Chapter 161 One picture and one sword cannot be blocked
Chapter 161: One picture and one sword are unstoppable
"You broke into the frying pan hell without permission. You have committed a heinous crime. If you don't get caught without restraint, you will be punished by frying and never be freed." As a loud bell-like sound sounded, the entire space immediately changed.
The huge cauldron filled with hot oil grew rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, the world was filled with boiling golden oil and water. There were rolling oil bubbles everywhere without a single gap. The space was fried and scorched.
stand up.
Every bubble of oil, every drop of hot oil shimmers with complicated restrictions. There seem to be countless ghosts inside, each screaming in pain and screaming, exuding a substance of resentment, impacting people's minds. This oil pot hell actually will
The power of the true fire of the sun, which is the most positive and the most yang, is contradictory and strangely blended with the power of Yimu, the air of Jiuyou, the air of filth and many extreme negative emotions, which appears to be both divine punishment and sinister torment.
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Moreover, the giant cauldron that turned into the four walls of heaven and earth also had restrictions emerging, forming countless talismans, emitting a mixture of red, green and black rays of light, blocking everything, and black light appeared from time to time, among which Zhang Zhang was lingering.
Resentful face.
In this hot and oily world, the huge yellow-brown ghost stood proudly. The white flames around it looked like a real dragon coiled around it.
, Shura and other ethnic groups’ mysterious patterns, the curse and hatred contained in them complement each other well with the prohibition of the oil pan hell formation.
"With the complete blessing of the Oil Pot Hell, and with the cooperation, my Ten Thousand Spirits Curse Fire will have the peak strength of the fourth level. It can rival any monk among gods and humans." The master of this small hell, the flame evil ghost Pu Ya.
Full of confidence, "And if the real person from Sanjie who comes is even less powerful, without me taking action, the oil pot hell alone will make him unable to eat, be blown into a resentful soul, and fuse with the hot oil."
He saw that Shi Xuan, who was trapped in the oil cauldron of heaven and earth, had no reaction to his words, and screamed sharply. The white All Souls Curse Fire separated into nine flowers, transformed into nine white dragons with teeth and claws, and directed towards the formation to sense Shi Xuan.
He jumped towards the position, which contained a hint of resentment.
Stimulated by the fire of the All Souls Curse, the hot oil rolled extremely violently, each oil bubble burst and shattered, and the boiling sound resounded through this small hell. It made people feel numb in their bones and felt like they were in this oil pot.
There is nowhere to escape, no way to escape, and there is terrifying and blazing hot oil in all directions.
But at this time, a majestic and majestic long golden bridge appeared out of thin air, passed through countless exploding oil bubbles, and landed on the giant cauldron on the other side. Around the golden bridge on the other side, blossoming golden lotuses slowly opened, and the light appeared, boiling.
The oil and water immediately calmed down, golden as a mirror, as if the breeze was not coming, the water was sluggish, and the restrictions on the giant cauldron also stagnated. Not only did the power to lock the space disappear, but even the normal operation of the formation was difficult to maintain.
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Shi Xuan stepped onto the Golden Bridge on the other side and walked forward. It didn't feel like he was in a harsh and terrifying oil pot hell, but rather like he was walking on a long bridge over a lake in the bright spring of March.
Tai Chi Tu suppresses all directions and is the natural nemesis of formations. Now that the Three Tribulations have been completed for more than 400 years, it is naturally effortless and easy to suppress the formations below the heavens and humans. Therefore, Shi Xuan had previously attacked the Evil Mirror Hell.
The people who were repaired were extremely calm, and some little hell lords who only became powerful with the help of formations didn't even have the need to take action.
The oil pan formation was completely fixed, and the aura of Puya, the Little Lord of Hell, dropped from the peak of the third calamity to the second calamity in an instant, and the same was true for the Ten Thousand Spirits Curse Fire.
Under the suppression, the nine cursed fire white dragons collapsed directly, while Pu Ya's thoughts were stagnant and he did not react at all. He stood blankly under the golden bridge on the other side, like a wood carving and clay sculpture, sending Shi Xuan slowly across the bridge.
Stepped out of the frying pan hell.
It wasn't until the golden bridge on the other side turned into a golden light that it folded up, flew into Shixuan Yuanshen, and disappeared together into the oil pot hell. Pu Ya's Yuanshen began to operate, and it suddenly woke up. Everything before was only left in its memory.
A vast golden bridge with a transcendent and sacred meaning, and it is not clear at all how or when the Three Tribulations Master left.
"What if he wants to kill me?!" Pu Ya felt his heart trembling when he thought about this, and he was terrified. Under the suppression of Jinqiao, he could not resist. He was afraid that he didn't even know how to die. "How can I risk it?"
Such a real person came out?! I don’t know what his strength is. The magic weapon is terrifying and mysterious. With this thing alone, a real person at the peak of the Three Tribulations can fight! Why have I never heard of this person? Shouldn’t I be silent?
From the unknown!"
In the past thousands of years, the real people who entered the battlefield were very powerful and could defeat Pu Ya. However, relying on the oil pot hell, Pu Ya was still able to escape unscathed. This was the first time that he was so close to complete death, even if the opponent was
He passed by with his hands behind his back and didn't even bother to take action, so he sighed a lot.
"You have to tell the other hell masters about the situation of the magic weapon, so as not to be caught off guard and suffer losses." Pu Ya said this, but he didn't think so in his heart. Even if he knew the situation of the Jinqiao magic weapon, under absolute suppression,
It is still an unstoppable situation.
Moreover, under the supervision of the Evil Mirror Hell, the lords of other hells can know what is happening here at most half a beat later. He is just doing his best. Presumably the real person thinks the same way and has strong self-confidence.
