Although the five elements of spiritual energy are there, they cannot be touched. The power of various laws is also divided and locked.
And even the fire spiritual method is the same...
Zong Shou's heart moved slightly again, and a white flame ignited in his hand. This was the flame of Burning Sky, burning in the palm of his hand without restraint.
It feels like the flame power has increased by at least half times compared to normal!
Zong Shou couldn't help but think thoughtfully. In other words, only the Lu family's Fen Kong blood was unrestricted here.
After contemplating for a moment, he still manifested all the seventy-nine star Tao seeds in the void of the soul sea.
I saw that 60% of them were dim and dull, 20% had a slightly weaker luster, 10% were as usual, and the last 10% of the stars had increased instead of decreasing.
Zong Shou tried again, exerting the power of fate, cause and effect, time, and life and death one by one.
In just a moment, Zong Shou's face became relaxed again.
Although the Five Elements method is restricted, the restrictions on the true meanings of the several great avenues he masters are much smaller.
The beginning and ending are simply not affected by the image at all.
The new control of the true meaning of the word "source" makes his true power and soul energy still viable even in this environment.
This prison of death greatly suppressed his strength, but on the other hand, it also enhanced it, and its effect was actually very limited.
The restrictions in this dead realm are indeed terrifying, but for him, they obviously have limitations.
"A person like you, who can master all kinds of origin avenues like you, will never be able to master more than ten fingers in ten thousand years. In our Lu family, it is even more unique. If there is a person like you, the Lu family will definitely not give up.
Easily thrown into this dead realm."
Lu Wubing shook his head and said coldly: "Sichen's parents are here. At least 70% of their strength has been lost. However, the purity of Fenkong's bloodline is only half. They are almost at the mercy of others——"
Zong Shou was silent. Although his words were plain, there was no hint of resentment.
However, he could also see Lu Wubing's mood at this time.
I didn’t ask any more questions at the moment. I stretched out a hand and tapped my fingers lightly, trying to disturb the time and space barrier here.
In just a moment, Zong Shou's face turned gloomy.
This Death Prison Formation seems to be really open to the inside but not to the outside world.
Not only is his strength limited, but he is surrounded by countless talisman formations. He can also feel that the layers of time and space barriers are so strong that they cannot be added.
Even if you try your best and spare no effort, you will probably end up with no results.
Zong Shou felt his heart become cold. Lu Wubing and his 'master' really didn't say anything false.
The spiritual confinement in this prison of death is indeed extremely difficult. Even if one's strength is not restricted at all, the result will not change.
Unless one has strength above the Holy Realm, or has a strong person like Lin Xuanshuang to support him, it is almost impossible to escape from the prison of death.
Or—
The white flames that were beating fiercely in Zong Shou's palm suddenly turned calm. However, the surrounding time and space, and even the laws, were collapsing.
——One layer, two layers, three layers, when the seventh layer of space-time barrier and talisman outside the boundary collapses.
The power of the sky-burning flames was blocked, making it difficult to advance any further.
Zong Shou shook his head slightly, took hold of his right hand, and extinguished the blazing white flame.
This Fenkong bloodline really has a miraculous effect on the restraining power here.
When he activated the Flame of Burning Sky with all his strength, he clearly felt that the barrier of time and space, which required him to use all his strength and strike with all his strength to break through, was simply too fragile to be suppressed.
But beyond this seventh layer, there are at least four more layers of barriers, already stacked on top of each other, with more stringent array talisman restrictions, and the large formation of sparks and dust——
According to Lu Wubing, the highest level of Fenkong's blood can freely enter and exit this prison of death.
Among the Lu family, it is another form of punishment without inflicting punishment on the body. It is not restricted by the clan rules, and it is lawless.
But just like his Zong Shou, he can be regarded as a direct pure blood in the Fenkong Lu family, ranking extremely high. Not long ago, he even experienced the purification of the Marrow-burning Blood Curse.
However, even he is still four levels away from breaking out of prison——
This road seems to be deadlocked.
It's really hard to imagine how tyrannical the Fenkong bloodline in its complete form would be.
Lu Wubing also seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly: "It is said that the blood of Fenkong is purified to the extreme. Can it have the power to destroy the world? Wherever you look, nothing remains. The flames of Fenkong will also have it."
Changes. But I don’t know what the specific situation is. There is no record in the clan. It is said that there are only more than ten people since ancient times. Either they have achieved the ultimate level, or they have died in the extreme calamity."
Zong Shou listened quietly, but did not take these words to heart.
Continue to carry Lu Wuyi around and move around in these three levels of death prison.
There are passages connecting the Nine Jue Hells of Death, but their locations are also uncertain. Even asking Lu Wubing was useless, so Zong Shou focused most of his attention on searching for the entrance to the fourth floor.
But I was secretly wondering in my heart. The lush vegetation in this world, apart from the absence of animals and the thick green mist, was actually not much different from the ordinary world.
Zong Shou moved more than a dozen times, and his spiritual mind searched for at least a hundred kinds of spiritual fruits, all of which were extremely rare in the outside world and had extremely rich spiritual powers.
Even though it cannot be called a fairyland or a paradise, it has nothing to do with the word "death".
Just as he was thinking this, Zong Shou's face twitched slightly. His body was frozen in place, his teeth clenched, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.
His whole body was convulsing violently, as if he had been cut by thousands of knives.
It's not as good as when the power of the blood spirit is unleashed, but it's comparable to when he transformed his twin veins.
The attack happened extremely suddenly, without any warning, and was caught off guard.
If that was all, it would be fine, but the latent blood spirit curse was inexplicably triggered at this moment.
It was as if a valve had been opened in the body. The whole body burned like a flame, making the pain increase a hundred times.
Fortunately, the pain only lasted for about half a moment and then gradually dissipated.
The magic power of the burning marrow blood spirit was also suppressed by him again.
Zong Shou's clenched hands relaxed and his eyes were fixed. If it hadn't been for this sudden change, he would have almost forgotten about it.
This marrow-burning blood-spirit curse is far from over, it has only been temporarily suppressed after advancing to the divine realm.
But where did this pain come from? There was nothing abnormal in his body at this time.
Could it be——
Turning around, he saw Lu Wushuang, whose face was also pale, but his eyes were full of a accustomed indifference.
"The third level of the Hell of Death is also called the Hell of Death by Thousand Swords. Every time it is cut for an hour, the people in this prison will experience this kind of pain, just like the pain of Thousand Swords, which is why it has this name——"
Zong Shou could no longer listen to the words that followed. At this moment, he felt as if his eyes were being roasted by burning fire, and it was painful.
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