These two basketballs, the size of a basketball, are full of technology, floating in front of the Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes and flying. Not only does it have anything inconvenient, but it also has a strange sense of "harmony".
Wang Sheng was a little curious and didn't know what principle these two balls flew up.
The voice of the female soldier in the combat readiness group of the transit station was transmitted from the bottom of the ball, and there was no propulsion equipment below.
OK, it's really high-tech.
If you rush out of the earth circle in the future and create some technological products on the earth, you will probably fool some immortals who have never seen the world and exchange for some treasures or something...
What is far-sightedness?
Master Wang had just broken through the Golden Pill Realm and had already begun to make plans for Feixian's descendants. This is a far-sighted vision!
Listen to the female warrior:
"There is a special magnetic field near each blockade in the eighteenth floor hell, and various instruments will fail. Perhaps because of this reason, we did not find the special path mentioned by Sect Master Shen, and we still need to check it out in person.
After analyzing the data of the third fairy light gush, the immortal light energy burst out from directly below the eighteenth level hell. There are barriers on both sides of the rift valley, and there seems to be a gap at the connection between the barrier and the eighteenth level hell.
If the special passages in the eighteenth floor hell cannot be accessed, you can try to find the path below the eighteenth floor hell by sticking to the outer edge of the eighteenth floor hell.
Well…that’s what the experts at the institute said.”
"It's okay," said the great elder of Diyin Sect in a deep voice, "I know where the path is. Please follow me."
After saying that, the great elder frowned, reached the edge of the round hole, and jumped carefully.
Although he is an elder of Diyin Sect, he was just an "ordinary" old man ten years ago, and he also had some psychological shadow on the eighteenth level hell.
Especially, you have to take the initiative to jump.
But some people started, and other Taoist priests were not timid people. Since they came here, they had already made some psychological preparations.
The group jumped into the entrance of hell one after another and officially broke into the eighteen levels of hell.
As soon as he entered the eighteenth level of hell, he fell into darkness. Wang Sheng's eyes adapted for a while before he saw the scene around him. The Taoist priests were also quite cautiously falling, and their whereabouts were not fast.
A cold and cold breath penetrated into the bone marrow, and the sound of a shrill ghost howling sounds were heard in the ears.
However, before Wang Sheng could react, he felt that his left arm was tightly grasped by two little hands, and his senior sister's voice trembled slightly.
"So dark..."
I almost forgot my senior sister’s life’s great enemy!
"Senior sister, why don't you wait with the eldest sister outside?"
"don't want."
But Mu Wanxuan answered quite decisively, and took the initiative to let go of Wang Sheng's arm, saying that she was already a strong, independent and fearless Jindan cultivator.
However, Wang Sheng looked at her close eyes, raised his hand to hold his senior sister's little hand, and whispered: "Follow me."
"Yes," Mu Wanxuan responded softly, and her little hand honestly held the palm of her junior brother's hand.
A faint sigh suddenly came from the side: "Oh, I'm old, no one can help me."
Wang Sheng smiled and said, "My senior sister is over 768,400 years old!"
Mu Wanxuan immediately sniffed, and Xilian kept giggling.
"You two are serious," Qing Yanzi turned around and scolded, "It's finally a tense atmosphere."
The senior and sisters quickly lowered their heads and said yes, and followed honestly.
The first floor of hell should be the vastest section of the eighteenth floor, which is more than a thousand feet high. They fell for a while before they reached the dark red ground.
These dark reds seemed to be all dried blood. Before they could step on them, the cold breath was rising up, making the Taoist priests with slightly lower cultivation use their power to resist.
Hearing the sound of the sword, Wang Sheng's golden elixir trembled gently, and the cold aura around him quickly subsided.
"Everyone, please come here," said the great elder of Diyin Sect, "We try to fly as far as possible, maybe there will be undetected restrictions everywhere."
After saying that, the great elder took out a Bagua plate, which contained a black wooden spoon. At this time, the wooden handle of the spoon was pointing in a certain direction.
All the Jindan cultivators flew with the great elder of Diyin Sect for a while, and the two balls floating beside Qing Yanzi came again to remind him:
"That direction is one of the few undiscovered bans on the first floor."
But it is indirectly proved that the path they went was not wrong.
These two balls mainly serve as "camera", and the video materials are still continuously sent out of the gates of hell through the transit station.
The immortal light gushed three times after he was born from the Gate of Ghost. At this moment, at this moment, here...
Although there were some twists and turns, the monks of the Great China Kingdom stepped into the deepest part of the underworld and entered this "Evil Ghost Land" covered with a mysterious color.
Eighteen Hells.
Even if the first level of hell is empty, no one dares to be careless except for the last part of the team...
Click, click, click!
It was as if the faint sound of an evil ghost gnawing at the bones, but it was actually just... a fox half-immortal pulled out a packet of melon seeds.
While stepping on Wang Sheng's fairy sword, she began to "cannen" Wang Sheng's senior sister with melon seeds.
