Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

"Oh, I don't know, if we come here here, it's a blessing or a curse!" screaming, some self-deprecating.

"It is a blessing to be a curse and no matter what, this ghost place, it seems that the higher the number of layers, the force of the imprisonment of the gods will also be strengthened, making people not very comfortable." Fu Gu main eyebrows.

"Let's go. There is no turning arrow in the opening bow. Since they have all arrived here, they will explore the tower together and don't come here." Su Shi said calmly.

After all, she would have to go forward to the front, and her eyes were so heavy that she was busy with it.

Fu Guzhu and others looked complicated and looked at the huge stone gate behind them. It still seems hesitant.

"The ban on this stone gate is no less than a large ancestral guardian's ancestor. It is not easy to break it, or find another way out." When Han Li passed by Fu Gu, he reminded me. .

As he spoke, he also rushed toward the black building.

Fu Guzhu and others saw the change, and the face changed and changed again. After hesitating again and again, he had to follow up.

As everyone walked all the way, the closer to the black building, the more intense the surrounding haze was. When the building was approaching, the temperature in the surrounding air became cold, and the nostrils of Jin Jin’s scattered There is a white mist in the mouth, which comes out with the breathing.

When I came to the black building, the talents discovered that it was a wild grassland.

The ancient temple gate was very ruined. Not only was the grass between the brick walls full of grass, but even the two wooden sills were covered with moss. The two animal doorknobs were covered with rust and hung on the door.

Han Li stood outside the mountain gate, his eyes fell on the plaque hanging above the threshold, and scorned: "Eighteen layers..."

Looking at the three words on the forehead, everyone's face became strange.

"How is it 18 layers? We are not going to the third floor, how can we get to the 18th floor?" Fu Guzhu suspected.

"No need to make a fuss, perhaps the name of this ancient temple, called the '18th floor'."

"There is a ghost in it, I am afraid that it is not good. I don't think we should go in." A Jinxian was distracted and shivered.

His voice just fell, and "Oh," a sound, the two thresholds of the ancient temple actually opened.

Everyone waited for a moment, and there was no movement in the door. They couldn’t help but face each other and some were at a loss.

The turbulence and Su Shi looked at each other and nodded to each other. They first walked in toward the door.

Han Li brows a pick, only feels strange in his heart, and also walked in.

Fu Guzhu and others were very worried, and they had to go in with their scalp.

Everyone stepped into the old temple, and behind him was a long and ugly sound of "Oh," and the door closed.

Han Li turned to look at it, and saw two groups of green ghosts floating out from behind the door, bypassing the crowd and flying forward, like two lanterns leading the way, hanging in front of everyone.

Everyone was surprised by this weird scene. After hesitating for a long time, they walked deep into the ancient temple with the two groups of wildfires.

Behind the door is a white square that is not too small. When Han Li went up, he felt that the ground under his feet was not flat. From time to time, there was a slight "squeaky" sound.

When he looked down, he found that the ground of the white square was not paved by white stone, but was made of a piece of white broken bone. The ground was uneven, and there was a little green phosphorus fire from time to time. Flying out.

Everyone walked cautiously on it, so there was no difference on the way, and everyone soon came to the Temple of Heaven.

Inside the Temple of Heavenly Kings, there are two statues of kings who are tall and tall, and almost equal to the entire house.

Both of them are wearing a broken gold armor, holding a scorpion in one hand, and a **** head in one hand, different from the face of the real king in the temple. The faces of these two are a devil. Image.

After passing through the Temple of Heaven, the people came to a larger square.

There are nine high-rises on both sides of the square. The people on the square are full of shadows and screams.

Han Li brows and looks up at the first high platform on the left. He sees a ghost with a blue skin on his face. He is holding a black iron tong in his hand and is exploring a gray-haired old mouth. , pinch her tongue and slowly pull out.

The old man was full of pain, but he couldn’t make much noise. He could only "snap" and swallow.

On the other high platform on the other side, there was a beautiful woman who was tied to a stone bed without a cover. Two blue-haired evil spirits were holding a huge pair of scissors and looking at it. Cut it off.

The woman cried and was terrified.

When Han Li looked back, he saw a tragedy on this stone platform.

In one of them, there was a huge stone mill, which was pushed by a powerful ghost king. The inside of the human body was broken and the head of the person was intact. He still mourned with one voice after another.

There is another place, with a huge iron pot, the flames lingering underneath, the pot burning with boiling oil, and a few evil spirits carrying a terrified person next to them, will put them into the pot, and the black smoke will be blown up.

