The First Sword of the Earth

Xilian was indeed taken aback by the situation below.

Hu Banxian spent most of his practice years by the side of Daoist Qinglin and Zen Master Santong. They were peaceful days with beautiful mountains and forests and peaceful years.

Naturally, Xi Lian will not be afraid of ghosts and ghosts in the underworld, but standing in the upper and lower passages of the 18th floor of hell and looking towards the bottom...

She had never seen such a strange situation.

At the very bottom of the passage is a stone chamber with a diameter of ten feet. There are dozens of 'mummy' evenly distributed near the edge of the stone chamber. Half of them have peaceful faces and a little anger, while half of them have distorted bodies and hideous faces. They are full of life. none.

alive, its own breath is not as good as an earthworm;

Those who died seemed to have experienced great pain before they died, exposing the fact that a monk who was "died of thirst" by lack of vitality was somewhat more terrifying than a ghost.

"they are……"

"what to do?"

The thirteen people who arrived here, plus a half-immortal fox, fell into silence after falling for a certain distance.

How to do this?

From the perspective of the Diyin Sect, those who killed the Diyin clan thousands of years ago, seized the small underworld, and fell into the eighteenth level of hell for the last breath of vitality, are already demons and heretics, and should be killed.

But for the more than twenty people who survived here, although the aura is weak at this moment, they are still peaceful and upright...

They rushed into this passage, but did not fall into the 18th floor of hell, waiting to die here silently.

"How to deal with it?" Qing Yanzi said firmly, "The underworld is unstable, we can't delay too long, immediately set the rules and discuss in a minute."

"Kill one and kill a hundred," Zhang Zikang said in a low voice, "Eliminate hidden dangers, no one knows whether they have become demons."

"What if there are seniors from different families here?" You said in a low voice, hesitating a bit, "Not to mention anything else, maybe you can..."

"Amitabha, ants still steal their lives," the old Buddhist monk sighed, "They just wanted to survive back then."

Wang Sheng, who fell on the top, couldn't help but said: "The Daoist sect and the Daoist inheritance have clear rules and regulations. If you can hurt others in order to survive yourself, what is it if it's not a demon?"

Many Taoist priests nodded slightly, and Xi Lian secretly gave Wang Sheng a thumbs up.

It's worthy of being a boy who messes with the eldest sister.

Yan Zhengnan said: "I'm from a casual cultivator, why don't I come to be this villain, and in the future, I'll just complain when all families complain about it."

"It's really not possible," Maoshan Qiancheng Taoist said, "Let's take them back with the ban and hand them over to the authorities."

Qing Yanzi said: "One minute is up, since there is no result, this matter will be decided by the elders of the Diyin Sect."

But he didn't procrastinate at all, and directly equated the following people with a death sentence.

Wang Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief. He always felt that these ancient cultivators here were too unreliable. Since they chose to raid the Yinzong and seize the underworld, they should be responsible for this matter.

It would be best to let their enemy Di Yinzong deal with it.

But the Great Elder and Second Elder of the Diyin Sect didn't make a direct move as expected, but they hesitated at this moment. The two clenched their fists several times, but then let go, as if they were a bit scrupulous.

They also knew that they couldn't waste time, and the second elder said firmly: "Not killing them is not enough to calm the hatred in my heart!"

"But my ancestors of Yinzong have an instruction related to them," the great elder sighed, "The ancestors said that the monks who stayed in this world when their vitality was cut off and driven crazy, my clan suffered such disasters, and it is also related to them." The immortals left in a hurry, and they didn't make proper arrangements.

The two of us can't be the masters, so why don't we just tie them up like this, take them out and hand them over to my Yinzong and the entire monastic community for interrogation.

To imprison them with magic power, one person is enough to lead them. "

The corner of Wang Sheng's mouth twitched, and he said in a low voice, "Jin Dan's lifespan is eight hundred."

"Xiao Sheng!" Qing Yanzi scolded softly, Wang Sheng shut up and bowed his head, not talking too much.

Jin Dan's lifespan is eight hundred, and the twenty people living below,

They were all people who broke into this place thousands of years ago. They first survived the test of "Cultivator's Lifespan Greatly Reduced" and lived here for nearly a thousand years. Their cultivation must be above Jindan.

If this is released and they find a chance to recover their cultivation, it will be endless troubles.

Even the monastic world will be disturbed by this!

Basically, Wang Sheng's point of view is similar to that of the two instructors, which is to eliminate hidden dangers and allow the monastic world to develop steadily.

There is an old saying: if you hesitate, you will fail, if you are decisive, you will be given in vain.

But the elders of Rendi Yinzong have spoken, and it's hard for them who are outside the matter to say much.

"Let me shoot," Xi Lian replied calmly, and then fell down on her own initiative, suspended at a height of 30 meters from the bottom, and drew Taoist talismans out of thin air with her little hands.

Although it was only for more than 20 people with weak breath, Xi Lian used a little more mana this time. To be on the safe side, the ban she used was quite advanced. break free.

These people are like stones at this time, completely cut off from the outside world, and of course they cannot resist.

