Zong Shou's heart moved slightly again, and a white flame ignited in his hand. This was the Flame of Burning Sky, burning in the palm of his hand without restraint.
It feels like the flame power has increased by at least half compared to normal!
Zong Shou couldn't help but think thoughtfully. In other words, only the Lu family's Fen Kong blood was unrestricted here.
After contemplating for a moment, he still manifested all the seventy-nine star Tao seeds in the void of the soul sea.
I saw that 60% of them were dim and dull, 20% had a slightly weaker luster, 10% were as usual, and the last 10% of the stars had increased instead of decreasing.
Zong Shou tried again, displaying the power of fate, cause and effect, time and life and death one by one."
In just a moment, Zong Shou's face became relaxed again.
Although the Five Elements method is restricted, the restrictions on the true meanings of the several avenues he masters are much smaller.
As for the beginning and ending, it is simply not affected by it at all.
The new control of the true meaning of the word "source" makes his true soul energy, even in this environment, still able to survive. This death prison greatly suppresses his strength, but on the other hand, it is enhanced. , the effect is really limited.
The restrictions in this dead realm are indeed terrifying, but for him, they obviously have limitations.
"A person like you, who can master all kinds of original avenues like you, will never be able to master more than ten fingers in ten thousand years. In our Lu family, it is even more unique. If there is a person like you, the Lu family will definitely not give up. Easily thrown into this dead realm."
Lu Wubing shook his head and said coldly: "Sichen's parents are here. At least 70% of their strength has been lost. However, the purity of Fenkong's bloodline is only half. They are almost at the mercy of others—"
Zong Shou was silent. Although his words were plain, there was no hint of resentment.
However, he could also see Lu Wubing's mood at this time.
He stopped asking immediately and stretched out a hand. He tapped his fingers lightly, trying to disturb the space-time barrier here. After just a moment, Zong Shou's expression darkened.
This Death Prison Formation seems to be really open to the inside but not to the outside world.
Not only is his strength limited, he is also surrounded by countless heavy talisman formations and restrictions. You can also feel that the layers of time and space barriers are so strong that they are so strong that even if you try your best and spare no effort, you will probably end up with no results.
Zong Shou felt his heart was cold, Lu Wubing and his "master" really didn't say anything false.
The spiritual confinement in this prison of death is indeed extremely difficult. Even if one's strength is not limited at all, the result will not change, unless one has the strength above the holy realm, or there is a strong person like Lin Xuanshuang to support him, and it is almost possible to escape from the prison of death.
Or—
The white flames beating fiercely in Zong Shou's palm suddenly turned calm. However, the surrounding time and space, and even the laws, are collapsing.
-One layer, two layers, three layers, when the seventh layer of space-time barrier and talisman outside the boundary collapses.
The power of the Burning Sky Flame was blocked, making it difficult to advance any further.
Zong Shou shook his head slightly, took hold of his right hand, and extinguished the blazing white flame.
This Fenkong bloodline really has a miraculous effect on the restraining power here.
When he activated the Burning Sky Flame with all his strength, he clearly felt that the barrier of time and space, which required him to use all his strength and strike with all his strength to break through, was simply fragile, and he was vaguely restrained.
But beyond this seventh layer, there are at least four more layers of barriers, already layer upon layer of them, more stringent array talisman restrictions, and the great formation of sparks and dust—
According to Lu Wubing, the highest level of Fen Kong's blood can freely enter and exit this prison of death.
Among the Lu family, it is another form of punishment without inflicting punishment on the body. Not restricted by clan rules, it is lawless.
But like his Zong Shou, he can be regarded as a direct pure blood in the Fenkong Lu family, and his ranking is extremely high. Not long ago, he even experienced the refinement of the marrow-burning blood curse.
However, even he is still four levels away from breaking out of prison—
This road seems to be deadlocked.
It’s really hard to imagine how tyrannical the Fenkong bloodline in its complete form would be.
Lu Wubing also seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly: "It is said that the blood of Fenkong is purified to the extreme. Can it have the power to destroy the world? Wherever you look, everything disappears. The flames of Fenkong will also have it." Changes. But I don’t know what the specific situation is. There is no record in the clan. It is said that there are only more than ten people since ancient times. Either they have achieved the ultimate level, or they have died in the extreme calamity. "
Zong Shou listened quietly, but did not take these words to heart.
He continued to take Lu Wubing with him, moving around in these three levels of death prison.
The Nine Ultimate Death Prisons are all connected by passages, but their locations are also uncertain. Even asking Lu Wubing was useless, so Zong Shou focused most of his attention on searching for the entrance to the fourth floor.
But he was secretly wondering in his heart that in this world, there were abundant vegetation, except for the absence of animals and the pervasive green mist. It is actually not much different from the ordinary world.
Zong Shou moved more than a dozen times, and his spiritual mind searched for at least a hundred kinds of spiritual fruits, all of which were extremely rare in the outside world and had extremely rich spiritual powers.
Even though it cannot be called a fairyland or paradise, it has nothing to do with the word "death prison". Just as he was thinking about this, Zong Shou's face twitched slightly. His body was frozen in place, his teeth were clenched, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.
His whole body was trembling violently, as if he had been cut by thousands of knives.
It's not as good as when the blood spirit power is unleashed, but it's comparable to when he transformed his twin veins.
The attack happened extremely suddenly, without any warning, and was caught off guard.
If that was all, that would be it, but the latent blood spirit curse was inexplicably triggered at this moment.
It was as if a valve had been opened in the body. His whole body was burning like flames, which increased the pain a hundred times.
Fortunately, the pain only lasted for about half a moment and then gradually dissipated.
The magic power of the burning marrow blood spirit was also suppressed by him again."
Zong Shou's tightly clenched hands relaxed and his eyes were fixed. If it hadn't been for this sudden change, he would have almost forgotten about it.
This marrow-burning blood-spirit curse is far from over, it has only been temporarily suppressed after advancing to the divine realm.
But where does this pain come from? There was nothing abnormal in his body at this time.
Could it be—
Looking back, he saw Lu Wushuang, whose face was also pale, but his eyes were full of a accustomed indifference.
"The third level of the Hell of Death is also called the Hell of Death by Thousand Swords. Every time one is cut for an hour, the people in this prison will experience this kind of pain, just like the pain of a thousand swords. It has this name -"
Zong Shou could no longer listen to the rest of the words. At this moment, I felt as if my eyes were being roasted by burning fire, and it was painfully painful.
(To be continued