Sword ancestor

Chapter 38 The Ugly Tree
Albatron Valley.

The Jiufang Yuntai floats above the sky, full of auspicious aura and purple aura like smoke.

On the land of Qingyun Valley, the Hall of Yama is full of ghostly aura, and the aura of endless years circulates, like a beast crawling, fierce flames.

"Lei Gang, the second scissors hell."

On another jade tablet, a bloodstain was complete, and a second bloodstain appeared.

"Tianlei's rectification is indeed the most powerful yang, Minglei junior brother, this thunder gang, I am afraid that he has already cultivated to the second level of profound thunder."

On the platform, Taoist Ming Bing stared slightly, while Zilei Peak Master smiled lightly and said, "Senior Brother Sect Leader is absurd, that kid Lei Gang is pure in body and good in understanding, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get such an honor." ranking."

"what--"

Peak Master Zi Lei suddenly frowned, and stopped talking.

The Lord of Bafeng turned his eyes and landed on Jianfeng Yuntai.

"Qi Tian, ​​the second scissors hell!"

"This, how is this possible! Seventeen generations and eight leaders, there are still six people who have not yet broken through!"

Many disciples of the sixteenth generation did not believe that apart from Bu Qingtian and Lei Gang, the other six people were also very famous. Some disciples of the sixteenth generation can't compare in practice. Therefore, Qi Tian is now in the third place, breaking into the second floor of the Yan Luo Hall, and everyone does not accept it.

After ten breaths, Yun Biyuan stepped into the second floor one after another, and many disciples of the sixteenth generation breathed a sigh of relief.

"luck!"

"That's right, it's rumored that when Qi Tian went to the Qingling Stone Que for the first time, he chose a companion spirit mine out of luck, and exchanged dozens of low-grade spirit stones from Elder Akashi!"

The master of Bafeng didn't say a word, Jianfeng Yuntai saw that the Taoist was drinking the wine gourd one by one, his posture was gentle and there was nothing unusual, as if he didn't care about the jade plaque on the Yuntai.

Hall of Yama, the entrance to the second level of hell.

In the pitch-black prison gate, there was a creepy sound of grinding teeth. Qi Tian was concentrating, with the sword in his hand, full of sharpness, and he was about to step into it.

hum-

A scorching warm current swept through his body, unable to resist, Qi Tian stopped, reached into his arms, and took out the thumb-sized relic.

The relic exudes golden light, crystal clear like jade, floating up at this time, and falling towards a ruin, the soft Buddha light shines all over, and the ruins of the dungeon disappear immediately, revealing an ugly tree three feet high.

This tree is really ugly. The black trunk can be grasped with one hand, and there are many hideous cracks on it. It seems that it was affected by the collapse of the dungeon. There are strings of sticky black pus flowing out, the branches are entangled, and the bark is peeling off. , emitting an unspeakable stench.

However, many branches gathered together, and at the top, a thumb-sized fruit was born. This fruit was as black as ink, and it also gave off an astonishing stench.

Qi Tian frowned, Yama Hell, he was not surprised that such an ugly plant was born, what was surprising was that the relic fell slowly at this time, and the golden Buddha's light shrouded the fruit, and the originally amazing stench disappeared in smoke.

After sticking to the fruit, the golden relic didn't move anymore, Qi Tian looked at it for a few breaths, nodded and said: "Since the relic has found it, there must be something extraordinary about it."

No more hesitation, Qi Tian took down the relic, together with the thumb-sized fruit, the next moment, the pus in the ugly tree drained and disappeared.

A little suspicious, Qi Tian put away the relics and fruits, and stepped into the second hell.

Eighteen layers of hell, the second layer, scissors hell!

It is still a dungeon, the ground is full of blood, and the ghost soldiers here are even more terrifying. They have several inches of sharp teeth, and there are pieces of meat on the sharp teeth.

Many people were tied to the iron pillars, the flames were burning, the iron pillars were already red, and Qi Tian could even smell the stench of fleshy flesh.

Each ghost soldier held a pair of large scissors in their hands. The scissors were pitch black, branded with the image of ghosts and monsters, and were born with jagged teeth. As they opened and closed up and down, each finger was cut off. In the river of blood, there were countless Endless severed fingers.

