Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 124 Hell
The skin on Liang Baiyin's small face was delicate, as if reflecting the faint moonlight, her eyes were as bright as morning stars, and her pink lips made her look pure and lovely.

"Hello, Senior Brother Zhou Leng!" Liang Baiyin showed a happy and friendly smile. Although they had only known each other for one day, there was no sense of unfamiliarity at all.

Zhou Leng took out the magic spirit bag, handed it over, and said, "Thank you for the pills."

"Thank you so much?" Liang Baiyin's eyes seemed to flash with shooting stars.

"of course."

"Then to thank me, please take me to the snack street for some snacks sometime."

"This……"

"You just said thank you to me, but now you don't want to thank me anymore?" Liang Baiyin tilted his head and looked at Zhou Leng with a smile.

Zhou Leng nodded helplessly and said, "Okay."

"It's settled!" Liang Baiyin waved his little fist happily.

Zhou Leng turned around to leave, but suddenly stopped and took out two "Nothing to Do" cards from his inner pocket.

"I borrowed the power of your Lingdi Jade." Zhou Leng also knew that these two pieces of Wu Shi Pai were very valuable, but he had to take them to save his life.

"what?"

Liang Baiyin took it, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "The Peace Card is meant to keep people safe and sound. It's great that it can help you."

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Zhou Leng was thinking about dispelling the evil spirit in his mind and turned to leave.

Liang Baiyin opened his mouth slightly, then waved and said, "Goodbye, Senior Brother Zhou Leng, don't forget to treat me to a snack."

"Okay." Zhou Leng left without looking back.

Liang Baiyin looked at Zhou Leng's back and couldn't help but smile: "The name suits the person."

She gently stroked the two smooth pieces of Nothingness.

"He's only one year older than me, and he hasn't even finished taking the Yuan-boosting Pills, but he's been praised by Old Song for two days. I really want to know how he cultivated..."

As she spoke, she spread out her white and tender little hands and used her internal energy.

Without moving his hand, the two "Nothing to Do" cards jumped slightly on his palm.

Purple lines spread across the surface of the right hand.

High school student, in the early stages of blood circulation.

Zhou Leng walked alone towards the station of Shuizhou Base.

Not far away, a team suddenly stopped.

When Zhou Leng passed by, Fan Zhixing's face turned green. He looked at Zhou Leng's back and said, "It's him. I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes."

Tu Rong sighed and said, "Yes, he is Zhou Leng."

Mark looked at Zhou Leng's back and frowned, "He looks a bit embarrassed, his left leg is obviously injured, and there are blood and scars from the devil on his body. He must have fought with the devil, and it was a hard battle."

Fan Zhixing gritted his teeth and said, "Just let him go like this?"

Mark laughed back and said, "Do I dare to do anything in the territory of Dragon Country? You can contact your boss. I don't care."

Fan Zhixing sighed, picked up his phone, and contacted Yan Fenggang, the fifth of the Shuizhou Five Tigers, again.

Zhou Leng didn't waste a minute and rushed back to Xiaoru Village as quickly as possible.

On the way, I posted a message on WeChat Moments, saying that I was going into seclusion to practice.

I talked to Xu Qingjin about it specifically.

Running to the giant frost tree, Da Huang came to greet him with a smile.

Zhou Leng touched Da Huang's head, leaned against the tree, and briefly recounted what happened in today's battle.

If anything goes wrong, we still have to rely on the elders to provide support.

Da Huang kept stretching out his claws to scratch Zhou Leng's chest, wanting to take a look.

"I have an idea, don't worry." Zhou Leng said.

Dahuang nodded, lay on the ground, and looked at Zhou Leng worriedly with his black and white dog eyes.

Zhou Leng sat in meditation on the spot and circulated his true energy.

Qi and blood rush into the heart and flow continuously in the blood vessels.

With the power of martial arts perception, one can feel a mass of flesh and blood surrounding the heart and slowly merging with the heart.

