First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 998: The Temple of Hell


"Something's wrong."

Su Yi spoke.

The voice is still reverberating, and his figure suddenly rises into the air, his eyes sweeping around.

I saw that although the robbery cloud on the sky has long since dissipated, the blood-colored thunder that covered the endless ruins seemed to be pulled towards this side.

The blood-colored thunder was originally transformed by the power of the broken rules of the "Ten Directions Hell", filled with extremely strange and terrifying destructive power.

During the ages, those terrifying resentful souls and evil spirits who had been suppressed in the "Hells of the Ten Directions" were scattered in the blood-colored thunder, absorbing and devouring the power of the rules contained in it.

This is also why "Burning Relics" are considered a restricted area.

Whether it is the blood-colored thunder, or the terrifying ghosts and evil spirits scattered in this restricted area, they are extremely terrifying, enough to easily kill the emperor!

At this time, the blood-colored thunder shrouded in this restricted area is gathering frantically toward this side, which is undoubtedly abnormal!

"It turned out to be directed at Wang Ting. It seems that the road to Yama he has embarked on is not only feared and hated by those great enemies, but even the terrifying spirits and evil spirits distributed in this restricted area cannot tolerate control" Yama 'The way of the strong has reappeared in the world."

Su Yi vaguely understood.

Boom!

Scarlet thunder came from all directions, roaring sounds one after another.

At this moment, Ye Luo, Pluto and the old man in Confucian robe also noticed this change, and their hearts couldn't help being awe-inspiring.

"Take your apprentice, let me lead the way, and leave this place first."

Su Yi made a decisive decision.

Immediately, the old man in the Confucian robe stepped forward, took his apprentice Wang Ting, and Su Yi and others, and swept deeper into this restricted area.

On the way, I saw the blood-colored thunder, like a torrent of boiling lava, rushing towards Su Yi and the others like a shadow.

In addition, on the way in front of Su Yi and the others, there were also blood-colored thunderbolts rushing towards them, directly intercepting them.

Click!

A piece of blood-colored lightning strikes like a tree branch with claws and claws.

The void seems to be torn apart, and the destructive power fluctuations change the color of the world.

Su Yi swung the Immortal Hammer and swept it across the sky, breaking the blood-colored lightning that smashed and smashed.

But those blood-colored thunderbolts continued to pour in, blocking the way forward like an endless ocean.

It's just frustrating.

Ye Luo and Hades were both horrified.

Ask yourself, if it wasn't for Su Yi to lead the way, they would have evacuated immediately in the face of such an extremely dangerous murder.

"How could this be, this killing is clearly aimed at my disciple Wang Ting!"

The old man in the Confucian robe's face changed and he was surprised.

"The Ten Temple Yama once suppressed the hells of the ten directions here, and now that the road of Yama has reappeared in the world, it is not surprising to suffer such a backlash."

Su Yi said, and already rushed forward with all his strength.

Boom!

Lightning and thunder, blood and light surging.

Overlooking from the sky, Su Yi was like a pair of incomparable sharp cones, forcibly tore a path in the torrent of blood-colored thunder and lightning, and flew towards the depths of the restricted area.

Along the way, many more ferocious evil spirits swept out from the blood-colored thunder, blocking them as if they were not afraid of death.

This made Ye Luo and the others tremble with fear.

However, as Su Yi swung the Immortal Hammer, all those vicious spirits were bombarded and killed. It seemed dangerous along the way, but in fact there were not many accidents.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

In the distance between the sky and the earth, a huge mountain suddenly appeared, rising into the sky, immeasurable and immeasurable.

A thousand feet near the giant mountain is like a restricted area, and the blood-colored thunderbolts in all directions do not dare to approach.

On the top of the giant mountain, the outline of a temple can be vaguely seen.

"Master, what is that place?"

The night falls involuntarily.

The giant mountain is extremely majestic and tall.

"Didn't you see, that is the sea of ​​bitterness 'Wanliu Mountain'! As early as in ancient times, it was regarded as the first sacred mountain in the sea of ​​bitterness, with a height of 3,900 meters, the mountain is connected to the sky and the earth, and the power of the origin of the ghost Goulian, like the needle of the sea, was suppressed in the deepest part of the sea of ​​suffering."

Su Yifei said quickly, "Until later, in order to suppress the hells of the ten directions, the Ten Temple Yamas joined forces to move this mountain horizontally here and guard it to this day."

He looked at the top of the giant mountain, "And that shrine is a palace opened by the Tenth Temple Yama, and it can also be regarded as the 'Yam Temple'."

Everyone was surprised.

Wanliu Mountain!

The Hall of Hell!

When I learned this, Pluto's pair of star eyes couldn't help but show complicated colors.

In ancient times, she once fought against the Nian Cao Difu, and she also deeply understands how terrifying the Ten Temple Yama is.

Each temple of Yama has mastered a supreme law of the netherworld. If they are united, they can push the world horizontally!

During the conversation, Su Yi had already led the crowd to break through the blood-colored thunder and rushed to the front of Wanliu Mountain in one breath.

Suddenly, everyone felt that there was an invisible regular force covering the vast, thick, and ancient space near Wanliu Mountain.

And it is the power of these rules that prevents the blood-colored thunder from all directions from approaching.

Everyone looked back in relief.

