all blowing without wind, making a "rake" sound.

Their voices were together, and there was a whistling wind on both sides, and large areas of black fog surged out from the ground. Countless evil ghosts with ferocious faces, holding white bone weapons, rushed towards the center of the square.

Because there are too many evil ghosts, when they rush to the square, they are already crowded together, rushing to each other, trampling and crowding, and the sound of ghosts and howlings are earth-shaking.

"How could there be so many ghosts?" Master Fu frowned.

"It's just some ordinary yin objects that can be twisted into ashes at will. Don't panic and you will be distracted. If you have a formation, you can set up a formation and fight the enemy without a formation. First, clean up these miscellaneous soldiers. The ten ghost generals above will be dealt with by our Tianshui Sect." Jin Liu's face was as usual and said loudly.

After saying that, he waved his palm and a delicate eight-treasure tower appeared in the air, with silver glows emitting from the surface.

Han Li looked closely and saw waves of space rippling above the tower body, and he pondered:

"The space immortal weapon... is rare, but the quality rank is not high."

Immediately afterwards, the light lit up in the door hole on the Linglong Pagoda, and more than ten figures of Taoist figures flew out from it, and their bodies fell to the ground, returning to normal. There were actually dozens of elders dressed in Tianshui Sect’s costumes.

The leader is the early stage of Taiyi, while the remaining people are mostly the late stage of the Golden Immortal and the peak of the Golden Immortal.

"Elder Lu Qiu, there are many ghost generals here, so I have to help you." Jin Liu clasped his fists at the dozen people and said.

"It's okay, we voluntarily enter the tower of sacrificial life, for the critical moment. I wish you a hand, so you don't have to be polite." The elder who was leading the white hair and thin, waved his hand and said.

Seeing this, Master Fu Gu and others felt a little calmer, and they held the law weapons one by one, preparing to defend against the enemy.

Then, Jin Liu and Su Qiqian looked at each other and led more than a dozen elders of Tianshui Sect to fly up and rush to the red-robed ghost general who claimed to be the Ten Palaces of Yama.

"Several fellow Taoists, although these Yinsha ghosts have not had high cultivation, they are too many. If they disperse their strength to fight, we will be exhausted sooner or later. Why not use the Qinglong Hunyuan Formation with me, maybe they can last until Tianshui Sect returns after winning." After Tianshui Sect and others left, Master Fu Gu's face calmed down and he shouted.

"This Qinglong Hunyuan Formation is your Qingsuo Valley Secret Formation. We are not familiar with it, so how can we form a formation together?" A Jinxian cultivator asked with a look of embarrassment.

"The key to forming this array is a treasure. You just need to do it according to the method I said. It is very easy to form a formation." After Master Fu said that, he quickly taught the formation method of the Qinglong Hunyuan Formation to everyone through voice transmission.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his wrist, raised his hand and threw out a dragon-shaped jade ring, shouting:

"Form a formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people immediately acted and according to the method he said, they besieged a circle in the city. At the same time, they stepped on the steps and pinched the magic tricks with their hands. There were also bursts of chanting sounds in their mouths.

Although Han Li was standing beside the few people, he did not move at all.
Chapter completed!