This mass of flesh and blood itself feels like some kind of elixir that is slowly merging into the body.

However, deep within this mass of flesh and blood, there seemed to be some kind of living consciousness hidden.

Demonic nature, evil thoughts.

Zhou Leng didn't know how to describe it, the feeling was particularly clear.

Every time Zhou Leng felt the magic inside, he would instinctively think of the Magic Bag Garden and the Glimmering Star.

Zhou Leng opened his eyes.

Neither luck nor blood circulation has any effect on that evil nature.

Then we can only try to guess.

Zhou Leng glanced at the Gate of Purgatory.

"Gate of Purgatory, first level."

Zhou Leng was sucked in with a whoosh.

Entering the land of war again, Zhou Leng was not afraid, but full of hope.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, dense weapons kept attacking.

While enduring the pain, I was aware of the evil nature of my heart.

At first, nothing changed.

As the flesh and blood on his body became less and less, the weapon began to attack his heart.

In the perception of martial arts, the demonic nature showed slight fluctuations.

Zhou Leng's eyes lit up, which meant that his guess was feasible.

Knife after knife and knife after knife.

When the number of hits exceeded one thousand, more weapons hit the heart.

Soon, the whole heart fell off.

"Ok?"

Zhou Leng discovered that the weapons here were actually divided into two parts.

One part continues to attack its own body.

The other part, like minced meat, attacks the heart.

Soon, the heart was chopped into meat paste, and various weapons continued to attack.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng became completely numb, his body tilted, and his skeleton fell apart.

After a long time, Zhou Leng woke up, took the pill first, and then felt his body.

Sure enough, the demonic nature weakened a little.

The number of attacks he endured exceeded 4000.

Zhou Leng withdrew his martial arts perception and thought in his heart.

My will is getting stronger as it is tempered in the land of swords and weapons, but what if my demonic nature also grows stronger?
A mere war cannot completely eliminate the evil nature.

Zhou Leng secretly glanced at the treetops.

Senior Shu didn't seem to have any intention of intervening directly.

Currently, there is only one way.

Enter the gate to a higher level of purgatory.

As for the evil god's gaze... forget it, not that.

If it really doesn't work, you can only try it layer by layer to see which layer of the trial has the greatest impact on the devil.

After Zhou Leng recovered his spirit, he had a meal and turned to look at the Gate of Purgatory.

"The Gate of Purgatory..."

Before Zhou Leng could say which floor he was on, he was sucked in with a whoosh.

Zhou Leng's eyes went dark and bright, and a raging flame rushed towards him.

The sky and the earth, in all directions, were filled with dense flames. The intense burning sensation spread throughout the body, even the nose was burning.

Zhou Leng hurriedly gathered his mind, visualizing the giant frost tree while placing himself in the flames and accepting the roasting.

Soon, his whole body was charred and his skin cracked.

The pain this time is far greater than that in the land of war.

Only a dozen seconds, and I was in a trance.

Zhou Leng gritted his teeth and persisted.

The more painful it is, the more likely it is to dispel the evil.

Ten seconds... twenty seconds... thirty seconds...

After thirty seconds, the flames grew stronger and engulfed Zhou Leng.

The flesh and blood were completely carbonized and fell off piece by piece.

Soon, the heart fell to the ground, and only a hollow skeleton remained of the body.

Afterwards, Zhou Leng realized that the flames around him had dimmed a lot.

Although his eyes were burned blind and he couldn't see the specific situation, he could sense that the fire was raging fiercely at the place where the heart fell in front of him.

Suddenly, a slight fluctuation of consciousness occurred.

Right where the heart fell.

It was like earthworms jumping in a hot pot.

Zhou Leng was about to faint, but when he felt the devil's struggle, he was shocked.

The Mountain of Will glowed faintly.

An invisible force enveloped the whole body, reducing the pain of the burning flames.

The heart in front of Zhou Leng slowly turned into ashes.

A speck of black light struggled and tumbled in the flames.