"Xiao Xuanxuan, are you mentally balanced now? I feel that you are almost the same as Xiao Feiyu, and you two are just equal?"
"Well," Mu Wanxuan nodded openly, then looked at Xilian with a gaze.
After a few seconds of persistence, his little hand pulled away from Wang Sheng's hand and stepped on the Bingli Sword and came over.
Of course, the senior sister also brought the "ribbons" and "immortal scarves" that Xilian made for her, but she felt embarrassed to be too conspicuous when she saw everyone flying on the things.
The two little hands stretched out together and immediately took back half of the bag of melon seeds.
Behind the team, the rhythm of "Kaku" suddenly became lighter.
Wang Sheng:...
Zhang Zikuang suddenly said, "This is probably a tongue-pulling hell, right?"
"Yes, this is the hell of tongue-pulling," replied the second elder of Diyin Sect, and smiled, "Although the small underworld is small, it is all in place. This is also some of the complexes of the immortals in the underworld."
Zhang Zikuang nodded and said, "Why didn't you see the tongue all over the ground?"
"Instructor Zhang, don't joke," said Master Qiancheng from Maoshan seriously, "The underworld, the gods are inspiring, you and I should act carefully, beware of the disasters coming from the mouth."
"Okay," Zhang Zikuang shook his head, continued to fly forward with his hands behind his back, without saying much.
I originally wanted to chat and dilute the depression in the atmosphere.
After flying for almost seven or eight minutes, the great elder of Diyin Sect made a gesture, and the fourteen people immediately slowed down.
From the shooting of the two balls at this time, we can see that both Taoist and monks are all wrapped in various colors of light, and their eyes are extremely "bright".
They flew to a corner of the tongue-pulling hell, with a flat stone wall in front of them, and a "tea" ten feet high hanging above the stone wall.
At this time, gray yin energy was flowing everywhere in the temple, as if giant pythons were entrenched on the yin energy.
"It's this place, will you open the ban now?" asked the Great Elder of Diyin Sect.
Yan Zhengnan asked: "What is under the ban?"
"It's just a path to monitor the eighteen levels of hell," said the great elder of Diyin Sect, "It can be understood as... a sightseeing elevator."
"Open it," Qing Yanzi said softly.
So, the great elder of Diyin Sect put away the Bagua plate, took out a book in his arms, spread the book, and made waves of ancient tunes in his mouth.
His magic power was slowly extracted, and the gray gas that was blocked on the temple seemed to come alive, and began to tremble and flow, quickly gathering into two three-meter-high human-shaped "ghosts".
They have no entity, they are just made up of Yin Qi, and a pair of inverted triangle eyes lit up on their heads, staring at them and their group.
The ancient tone mentioned by the great elder of Diyin Sect was still continuing, and the two "ghosts" guarding the gate suddenly made buzzing sounds.
Mu Wanxuan and Xilian were already hiding behind Wang Sheng. Although a senior sister was a little scared, she was still insisting on eating melon seeds. This fearless spirit...
"Not good!" The great elder of Diyin Sect suddenly shouted softly, and everyone immediately became nervous.
The elder did not keep it a secret and immediately said in a deep voice: "The Yin Ling who guarded this place said that someone had forcibly entered this place! I don't know if the layout inside was destroyed!"
Qing Yanzi said: "You will know when you go in and check it."
Zhang Zikuang frowned and muttered: "Are they done by the monks who rushed into the underworld thousands of years ago?"
The Taoist priests and old monks of other families did not respond. Almost all the Taoist priests involved in the disaster that year, and they could not comment on anything.
The great elder moved forward, and the two ghost guards moved away from each other, and more than ten people slowly entered the temple.
When Mu Wanxuan passed by, the two ghosts seemed to have discovered something. The huge bodies slowly knelt down, bowed their heads and closed their eyes tightly.
Seeing this, Wang Sheng didn't say much, and took his senior sister and fox Banxian into the temple.
There are some half-meter-high sculptures enshrined in the temple. They are immortals in the underworld. The layouts are not disrupted everywhere, so naturally there will be no dust here.
The two elders of the Diyin Sect moved forward, first lit the candles in the temple with their magic power, and kowtowed to the immortals in the underworld.
Qing Yanzi also bowed a few times to these sculptures. The other Taoist priests and old monks followed suit, and Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan naturally had to bow together.
It seems that these sculptures already have some spiritual positions. When Mu Wanxuan bowed, half of the sculptures turned directly to her back...
This scene is a bit surprising.
Could it be that there are underworld immortals observing them in secret? Otherwise, how can they be sentimented?
But if you think about it carefully, it is unlikely... Perhaps, these sculptures have already been spiritual in the underworld.
The Great Elder recited a few more ancient tunes, and blue light appeared in the gaps in the stone slabs on the ground of the temple, and extremely pure yin energy emerged from the gaps.
