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Chapter 502 Eighteen hells, lead to life!

Boom...

The huge black shadow flew in like a dark cloud, and a dull roar spread quickly, forming a ferocious face.

"Human, turned out to be a human trialer." The ferocious face opened its mouth, and a voice came out, "Hey, there is also the Shura clan, how can there be a Shura clan, it is impossible for the Shura clan to come here...

..”

The ferocious face showed a puzzled expression, and then it spread suddenly, and a voice came out like muffled thunder: "It's interesting. Since you are here, let's stay."

Wow.

Black shadows were like the sky, pressing down on Ning Chen and the two of them.

Ning Chen secretly cursed, what the hell is going on? They are just coming to cover up the sky and the sun, making it impossible for them to escape even if they want to.

Just as the two of them were about to be shrouded in black shadow, the ghost tornado spinning in the sky suddenly spread out, and each ghost separated, revealing a face inside.

It was a pale face with clear facial features. It looked like a woman. It had only one face. It was very huge and was wrapped by countless ghosts.

The pale face opened its mouth and suddenly spit out a ray of white light, like a huge sharp sword, slashing towards the black shadow that covered the sky and the sun.

The huge black shadow was split open by white light, and a huge hole appeared. Large swaths of black smoke rose up and turned into nothingness.

Some stray ghosts were affected and turned into black smoke one after another, and screams came one after another...

"Don't resist, I'll take you out of here." Ning Chen said to Siam Yun, and without waiting for Siam Yun's reaction, he stamped his palm on the back of Siam Yun's head.

"How dare you..." Siam Yun glared angrily, but then his body went limp and he fainted.

Ning Chen brought Siam Yun into the Bronze Immortal Palace, and then rushed towards a group of affected ghosts. Many of the ghosts did not directly turn into black smoke, but were missing arms and legs and were screaming miserably.

This is a good time to harvest them.

laugh!

The sword light flashed, and Ning Chen was extremely fast. Taking advantage of the fact that these evil ghosts had no resistance, he quickly harvested them and at the same time raised his head to look at the sky.

The black shadow that covered the sky suddenly rose into the sky, turned into a ferocious face, and roared: "Ghost Mother, you want to destroy my good deeds, do you want to die?"

Ghost mother?

Ning Chen was surprised and had many thoughts in his mind.

But he quickly restrained his thoughts and quickly killed the ghosts. He had to hurry up and gather enough ghosts to complete the ghost face pattern on his arm.

In the sky.

The huge black shadow rushed towards the ghost tornado, each wandering ghost screamed, and the pale face in the middle once again sprayed out a white light, slashing towards the black shadow like a chain.

At the same time, the wandering soul began to spin, faster and faster, and its pale face shone white, as if it was brewing terrible power.

"puff!"

Ning Chen killed three ghosts with missing arms and legs with one sword, and the ghost face patterns on his arms glowed, finally completing the process.

At the same time, the pale ghost face in the sky spurted out a sword light, piercing the black shadow, and the large darkness turned into black smoke.

Screams came from the dark shadows.

"Ghost mother, wait for me, I will eat you sooner or later." The huge black shadow roared, suddenly shrank, and floated into the distance.

The pale face was a little blurry, as if it had consumed too much energy. It glanced at Ning Chen from a distance, and soon fell into the tornado, blocked by countless wandering souls.

Everything became calm again.

The pattern on Ning Chen's hand glowed, opening the Void Gate. He stopped in front of the Void Gate, looked up at the ghost tornado, and stepped into the Void Gate.

...

"This should be the last of the six realms, the hell realm."

After passing through the Void Gate, Ning Chen came to another space.

There is no sky or earth here, only pieces of things like suspended land, just floating in the air, and there are many pieces, stacked up and down, layer by layer.

Ning Chen counted it, there were eighteen floors in total.

This is the eighteen levels of hell.

In the eighteen levels of hell, each piece of land is different. On one of the pieces of land, dense thorns and iron trees grow. There are thorns everywhere, with sharp thorns crisscrossing them. Anyone who walks into them will definitely suffer from the thorns.

There is also a piece of land with copper pillars standing on it, which are burning red. If anyone walks on it, they will definitely be burned by the copper pillars.

There are also continents full of standing blades...

There are a total of eighteen levels, eighteen different environments. Ning Chen frowned when he saw it: "Is it possible that this level requires walking through eighteen levels of hell one by one and suffering eighteen kinds of torture?"

When we came to the first level of land, there was a stone tablet erected in front of it, which read "Eighteen hells, leading to the afterlife".

Ning Chen recited these eight words and already understood that he had to go through the eighteen hells. Only by going through the eighteen hells could he be reborn.

Rebirth means leaving the six realms of reincarnation.

"By the way, where are those monks from the Buddhist countries in the Western Regions?" Ning Chen suddenly thought of those monks from the Buddhist countries in the Western Regions. They entered the hell realm from the beginning, but even after scanning around, they didn't see a single bald head.

It’s not that there was no gain.

He was far away before, but now he observed carefully, Ning Chen found that from the first level of hell to the eighteenth level, each level of hell had some damage, such as the hell full of thorns and iron trees, some thorns and iron trees fell down, and they were damaged.

