A brick into the fairyland

Although the Eighteen Levels of Hell is not as vast as the Nine Nethers, its territory is quite large.

Zhuge Buliang didn't take Fei'er and the monkey with him, but went with the little ginseng fruit, followed behind the ghost king Zuo Shi, and flew towards the palace of the ghost king, one of the eighteen hells.

Four days later, they came to a black mountain.The big rivers and rivers here are all black, and the lead clouds in the sky are dense, depressing the void, giving people a very depressing atmosphere.

The little ginseng fruit squatted on Zhuge Buliang's shoulder, said: "I always feel that we are going to a Hongmen banquet?"

Zhuge Buliang smiled and didn't speak, but he was also very worried. [

"If things change, let's hide in the magic city of chaos for ten or a half years before coming out." Little Ginseng thought for a while, and suggested.

Zhuge Buliang smiled wryly: "If the ghost king is that kind of person whose strength is against the sky, I'm afraid we can't hide it from him if we hide in the magic city."

The two talked to each other in a low voice.

But Zuo Shi, the ghost king who flew in the front, turned a deaf ear, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him, even if he heard the little ginseng fruit say something belittling the ghost king, he kept silent.

Not long after, a vast aura rushed over, which was also mixed with a creepy Yin Qi.

A black palace stands on the cliff, the palace is majestic, like a savage dragon dormant there.The breath is majestic, giving people a sense of deterrence.

Ghost King Zuo Shi did not slow down, but flew past the palace with Zhuge Buliang and Little Ginseng Fruit.

Zhuge Buliang glanced down, and saw several ghost cultivators in black armor stationed around the palace, solemn and solemn, guarding the palace in straight rows.

"Isn't the ghost king in this palace?" Zhuge Buliang wondered in his heart.

The left envoy of the ghost king led them to fly for dozens of miles, and these dozens of miles were only a matter of a moment for a cultivator of their level.

Last week, they fell down on the top of a mountain.

As soon as he lowered his figure, Zhuge Buliang felt that the atmosphere around him was not right, and the ghost king Zuo Shi suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Around, several breaths rushed towards Zhuge Buliang.Zhuge Buliang looked around, and saw a ghost cultivator with hairy hair sitting cross-legged on the four surrounding peaks, four powerful pressures were coming towards Zhuge Buliang and the little ginseng fruit.

Zhuge Buliang frowned. He had extraordinary eyesight and saw a man in black robe standing on the tallest mountain in the distance, standing with his hands behind his back. His body was covered with black mist, and his appearance could not be seen.But the whole person seems to be integrated with the heaven and the earth, and the aura seems to be overwhelming with panic.

"Is he the ghost king?" Zhuge Buliang thought to himself.

Four powerful pressures came, Zhuge Buliang paused slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, Ghost King, what do you mean?"

The sound waves are so powerful that they can be heard even hundreds of miles away.

But the ghost king on the mountain in the distance remained silent, still standing with his hands behind his back.

"boom!"[

The momentum of the four soaring to the sky erupted, Zhuge Buliang was startled, the four ghost cultivators around him were all powerful, even one of them was not something he could easily contend with.

"It's over, it's really a Hongmen banquet." The little ginseng fruit panicked, tightly grasping a strand of Zhuge's unclear black thread.

Zhuge Buliang held the ancient coin sword in his hand, without any breath fluctuations, but Zhuge Buliang felt much more relaxed.The ancient coin sword is a sacred object of Taoism, and it was originally designed to overcome evil spirits, especially ghosts, which have huge lethality.

The ghost cultivators from the four mountain peaks let out a long roar, and four big black hands pressed towards Zhuge Buliang.

The big black hand crushed the space, almost shattering the top of the mountain under Zhuge Buliang's feet.

Zhuge Buliang stands like a rock, majestic and motionless.The ancient coin sword was suspended above his head. At this moment, the ancient coin sword suddenly glowed with golden light, and one hundred and eight ancient copper coins scattered in all directions. Each ancient copper coin has the ability to penetrate the void. The golden light is dazzling like a star. Luo Manbu.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

After a few muffled sounds, one hundred and eight ancient copper coins soaked the void around the four peaks and imprisoned the ghost cultivators on the four peaks in the void.

One hundred and eight ancient copper coins were condensed into an ancient coin sword again, and returned to Zhuge Buliang's hands.

But at this moment, accompanied by four long howls, four figures flew up from the piercing void.Four powerful ghost cultivators broke through the void of confinement and escaped.

Without too many words, four terrifying black vortexes flew out and pressed towards Zhuge Buliang, the heavy pressure almost made Zhuge Buliang spit out a mouthful of blood.

These four ghost cultivators are definitely not comparable to people like the ghost king, they are definitely colossal monsters suppressed in the eighteenth level of hell.Four black vortexes swallowed down. At this moment, Zhuge Buliang's body was filled with purple energy, and the seven big stars above his head were sinking and floating, and the purple nebula vortex condensed and formed again.

The purple nebula vortex rose towards the sky, covering the sky and the earth, trying to swallow the four big black air vortexes that were approaching.

