From the seventeenth prison to the sixteenth prison, Jin Ling climbed over nine icebergs, and although he went through all the hardships, he could be regarded as passing through safely.

On the way, Jin Ling also found two other prisoners who died in the Sixteenth Prison, and after swallowing their true spirits, although she was tormented by those bloody memories, her true spirits and divine consciousness grew a lot after that.

After crossing the boundary of the sixteenth prison and reaching the fifteenth prison, Jin Ling did not hesitate to consume the aura in the spirit stone, and hit three dust cleansing techniques on himself in a row.

Fortunately, she endured it.

The Infernal Blood Prison, the Ice Crack Cold Prison, and the Corpse Dung Mud Prison are the three most terrifying prisons in the entire Purifying Hell.

In terms of the pain index, the Infernal Blood Prison is the most painful, in terms of horror, the Ice Cracked Cold Prison brings the most sensory torture, and the Corpse Dung and Mud Prison is undoubtedly the most disgusting and maddening prison.

There, there was only a river full of rotting flesh, feces, and other filth, and she could clearly see the floating feces on it, crawling with small insects, wriggling, and emitting a strong, pungent fishy smell.

Moreover, the river is very deep and has no buoyancy, and to pass through this prison, you can only swim through the river of corpse dung.

The most torturous thing is the feeling of thirst, in the corpse dung and mud prison, the body will be extremely dehydrated, and she will not be able to control her desire to drink, even if she eats Bigu pills, her throat is still smoking, and she is so thirsty.

Therefore, in this prison, the prisoner will always sink in it, obviously feeling disgusting, and he will not be able to help but drink the water from the river of corpse dung, and then the more he drinks, the more thirsty he drinks, the more he drinks, and the body and mind are devastated.

The whole process of Jin Ling passing through the river of corpse dung, she didn't want to recall it at all.

Seeing that Jin Ling only had a dozen or so eighth-grade spirit stones on his body, Mi sighed with dissatisfaction: "There are more corpses in the corpse dung and mud prison than in the ice crack cold prison, and you don't even swallow a single true spirit, it's a pity." ”

Jin Ling didn't answer, she still couldn't bring out the Luan Feng Bow or the Demon God Banner now, just because she hadn't devoured any true spirits in the corpse dung mud prison.

This was really because those corpses were all sunk at the bottom of the river, and to find them, she would have to stuff her whole head down, and Jin Ling couldn't help but want to vomit when she thought about that scene now.

So along the way, she consumed the aura in the spirit stone at any cost, and with the help of the pulling power of the little golden dragon, she floated on the surface of the river and accelerated to the end.

After calming down, Jin Ling held an eight-grade spirit stone in one hand, and began to try to cross the aura to the meridians and dantian of the body.

Now her divine sense is much stronger, and she can form a barrier on the periphery of the dantian, and then store the aura inside. Just like the previous inscriptions, she wrapped the aura with her divine sense, and then guided it into the meridians, so as to form a complete practice route.

Her current body is like a gear that has stopped, if it continues like this, it will become weaker and weaker day by day, and only by turning this gear again can she not be crushed into a waste by the constraints here.

The aura that the body can absorb is very limited, but after all, it can absorb a little bit and increase some of its own strength.

After feeling much more comfortable, Jin Ling continued on the road, and in the fifteenth prison was a lush forest, each tree grew extremely tall, like a pillar of the sky, supporting the entire dark red sky.

There are many forks on the tree, the forks are like thorns, covered with sharp barbs, and even the leaves on the tree are clusters of spikes like pine needles, shining with a cold white light, which makes people shudder.

At the very top of those trees, Jin Ling saw bright red and pleasant fruits, large and plump, looking tender and juicy, exuding an attractive fruity aroma, which caused a thunderclap in Jin Ling's belly.

However, Jin Ling saw shriveled and blue corpses hanging on several trees in a row, and the corpses all had a red fruit stuffed in their mouths.

"What's going on in the fifteenth prison?" Jin Ling asked Mi, she only remembered that the name of the fifteenth prison was Tieshu Prison.

Mi lazily yawned and said, "There is a ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang tall Babel Tree in the westernmost part of the Iron Tree Prison, as long as you can climb to the top, you can see the Fourteenth Prison. It's just that, in addition to these tempting red fruits, there are also many iron crows and needle ghosts. Well? There are still a few alive in this prison. ”

Hearing this, Jin Ling's eyes moved, and he could feel that there were still living people in this prison with only one head left, so the possibility that he was the Prison Spirit King was a little higher, but for his real strength, Jin Ling had more guesses, and he also secretly had an extra layer of defense in his heart.

At first glance, the environment is not bad, she is now much better in all aspects, and she has a resistance to hunger and thirst, so she can still restrain her desire for the red fruit on the tree.

Jin Ling walked under the nearest tree, used the least amount of aura, urged the simplest wind blade technique, and directly knocked down the corpse hanging on the top.

Using a dagger to cut open the head of the corpse, a cloud of colored light the size of a soybean floated, and was sucked into the sea of knowledge by Jin Ling, the people in this prison, the true spirit is much smaller than the people in the ice cracked cold prison.

Another headache struck, Jin Ling no longer fell to the ground with her head in her hands, but squatted there and twisted her eyebrows to endure it, and after a while, she digested the memory of this female corpse and found that she had only died a short time ago.

Her body was covered with the marks of the leaves of the trees, all kinds of needles, and some of the needles came directly from the eyes, nose and ears, which was very horrifying.

"That's what happens when you eat that red fruit." Mi sneered.

The red fruit can't quench hunger and thirst, it is the seed of the iron tree, and after eating it, there will be small iron saplings growing out of the body, and they will drill when they see cracks, so every iron tree here actually grows from a person's body.

Jin Ling used a dagger to split the red fruit in the corpse's mouth, and sure enough, he saw a trace of true spirit qi, these fruits were based on the true spirit qi as the core, absorbing the flesh and blood of the corpse to grow into fruit.

Eating red fruits is equivalent to eating the dead.

"Actually, you can collect all these red fruits, and the true spirits in them are put together, and there are a lot of them." Mi reminded Jin Ling.

"I don't have time." Jin Ling refused, picking red fruits had to go up the tree, the trees were full of thorns and needles, her body couldn't bear it, not to mention, it was too wasteful of time.

Jin Ling continued to walk west, and along the way he encountered a corpse hanging from a tree, so he knocked it down and devoured the true spirit, ignoring the rest.

After walking for more than ten hours, Jin Ling suddenly heard some noises in front of her, and she immediately stepped forward to check and saw a living person.

"Go away, get me away!"

A petite figure with a cape was surrounded by a flock of black crows, who kept attacking her, tearing at her flesh with their sharp beaks, pecking at her flesh and blood.

She lay on the ground crying out in despair, waving her arms weakly, still unable to disperse the crows.