"Bang!"
A muffled sound!
The moment the figure appeared, the light of the Six Meridians Divine Mirror struck him without reservation. It was like a mouse being hit by a hammer just after it emerged from a hole.
The illusory light, with a vague aura, was as sharp as a knife and it actually wedged straight into this person's heart!
“Pah, pah, pah!”
There were six rapid sounds of ejection.
Six dark golden threads, like marks left by a sharp knife, spread out from the wound on his chest in six different directions!
"ah!"
Suddenly, a miserable scream was heard.
The next moment, the figure that suddenly appeared in the cave fell from mid-air with a loud bang, splashing water on the ground and dark white blood flowing everywhere.
Fu Chaosheng sat there without any reaction.
Only Jianchou suddenly frowned and uttered a surprised "Huh". She just felt that this person seemed familiar.
The ordinary face was covered with a cold black aura.
Especially on his neck, there were several black holes, as if something nail-like had hit it. There were also dark patterns like talismans spreading from the wound to all parts of his body.
The black robe had already turned grey and its original appearance could no longer be seen...
Although his appearance seemed to have changed, and he was no longer as arrogant as before, it was clear that Chou finally recognized him: "Xing Fei?"
A cultivator of the Wuchang clan.
She still remembered hearing the Xing brothers teasing her on the square that she was "sad about everyone she saw", and that before entering the eighteen levels of hell, they had a conflict and confrontation on the eighteenth floor.
If Li Han, or Fu Chaosheng, had not suddenly changed sides at that time, no one knew what the situation would have turned out to be.
Despite this, Xing Fei also attacked her with the soul-catching rope when the passage to the eighteen levels of hell opened.
But unfortunately, she reacted quickly and fought back with the talisman "Qiao Shan Yin".
Later, she never saw the Wuchang people again along the way.
Unexpectedly, now that I’m on the seventh floor, still in this mysterious space, I actually saw it again.
Xing Fei no longer looked like a human being. His face was pale and he was lying on the ground with an expression of disbelief on his face. His eyes were fixed on Jianchou.
A right hand covered with talismans was raised and pointed at her tremblingly.
"You, you..."
It was a voice mixed with pain, hatred, and even disbelief.
Although Xing Fei's strength was no longer as good, his eyesight was still there. He could tell Jianchou's current realm almost at a glance. How was it possible - how could a female cultivator like that reach the Jade Nirvana realm
And this, the blow that broke his chest...
Snap!
Before he could utter a complete sentence, the six dark golden threads of light finally crawled to the edge of his body.
It was like pulling a tight iron wire, and his entire body was placed under the wire and cut instantly!
“Crash!”
Just like a bloated sac was cut open, Xing Fei's entire body opened up in six directions like a lotus, starting from the chest where Jianchou had just attacked.
Ten balls of light, three bright and seven dark, actually rose up from the opened shell.
But they only rose to the stalactites above the cave, and then the ten balls of light disappeared into nothingness...
And Xing Fei's original body shrank in an instant.
It was like taking the stuffing out of a person's body. In the blink of an eye, only a torn bag was left, and it collapsed back onto the water.
The cold dark river water turned it into ashes.
Xing Fei —
Kill with one blow!
Seeing Chouren standing opposite Fu Chaosheng, he was speechless at that moment.
Her brows were furrowed.
But in the silence, a few chuckles were heard, with a hint of amusement: "Ah, it seems that you are really lucky. Daoist Fellow Jianchou actually killed an enemy. This person had evil thoughts when he entered the Eighteenth Level Hell, and he also attacked Daoist Fellow. Now that he died here, it is not unjust."
His words were calm, as if the one dying in front of him was just a tiny ant.
No.
Perhaps in Fu Chaosheng's view, the death of an ant is much more important than the death of a monk.
Jianchou couldn't tell what he felt, but the scene just now lingered in his mind: the ten balls of light that flew out...
It made her involuntarily think of some things in the old days.
Those are the three souls and seven spirits of a person.
Six Meridians Divine Mirror...
The so-called "divide the spirit" is to cut open the "body" and release the soul. In this way, the soul is scattered and the so-called "person" no longer exists in the world.
