After going down the mountain, I got divorced seven times

Chapter 287
With the map in hand, Su Ming led Su Ran and others to come up later, and quickly surpassed Xin Han's Tianmo Sect and the disciples of the Linshan Medicine Sect who had lost their backbone.

This made the disciples of Linshan Medicine Sect and Tianmo Sect gnash their teeth.

"Senior Brother Xin, that kid is too arrogant, shouldn't we stop them?"

A peak disciple of King Wu of Linshan Medicine Sect came to talk to Xin Han.

Those Tianmo Sect disciples were also filled with righteous indignation, "He definitely went through the back door! Otherwise, how could he go so fast!"

Xin Han squinted his eyes, "What's the hurry, even the natives here can't fully understand these one hundred and eight levels. I will naturally kill him when I ascend to the stage!"

"The only one who can enter the Ascension Platform is me."

The disciples of the Linshan Medicine Sect were overjoyed, Yao Li was gone, and they had no idea about the Ascension Platform, as long as they could kill Su Ming, they would be able to vent their anger.

three days later.

"Let's go here, there is no map behind, so be careful."

Su Ming glanced at the map for the last time, his face gradually became serious.

Even if there is a map, the first [-] levels, many times they almost have to reduce their staff, and the next [-] levels will only become more and more difficult. Without the map, it is estimated that they will experience a real life-and-death trial.

Su Ming always took Lian Er by his side, and this girl was still fighting for Xia Ling, and her attitude towards Su Ming was indifferent.

"go!"

Su Ming gave an order, and everyone stepped into the difficult situation in front of them.

This is a formation.

As soon as he entered, the situation changed, and the surrounding scene was eerie, as if he had arrived at the Nine Nether Hell.

All the timid female disciples of Yunshang Immortal Palace screamed in fright, and Lian Er also hid behind Su Ming, holding the corners of his clothes with both hands, trembling.

In the gray mist, some black shadows can be seen moving from time to time, and there are also pictures of sentient beings suffering, it is really like being tortured in hell.

Su Ming looked dignified and moved forward cautiously.

After walking a few steps, those black images discovered the existence of Su Ming and others, and rushed over one after another, attacking indiscriminately.

"what--!"

Some disciples kept yelling in horror. Their mouths were opened by those black shadows, trying to pull out their tongues. No matter how they attacked, these black shadows were scattered and condensed.

Su Ming let out a low shout, and a huge Suzaku phantom appeared behind him, flapping its wings, and a blazing flame burned all these black shadows to ashes.

But more black shadows came one after another, and some black shadows tried to open Su Ming's mouth, trying to pull out his tongue.

When Su Ming thought about it, the yin energy in his dantian drew out a trace, and the ghost technique was cast immediately. A huge phantom of ghosts and gods gradually solidified, and seemed to be a little stronger in this gloomy formation.

As soon as the ghost art came out, these black shadows seemed to be restrained, and they fled one after another, screaming pitifully, as if hitting people's soul directly, making people's scalp numb.

Suran also resorted to various methods, but they were all useless. He could only keep breaking up the shadows, walking with difficulty.

"Close to me!"

Su Ming let out a loud roar, and the ghost art became stronger again, protecting everyone in it.

Those black shadows roared outside the ghost art, but they didn't dare to get close.

Su Ran's pretty face was pale, and her voice was a little trembling: "We won't really go to hell, right? I heard that the first level of hell is tongue-pulling hell, and the last eighteen difficulties will not correspond to eighteen levels of hell." Bar?"

Su Ran's words shocked Su Ming, and a flash of light flashed in his mind, as if he had grasped a key point.

He said in a deep voice, "Get out of here first."

The thoughts in my mind turned sharply. If it is true that the eighteen difficulties correspond to the eighteen levels of hell, as Su Ran guessed, then it is indeed a bit difficult, but I don't know how far this ghost art can last.

Yin Qi is related to hell. If it weren't for this, Su Ming and the others would have fallen to the ground, let alone climbed to the top of the mountain.

No wonder this place has been opened many times before, but no one has reached the peak. These last eighteen difficulties are definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Out of this tongue-drawing hell without any risk, Su Ming glanced at everyone, there were no casualties, but many female disciples of Yunshang Immortal Palace were terribly frightened, and some even turned blue. It is as simple as being too frightened, and it is likely to cast a shadow on the future path of cultivation.

Su Ming shouted in a deep voice: "Those who have the courage to continue walking, take a step forward, and those who dare not continue, I will escort you down now!"

Not long after, some people stood up and expressed their willingness to continue, while more people stayed where they were and did not dare to move.

On the Underworld side, among the 23 disciples, six of them did not want to continue, and only seven remained in the Yunshang Immortal Palace, and none of the others dared to continue.

After all, she is a woman. After seeing this scene, she said that she was not afraid that it was a lie.

Even Su Ming was a little apprehensive, but he had to go to the peak, not only because of the task given by the palace master, but also because he had a deep feeling that there seemed to be something on the peak that was attracting him.

So, he had to go.

(End of this chapter)