I saw in the distance between the sky and the earth, the blood-colored thunder was rolling and turbulent. As far as the eye could see, it was like an endless ocean. Countless ferocious and terrifying figures of resentful souls appeared in the blood-colored thunder, and the shadows were densely packed.

Just looking at it from a distance makes my scalp tingle, and I can't imagine how desperate it would be if I was trapped in it.

"If Master Su hadn't been here this time, my teacher and apprentice would have suffered completely..."

The old man in the Confucian robe swallowed hard, his hands and feet were cold, and he was afraid.

What about powerful as a mysterious secluded realm?

If you are trapped in the ocean of blood-colored thunder, you are doomed to die!

Yeluo and Hades also felt a chill in their hearts.

Indeed, this is no longer an ordinary catastrophe, but an apocalypse-like catastrophe. They can't help but suspect that it is the great master of the Xuanhejing who is here, and they are afraid that it will be difficult to break out of the siege!

"This burial relic is regarded as the most dangerous restricted area. I was trapped here for three years when I was at my peak. Naturally, not anyone can come."

Su Yi flipped his hand and put away the hammer.

This treasure is inherited from the Da Gengren lineage, and the Dagengren lineage and the night watchman lineage are the two most mysterious forces of the underworld in ancient times.

This time, I came to the Underworld, and the Immortal Hammer really contributed and played a vital role.

"Let's go, let's go to Yama Temple to rest for a while."

Su Yi led the crowd towards the top of the giant mountain.

As I approached, everyone could see clearly that Wanliu Mountain is majestic and majestic, covered in invisible rules and forces, giving people an unshakable charm.

And on the top of the mountain, an ancient temple stands, like a place where the gods live, extremely magnificent and solemn.

The boundless years have passed, the surrounding of this temple is full of mottled traces of time, and the dojo in front of the temple has collapsed into ruins.

When they came to this place, everyone subconsciously raised their eyes and looked at the top of the hall.

There are three big characters engraved in ancient Ming script: Yama Temple!

On both sides of the main hall, there were originally two stone statues of gods and beasts, but they have collapsed and shattered, showing a desolate and desolate appearance.

The 18-foot-high bronze door in the main hall is closed, and on the door is painted a picture of the Ten Halls Yama each suppressing one hell.

Although the pictures have been withered and broken under the erosion of time, they can still make people recognize the figures of ten Yama kings, including King Chujiang, King Taishan, King Qinguang, and King Ksitigarbha.

"In ancient times, the kings of Yama in each hall were in charge of a supreme law in the underworld, and the way of doing things was unfathomable. At the beginning, they and the master of the Six Daosi, under the leadership of the emperor of the underworld, joined hands to deal with me, let I was severely traumatized, my soul almost collapsed, and I was finally suppressed in the depths of the City of Death."

Pluto's beautiful and beautiful face is a bit complicated, "It's a shame that time flies, and now, those opponents have long since disappeared..."

Ye Luo's eyes are strange.

The old man in the Confucian robe was upset.

"Although you were suppressed at the beginning, you survived after all. In comparison, you should be lucky."

Su Yi said indifferently.

Pluto Dai frowned slightly, but did not refute.

Su Yi stepped forward and pressed his palms.

The 18-foot-high bronze gate slowly opened.

However, when they saw the scene in the hall, Su Yi and others couldn't help but startled.

I saw that the magnificent and spacious hall was empty, and there were long lights inlaid on the four walls.

In the center of the hall, a bonfire is burning.

A man wearing a royal blue gown and a star crown is sitting on the ground, holding a Dao sword in his hand, with a roasted and oily meat wing strung on the Dao sword.

The tantalizing aroma of meat filled the empty hall.

Such a picture is completely unexpected.

This is the depths of the remains of the buried gods. It has been regarded as a forbidden area by the monks in the world since ancient times, and the Yama Hall on the top of Wanliu Mountain is a palace opened by the Ten Temple Yama in ancient times!

But who can imagine that at this moment, someone is burning a bonfire in the Yama Hall and enjoying a barbecue?

"Master, this guy is wrong."

Ye Luo's eyes flickered, and he was keenly aware that this man in the blue shirt and feather crown was unusual.

When Pluto saw the star crown above the man in the blue shirt, he realized something, and a pair of charming star eyes shrank suddenly.

The star crown is polished like white jade, the center is close to the forehead, and a lotus-shaped totem is engraved ~IndoMTL.com~ in indigo color, lifelike.

If you look closely, within the three-inch lotus totem, the divine light is steaming, as if encompassing the endless starry sky and all kinds of worlds!

The Nebula Crown!

When he recognized this, Pluto trembled in his heart. How could the character of this mysterious sect also straddle the boundless starry sky and come to this haunted sea of ​​misery?

"Fellow Daoist, this guy has a special origin and is extremely dangerous. It's better for us to leave quickly."

Pluto quickly transmits his voice.

Su Yi didn't say anything. He looked at the roasted wings strung on the Dao sword in the blue shirt man's hand, and his face turned cold.

He sensed something was wrong. The old rooster seemed to have been killed by the man in the blue shirt, and even the body he left behind seemed to be the food in that guy's mouth!

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ps: The fifth shift is over! Brothers and sisters, put "this time for sure" on the monthly pass!


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