......

Han Li brows and finally understands why it is called "eighteen layers".

In the secular world of the human world and the spiritual world, there are rumors that the underworld has 18 layers of purgatory. Han Li has heard a lot since he was a child, so I don’t think it’s bizarre, but I’m more confused. .

“What the **** is this?” Fu Gu’s main face was dignified and asked loudly.

His voice just fell, and there was a red light in the sky in front of the square. The ten figures slowly fell from the air.

Han Li fixed his eyes and saw that there were ten ghosts dressed in scarlet robes and waist belts.

Those ghosts have a sharp head, or a long-haired horse, or a long-nosed monkey. They are weird and have no personal shape. Only one of them is white, and there is a red flower on the chest. It looks quite good. A few points of reading scholars newly appeared in the department.

"Where are you enchanting, how dare you pretend to be a ghost in this, so you can get rid of the mystery?"

"Bold prisoners, met the ten temples, and even dared not to plead guilty?" The white-faced man, who was a little human, akimbo, one finger to the crowd, reprimanded.

The squeaky voice was fine, and with some feminine movements, the image of the original reader was suddenly broken. It seems that there are some people who are not yin and yang.

"Ten will be a ghost, will dare to claim to be a joke? Joke!" Su Shi sneered, said.

"Today is when you wait for the 18th floor of the purgatory, you will be sentenced to death, and you will want to re-enter the reincarnation." The white-faced ghost will roar and fly.

The other nine people floated up with him, and their scarlet robes were all without the wind, and they screamed.

Their voices together, there are smoldering winds on both sides, a large black mist rushing out from the ground, countless face-to-face evil spirits, holding white bones, and rushing toward the center of the square.

Because the number of evil spirits is too much, when they rush to the square, they have already huddled together, colliding with each other, stepping on each other, and the sound of ghosts and screams is earth-shattering.

"This... how can there be so many ghosts?" Fu Guzhuo said.

"But it's just ordinary femininity, you can turn it into a fly ash at your fingertips. You don't have to panic under the chaos, there are arrays of battles, no enemy, no need to clean up these miscellaneous soldiers, the ten members will be cleaned up. We have our own Tianshui sect." The turbulent face is as usual, and the voice is loud.

After all, he waved his hand, and a tower of eight treasures appeared in the air, and the surface was bursting with silver.

Han Li fixed his eyes and saw that there was a wave of space turbulent above the tower, secretly sinking:

"Space fairyware... rare is rare, but the product rank is not high."

Then, seeing the light on the doorway of the exquisite pagoda, the lights illuminate one after another. More than ten figures were shot from the air, and the figure was turned back and forth as usual. It was a dozen elders dressed in Tianshuizong costumes.

Among them, the first person was Taiyi’s initial cultivation, while the rest of them were mostly Jinxian’s late stage and Jinxian’s peak.

"Elder Lu Qiu, there will be a lot of ghosts here, and you have to work hard to help each other." The rushing rushed to the dozens of people and said with a fist.

"No matter, I will wait for the voluntarily to enter the tower, for the time being, I wish you all the best, so you don't have to be polite." The head of the hair must be white, and the elders with weight loss waved their hands and said.

Fu Guzhu and others saw this, the mind was only a little stable, a law enforcement treasure, ready to defend the enemy.

Then, the turbulence and Su Shi looked at each other and led a dozen of Tianshuizong elders to fly up and flew directly to the red robes who claimed to be the ten temples.

"Several friends, although these sinister ghosts are not high, there are too many. If you disperse the power and kill, I will wait for it sooner or later. If you use me to display the Qinglong mixed Yuan, you may be able to win the Tianshui Zong. Returning." After Tianshuizong and others left, Fu Gu’s face was condensed and shouted.

"This Qinglong mixed element array is your Qingsuogu secret array, I am not familiar with it, how can we jointly form a battle?" asked a Jinxian scattered face to face the difficult color, asked.

"The key to forming this battle is a treasure. You just need to do it according to the method I said. It is very easy to make a match." Fu Guzhu said, the method of the Qinglong mixed element array is taught by voice. To everyone.

Then he turned his wrist and raised his hand to throw a dragon-shaped jade and shouted:

"Flock!"

When the voice just fell, several people immediately acted. According to the method he said, the city surrounded a circle, while the footsteps were pacing, the handcuffs were smashed, and the mouth was ringing.

Although Han Li is also standing by a few people, there is no action.

Seeing the gloomy ghosts rushing like the tide, everyone is innocent and cares about him, but there is a bit of resentment in my heart.