Supreme Evil Sky

Looking at the twelve words full of killing intent in front of them, the two of them couldn't say a word for a long time, as if their hearts were shocked.

But in the end they stepped into it very quickly, and entered hand in hand without the slightest hesitation.

Stepping into the black road, everything around seems to change accordingly. The original gray space turned into a pitch-black world...

The road under your feet has become like floating in the air. There are strange gray air currents lingering on both sides of the road, and the front is even darker, making people wonder where it spread...

Huangquan Road!

These three words suddenly appeared in Wu Tian's mind.

Huangquan Road, according to Buddhism, is the only way for a person to go to the underworld after death.

There was once a poem that said: When you reach Naihe on the Naihe Bridge, you can never cross the Wangchuan River.There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone, and there will be Mengpo on Wangxiangtai.

It is to describe all the things after Huangquan Road one by one...

Huangquan Road, Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge, Sansheng Stone, and Wangxiang Terrace are the inevitable experiences of reincarnation after death.

"Could it be that the Six Paths mentioned here are really like the Six Paths of Buddhism?"

Wu Tian and Zhou Zixuan walked forward slowly, stepping on the road under their feet, it was like stepping on cotton, soft, but the cold air around them became more and more intense.

"If this is the case, then the Huangquan Road here means that we have stepped into the realm of hell!"

Wu Tian took a deep breath, the true essence in his body was already circulating rapidly, and his whole body was full of energy.

As for Zhou Zixuan, he followed without saying a word, but what Wu Tian didn't notice was that Zhou Zixuan's peripheral vision would scan his storage ring from time to time, which seemed quite complicated and at a loss. .

Time seems to be no longer important at this moment...

Wu Tian and Zhou Zixuan didn't know how long they had walked on this Huangquan road. The surrounding scenery seemed to be unchanged, but Wu Tian frowned more and more. He could clearly feel that the real test was coming...

Yes, it has indeed arrived!

Just a few minutes later, the sudden change in the environment, countless heart-piercing roars came from the ears, and various tragic scenes gradually unfolded in the eyes...

All kinds of torture, all kinds of bloodshed did not stop at all, making Zhou Zixuan's delicate body tremble, but she still insisted on biting her lips lightly with her white teeth, without making any sound.

As for Wu Tian, ​​he looked at all this with a frown. He was a Buddha in his previous life. Although he was an evil Buddha, he was proficient in Buddhist principles. Although he practiced joy, he still had a calm state of mind like a Buddha...

In this life, although he continued to kill and kill, he still insisted on his original heart. The Evil Buddha Wutian, the Evil Buddha Wutian, was originally one person!

"here……"

Wu Tian looked at the various scenes that were presented, some had their tongues pulled out and blood sprayed straight down, some had their fingers cut off and blood flowed profusely, and some were sent to iron trees to scrape their bodies...

"A total of eighteen pictures..."

Wu Tian resisted the nauseating feeling in his heart, and counted each picture carefully. There are eighteen pictures in total, no more, no less, which just coincides with the number of [-] hells.

"It seems that this is really the hell of the six realms!"

The eighteen levels of hell are divided into the upper nine levels and the lower nine levels...

The upper nine floors are: Tongue Pulling Hell, Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Evil Mirror Hell, Steamer Hell, Copper Pillar Hell, Knife Mountain Hell, Iceberg Hell and Oil Pot Hell.

The lower nine levels are: Bull Pit Hell, Stone Press Hell, Mortar Hell, Blood Pool Hell, Undeserved Death Hell, Punishment Hell, Volcano Hell, Stone Grinding Hell, and Knife and Saw Hell.

There are a total of [-] hells, and those who die in Buddhism must go through, maybe one, maybe several kinds before they can be reincarnated.

"The upper nine floors are on the left, and the lower nine floors are on the right..."

Wu Tian looked at all this with a frown, he who was reciting the meditation mantra silently in his heart was not affected much by these tragic scenes, while Zhou Zixuan beside him had a pretty face extremely pale, biting his lower lip so tightly that he almost spit it out.

However, as a woman, seeing such a bloody scene, she can still bear it, which has to be said to be extremely admirable.

"Wu Tian, ​​what should we do now?" Resisting the discomfort in his heart, Zhou Zixuan asked in a deep voice.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is one of the six realms of hell!"

Wu Tian replied slowly, "However, as for how to pass, I can't think of it for the time being, but it must be related to these eighteen pictures!"

"Shouldn't we let each of us go through it?"

Zhou Zixuan said tremblingly, "If that's the case, you might as well just kill me, it's too scary!"

"Go through it again?"

Wu Tian was slightly taken aback, but then he thought of what the patriarch Shui Lanhaotian and the others had said before.

In the entire Shuilan tribe, only his mother can enter the secret space, and because he is the direct blood of his mother, he has the possibility of passing through.