"Don't you feel something is wrong?"
Jianchou slowly turned his gaze back, but the knuckles of his hand holding the Six Meridians Spirit Mirror turned white and he did not loosen his grip.
Now, her hands are certainly not free of blood.
When she kills someone, her emotions will certainly be touched, but because most of the victims are not innocent, she will not feel guilty.
Now, I just doubt some things.
"'Knocking the Mountain' is a talisman I prepared for this cauldron contest. Once this talisman is nailed in, it can imprint more talismans on a person's soul. If it is not removed as soon as possible, not only will the pain be unbearable, but the strength will also be greatly reduced. In these eighteen levels of hell, it is almost impossible to escape death."
Fu Chaosheng listened and looked up at her, but did not respond.
Jianchou continued, "Xing Fei was able to get here and even enter our cave, which proves that he passed the first seven levels safely. The Xing brothers are hostile to our group, but they are outnumbered. Logically, they definitely have the power to remove the talisman. How come after so long, there is still a talisman on Xing Fei's neck?"
This was her doubt, but she also had a vague feeling of discomfort.
Fu Chaosheng's eyes became strange.
His glass-blue eyes were filled with a hint of inquiry, and there was also a hint of natural malice growing in them: "My old friend, do you think that the Xing brothers, or other people in the same industry, wanted to remove the talisman for him?"
"… "
Jianchou didn't say anything.
Fu Chaosheng then laughed again.
He really knew a lot about this world, especially the word "evil", which he knew naturally without any teacher. Although he himself did not understand why.
"It seems that Daoist Jianchou has also thought of this: it takes a lot of strength to remove the talisman. In this fierce competition, who is willing to pay such a high price for a potential opponent?"
"Maybe if I save him, I will be the next one to die."
"In this case, it is better to keep it alive. It will come in handy at this moment—"
Fu Chaosheng glanced at the place where Xing Fei had just fallen, and then looked into the void, as if he could see through the void and see the people outside and the expressions on their faces.
"Xing Fei was just thrown down by them to test their strength."
To put it bluntly, he is seeking his own death.
The meaning couldn't be clearer.
Every word Fu Chaosheng said seemed to be light and understated, but it always sounded thrilling.
Jianchou suddenly discovered that Fu Chaosheng at this moment was somewhat different from the Fu Chaosheng she knew before. This was a side of him that he had never shown before...
Understand the malicious side.
Fu Chaosheng's slender fingers were placed on his knees, and his body did not move at all from beginning to end.
He looked at Jianchou and seemed to be able to understand her eyes.
Then, the smile deepened: "It is precisely because of the many evils in the people I know. Therefore, whenever I think of Daoist Friend Jianchou, I will cherish him especially."
"… "
This is uncomfortable to hear.
Jianchou frowned and did not respond, but said: "If it is true as you said, then the next opponent we will face may be worth pondering."
Because Xing Fei's death will serve as a warning to everyone.
As long as one puts his mind into the tripod ring, he can easily find that the statue of Xing Fei has disappeared from the scroll...
The seventh level, the animal realm, the Niukeng Hell.
The battle ended at some point.
"belch!"
The little mink, which had recovered to its foot-long body, landed back on the Sinan circular platform of the Kun Wudu chariot and burped with contentment.
The soft belly is now round, as if something has been eaten.
Zhang Tang and others who also returned to the chariot were all staring at it, their expressions changing, and it was obviously not a good look.
They all had scars on their bodies, more or less.
Even Zhang Tang, the most powerful among them, had a bloody mark on his cheek. It was not blood, but more like the damage left by some strange magical weapon.
Gu Ling, who was sitting on the deck, hugged the old woman who had fallen to the ground, and cried in a suppressed voice: "Grandma, Grandma, how are you... Are you in pain? It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
"Ahem, silly girl..."
The old woman leaned in Gu Ling's arms, her face looking tired and gray.
Her chest was already stained with dark white blood, and she looked extremely horrified, but a smile slowly formed on the corners of her lips: "It's just a minor injury, it's okay, it's okay."
That being said, every time she spoke, visible soul power emerged from her wounds.
