The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 73 The Gate of Hell

"Cheng Jin Xiang tomb, forest earth imprints wood, eight winds are hidden outside, five elements are hidden inside..."

Duan De held a feng shui compass, stepped on the Big Dipper, and muttered words in his mouth. The mysterious runes met in the air, and then dispersed, drifting towards the sea of ​​blood.

The pointer on the feng shui compass is constantly rotating, and it seems that there is no intention to stop, south, west, east, north...

A quarter of an hour later, the scattered runes gathered again, but the pointer of the feng shui compass was still spinning.

"It shouldn't be, why can't I find Haiyan?" Duan De was sweating profusely, pacing back and forth anxiously.

"Fatty, what's the matter? I can't hold it anymore!" Sitting on the futon, Shen Ma frowned, focusing on four tasks. On the one hand, he had to recite three different scriptures and communicate with Duan De.

"Wait, could it be? The sea eye is just under our feet, but it's just filled with corpses!" Duan De had a flash of inspiration and jumped up excitedly.

"Infinite life horse, why don't you go down and break the formation!"

"Master Dao is going too!"

Duan De had a broken bowl on top of his head, and his whole body exuded divine light, like a bright moon, bright and bright, a fierce plunge into the sea of ​​blood, at first there was divine light shining underwater, but soon after, it faded away, the vast sea of ​​blood Gradually calm was restored.

Shen Ma waited for a full quarter of an hour, but he didn't see Duan De coming up, so he sighed secretly: "This fat man won't be robbed down there, will he?"

After another quarter of an hour, there was a soft crash on the sea, and the Taoist robe on Duan De was torn, like an old beggar picking up rags.

"Boundless God, the sea water is poisonous!"

His whole body was trembling, trembling, his face was a little purple, and his body was constantly overflowing with divine light to remove the tainted yin energy, and he could see bursts of black mist emerging from his body surface.

"Brother Shen, the sea of ​​blood is too deep. My divine power can't last that long, and the sea is full of Yin energy. Fortunately, Daoist Lord, I have many magic weapons, otherwise I'm afraid I will become a ghost today."

"Why don't you come and suppress these ghosts, and I'll use the black coffin to explore."

"I can only delay for a maximum of three quarters of an hour."

"it is good!"

Fatty Duan drew a circle with one hand, a cyan light overflowed, and suddenly exploded like fireworks, covering his whole body with a piece of rotten and misty.At the same time, he scratched and carved in the air, writing a big character 'seal'.

"Fu Fa!"

Duan De let out a soft drink, and the word 'Feng' in the void instantly shone brightly, as if carved from jade, with both form and quality, and flew forward with a swish sound, freezing the entire island.

"Fatty, hold on, I'll go back as soon as I go!"

"The coffin is coming!"

The black coffin plunged into the vast sea of ​​blood all at once, splashing countless waves with a bang.As soon as he entered the sea of ​​blood, there was a sizzling sound, which was the erosion of the black coffin by sea water.

"Well, it's a bit similar to the dragon's blood lake in the ancient mine in the early days!"

The black coffin trembled slightly, and an inexplicable dao rhyme circulated, isolating the erosion of the sea water, and gradually imitating the breath of the sea of ​​blood, reducing its influence.

Shen Ma put out all his divine power, and the black coffin, like an arrow leaving the string, suddenly accelerated, galloping like lightning, and quickly drilled into the bottom of the sea, creating waves of water.

The further you go down, the greater the pressure, and the dark seabed seems to be stained with ink, and you can't see your fingers.

The number of corpses is less and less, but the aura among them is creepy. Fortunately, they have not fully awakened, otherwise, even if there is a Dutian coffin to cover the aura, Shen Ma will have to peel off his skin.

Shen Ma dispersed his consciousness, but it was quickly corroded by the sea water. The icy feeling made him yell in pain, but he still persisted, and time was running out.

After half a quarter of an hour, he finally found a ray of light, which was very faint, like a candle that could go on or off, and would go out if he was not careful.

"Swish"

The black coffin flickered with light, rushed forward like a runaway wild horse, and disappeared before his eyes.

The ray of light became brighter and brighter, like a lighthouse in the sea, guiding the way of the black coffin.

"what?"

The big millstone in Shenma's sea of ​​bitterness suddenly trembled slightly, but quickly calmed down. The closer it was to the light, the stronger the big millstone trembled, as if something was calling it.

