"No, the dangers in this world are unknown, and the true and false are unknown. I'm afraid if these silver ants disperse, even my star Tao seed may not be able to protect them——"
As soon as Zong Shoulue pondered, he put away the idea of exploring with these holy fire silver ants.
In fact, we had encountered many dangers on the previous sixth and seventh floors.
It was thanks to the seventy-nine Instant Sky Dragon Pills of Examiner Zongshou that these silver ants were able to escape safely.
In this prison, we still don’t know what the forbidden magic is and what the mystery is.
Just the people imprisoned in this prison are enough to make people feel fearful.
According to what Lu Wubing said, only the poorest and most vicious people in the Lu family, or those who committed unforgivable crimes in the family, would be detained here.
Thinking about it, you can tell that there are definitely not a few strong ones among them.
Zong Shou first tentatively stepped up to the sky. When he arrived here, he was as calm as before.
"There is no power of magnetism, and there are no restrictions everywhere. In other words, people are not allowed to travel in the void here——"
However, although there are no restrictions here, the spiritual energy is extremely strong, the laws and regulations are extremely strict, and there are no loopholes to exploit.
In other words, in other worlds, he can travel dozens of miles in an instant. In this world, he can travel up to ten miles away.
As for the Instant Sky Dragon Pill, it is estimated that it can only move within a hundred miles at this time.
Also, this dark power is a bit too strong. It is like maggots attached to bones and threads entangled in souls.
Zong Shou frowned, and a four-foot-long bloody green blade slipped out of his sleeve.
In an instant, countless forces of death gathered together and converged on the sword.
It seems that there is a huge Yin River flowing all around me.
This is the Death Sword of Styx. The energy of death from Styx lingers and cannot be driven away. It is better to turn it to your own use at this time.
The imperial concubine used these dark powers to move forward effortlessly. After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, Zong Shou was startled.
I saw in the distance a dozen iron frames with a height of thousands of feet, arranged in a neat row, erected in the distance.
A few figures were vaguely nailed into the iron frame.
With the help of the Instant Sky Dragon Pill, Zong Shou ducked over. Then his eyes were full of shock.
The people who were nailed on these iron crosses were all god-level monks.
Two of them have clearly reached the peak of the divine realm.
Then something suddenly dawned on him, and he was surprised. On the ninth floor, there might be a rumored exit.
Then why are sinners above the Lu family's divine realm sent to the eighth level of death prison?
Wouldn't it be easier to get to the ninth floor?
Only then did we realize that these people were no longer free-range. Instead, they were locked and sealed, and they were not allowed to be free.
Looking at these iron frames again, they are clearly continuously extracting the true energy and blood of the cultivating god monk and transferring them to other places.
It is obviously the branch of a huge spiritual formation——
"Could it be said that the forbidden array of the Nine Ultimate Prisons of Death is actually maintained by extracting the true energy and blood of these god-level monks?"
Thinking about it, I feel that it is wrong. Such a large formation cannot be supported even by hundreds of gods.
These people should just supplement -
On the dozen or so iron frames, most of the god-level monks were dying and extremely weak. They glanced at Zong Shou, who was flying over to Dunfei, and then closed their eyes again and ignored them.
But there was a big man with a rough appearance and a knotted beard. He looked at Zong Shou up and down in surprise, and then laughed.
"It's weird! It's weird! I am trapped in this eighth level of hell, and no one has broken in for hundreds of years. But unexpectedly, in the past two years, I have seen several strange faces one after another. This little guy, his age should be
You are still only forty. You have just reached the Immortal Realm, and you can actually come down. Could it be that the six green thunder eagles outside have been roasted and eaten?"
He seemed to be talking to himself or to the dozen god-level monks on the iron frame around him, but no one around him answered.
Zong Shou was also quite interested in the person in front of him.
But at this moment, he was impatient. He wanted to find the whereabouts of Lu Hanyan and Zong Weiran.
He shook his head and was about to leave. Then his heart moved slightly, and Zong Shou temporarily stopped escaping.
"Senior, does he know that Lu Hanyan?"
"Lu Hanyan?"
The rugged man was stunned, and then smiled: "I know a little bit, is the daughter of the Fenkong Holy Emperor now, the little princess of the Fenkong Lu family? But now, the situation is not good——"
Zong Shou's eyes flashed and he continued to ask: "Then does senior know where she is now?"
At the peak of the divine realm, divine thoughts can cover the world thousands of miles away. Even if it is restricted in this prison of death, it should be able to reach thousands of miles away.
There are also many unpredictable magical powers. This person may be able to know where Lu Hanyan is at this moment.
"nature--"
The man answered subconsciously, then his eyes became slightly confused, and then he shook his head.
"I don't know very well. There is nothing that I and Wuyazi don't know about in these eight levels of death prison. I remember this woman's name, but I don't know her whereabouts at the moment, or she may have been transferred to the ninth level.
Ninth floor?
Zong Shou's heart sank slightly, and he felt as cold as ice. How could he be transferred to the ninth level again?
If this is really the case, what should I do?
It was already difficult for him to deal with the Blue Thunder Eagle on the eighth floor.
I don’t know why the guard at the entrance to the ninth floor is so powerful? Late stage of the divine realm, or peak of the divine realm?
Immediately, he comforted himself in his heart. He didn't know that his mother might not necessarily be moved to the ninth level of death prison.
I also had a vague feeling that something was wrong with it. But I couldn't figure out where it was.
There was also doubt in Wuyazi's eyes. Then he didn't care and smiled at Zong Shou: "Although you are in the fairyland, I can see your jade-muscular fairy body, and your bones are overflowing with pure energy. Only this physical body
, is not under the realm of gods. Since it can enter
You must be very capable in this eighth floor. But if you want to enter the ninth floor, I am afraid that you are not strong enough. Why don't you let me Wu Yazi come out, and I can take you down. I just don't know, you
Does this kid have such abilities?"
As soon as he said this, the other monks on the iron frame all opened their eyes and came to watch the sect.
Zong Shouze's face was calm, completely unmoved by his words. He continued to ask: "Senior, have you ever heard of Zong Weiran's name? Where are the people who broke into this hell in recent years?"
When Wu Yazi heard this, he immediately laughed loudly: "Of course I know, but I need you to release me first before I can tell you!"
Zong Shou snorted softly and looked carefully at the iron frame seal.
In his previous life, he also studied the formation path intensively for a period of time, looking for opportunities for breakthroughs in cultivation.
But after coming to this life, because I advanced too quickly, I exhausted all my energy to maintain a stable Tao foundation, so I completely put down this skill and specialized in one path.
However, in the way of spiritual practice, if one method is universal, then all methods are universal.
On top of one method, reaching the pinnacle, one can naturally draw parallels.
At this moment, one can see that this ban is indeed difficult.
Not only are these god-level monks on the iron frame having a hard time breaking out of their confinement. Even if outsiders want to rescue them, it's not easy either.
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