Whether it was Chen Tingyan, Zhang Tang, or other people scattered in other places in the tiankeng, when they saw this scene, they all knew that the old woman would not live long.
The tiankeng seems extremely quiet at this moment.
Most people's eyes were fixed on the little marten on Kun Wudu's chariot, and in most of their eyes there was a kind of fear that made them want to run away.
But in the end they didn't escape.
No one can forget what happened just now...
Whether it is Sima Languan, the mysterious female cultivator in red, or Xing Zhan, Xing Wu and others who are covered in scars.
This little mink, with its claws, actually caught the Kui Niu, which had already lost its resistance in the battle, and put it into its mouth.
Swallow it raw in one bite!
That was a nightmare scene!
With such a terrifying little mink around, is there really any need for them to continue resisting
Everyone began to back out.
But soon, they began to feel a little hope again: after the little mink ate the Kuiniu, it huddled lazily on the Si Nan circular platform, as if it was slowly digesting the food, with no intention of paying any attention to the battle situation.
But even so, no one dared to move.
Xiao Diao is one reason, and Xing Fei who just went down is also a reason.
At this moment, Xing Zhan was dressed in tight clothes, with a fierce and stern look on his face. The bulging muscles on his arms made him look like he was on the verge of exploding.
"It's over, it's over, how did Xing Fei die?"
A frightened and panicked voice came from beside Xing Zhan.
The plump and white Xing An swallowed his saliva and looked at his tripod ring: "We just saw Li Han go in, and he is still on the nebula scroll. How come Xing Fei disappeared after he went in?"
Could it be that this black hole below wants to eat people
Everyone could hear Xing An's voice.
But they didn't say anything, only the expressions on their faces changed.
Sima Languan was holding a human skin lantern, and was far away from the female cultivator in red skirt. His eyes fell on the black hole. Thinking of how his attack was blocked by Li Han just now, he couldn't help but feel a chill.
Too strong.
At this moment, on the seventh floor, even if he used all his killing moves, he might not be able to kill this person in a short period of time.
Jianchou had disappeared and no one knew whether he was down there or not.
Naturally, the whereabouts of the beauty's skin were also lost.
For him, staying here has lost its value.
A glimmer of light flashed in Sima Languan's eyes, and without hesitation, he turned around, jumped onto the tiankeng, and left that place!
The female cultivator in red looked at his figure and frowned slightly.
But in a blink of an eye, he also thought of the reason: this tiankeng was not the prison of the seventh floor, but just a shortcut that might lead to the eighth floor. Sima Languan should have gone directly to the original route to the prison.
Even though she understood this, she still stood there without moving.
The black wind blew up from the bottom of the sinkhole, lifting her red skirt a little, revealing her snow-white and straight long legs, which made her look infinitely beautiful for a moment.
Xing An, who was not far away, saw this and could not help but feel scared.
He had been with Jianchou at the time, landing on the top of the iceberg in the first layer of the Ice Prison, and had just witnessed the fight between the red-clothed female cultivator and Zhong Lanling of the Ghost King clan. Naturally, he knew her strength.
How can you not be scared when you see this
Fortunately, there are still quite a few people on their side, so they can be considered to have a large number of people.
There were still several people from the City of the Dead who were still alive and were standing behind Xing Zhan.
Seeing that Xing Zhan seemed to be thinking about what happened to Xing Fei, someone couldn't help but say, "That Li Han was fine after going down, so this must be the shortcut to the eighth floor. Xing Fei got into trouble because of the talisman. He didn't even remove it, so he didn't have much cultivation left. He would die if something unexpected happened. I think we should explore the area below, otherwise, who knows who will get there first!"
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at the Kunwudu chariot in the distance.
Four people and a mink, all over there.
The two groups had already been enemies in the Wrongful Death City, and it could be said that they were incompatible. If it weren't for the super powerful Li Han joining them, they would have killed Zhang Tang and his men long ago.
Now there is another mink, so people really don’t dare to take action.
But this doesn't mean that they have to lose to these losers and let them get the upper hand!
In the fight for the tripod, one step less means losing!
Xing Zhan frowned and stared at the hole. He had a vague guess in his mind, so he came up with a very sinister plan in the blink of an eye: "I remember that the wasp clan has a magic called 'Thousand Bee Stings', which can restrain the ghost king clan's skills?"
