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Eighteenth level hell.

Lin Shu appeared here.

As soon as you enter here.

Lin Shu suddenly felt a kind of suppression, an indescribable depression.

This repression comes not only from the senses, but also from the body and mind.

The first few layers.

What Lin Shu experienced was like a fairyland. There is no repression at all.

Even if.

In the seventeenth layer of hell, what Lin Shu encountered was a Avatar God Monarch.

And.

It is a complete and unsealed Avatar God King.

In one move, the space could be shattered, and Lin Shu did not feel such a sense of oppression.

Here, Lin Shu felt indescribably depressed.

If said.

Nine Ghosts Hell, where is most like hell.

It is not the first to tenth layer of bones and bones.

It’s in front of you.

A blood-colored river, I don’t know where to start, I don’t know where to stay.

Lin Shu, right now, was standing above this blood-colored river.

It’s a bridge.

This bridge, unlike ordinary bridges, has nothing in common.

It’s a bridge that’s all connected by a skull.

Under the feet, all are skulls and white bones.

This bridge stretches endlessly, as if there is no end.

It’s like this river of blood.

This scene.

This made Lin Shu wonder if he had really entered the legendary Netherworld Mansion.

Around, the yin is deep, silent.

Even the blood-colored river flowed without making any sound.

Seems.

Here, the voice, simply cannot come out.

Lin Shu tried to shout.

However, to his horror, he was able to shout out, but no sound came out.

This is the real place of death.

Except for the blood-colored river, the bridge of white bones, in the distance, you can’t see anything, only a gray piece.

Right now.

The blood-colored river suddenly surged up.

See here.

Lin Shu’s expression suddenly became solemn.

Lin Shu noticed that in the blood-colored river, there were many creatures that seemed to be awakening.

Really.

Less than a moment.

From the blood-colored river, many figures floated up.

These figures have no flesh and blood, only white bones.

It seems that flesh and blood have been integrated into this river of blood.

A white bone exudes a breathtaking aura.

That is to say, Lin Shuyi is bold, if the strength is not strong, seeing this scene, I am afraid that he will be directly scared to death before he makes a move.

This scene.

Like the myths and legends, the Naihe Bridge and the Forgetting River.

There are no living people, no sound, only white bones.

and the blood-colored rivers that seem to flow through the ages.

As the blood-colored river rolled, a white bone became more numerous again.

Lin Shu glanced over.

White bones, there seems to be no end.

These white bones take on the shape of a human.

There is no flesh and blood, the only thing that is there is the blood-colored light in the eyes of the white bones.

Extremely penetrating.

“This is the real eighteenth layer of hell!”

Lin Shu couldn’t help but sigh.

Then, looking at this seemingly endless and endless white bone corpse, he fell into deep thought.

“Is it because I want to kill all these white bones, or let them return to the blood-colored river again, to be considered a success?”

Right now.

In the void, a voice sounded.

“Number **, first of all, congratulations on reaching the eighteenth level of hell.

Second, announce the rules of trials in the eighteenth level of hell.

In total, there are eighteen waves of white bone corpses, one wave of white bone corpses, one hundred thousand.

Survive a wave, even if you pass the level, the more waves you survive, the richer the reward.

Remember, once you can’t hold on, you can choose to call abandon, provided that you must pass the first wave, otherwise, the call is invalid! ”

After listening to this.

Lin Shu’s scalp was numb.

Eighteen waves of white bone corpses, one wave of 100,000.

Is this the rhythm of letting Lin Shu kill 1.8 million alone?

Lin Shu looked at the seemingly endless white bones in the surrounding field of vision, and Lin Shu suddenly wanted to curse in his heart.

This is simply a pit.

Fortunately, Lin Shu took a cursory look at these white bone corpses, and their strength did not seem to be high, most of them were at the Jindan Yuan infant level.

There is no god god king level, otherwise, simply stop playing and wait for death.

“In that case, let me go crazy once!”

The voice fell.

Lin Shu’s body suddenly became larger.

In an instant, a thirty-zhang body appeared on the bridge of white bones, and at the same time, in his hand, the Buddha Fury Fire Lotus was released.

For a moment,

All around the body, it has become a world of flames.

Every white bone corpse, in contact with the flames, disappeared in an instant, sinking into the river of blood.

Since the realm of these white bone corpses was not high, Lin Shu did not directly use the Fulong stick to save his body and preserve his strength.

This is only the first wave, and the devil knows how powerful these seventeen waves are in the future

If it’s the same as the first wave, that’s okay to say.

If it gets stronger and stronger, then Lin Shu can only choose to give up.

One hundred thousand white bone corpses, even Lin Shu’s Buddha Fire Lotus, every minute and second put countless white bone corpses to sleep, which is still a huge number.

Hands and feet are used together, supplemented by the Buddha’s angry fire lotus.

Even so.

In the first wave, Lin Shudu fought for half an hour before it ended, so that all of these could sleep in the river of blood again.

But.

Lin Shu was not happy.

Lin Shu knew that all this had just begun.

The end of the first wave just means that he survived.

Lin Shu, what he pursues, is naturally not just surviving.

Since he came here, Lin Shu wanted to see where his limit was.

One hundred thousand, not your own limit.

So, two hundred thousand? Three hundred thousand….

And even more.

The next wave is coming.

Compared with the first wave, the second wave, the strength is obviously stronger.

If said.

The first wave, most of them are Jindan one, two, three, and occasionally a yuan baby.

Then, the second wave, most of them are Jindan four, five or six, and occasionally a few yuan babies.

Of course,

This wave still did not block Lin Shu’s offensive.

The third wave is coming.

This time.

Lin Shu felt the pressure.

All of them are Jindan seven, eight and nine.

See here.

Lin Shu’s heart moved, and the Fulong stick suddenly appeared in his hand.

In an instant, the 1,500-zhang Fulong stick suddenly swept out.

With every sweep, thousands of sleeps.

It seems that it is simpler than the first and second waves.

However.

Only Lin Shu knew.

This is almost his second strongest attack.

And at this time.

It’s only the third wave.

A quarter of an hour later.

The third wave is finally over.

The fourth wave followed.

Lin Shu was not given any time to breathe.

This time.

The strength of the white bone corpse is even stronger.

The Yuan Infant realm, although, is the appearance of the early Yuan Infant stage, one, two, and three.

One, Lin Shu is not afraid at all and can be crushed.

But 100,000, that’s an extremely terrifying number.

Lin Shu didn’t know how many times he attacked.

Lin Shu only knew that he had killed to madness and killed to numbness.

In Lin Shu’s mind, at this moment, there was nothing, only the swing of the Fulong stick.

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