But these four black air vortexes also have great suction, and for a while, the purple nebula vortex, which has never failed to swallow them, was unable to swallow them.The purple nebula vortex and the four major black air vortexes came to a stalemate in midair.

Cold sweat dripped from Zhuge Buliang's forehead, these are really the four masters, the only masters in the [-]th hell.

"Hold on to me!" Zhuge Buliang reminded the little ginseng fruit on his shoulder, and he retreated violently, appearing thousands of meters away in an instant, wanting to escape.

Facing the four masters, he felt a sense of strength.

Zhuge Buliang didn't even think about it, he turned around and raised his true essence by twelve points, and fled towards the distant sky.

But at this moment, the ghost king standing on the mountain peak made a move, a big black hand reached out, stretched directly to the sky, stretched out dozens of miles away, smashed all the void around Zhuge Buliang, and imprisoned him in it.

"It's over, we can't escape!" Little Ginseng Fruit was astonished. [

Zhuge Buliang's purple curse mark flashed between his brows, and he was about to hide in the Demon City of Hunshi.But the big black hand swirled around, took him and the little ginseng back, and came to the top of the mountain again.

Zhuge Buliang had seven stars above his head, and a curtain of Big Dipper hung down.

"Are you really from purgatory?" At this moment, the ghost king on the mountain spoke, his voice was almost ethereal, as if it came from outside the sky.

"Probably." Zhuge Buliang said.

"You're lying!!" The ghost king suddenly yelled: "I went to purgatory to investigate, and there is no sealed big person in purgatory, tell me! How did you, a stranger, enter the eighteenth level of hell! !"

Zhuge Buliang showed bitterness, and said: "I did come out of Purgatory, but I am not the existence of the seal in Purgatory, I am from Kyushu."

"Kyushu!" The ghost king on the mountain peak was full of surprise, and said, "Are you from the world of cultivating immortals in Kyushu?"

"Not bad!" Zhuge Budiao nodded.

The atmosphere became silent, and the ghost king stood on the mountain with his hands behind his back without saying a word.After a while, the ghost king shouted: "No matter where you come from? Your appearance has broken the balance of the eighteen hells. You must disappear!"

After all, a majestic momentum enveloped him again.

"Damn, to be honest, I have to die, wow, it's too unreasonable." Little Ginseng Fruit muttered dissatisfied.

At the same time, the four surrounding ghost cultivators made another attack, and the four made a big handprint, pressing towards Zhuge Buliang Gai.

"Fight it, find a chance to escape, and then hide in the Demon City of Hunshi." Zhuge Buliang thought to himself, the purple light on his fist was dazzling, like a purple sun, dazzling people's eyes.

And in this purple light, there is still a trace of black air.

Zhuge Buliang aroused the ancient martial art with all his strength, fisted for a few days, and clashed with the big handprint coming from the air.

"Boom!" Most of the mountain top under his feet collapsed, Zhuge Buliang's face turned pale, and half of his body sank into the soil.And those four ghost cultivators also staggered, and then slapped Zhuge Buliang again.

Pressing down with a big black hand, the mountain top under Zhuge Buliang's feet completely collapsed.

With a long howl, Zhuge Buliang soared into the sky, and the turbulent purple air surged torrents.Zhuge Buliang activated the ancient martial art, behind him, a black crow totem appeared, and struck at the four ghost cultivators.

"Ancient martial art!" The ghost king on the mountain peak exclaimed, full of astonishment.

Zhuge Buliang shot out the black crow totem, which was frozen in the void.The attacks of the four great ghost cultivators hit the black crow totem and were dispelled by the black crow totem.At the same time, the black crow totem also collapsed.

Zhuge Buliang swung his fist to the sky, until it shattered the void, and the sky trembled.

"boom!"

But facing the attack of the four ghost cultivators, Zhuge Buliang was blasted into the ground this time, his face was as pale as paper, and the blood in his body was churning.

"Oops, I can't rush out at all." Zhuge Buliang secretly said.

"Wow, boy, you can't die. If you die, there will be no hope for others." The little ginseng fruit yelled while lying on Zhuge Buliang's shoulder.

At this time, the attacks of the four major ghost cultivators were suppressed again.

Zhuge Buliang's body surged with purple light, and the ancient martial art was struck out, piercing through the void, completely paralyzing the void.Completely wipe out the attacks of the four major ghost cultivators.

"Ancient martial art!" The ghost king on the mountain suddenly made a move at this time, and the black ghost hand patted Zhuge Buliang.

"puff!"

This blow was enough to shatter the world, Zhuge Buliang spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards.

The ghost king once again hit a ghost hand, covering Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Buliang's internal organs were severely damaged, and his skin was cracked. His skin, which was originally treated like precious jade, is now like cracked porcelain.

And at this moment, the black air suddenly surged out from Zhuge Buliang's body, the aura soared to the sky, even the little ginseng fruit was blown out by this aura.

"Wow, kid Zhuge, what are you doing!" the little ginseng fruit monster shouted.