Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 277 Demon Sea Eye

Under the Great Leiyin Temple is a demonic land with eighteen levels of hell. It was built by Sakyamuni. Eighteen giants in the universe were suppressed in it. Among them were those who were as bloody and murderous as Crocodile Ancestor and as powerful as Dacheng Holy Body. When it comes to gods, no one is easy to understand.

Of course, in Zhou Xian's opinion, these are just trivial matters, small characters who can be destroyed casually. His goal is not these ants.

I saw Zhou Xian entering the big black hole alone. It was like a huge mouth of an ancient beast waiting to devour people. It was ferocious and terrifying, with ice-cold murderous intent surging, and a fierce aura permeating the air. If Xiu Not enough, these breaths alone are enough to erode people's minds.

Zhou Xian dispelled these demonic auras with a wave of his hand, and stepped into the ground. This was a dark space, which was the first level of the eighteen levels of hell built by Sakyamuni.

The surrounding walls are engraved with golden Arhats, Bodhisattvas from the heavens, and ancient Buddhas, etc., glaring angrily, majestic and murderous. It is obvious that they are refining the demons in this level of hell.

The demon suppressed on this level is none other than Crocodile Ancestor. There are some huge scales on the ground, each one is as long as a person, and they are flashing and killing everyone. These belong to Crocodile Ancestor.

These Lin pieces were refined and shed by the first level of hell. Even though they have been refined away from the demonic energy and essence, they still have a trace of immortality.

Crocodile Ancestor has gone through more than two thousand years of refining. Not only is he still alive, but he also retains the cultivation level of a saint, and his fierce power remains the same.

Naihe met Zhou Xian a few years after he was born and became a food source. Otherwise, he would be able to walk sideways in Beidou with his cultivation.

According to the above records, the entire eighteen levels of hell are not all on Mars, but are separated into groups of two on nine ancient stars. A total of eighteen terrifying ancient beings were suppressed, each one more powerful than the last. .

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Zhou Xian kicked away Crocodile Ancestor's Linjia and raised his foot to a corner. There was a big black hole in the corner, leading deeper into the ground. It was the entrance to the second level of hell, which suppressed the powerful ghosts of the Dacheng Holy Body. place.

Seeing that Zhou Xian's face was not disturbed at all, he knew that the little old man in front of him was the god in the ghost lamp, a divine object used to suppress the tomb's evil spirits, and was used to suppress the powerful ghosts of the Dacheng Holy Body in the coffin.

Zhou Xian jumped forward and saw that the ground was dark and even more groggy. At the same time, countless yin energy came over him. A ghost lamp gave off a green light, and a cold breath hit his face.

Continuing to move forward, Zhou Xian soon came to a stone tablet. This stone tablet was buried next to the foundation stone in the ground. It was engraved with divine inscriptions common to all races in ancient times.

Of course, the Dacheng Holy Body Specter in the coffin had already escaped long ago, and had followed the Nine Dragons to pull the coffin out of Mars that year.

There was a sarcophagus in front of the ghost lamp, and a dry little old man squatted on it, smiling strangely at Zhou Xian.

The two levels of hell under the Great Thunder Sound Temple on Mars are called the Yin and Yang Hells. They restrain each other and use the power of Yin and Yang to seal each other.

Zhou Xian glanced at the record on the stone tablet, and then walked straight inside. Suddenly, there was a sound of waves, a dark ocean suddenly appeared on the horizon, and the sound of rough waves continued to echo in the void.

In the distance, several ghost ships were driving on the waves. The green ghost fire was faint and extremely weird. However, Zhou Xian just glanced at the ghost ships and stopped paying attention. He raised his feet and walked forward on the waves. When the ghost ships in the fog saw living people, they drove towards Zhou Xian one after another. The will-o'-the-wisps on the bows kept flickering, seeming to be eyeing Zhou Xian's prey. From time to time, there were ghostly howls and cries in the ship, which made people feel like they were on the scalp. tingling.

"Hmph, you don't know what is good or bad."

Zhou Xian snorted coldly, and a wisp of qi and blood came out from his body, like a black-yellow sun hanging in the sky, shining on the heaven and earth. In an instant, the entire sea surface was soaked in black and yellow qi and blood, looking extremely sacred.

Under the illumination of Xuanhuang Qi and blood, the ghosts in the ghost ship suddenly heard the heart-rending wails of the ghosts, but they all dissipated within a moment.

Seeing that these unscrupulous ghost ships had been saved, Zhou Xian no longer stayed and moved forward again, encountering another sacred golden Buddha ship on the way.

The golden Buddha boat did not attack Zhou Xian, but just circled around him, emitting bursts of Zen chants, and seemed extremely sacred. Zhou Xian's eyes moved slightly, and he stepped onto the Buddha boat.

But there were hundreds of corpses sitting cross-legged on the boat, their bodies shining with golden light. These were hundreds of Arhats who had attained the golden body, but they had already passed away, covered with skin and bones, and had lost their lives. All the Zen chants were performed by them during their lifetimes. The residual thoughts and dharma body are sent out.

As Zhou Xian stepped onto the Buddha boat, an old monk suddenly opened his eyes. He had only one skin left on his body and was as skinny as firewood. However, he was surrounded by the Buddha's light, sacred and lofty, and his eyes were full of compassion, just like an ancient Buddha. .

"Are you Sakyamuni's teacher?"

Zhou Xian looked at the old monk in front of him with great interest. The old monk in front of him was not a simple person. He was a being who had lived for thousands of years. Even Sakyamuni respected him as his teacher.

"Amitabha, my Dharma is not as good as Sakyamuni's. I can only be regarded as one of his guides. He created his own way. I and the other people who are respected as teachers are nothing."

The old monk clasped his hands together, with a calm face. He was not proud at all because he was Sakyamuni's teacher, nor was he moved because he could not see through Zhou Xian. He was worthy of being an ancient Buddha of the generation, and he was indeed true in his character of mind. There is something extraordinary about it.

Zhou Xian smiled slightly, sat down cross-legged, and then talked with the old monk about Buddhism. Although the old monk in front of him did not have high cultivation in his eyes, he had taught Sakyamuni at least, so the Buddhism was naturally quite profound. .

While Zhou Xian and the old monk were discussing Buddhism, the Buddhist boat seemed to be pulled by something and started moving in one direction. Soon it carried the two of them to the place where a huge eye of the sea appeared.

This sea eye is so big that all the vast ocean flows into it. It has a magical nature that seems to be able to swallow up even the heaven and earth. The surrounding space is distorting and the void is constantly collapsing.

Seeing that he had arrived at his destination, Zhou Xian stopped chatting with the old monk and stood up to enter the eye of the sea. Seeing this, the old monk clasped his hands together and said:

"Donor, there is a terrifying existence sealed in the eyes of the demon sea. It may be a supreme level existence. Although I know that the benefactor's cultivation is extraordinary, I still advise you not to go down."

The old monk's face showed a rare trace of seriousness. He has been here for two thousand years to guard this Demon Sea Eye. If Zhou Xian hadn't arrived, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to wake up even if he had passed away.

(End of this chapter)