The monk of the Wasp Clan was a man wearing a brown robe and looked extremely thin.
Hearing Xing Zhan's words, he nodded: "Indeed, there is. But... what do you mean?"
"That Li Han may not be dead. He might be the one causing trouble down there."
Xing Zhan couldn't believe that Xing Fei died inexplicably.
No one knows what is happening next.
Who said Li Han would definitely go down to the eighth floor? If he was lying in ambush there...
Xing Zhan's face gradually became ugly. He just reached into his sleeve and took out a formation plate, which he handed to the monk of the Wasp Clan.
"Although Li Han's fighting power is amazing, he is just a Yu Nie, and there is no essential difference between him and the rest of us."
"Once he loses the Ghost King Clan's skills, he will be nothing. Once you go down, immediately activate the Thousand Bees Stinger and this Bone Capturing Formation at the same time, and you will definitely be able to trap him."
"Xing Fei will die in two breaths after he goes down. If you are fine after two breaths, we will come down to support you immediately."
The voice was firm and unquestionable.
The wasp monk's face changed and he almost wanted to refuse immediately. However, at that moment, he raised his head and saw only Xing Zhan's cold eyes.
…no choice.
The monk of the Wasp Clan suddenly realized this, and when he looked back, he saw that everyone was looking at him with similar eyes.
“…Okay, I’ll go.”
It was a voice mixed with fear and uneasiness.
Rejecting them means death, and being killed by Li Han is also death.
The former will be besieged by everyone because they need a pathfinder; the latter will face Li Han alone and has a glimmer of hope...
The monk took the formation plate, clenched his teeth, and shouted loudly.
Yellow and black patterns suddenly appeared on his face, and a vague shadow loomed over him, covering his entire body. There were also thousands of purple poisonous thorns, like illusory cow-hair needles, floating around him.
Zhang Tang and others stood on the Kunwudu chariot, watching expressionlessly.
The monk from the Wasp Clan leaped forward, howled, and rushed towards the Black Wind Cave!
Swipe!
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the cave.
Almost instantly, a strand of everyone's mind was separated and sank into the tripod ring.
The nebula scroll was shining brightly, spreading out in their hearts.
In the entire tiankeng, apart from the sound of the wind, no other sound could be heard.
One breath!
Two breaths!
"Walk!"
Xing Zhan's eyes lit up, and he immediately knew that the Wasp Clan monk was fine. He immediately shouted, calling on everyone to rush into the Black Wind Cave!
In an instant, several figures rose into the air and rushed to the bottom of the pit together!
But just at the moment when it reached the edge of the pit, the nebula scroll in the tripod ring suddenly trembled, followed by a "crash" sound!
The statue belonging to the wasp clan monk suddenly collapsed!
The wasp monk was killed instantly!
The bright starlight spread out, even creating ripples across the entire painting.
Everyone was suddenly horrified.
Some people even couldn't help but scream and broke out in a cold sweat!
Those who reacted quickly stopped themselves in time; but some were so frightened that they forgot or simply didn't have time to stop.
In just a blink of an eye, three monks rushed into the cave with screams.
One breath—
boom!
The statue shattered!
Two breaths—
boom!
The statue shattered!
Three Breaths—
boom!
The statue shattered!
In just three breaths, three more statues on the nebula scroll completely collapsed and turned back into nebula and starlight, as if they had never appeared.
Xing Zhan and others who were standing at the edge of the Black Wind Cave pit felt cold in their hearts!
How is that possible!
How could he die so quickly
Xing Fei was already seriously injured and was equivalent to a disabled person.
There is nothing wrong with dying so quickly.
But no matter whether it was the monks from the Wasp Clan or the three who went down later, their strength was quite good.
But they died faster than each other!
What is underneath
Is it Li Han
Or some other monster
A kind of fear slowly rose from the bottom of their hearts, making their hands and feet cold, and for a moment they didn't know what they should do next.
Zhang Tang, who was on Kunwudu's chariot, had been watching them for a long time.
Originally there were nine of them.
Now five people died...
Only three left.