So if you say it this way, isn't it related to blood?

Thinking of this, Wu Tian couldn't help frowning slightly, "But if that's the case, why did Aunt Xin let Sister Zixuan come with her? Could it be that she can pass through directly because she has a body of emptiness?"

"Hey, Wu Tian, ​​what are you thinking?"

Gently bumping against Wu Tian's shoulder, Zhou Zixuan frowned and asked, that pale pretty face looked extremely weak.

"nothing!"

When he came back to his senses, Wu Tian hurriedly smiled, "Well, Sister Zixuan, you step back a little, I'll try!"

"Okay, be careful!"

Zhou Zixuan nodded when she heard the words, and took a few steps back. Looking at the eighteen pictures in front of her, she felt a feeling of vomiting, and quickly moved her eyes away, and her concerned eyes soon fell on Wu on the sky.

"I can only ignore why Sister Zixuan came with me now!"

Wu Tian took a deep breath, and said to himself with a serious expression, "Since it is said that it may be related to blood, then I will try it with blood essence!"

When the voice fell, Wu Tian raised his right hand, and under the stimulation of his true essence, Wu Tian reluctantly squeezed out a drop of blood essence from his middle finger. But before Wu Tian could say anything, the blood suddenly flew towards the screen in front of him. Suddenly, circles of strange red lines lingered in those bloody scenes, which made Wu Tian tremble, and then his mental power instantly disappeared into the picture...

"What? How could this be?"

Wu Tian stood in place like a wood carving, but the mental power was absorbed into the picture, and he was suddenly in the tongue-pulling hell that started on the upper ninth floor, and he seemed to have become the person whose tongue was pulled out, an unprecedented feeling. The pain spread instantly...

However, Wu Tian couldn't shout out because it was only because of his mental strength...

The powerful stimulation made Wu Tian not sure what to do, but it was impossible to break free from the shackles of the picture, and now he could only let the force of the picture...

"It hurts, it really hurts!"

That kind of pain like substance made Wu Tian's body standing there tremble, and the pain of his tongue being elongated was simply a kind of boundless torture, but Wu Tian couldn't do anything to resist, at this moment he Just like a puppet, after the mental power is submerged in the picture, it can only be slaughtered by others.

In fact, to be precise, the pain of mental power is far more intense than the pain of the body, and it is more unforgettable.

Today, that's it!

Then, when Wu Tian was about to be unbearable, the screen changed abruptly, and the hell of tongue pulling turned to the second floor of hell of scissors...

This time it was no longer pulling out the tongue, but cutting off the ten fingers...

The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain made Wu Tian tremble again, and the body standing in place began to soak in cold sweat, and in less than a few breaths, his clothes were completely wet. His complexion was even paler to the extreme.

"Are you really asking me to go through all the eighteen levels of hell?"

Wu Tian endured the stinging pain of mental power, wanted to faint, but he was full of energy, as if every time even the weakest pain would be amplified ten times and a hundred times under such circumstances, making Wu Tian's face distorted to the extreme .

"Wu Tian, ​​Wu Tian, ​​how are you doing?"

Zhou Zixuan kept calling softly behind him, but it was impossible for Wu Tian to give any response...

As time passed by, Wu Tian's mental power was close to collapse, but he persisted firmly. This was just the beginning of the six realms. Could it be that he would shrink back unbearably?

No, this is absolutely impossible!

However, the pain of the eighteen layers of hell reappeared in his mind ten times and a hundred times. Even if it didn't directly affect the body, the sensitive and intense pain is still not something ordinary people can bear!

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, a sudden burst of Buddha's name was uttered from Wu Tian's mouth. Standing on the trembling body, it seemed to be shrouded in a layer of golden Buddha light, and Wu Tian also felt a little more relaxed at this time, but then the screen continued to rotate , causing Wu Tian to fall into boundless pain again...

The third iron tree hell, the fourth evil mirror hell...

Slowly continue...

Wu Tianguo had really experienced the horrors of the [-]th floor of hell time and time again. His clothes had almost never been dried, and he seemed to have just been lifted out of the water. He was in a state of embarrassment.

As the time passed minute by minute, Wu Tian really hoped for the first time that the time would be faster and the experience faster so that he could successfully pass.

But is this possible?

Eighteen layers of hell, eighteen kinds of torture, although it is only a feeling on the spiritual level, it still makes Wu Tian feel like he is there, without any falsehood at all.

I am afraid that if a person is not firm in mind, he has already suffered extreme mental damage and led to madness...

But Wu Tian is not...

Being human in two lives, it can be said that he has trained his mind to the best level.

Didn't Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once said... Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell?

Hell is not empty, swear not to become a Buddha!

At this moment, while Wu Tian's mental power was being destroyed, he seemed to have a feeling like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Amidst the boundless pain, the golden Buddha light on his body became more and more prosperous. It looks so bright in the painted environment...