Like a prawn dropped into boiling water, it jumped and twisted wildly.

Sixty seconds passed.

The fire exploded with a loud bang, and the flames rose high, reaching as high as a floor, becoming increasingly bright red.

Red flames flooded the world.

Zhou Leng tried his best and persevered.

Soon, the body turned into ashes.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng slowly opened his eyes.

"hiss……"

Zhou Leng looked down and found that he was clearly outside and everything seemed fine.

My body felt like it was burning, as if it was being roasted on fire.

Zhou Leng immediately realized that the impact of the last trial on his spiritual will had changed from virtual to real.

The consciousness is burned so badly that it mistakenly believes that the body cannot heal, which in turn affects the brain, causing it to form an illusion and mistakenly believe that the body is also injured.

Zhou Leng swallowed the pill and lay quietly, waiting for the pain to subside.

I took a look at the Gate of Purgatory and information popped up in my mind.

The fourth level of the Gate of Purgatory, the Red Lotus Hell (75 seconds).

Afterwards, Zhou Leng used his martial arts perception to sense his body.

"Ok?"

A gleam of light flashed in Zhou Leng's eyes.

The unknown power of flesh and blood actually merged into the heart faster.

And along the heart, it merges into the blood vessels.

The heart and blood vessels are stronger.

Originally, one had to be promoted to the innate realm before one could strengthen the cultivation of the heart.

However, deep in my heart, the devil is looming.

As weak as a candle in the wind.

It seems that the Red Lotus Prison of Fire can suppress evil far more than the Land of War.

Zhou Leng knew that he had to cut the grass at its roots, so he got up and started practicing.

Slowly, the burning sensation subsided.

As soon as the burning sensation disappeared, Zhou Leng said, "The fourth level of the Gate of Purgatory, the Red Lotus Hell."

The gate of purgatory spun again, sucking Zhou Leng away.

This time, with the experience gained, the desire to dispel the evil is even stronger.

Zhou Leng's heart was as calm as ice.

Soon, the body burned and the heart fell out.

The flame split into two, one half burned Zhou Leng, and the other half burned the evil spirit.

The Mountain of Will releases invisible power to protect Zhou Leng.

That little bit of evil was like a flea on a hot pot, struggling and twisting constantly.

Soon, Zhou Leng fell into coma.

I opened my eyes and left the gate of Purgatory, my whole body burning with pain.

Zhou Leng sensed the martial arts again.

The evil in my heart can no longer be sensed.

Zhou Leng swallowed the pill, meditated for a while, and when he was full, he looked towards the gate of Purgatory.

"The fourth level of the Purgatory Gate, the Red Lotus Hell..."

The moment he finished speaking, Zhou Leng felt as if someone was cursing at him deep in his heart.

The third time Zhou Leng entered the Red Lotus Prison, he looked calm.

As the heart fell, the red lotus fire split into two again.

Found a way to test the magic.

It hurts a little though.

This time, the remaining evil no longer struggled.

Lying on the ground like a salted fish, motionless.

Zhou Leng remained unmoved.

Leave again, wake up again.

After recuperation, Zhou Leng entered the Red Lotus Hell for the fourth time.

Soon, the red lotus fire split into two.

Zhou Leng sneered softly and continued to be roasted by the fire.

Then, the fifth time, the sixth time...

Zhou Leng entered for the seventh time.

The heart fell to the ground, and the red lotus fire split in two.

A sharp curse sounded at the spiritual level. Zhou Leng didn't understand it, but he knew it was the ugliest and angriest curse he had ever heard in his life.

Then, there was a crisp sound of glass falling to the ground.

It seems like something broke.

Then, two spots of light, one white and one black, floated in the air.

The black spot slowly melted, and the smaller but tougher white spot entered Zhou Leng's body.

The two red lotus fires merged into one and surrounded Zhou Leng again.

Zhou Leng's body turned into ashes.

The outline of the flying ashes spread out into a smiling face.

(End of this chapter)