Just now I didn't bother to kill myself to silence myself.
"I'm afraid only Master Yexian, the master of the Ice Little Hell who broke through three hundred years ago and is truly at the peak of the Three Tribulations, can stop him. It's a pity that Ghost Lord has used his trump card." Pu Ya quickly contacted Master Yexian through the formation and moved Jinqiao
Let me know the status of the magic weapon.
Master Yexian seemed to be fighting fiercely, but his strength at the peak of the Three Tribulations, coupled with the blessing of the formation, was almost a heavenly being. It was the trump card laid out by the giant spirit ghost king in the nine-level small hell, so he was able to do it with ease.
After listening with his mind, he said calmly: "I understand. Even without the blessing of Little Ice Hell, I will not be afraid of him." This is the confidence that has touched the essence of the great avenue, even if the other person is also of the same level.
With the help of that powerful weapon, even if he was prepared, he would be at a disadvantage at most.
The fighting in the little ice hell suddenly stopped, making Pu Ya curious: "Master Ye Xian, could it be that you have already won?"
"The two disciples of the White Bone Sword Lord, unfortunately, they didn't learn even 10% of his sword skills, so they came here to die in vain." Master Ye Xian answered calmly and unusually. It seemed that the other party had many tricks, and even the White Bone Sword Lord gave him a life-saving fourth level.
The secret treasures are not worth mentioning, "The blind crow from Mangshan Ghost Lord's sect came in, and his eye of death is one of a kind."
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After Shi Xuan broke out of the small hell of the oil pot, he came to a filthy and disgusting world. It was like a mud swamp, with green bubbles rolling around. But if you look carefully, the mud in it is thick or thin.
The feces and other filthy things are of various colors, but they are all almost dark green, and the smell is so strong that those who smell it will feel as if their soul is sinking.
"Does this mean that I can't beat you and make you sick to death?" Shi Xuan looked at the small hell of the cesspool, looking at the ghosts struggling in the excrement, with expressions of disgust, disgust, and hatred on their faces, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
, it’s not that I can’t accept it because of my state of mind, but I didn’t expect to encounter this, and I just think it’s funny. It is said that if you get a little bit of the dung here, your soul will immediately become dirty and unkempt. Even if you can escape, the stench will dissipate within a hundred years.
Don't fall off.
Shaking his head, as soon as the Golden Bridge on the other side appeared, immeasurable golden light bloomed. Not only did the bubbles and rolling in the excrement swamp stop, but even the stench that permeated every corner was illuminated by the golden lotus. He exited near the Golden Bridge on the other side, above and below the bridge.
Compared with the surrounding cesspit hell, it is like a fairyland on earth, with a fragrance that is refined and refined.
Stepping on the Golden Bridge on the other side, Shi Xuan walked towards the void on the other side. The Golden Bridge under his feet was like a substance. Every time he took a step, he could step on faint beautiful ripples, as if supporting Shi Xuan's footsteps.
At this time, in the feces swamp far away from the Golden Bridge on the other side, a gloomy green sword light flew out, slashing towards Shi Xuan with a sword intent of filth, decadence, and depravity.
Countless tiny sword lights in the yin green transformed into all kinds of filthy things and filthy things. Before the sword light arrived, my mind felt like it was filthy. If it were an ordinary pure Yang magic weapon of the Three Tribulations, if it was struck by a sword, it would immediately cause death.
Lost spirituality and fell into the mortal world.
The guardian of this small hell knew the power of the Golden Bridge on the other side from the Evil Mirror Hell, so he hid far away to avoid having his thoughts suppressed and unable to make an outburst.
Relying on the strength of the Three Tribulations, as well as being far away from the Golden Bridge on the other side and being well prepared, his thoughts only stagnated for a moment and then recovered. He estimated that other magical techniques would be difficult to break the light around the Golden Bridge. Maybe he would be suppressed just by approaching.
The situation was calm, so he combined his body with the sword light and used all his strength to perform the "Filthy Soul-Destroying Sword Technique". He planned not to be able to stop Shi Xuan, but also to defile his magical Golden Bridge magic weapon and create an opportunity for the Lord of the next level of hell.
A purple sword light shot through the sky from Shi Xuan's body, and a beautiful starry sky appeared in the sword light. The stars were shining brightly, some were Beidou, some were white rainbows, blue dragons, red birds, white tigers... The aura of killing and destruction had not dispersed, but
It is condensed on the sword light, and the feelings of brilliance and terror are contradictory and harmonious.
The Ziying Sword arrived first, slashing directly on the dark green sword light. The feeling of killing, sharpness, and destruction flourished, completely cutting open and mincing the filth, sinking, and depravity, even the dark green sword light.
The sword light was also cut into two pieces. The Ziying Sword at the peak of the Three Tribulations and Zhou Tianxing Dou's sword skills seemed to cut everything!
The dark green sword light turned into dots of green light, and they were about to flee and regroup, but as soon as the purple sword light showed up, the dark night sky emerged, and the stars slowly rose, forming various formations, turning a thousand miles around into a
A sea of boiling stars.
When the starry sky disappeared and the purple sword light flew back, there was no movement at all, as if the fight just a moment ago had never happened.
"It's disgusting, it's disgusting! Master, you are so bad." After the Ziying Sword flew back to Shixuan Yuanshen, he screamed, even though it was born noble and could ward off all kinds of evil and filth.
Shi Xuan smiled and comforted Zi Ying, walked across the Golden Bridge on the other side, and went into the void to go to the last level of hell he wanted to enter.
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The cold wind howled and the sky was filled with ice and snow.