Except for those who cultivate pure yang magic power such as Qing Yanzi and Wang Sheng, who cannot absorb these yin energy at this time, if the other monks want to spend time to refine them, they can absorb these yin energy for their own use.
This is a rare tonic.
With a gentle trembling, a gap was cracked on the ground of the temple. The gap gradually expanded, and the group immediately flew up and waited quietly.
Soon, the floor of the temple completely disappeared, and below was a vertical hole covered with green and white light; the hole was extremely deep and could not be seen at the bottom, and there was light and fairy music circling inside, which was not too much contrast with the situation of the tongue-pulling hell outside the temple.
Fourteen lotus platforms with two feet diameter flew over, and the lotus platforms were pressed against everyone's feet, but none of them fell.
Zhang Zikuang nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that the underworld immortals have received many leaders of the Heavenly Court."
The two elders of Diyin Sect chuckled, made a gesture of invitation, and stepped on the lotus platform to fall first.
The group followed, and Wang Sheng and the other two naturally landed at the end again; when the three of them entered the place, the stone slabs above merged again, and the ghost outside the temple also stood up and blocked the entrance and exit of the temple with their bodies.
What the great elder said is right. This is really the "sightseeing elevator" of the eighteenth floor hell.
They fell about a hundred meters, and the blue light wall on the left became translucent. As long as they looked at it intently, the blue lights would fade away. On the contrary, the dark hell situation outside the light wall would be filled with blue lights.
Empty-frequently, they took the situation of the second level of the Eighteen Hell, "Scissors Hell" in their eyes.
After passing the scissors hell, there are some visual impacts of the "Iron Tree Hell" and "Nevil Mirror Hell"; the inside situations can be seen at a glance. There are huge iron trees "patched together" by blades everywhere, with some tattered clothes hanging on them.
The lower you are, the smaller the range of hell.
Mu Wanxuan no longer ate melon seeds and kept hiding behind Wang Sheng with Xilian, while she was holding her junior brother's arm tightly.
Sometimes he would hurt Wang Sheng, but Taoist Wang didn't say anything.
But in a moment, the first seven layers of empty hell had passed by, and they soon saw the eighth layer of hell, the iceberg hell of the "original ecology".
Green light filled the sky, and thousands of icebergs stood everywhere in this layer of hell. On these icebergs, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, was able to see evil spirits wandering aimlessly.
A Taoist priest noticed something with sharp eyes and immediately shouted: "Look at the icebergs in the center!"
The lotus platform stopped at the foot, and fourteen pairs of eyes immediately looked over, but saw a few figures in the icebergs.
After closer inspection, these figures were wearing Taoist robes, both men and women, and they all knew nothing about life or death.
"Go down," Qing Yanzi said calmly, "Since he is willing to fall into the underworld, why bother with them again?"
The Taoist priests nodded slightly, and the two elders of the Diyin Sect just sighed and did not speak out loud.
Continuing to fall, their time intervals through each layer of hell became shorter and shorter, as the hell below became shorter and shorter.
After passing the Blood Pool Hell, seeing the Hell of Death in the Unjust Death, and passing the Hell of Death in the Death, they soon discovered a man in a Taoist robe.
But this time, it was not frozen in the iceberg, but in the volcanic hell.
These volcanoes burn with blazing flames, but the souls thrown into this place because of punishment, their flames will not burn people to death, but will only make people feel the pain of being burned by the flames.
Wang Sheng saw more than a dozen figures floating in the flames, either standing, sitting, or lying down directly.
These are the monks who broke into the underworld back then, and they are also considered to be the dark history that Taoist sect cannot be washed away.
But then, Wang Sheng thought of the ancient demon who had died in the hands of him and his master before, and couldn't help but remind him: "These ancient people are probably already in the devil's way."
"Oh," the Taoist priests sighed, and their hearts were also shocked.
At this time, the two balls beside Qing Yanzi had also captured these pictures.
Although there is no signal here and they have entered an automatic working state, as long as the ball can fly out, this information can be transmitted back to the transit station.
The seventeenth floor, stone mill hell...
When he reached the tenth level of hell, the senior sister no longer dared to watch it, and Wang Sheng also frowned a little.
Where did these evil souls and evil ghosts in hell come from? Isn’t it that when the underworld immortals left, there were still mortal souls in the eighteen levels of hell, and these souls...
Forget it, you can't think too much about this. Thinking too much about it will easily reduce the image of the immortals in the heaven and the underworld in their minds.
"It's about to reach the bottom, there is an exit below, you can directly enter the 18th level of hell..."
The Great Elder whispered, everyone nodded, withdrew their gaze at the hell of "next door" and looked down.
"ah"
A scream suddenly came from behind Wang Sheng, but the scream was not made by Mu Wanxuan, but Xilian, who has the highest cultivation level here.
All the Taoist priests and Buddha looked at the boss together, but they saw that Xilian had melon seed skin on her lips and her little face turned a little white, but she had already been forced to calm down at this time.
Chapter completed!