"Hmm! It's not the millstone that is vibrating, but the white crystal that records the way of dreams that is suppressed in it." Shen Ma was astonished as if a thunder had exploded above his head, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Since that inexplicable slumber, the white crystal has been sealed dozens of times by Shenma, suppressed in the Jade Immortal Formation in the big millstone, and isolated from the outside world.

Unexpectedly, it resonates with Haiyan now, and Shen Ma can't help being startled.This is an artifact impregnated with the aura of the Emperor's Artifact Zhuxian Formation, and even this resonance cannot be isolated. One can imagine the strangeness of this white crystal.

"Go or not? That's a question!"

Shen Ma fell into an ideological struggle. There might be a secret hidden here, involving hell and reincarnation. He felt that if he gave up this opportunity, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

"Hey, it's still safe for now, just take a look." Shen Ma forced himself to Amway.

Shen Ma slowed down the speed of the black coffin a little, safety first, it would be bad if ghosts and monsters bumped into this place.

"Ancient altar!"

In front of it, there was an ancient altar. Compared with the altar mountain in Kunlun Mountain, it was much smaller, but it was also a hundred feet in size. Eighteen huge stone pillars stood in the center.

There is a sacrificial table in the center of the circle, from which the light source emanates, similar to the dream crystal.

The black coffin approached slowly, and many stones exuding cold air appeared near the ancient altar. Most of them were only the size of footballs, but they were filled with a lot of Yin energy. If placed outside, a single stone could freeze a mile around.

"What is this?" Shen Ma opened the lid of the coffin, parted the icy sea water with the water control technique, and grabbed a stone with his mighty hands.

"Hmm! Extremely pure yin qi should be a good thing. Ask Duan De later." With a big hand rolled, Shen Ma put away dozens of yin stones along the way.

"Potential!"

Shenma Yu sent the black coffin to the foot of the ancient altar mountain, and once again felt the "momentum", which is different from the vastness and distance of Kunlun Mountain, which makes people admire.The "potential" here gives people the feeling of sadness and desolation, even despair.

There is a large peach tree planted on the mountain, there are about [-] trees, but these peach trees are all withered and no longer alive.

"Shan Hai Jing": "In the midst of the sea, there is the mountain of Dushuo, on which there is a large peach tree with three thousand bent pans, and the northeast of its branches is called the gate of ghosts, where ten thousand ghosts come and go.

"I didn't expect the legend to be true. Is this the gate of ghosts?"

He didn't dare to get out of the coffin, and with the resistance of the black coffin, he was still affected by that "power", which was enough to see the treachery of this place.

Fortunately, there is no large formation guarding this place, only pure "potential".The black coffin advanced along the avenue, and soon came to the first stone pillar.

All living people sow discord, slander and harm others, glib, tricky words, lie and deceive others.After death, he was thrown into the hell of pulling out the tongue. The little ghost opened the mouth of the person, clamped the tongue with iron pliers, and pulled it out, not all at once, but stretched and pulled slowly.

"What is depicted on it is actually the tongue-pulling hell among the eighteen layers of hell!"

Suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, let out a short and convulsive breath, and froze.

The black coffin continues to move forward, the second stone pillar depicts the hell of scissors, and the third is the hell of iron trees... until No.18.

The depiction of each stone pillar is very realistic and lifelike, making people feel as if they are in the scene. Fortunately, Shen Ma's will has been sharpened for many years, and with the help of Du Tian Coffin, he has escaped from that realistic artistic conception.

Climbing up to the ancient altar and coming to the center of the circle, the sacrificial table is simple and unpretentious, even after a long period of time, it has not aged.

A piece of white crystal was placed on the table, which was a fist bigger than Shenma's. It exuded milky white light, giving people a hint of warmth in this dark sea of ​​blood.

The dream crystal in Shenma's Sea of ​​​​Bitterness beat more violently, and even the big millstone trembled, causing slight ripples in the calm Sea of ​​Bitterness.

"No matter what, you have to try to get this white crystal!"

Shen Ma sacrificed the big millstone and lifted the seal of the dream crystal. With a sound of "Zheng", it burst into soft white light, echoing with the white crystal outside the coffin.

At the same time, the ghost on the small island suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at Duan De, causing him to stagger back a few steps in fright, with cold sweat dripping down his back.

"Boundless Nanan... That Great Heavenly Venerable! Daoist, I... I didn't scare you!"

(End of this chapter)