The evil spirit was endless, and all the ghost soldiers turned around, staring at Qi Tian with their scarlet eyes, and roared at the same time.

"When you enter the hell of scissors, you will suffer from severed fingers!"

The sharpness of the sword of knowledge broke through the emptiness, and the huge sword consciousness accumulated in the 49th heaven of the buried sword pool was completely boiled. Selflessness is the only way to control reincarnation. Eighteen levels of hell, cleansing and refining evil obstacles, how can you do anything wrong! Today, this hell is unfair, I will break this hell, if you act recklessly, I will put you all under the sword!"

Knowing how to slash with the sword, every step Qi Tian made, the dungeon trembled, as if an ancient mountain was rolling, and Yama and Hell couldn't stop it. The ghost energy dissipated and turned into nothingness.

In the second layer of scissors hell, the power of ghost soldiers is much stronger than that of the first layer. It is already comparable to a Taoist with one hundred and eight perfect apertures. , It will take a lot of work to get through.

Albatron Valley.

The wind is light and the clouds are light, almost only the sound of breathing, and the drop of a needle can be heard.

Whether it was hundreds of sixteen generations of disciples or dozens of elders, all of them showed unbelievable colors at this time, and everyone's eyes were focused on one cloud platform.

Jianfeng!

Compared with other eight peaks worth nearly 300 yuan, Jianfeng only had two pieces, and these two pieces made many Taoists feel excited and unable to restrain themselves.

"Yunfei, the second level of scissor hell!"

"Qi Tian, ​​the third level of Iron Tree Hell! How is this possible!"

"Bu Qingtian has just broken into the fourth level of Nie Jing Hell, and Lei Gang has not yet broken through on the third level, so Qi Tian has caught up with Yun Biyuan and the others!"

Some disciples of the sixteenth generation saw through their eyes, and they seemed to see something, but many elders did not speak, and the master of Jiufeng was silent, they did not dare to speak nonsense.

Half an hour later, Yama Hall.

The gate of the fourth prison manifested, and the relic Buddha's light was restrained, and it was taken into Qi Tian's hands, and at the same time, it was wrapped with a black fruit.

"The third one!"

Qi Tian's eyes were sharp, he killed all the way, and nearly a hundred ghost soldiers on the third level of Iron Tree Hell were all beheaded. You can use some mysterious Taoist artifacts, but such Taoist artifacts are very rare. Although it is a bit troublesome, it was still smashed into nothingness by the Qitian Sword.

At this time, Qi Tian already understood that Yama Hell is a huge illusion of purgatory, but this illusion is so real that it is difficult to distinguish it.

Touching the three fruits on his chest, Qi Tian didn't know whether these three fruits would disappear in the end.

The fourth floor, evil mirror hell.

There are no howling winds, but only countless huge mirrors. These mirrors are full of ghosts. Behind each side, there is a blood-colored ghost face branded. The ghost faces are strange, but they have the same ferociousness. Behind the mirrors, there is actually blood flowing. The four layers of hell almost fell into a river of blood.

Wrapped in the sword consciousness, a golden and jade-colored divine flame was almost ignited on Qi Tian's body. The majestic sword consciousness buzzed like a sea, cutting down the void like mouthfuls of divine swords. Qi Tian stepped into the river of blood, endless plasma , but he couldn't let him get a trace of it.

"Come out!"

Qi Tian drank coldly, and fixed his eyes on the back of the ghost mirror.

There was a shrill howling of ghosts, which confused the mind. At this moment, countless ghost faces appeared on the back of the countless ghost mirrors. They had plasma in their mouths and noses, and they smiled ferociously. Bloody lights poured out, covering the Qi Tian was empty all over his body.

"When you enter the evil mirror hell, you will suffer from the blood realm!"

Infinite ghost sounds fell into his ears, causing Qi Tian to feel a little confused. The sword in his hand vibrated, and he woke up instantly, as if he was facing a big enemy. It is not accessible to Taoists below the level of spiritual awareness. (One hundred more votes were added yesterday, many sword friends have awakened, nearly [-] sword friends, everyone wake up, the sword ancestor needs you, the glory of the sword way needs you!)

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