Man has blazed a trail.

Another example is the level of hell that is full of copper pillars. Some of the copper pillars are damaged or broken...

"It seems that it was done by those people from the Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Regions." Ning Chen couldn't help but feel happy, "This actually helped me a lot."

Obviously, the people from the Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Regions have left, and they have successfully passed through the eighteen levels of hell, but "there is reincarnation in the six realms." It is impossible for them to leave the six realms of reincarnation directly. They should have gone to another realm.

However, they destroyed some things in the Eighteenth Level Hell, which was a good thing for Ning Chen. He could follow their footsteps and avoid a lot of trouble.

Immediately, Ning Chen stepped into the first level of hell.

Before entering the first level of hell, he entered the Bronze Immortal Palace, checked Siam Yun's condition, and then touched the back of Siam Yun's head to ensure that she remained unconscious.

Because Ning Chen doesn't intend to bring Siam Yun with him in this eighteenth level of hell, it makes no sense.

There are no monsters, no ghosts, and no need to kill.

If you want to survive the pain of the eighteen levels of hell, you can only rely on yourself to endure it. It doesn't mean much if you can't get out of Siam. If you get out, it will just be one more person suffering.

The key point is that even if Siam Yun suffered the eighteen hells, it would be in vain. She was not a trialist, and the pattern with mysterious energy would not appear on her arms.

So I simply didn't let her come out.

...

I don't know how long it took, but Ning Chen arrived at the hell of thorns and iron trees.

These eighteen hells are not like those in the legend. There is tongue pulling hell and oil pot hell. You need to get into the steamer and put in the oil pot, but it is also very painful. The thorns and iron trees are shaking, and the sharp thorns are stabbing at Ning Chen.

To pierce him.

Originally, Ning Chen thought that it would be safe to follow the footsteps of the monks in the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions, but in the end, he thought it was simple.

Even if he follows the footsteps, he will still be attacked. The thorns and iron trees will move on their own and surround him crazily.

laugh!

Ning Chen swung his dragon scale sword and cut off a thorny iron tree.

"Although these thorn iron trees can move, they will not recover once they are destroyed. Generally speaking, those monks still helped me a lot." Ning Chen thought to himself, dancing with his long sword, cutting the thorns open, and cutting through the thorns along the way.

Finally, he crossed the hell of thorns and iron trees...

Bronze Pillar Hell.

The copper pillars here can also move, like a trance formation, and Ning Chen was almost trapped in it. If his body had not been strong enough, he would have been roasted by now.

After splitting the last copper pillar, he passed through this level of hell and continued downward...

As he walked through layer after layer of hell, the new patterns on Ning Chen's arms became more and more complete. As he walked, he practiced, comprehended the martial arts, and understood the "Shangqing Dao Jue", while fighting against the eighteen levels of hell.

Temper your physical body, Qi, and true essence...

Gradually, Ning Chen felt that his strength had improved again.

"I see......"

At this moment, he suddenly understood: "It turns out that the function of this level is to use the eighteen levels of hell to allow the transformations I have experienced in the human world, the heavenly world, the Shura road, the animal world, and the hungry ghost world to settle down and truly transform into myself.

Strength."

Eighteen levels of hell, eighteen kinds of torture, are also eighteen levels of experience, allowing the test takers to go through eighteen levels of tempering, making their realm more stable and their strength more solid.

Having reached this point, Ning Chen felt the power of "Six Paths of Reincarnation" more and more.

This place of trial was more powerful than he thought before entering.

There is no doubt that some people can go through the "Six Paths of Reincarnation". After going through these multiple experiences, there will definitely be huge improvements, and it will be all-round, including state of mind, soul, body, combat experience, cultivation, etc.....

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Moreover, there are three mysterious patterns that can increase people's perception speed and improve their cultivation level far beyond that of ordinary people.

"continue......"

Ning Chen's eyes shone and he continued going down.

...

"call......"

Finally, Ning Chen walked out of the last level of the eighteenth level of hell.

At this moment, he looked very embarrassed, his body was in tatters and his skin was torn, as if he had crawled out of a pile of corpses.

But his spirit is very good.

"This is the last hurdle, and I finally got through it." Ning Chen said to himself, looking at his arm, three patterns glowed and connected with each other.

At this moment, he felt that his brain was clearer than ever before, and all kinds of spiritual lights flashed through him. Even if he didn't study it seriously, his cultivation level was also improving.

Immediately, he sat down cross-legged and studied it carefully.

First is "Shangqing Tao Jue".

All kinds of insights emerge, and the realm rises rapidly...

I don't know how long it took, but Ning Chen opened his eyes and was a little surprised: "Hey, I'm still here and haven't been sent out directly. That's just right. This feeling is so amazing. I have to understand it quickly." He said again.

Close your eyes and comprehend the true meaning of martial arts.

This feeling was like an epiphany, all kinds of insights came to mind, and his own realm improved so fast that even Ning Chen himself was shocked.

You must know that his cultivation speed is extremely fast, and he has reached the current level in just over a year. However, compared with his current cultivation speed, his previous cultivation speed can only be regarded as average.


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