Zhang Tang's eyes were cold and solemn, with a hint of harshness. The silver crown that bound his hair emitted a cold light under the sunlight.
He turned his fingers lightly, and the thin silver blade was already between his fingers.
Chen Tingyan, who was standing next to him, noticed it immediately.
Zhang Tang turned around and glanced at him. A bloody smile slowly appeared on Chen Tingyan's lips.
I’ll kill you while you’re sick!
Just now, Xing Zhan and others gave them a hard time!
Now five of them have died, and their strength has been greatly weakened.
Zhang Tang already possesses amazing combat power, and with the addition of Chen Tingyan who has a magic weapon, as long as they can win the battle quickly, it won't be a problem at all!
Li Han did not die when he went down.
Jianchou mysteriously disappeared.
These two people were their companions, how could they not guess what happened next
At that moment, the two people turned into lightning and shot out, attacking Xing Zhan and others below!
They had already experienced how terrifying Zhang Tang was before.
At this moment, several companions had just died and their minds were already in a state of confusion. Even Xing Zhan, who was known to be ruthless, was unable to recover for a while.
The only ones who survived were the three Xing brothers.
One is Xing Zhan, one is Xing Wu, and one is Xing An.
Xing Zhan originally thought that they still had the strength to fight, but he never expected that the moment he saw Zhang Tang and his men attacking, the life-threatening Xing An let out a strange cry and ran away without caring about the life or death of his companions!
A ray of light suddenly emerged from the bottom of the tiankeng and ran directly in the direction of the former prison warden.
Xing Zhan was so angry that he cursed.
In a hurry, he had to fight Zhang Tang with his iron fists, and he was in a very embarrassing situation.
But worse is yet to come.
Chen Tingyan chose to fight against Xing Wu, the guy who had attacked Jianchou but was injured by Jianchou instead. He thought he had a chance to vent his anger, but who would have thought that after three or two moves, Xing Wu's eyes flashed and he actually slammed away his attack with great force, and also turned his head -
Ran away too!
This development is simply amazing!
Not to mention Chen Tingyan, even the female cultivator in red skirt who had not taken any action showed a surprised expression, but the next moment, she let out a sweet laugh.
"The Impermanence Clan, I didn't expect it to be so interesting..."
Xing Zhan was extremely unlucky.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of his companions were killed or injured, and the two who stayed behind were actually not reliable at all. Xing An was afraid of death and would not risk his life to help him, not to mention Xing Wu, who was already ostracized by the Wuchang clan and had never been accepted by Xing Zhan and others.
go through fire and water
How is that possible!
So, Xing An chose to escape, and Xing Wu chose to keep himself safe.
So it is not surprising that after a hard battle, the isolated and helpless Xing Zhan was stabbed in the throat by Zhang Tang's precise and cruel knife.
“Tick-tock.”
The white blood dripped along the tip of his knife with a strange curve.
Xing Zhan made an indistinct sound from his throat, but his two unwilling eyes soon disappeared along with his body.
boom.
There is one more person missing from the Nebula Atlas!
Chen Tingyan was standing nearby, holding his own golden iron fan, with a subtle look in his eyes.
"As expected of a cruel official, he kills people so beautifully."
When someone peels their skin, they will have a kind of beauty that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.
Maybe you are talking about Zhang Tang
But Zhang Tang ignored him.
Taking out a snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve, he slowly wiped the blood off the thin blade, but his eyes were cast on the female cultivator in red skirt who was standing alone at the top of the tiankeng.
"Hehe..."
The female cultivator let out a sweet laugh that made one's bones melt, and threw a flirtatious glance at Zhang Tang.
"Oh, I haven't seen a male cultivator as powerful as you in a long time. Do you want to practice dual cultivation?"
It looked like she had no intention of taking action.
Zhang Tang's eyebrows didn't even move, the thin blade rolled up and disappeared at his fingertips. The next moment, he raised his wide sleeves and raised his hand towards the Kunwudu chariot not far away.
“Buzz!”
A circle of snow-white light suddenly appeared above the originally stationary chariot.
The crane wings on both sides moved, and the chariot actually flew straight towards them!
It looked like Kun Wudu’s chariot, which could also be commanded by him!
