He said it was a reminder, but Jun Buyu did not immediately plunder out.

Ruoxian Duzi got his tips and knew that he had the support of heaven and came back to grab one, which would be no fun.

If you act without saying a word, you have always looked at three steps.

"Brother Dao, I can't do it!"

After coming to his senses, Gu Xijin bowed his hand and shook his head and smiled.

Fang Junmei and others also smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

I continue to wait, and in a short time, no other monks will come.

In the eighteenth level of hell, Long Jinyi was still rushing upwards.

The thirteenth level, the Blood Pool Hell, contains endless filthy power. When Long Jinyi crawled out, his body had rotten and smelly, and it was swollen and unbearable, as if it was a monster.

The fourteenth level, the hell of death in vain, is also a hell of attacking the heart. At the end, he is sad again.

The fifteenth level is the hell of punishment.

The so-called shape is the meaning of Lingchi. Long Jinyi used the means to others, and finally it was his turn.

There is no need to repeat the pain in it.

But from this level, he finally realized that if the methods of the eighteen levels of hell could be understood and integrated into his own methods, he might be able to go further.

After a lifetime of thought, Long Jinyi fought tenaciously, feeling that this was really a great opportunity for him.

No matter this, his body still died again in this level.

Passing the way of heaven and reshaping again!

Sixteen Passes, Volcano Hell.

The seventeenth level, the stone mill hell.

The eighteenth level, the knife saw the hell.

I went up the steps and came to this last level, I don’t know how long it took.

Jinyi was covered in scars again, and she climbed up almost step by step, panting like an old cow. It was a miracle to be able to persevere until now.

The four bloody words "Saw" in the knife and saw the hell seemed to sound in my mind, and the squeaking sound of sawing my own bones!

Long Jinyi's scalp exploded again!

And in this eighteenth level of hell, the scene is also strange. There are thousands of things like wooden beds placed there, and they are densely packed at first glance.

At the center, there is a high platform like a bed!

Obviously, that was prepared for Long Jinyi. To become the master of this magic weapon, one must endure more painful and cruel tempering than other dead souls.

The cold air flow came again.

On the left and right, he was wearing a dragon brocade robe and walked forward.

Hurry, Long Jinyi was lying on the high platform, facing upwards.

As soon as I lay down, a blood-red light shone brightly in the void above my head, and a huge saw about a foot long condensed.

!two

Without saying anything, it suddenly fell down, and it was placed in the center of Long Jinyi's belly, and it began to saw it back and forth.

Puff-

Blood almost instantly spewed out!

The extremely terrifying pain spread in Long Jinyi's body."

Howl—"Sad

The howling sounded again, and Long Jinyi's voice became somewhat deformed.

In the sea of ​​sand outside, Fang Junmei and others were once again terrified.

"This should be the last level, right?" Yang

Xiao Han said.

Everyone nodded.

And all of them looked in one direction at this moment.

Thousands of miles away from the side, another monk has arrived. This time, it is still a local monk, Ling Xiaozi and Li Junshi, come together.

Most of the old guys came here unknowingly when they were exploring places they hadn't been to before.

With the eighteen levels of hell, they are still decent and very jealous, but how dare they provoke war easily?

After staring for a while, the two of them left depressedly.

The local teams are already scattered and searching. Unless they join forces together, there will be no fight before going out."

The Dao Lang said impulsively in the troubled times.

The person nodded in agreement.

When Junmei heard this, he calculated the time. The three-year period seemed to be approaching, but after looking at the direction of the sky, there was no abnormality, but it might expire at any time. The precise date is the most difficult for monks to remember, and no one can remember the day of the three years.

At this moment, in other places, many monks have also begun to plan their next plans.

In a wilderness, two figures flew side by side, Chihai and Mengwu.

People have always had some friendship. Now, the bodies of two immortals and gods are lost together, and there is really nothing to Meng Wu covet. He walked along the way and was in a harmonious relationship.

"It's time to go out for a few days. I really gained very little when I came in this trip, and I spent this opportunity once a million years."

Meng Wubian Fei sighed.

"Can you still be more unlucky than me?" Chi

When Hai heard this, his eyes fell down.

Meng Wu thought about it, it was already good to be able to save his life and the body of the immortal god, let alone a group of ninth-level spiritual objects, as well as a lot of spiritual root materials and refining materials.

I don’t know how to comfort this old friend, I smiled and didn’t say anything.

"Brother, I have something to ask for."

Chi Hai suddenly said.

Meng Wudao: "Brother Dao, you're welcome, even if you say it." Chi

Hai nodded and said, "I want to invite fellow Taoists out, if possible, I will take care of my tribe." Meng

I was stunned in hearing the truth.”

You're not going out?"

"Yes, I don't plan to go out!"

Chi Hai's eyes were gloomy and firm, "After going out, it was nothing more than practicing and looking for the best innate spiritual treasures. There is no shortage of these resources in the place where the ancestor of man fell. Why do I still have to go out to find them? Stay here without competitors, I have enough time to search slowly." Meng

After hearing the words, my heart was also very moved.

The last words of the two local masters left before have already shown that there is no danger of staying, they just died in the golden light of time.

In this case, isn’t the most correct decision to stay?

No competitors!

Unclear resources for practicing Taoism!

Maybe there are still ownerless babies who have not been taken away!”

Brother, both of my two immortals and gods have been destroyed, and I have no way to go, so I have taken this step. You know, I will be locked up here for millions of years!"

Chi Hai looked at him and said, "Your immortal and god body is still there, and your strength is still at its peak. A million years is enough for you to find opportunities outside, so it is better not to stay. Being locked in this desperate situation is impossible to have two and a half steps to understand." Meng

Unheard of words, indeed struggling.

Hai stopped talking, and the figure of Dao Lang in troubled times appeared in his mind, his eyes became even colder and fierce, and murderous intent emerged.

"In a million years, I will definitely avenge this time!"

The old guy's heart was filled with hatred.
Chapter completed!