Imprisoning more than 20 people in one breath, Xilian held her chest and panted for a few times, and several Taoist priests immediately recited the "Song of Freedom", which made Xilian roll her eyes.

Her hair hasn't changed color yet!

Then, Xi Lian casually took out a magic weapon chain, locked up more than twenty people who were still alive, and threw one end of the chain directly onto it.

The second elder of the Diyin Sect reached out to grab the chain and sighed, "I'll let them go up first."

The second elder was also rude, and with a casual tug, the twenty or so people were immediately pulled up, like a bunch of candied haws, being dragged up by chains and flying upwards.

If there are casualties during the transportation, it cannot be blamed on their Yinzong's cruelty.

Wang Sheng still felt a little unreliable.

Xilian stepped on the lotus platform and flew to Wang Sheng's side, and also shrugged at Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan, expressing her dissatisfaction with this class of monks, but there was nothing she could do.

Let them go, anyway, it has nothing to do with her, a fox and half fairy.

When the second elder brought these 'living dead' to the top, Qing Yanzi slapped casually, and the remaining 20 or so horrible corpses below were directly turned into fly ash.

Qing Yanzi asked: "Grand Elder, how to open the following restrictions?"

"I have a spell, please wait a moment," the great elder of the Diyin Sect withdrew his upward gaze, and slowly fell down.

A group of people followed, the place below was already empty, and the blue light everywhere was very soft, and there was nothing scary about it.

As you get closer, you can see that the structure of the stone chamber at the bottom of this passage is very simple, and the 'floor' stone plate is carved with complicated patterns everywhere, which are the restrictions left by the immortals.

As the Great Elder Diyin continued to chant the old tune, the blue light on the vertical cave wall was bright, and the lines on the stone plate at the bottom were gradually lit up.

All the people present were a little nervous. They were about to pass through the eighteen layers of hell and enter the unknown area below. They really didn't know what was waiting for them below.

The battle between the 'female corpse' and some kind of monster?

Or is it that the 'female corpse' is about to fall completely, and the uncontrollable immortal power keeps running wild?

Or, other possibilities...

Two minutes later, all the lines on the stone plate below were lit up, and a gap appeared in the center of the stone plate, and the corridor was trembling slightly, and the gap was slowly increasing.

However, just as the gap became as wide as a toothpick from a hair, the stone plate seemed to be 'stuck' suddenly, no matter how the blue light shone, it would never separate again.

"Can this thing break?" Zhang Zikuang frowned and said, "These immortals are not good enough."

"It should be that the 18th floor of hell is constantly vibrating, which has affected this place," Yan Zhengnan said, "We are crazy, let's try."

"good!"

Zhang Zikuang responded, and the two instructors of the combat readiness team stood up again, jumped directly from their respective lotus platforms to the bottom, and stood on both sides of the gap.

The Great Elder asked, "How?"

"Put hard," Zhang Zikuang and Yan Zhengnan got off their horses at the same time, mana poured out from the soles of their feet, and they were absorbed on the surface of the stone plate like a suction cup.

Yan Zhengnan said: "Control your strength, I can't beat you!"

Zhang Zikuang smiled complacently, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Just come."

The two palms faced each other, and the four thick arms directly pushed together, and then they exerted force at the same time.

"Um--"

"ha!"

Veins popped up on his forehead and arms, and the two powerful magic forces collided with each other, and the whole scene suddenly... became a little heated.

"Open! Open a little!"

"Let's do it together!"

Qing Yanzi greeted, and five Taoist priests and eminent monks who were good at close combat fell down, imitating the two instructors, sticking the soles of their feet to the stone plate, and bursting out their mana.

"Strength!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Pindao actually had such a bad day, hey——"

The Great Elder at the side began to urge the spell continuously, and the stone plate was slowly opened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One centimeter, two centimeters...

The rest of the people who didn't go down to help looked down intently. Through the gap, they could see what seemed to be... a sea of ​​forest?

It is indeed Lin Hai, with lush greenery everywhere and full of vitality.

Under the eighteen layers of hell is a big forest?

This situation was decisively beyond everyone's expectations.

The stone plate was opened half a foot, and it was seen that several thin Jindan monks could squeeze down, and the eight people below were still palming each other, and each of them had already felt the cool breeze blowing from below.

The pure energy in the wind made them feel like they were in the fairyland.

"What is this place?"

here it is……

"Go!"

Mu Wanxuan suddenly yelled, making everyone stunned.

"Go!"

The senior sister yelled anxiously, pointing to her chest and then to her ears.

Wang Sheng's complexion changed, and he said loudly to the bottom: "It's the fairy who reminded us!"

Hum——

Below the stone plate, a powerful fluctuation of vitality swept across, and a gust of wind blew up in the forest!

The entire 18th floor of hell suddenly began to tremble, dazzling seven-colored fairy light suddenly burst from the 'side', and the gaps in the stone plate were instantly filled with fairy light!

Qing Yanzi stomped his feet suddenly, and the powerful pure yang mana burst out at the stone plate, blowing away a total of nine people standing on the stone plate!

"It's Xianguang!"

The unspoken shouts were also a little more anxious.

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