"How is that possible?!"
Seeing this, Chen Tingyan almost bit his tongue.
"This chariot has been recognized as the master by the spirit of Jianchou. How could it possibly listen to you? No, you?!"
A chariot whose spirits recognize its master will certainly not obey the commands of others.
But if the commander had the mark of the chariot master's spirit on him, that would be another matter. In other words... Jianchou gave him the mark of his spirit? !
Chen Tingyan immediately stared at Zhang Tang with an extremely angry look.
Zhang Tang remained unmoved and looked at him as if he was a fool. The next moment, he flashed and appeared directly on the chariot.
The little mink occupied the Si Nan circular platform.
Zhang Tang raised his hand and grabbed it by the back of the neck, as if he was holding a kitten, and put it down!
“Ooooooooooooooo!”
Who the hell do you think you are to dare to treat your Grandpa Diao like this!
The little mink, which was digesting its food, suddenly became extremely angry, roared at Zhang Tang, and waved its claws.
Zhang Tang didn't even look at it, and seemed not to be afraid of its abilities at all.
He raised his hand and pushed the handle of the spoon that had been blocked by the little mink before. The Kunwudu chariot moved suddenly, changed direction, and actually went towards the Black Wind Cave.
"Hey, hey, hey! Wait!"
Chen Tingyan almost didn't make it in time, but fortunately he was fast enough to rush onto the chariot at the last moment.
The Batu Caves was huge, but the chariot shrank in an instant.
It was like being thrown into a deep lake, creating ripples, and then disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Almost immediately, a huge creature appeared inside the mysterious cave.
The thirty-six snow-white flywheels at the bottom of the Kunwudu chariot were close to the ground where the underground river flowed. It seemed that Zhang Tang and others could touch the stalactites above their heads as long as they raised their heads.
Jianchou was standing not far in front of them, looking at them with a smile on his face.
"Finally I'm here."
"I knew it must be you, working together in collusion. No, how does the saying go? One man guarding the pass can stop ten thousand men!"
When Chen Tingyan saw Jianchou, he immediately flew down and started talking.
"That Xing Fei is really unlucky, haha. When I saw him disappear on the nebula scroll, I was wondering, was it you who did it, or that—"
Having said this, his voice suddenly paused.
Because I thought of Li Han.
Chen Tingyan turned his head and realized that "Li Han" at this moment didn't seem to care about their arrival at all. He stood up from the ground leisurely, flicked his sleeves, and looked at them.
The gaze naturally passed over his body and finally fell on Kun Wudu's chariot.
Zhang Tang's body was covered in white blood, and there was a bloody scar on his face.
But even so, he was still dressed neatly in his official robe.
When Fu Chaosheng looked at him, he also looked at Fu Chaosheng.
For some reason, at this moment, Zhang Tang suddenly saw a bit of evil in the eyes of the "Li Han" below...
That kind of aura that once appeared on the national teacher.
At this moment, he felt very uncomfortable.
But in the blink of an eye, this feeling disappeared without a trace.
Fu Chaosheng withdrew his gaze, with a smile and sharpness hidden in his eyes that others could not see. He walked to stand beside Jianchou and said calmly: "It seems that Daoist Jianchou's feeling is still accurate. This time, he did not take action..."
Of course, they continued the game they had just played.
Fu Chaosheng talked about enemies and friends, and Jianchou took action.
But the last time, he still said "enemy", which showed that Chou was just smiling at him and had no intention of attacking the newcomer.
Then, he couldn't help but think about a question:
Zhang Tang, who was able to control the Kunwudu chariot, must have obtained the imprint of Jianchou's spirit, and in the end Jianchou did not believe that he was an "enemy".
Does this prove that this powerful and cruel official from an isolated island on earth is more trusted by this old friend
Fu Chaosheng couldn't help but ponder and think about it.
Jianchou ignored it and took a look at the situation. He found Gu Ling still crying. Of course, he also found that the old woman's condition was not optimistic.
"We don't know who will come down soon. We are all here, so let's go to the next floor first."
After saying that, she walked directly to the only fist-sized spring in the cave and slapped it hard!
"Let's go first!"