Three days later, Zong Shou was sweating and walking on a turbulent blue sea.
The seventh layer is called Linghai Dead Prison. Looking at it, I saw all the blue sea water.
It makes people's minds, but in the dark blue and pure water, it is poisonous.
In addition, this world is not just to distort the laws of the road.
Walking on this sea surface, there are always meta -magnetic power that exceeds the absence of thousands or even thousands of times more than thousands of times or even thousands of times.
Not only the body, it needs to bear the heavy pressure of more than a thousand times before.
It is the things that are hidden in the Qiankun bag, and it is also unavoidable.
At all times, there are danger that falls into the country, and there is no place to rest at all.
The ban here is also different from the previous layers.
It is the wind! Scrape the wind, the moment is constantly endless, never rest.
Not only on the sea of blue, there are many waves of stance. It also contains countless yin power, and it is deep into the depths of the bone marrow.
Not only is there any pain that is not inferior to the punishment of the ice wheel, but if it can not be resisting, it will also directly destroy people's qi and blood marrow element, plunder the birthday.
Just one day ago, Zong Shou saw him with his own eyes. In this wonderland, the monk could not support it in this giant wave, and fell into the sea.
With only sixty interest, there is no corpse, and even blood and water exist.
I don't know what kind of toxins in this sea water, but even the immortal monk could not resist.
At this time, Zong Shou was also exhausted, sweaty. Every hundred miles, you need to stop breathing.
This yin wind is endless. It also made the blood and blood in his body retrograde, and never stopped.
I do n’t know when to support it before it is over.
In the Qiankun bag, things that can be lost are empty.
But the body still seems to be poured with lead and is extremely heavy. At this time, it can still be supported, but I can't wait to transfer it directly into the seawater. It is better to die.
It is practical to use Bihuo Xuan Turtle to travel, which can be a lot easier.
However, it is necessary to move in the sky, but there is some inconvenience. Instead, it increases the burden.
On the contrary, Lu Wu was sick, and the situation was a lot better than Zong Shou.
The air machine is smooth, and the mask can't see the expression. However, in the eyes, it is also slightly sorrowful.
Maybe see Zong Shou, it is indeed the limit, and persuaded: "Why is the bitterness of the king? That Xuanyan Saint Zun, I'm afraid that I have already known me where I am.
Dangerous, it is better to stop for a moment, and resume slightly again. "
Zong Shouhe's voice was indifferent. Lu Wuyan's words, why did he not know.
At this moment, there is a strong horizontal cross. Make Zong Shengsheng's idea of worshiping his worship, Ling Guanyou.
That's the power of the meta -magnetic power of this world, and it has to make him feel more powerful.
It's Xuanyan!
Somewhere in this dead prison, even nine nine dead prison, is high.
But it is just the power of this soul -minded oppression, it has made him feel unbearable.
The man didn't seem to want to shoot him, but he was high, with a joke.
It feels like a noble king. I watched a mouse slipping in front of him.
A mouse that makes him slightly interested-
Without killing, he never retracted the soul. With a cold and cold bone marrow, he pressed it so quietly. But he almost made him, unbearable.
Or maybe this person is just waiting to see when he will collapse and when he will be transferred into the sea, just like the previous person, all the bones and souls will disappear.
There was even a faint sense of coercion, trying to make him bow down and bow.
That thought seemed to be saying that as long as Zong Shou admits his mistake, he can be let go.
"No problem!"
After taking a deep breath, Zong Shou smiled brightly.
Maybe he was really used to it, or maybe he was distracted. The marrow-burning blood spell and the pain of qi and blood reflux could no longer affect his mind.
Under this oppression, there was an unprecedented anger in my heart.
I don’t know why, but I just don’t want to be embarrassed in front of this person and be laughed at by him.
He never knew that he was so stubborn in his bones. To put it nicely, he was strong and persistent. At worst, he didn’t know how to live or die——
But now that he is in this desperate situation anyway, why should he bow to this man?
As if he was aware of Zong Shou's thoughts, his spiritual thoughts suddenly strengthened.
Zong Shou's body suddenly swayed, his feet staggered, and he almost fell under the sea.
After a long while, he finally came over.
Lu Wubing next to him was completely unaware, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Why has it come to this level?
At this time, he also knew that something was wrong in Zong Shou's body, which was probably due to the influence of the Marrow-burning Blood Spirit Curse. How could Zong Shou's powerful heritage reach such a point that it seemed to be about to collapse?
Zong Shou ignored the moment when his spiritual thoughts were pressurized. His whole body bones exploded, and his soul thoughts were almost crushed, but he still managed to hold on.
Then, under the tremendous pressure, he took another step forward.
The world in front of me changes again, and I look into the distance. It can be seen that in the cloud sky, there is a huge whirlpool swirling, filling the area thousands of miles away.
There was a violent storm all around, and countless thunderbolts were constantly flashing in the storm.
"Is this the Gate of Hades you mentioned?"
The seventh floor is the Linghai Death Prison, with two entrances.
There is only one place in the abyss of time and space from the seventh to eighth levels, and its location will no longer move.
Right in the middle of the spiritual sea.
With Zong Shou's Star Tao Seed and the power of instantaneous air, it took more than three days to get here.
But just when I felt like I couldn't hold on any longer, I finally saw the entrance to the eighth floor.
Lu Wubing didn't answer, but his expression was slightly sad.
Zong Shou knew clearly that he was grieving the death of his parents.
After pondering for a moment, he said calmly: "You can stay here and don't have to follow me! If Gu Gu dies unfortunately, you can make a living on your own. If Gu is lucky enough to escape, I will do my best to help you out!"
After saying that, he threw a jade plate away from him.
This is a space magic weapon that was captured in Cangling Realm that day.
It is only slightly stronger than the Spirit Mustard Ring, but far inferior to the Immortal Treasure Juntian Palace that was taken from the divine realm monks.
But at this time, there are more than a hundred immortal-level experts hidden in this space magic weapon.
They were all temporarily banned and hidden in this jade plate.
The immortal cultivators in this jade plate always need someone to suppress them. Once they enter the eighth level, Zong Shou may not be able to take good care of them.
It would be better to leave it to Lu Wubing. With his cultivation that is infinitely close to the divine realm, he should be fine.
Lu Wubing was startled, and he seemed to know that his cultivation was not enough, so forcing him to follow him would only be a burden.
So he didn't refuse and took the jade plate.
"I know it! I will definitely live up to your entrustment!"
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