Volume 2 Humans, Ghosts and Demons Chapter 117 Infernal Purgatory

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early morning

Although they experienced the invasion of foreign enemies yesterday evening, the enthusiasm of the disciples of Longhu Mountain for the final did not seem to be affected.

Yu Lan and the others, as usual, obediently followed behind Wang Ao'an, watching the groups of disciples of Longhu Mountain walking towards the back mountain talking and laughing, and there was an inexplicable irritability in their hearts, but that feeling did not last long, and was replaced by another emotion.

That is, shock! After coming to Houshan, almost all the disciples were shocked by the sight in front of them.

I saw that the Kunzi Ring, which was originally adjacent to the Qianzi Stage, had almost been completely razed to the ground, and even the soil and stone of the remnants of the ring were as if they had been plowed by something, and they were covered with ravines of different depths.

The first reaction of everyone was to naturally associate these things with the invasion of foreign enemies last night, and they talked about the ruins of the Kunzi Ring in groups.

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"Silence!"

As soon as Zhang Yang on the high platform spoke, everyone in the audience immediately closed their mouths in interest, each found their own position, and sat down.

"Today is the final election of the disciples' martial arts, due to the complete destruction of Kuntai and the unusable, today's final system has been slightly adjusted, please keep in mind the senior brothers and nephews participating in the competition", Zhang Yang opened his mouth and went straight to the topic, but did not mention the reason for the damage to the ring.

"It seems that I was really shut up by that group of old antiques", Yu Lan muttered to himself in the audience, not surprised at all, "Forget it, let's participate in the competition steadily, if you can't win the first place, it's not necessarily better than being captured by monsters......

After speaking, Yu Lan stretched his waist, followed the other disciples, found a futon casually, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

After a short pause in the stands, Zhang Yang began to read out the new rules of the competition, "The six disciples who have won the competition have no doubt that they must be the best among many of their peers regardless of their Dao martial arts. And for us cultivators, the cultivation of spells is suddenly important, but what is more important is the mind, if a person who cultivates to a high level of profundity, if he does not have a good mind, sooner or later he will also be reduced to a crooked and evil way! Therefore, the next competition, unlike the previous one, will be presided over by the law enforcement Zhang Lao himself, and the six winning disciples will be tested at the same time with the Infernal Prison Diagram, and their central wisdom is firm, and those who persist to the end will be the winner! The other disciples will be ranked ...... in order of their persistence time. ”

Yu Lan saw the many disciples in the audience, and as soon as he heard the name of "Five Prison Maps", he immediately showed a shocked expression, and whispered in one ear to another, as if that thing had a lot of origins, and he couldn't help but start to have a trace of interest in that thing.

And Yanyi, who was standing behind Wang Ao'an in the stands, couldn't help but be shocked when she heard the name of "Five Prisons", and subconsciously turned her head to move her eyes to Zhang Huaide and Zhang Huaijin who were wearing black robes.

At this time, Zhang Yang finished reading out the rules of the game, and then saluted respectfully in the direction of Zhang Huaide's actions, "There is a labor law enforcement officer Zhang Lao personally presiding over the ....... ”

Zhang Huaide stroked his beard and nodded silently, then slowly got up, and the whole person instantly rose from the ground and floated down.

"Okay, all six of you come to the stage on your own!", Elder Huaide, who fell into the Qianzi ring, did not talk a little nonsense.

Seeing that Zhang Yaoyang, Zhang Jianxing, Zhang Yifan, Zhang Pan, and Zhang Yin had stepped into the ring one after another, Yu Lan climbed up slowly.

Several people lined up, stood neatly in front of Elder Huaide, and saluted him in unison, "There is Elder Labor Law Enforcement~!"

Seeing this, Zhang Huaide nodded silently, and then raised his hand and shouted, "Please soul incense!"

As soon as the words fell, six elder disciples dressed in dark blue Taoist robes, each holding a three-legged copper furnace with half a foot of black incense inserted in the middle, turned over to the stage, and placed them in front of the six people on the stage.

And the six elder disciples who had done this kept turning over and stepping down again.

"What is placed in front of you is the incense of the soul. And what you have to do is to have the shortest time to ignite them according to their abilities, and then use the soul projection created by this incense to enter the five prison maps, find the three soul return charms hidden in them, and place them in the seal hall, it will send your soul projection out of the infernal place, the first three people to obtain the charm will be the winner of this martial arts, and the three who fail to find the charm need to rely on their own will to get out of purgatory before the soul incense burns out, and finally will be ranked by the remaining length of the soul incense. After speaking, Zhang Huaide sat cross-legged, reached out and took out an old yellow painting scroll more than a foot long from his sleeve, untied the lanyard and threw it into the air, and the painting scroll hung in the air by itself and spread out into a blank painting scroll about two meters long.

Then, I saw Elder Huaide behind the scroll, his lips moved lightly, and while he was reciting the words, his hands moved together to form a few strange handprints, and then pointed at the scroll, "Infernal Hell, Kai!"

The next moment, I saw an ink-like black vortex appear out of thin air in the middle of the scroll, and with the rotation of the vortex, it expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, all the blank scrolls were impregnated, and from above there were bursts of cold ghostly aura condensed from time to time, and they screamed silently as if they would rush out of it at any time.

Just when Yu Lan and the other six disciples were firmly attracted by the strange scene in front of them, there was a cry from Elder Huaide behind the picture scroll,

"Infernal Prison Enlightenment, why don't you burn incense soon?"

Several people woke up suddenly, and after looking at each other, they all felt the shock in their eyes.

At the moment when the black vortex appeared just now, they also felt an irresistible invisible absorbing force swept out from above, attracting all their attention, and vaguely felt that their souls were involuntarily separating from their bodies and drifting towards the endless darkness, if it hadn't been for the sound just now that woke them up in time, I am afraid that their souls would have ...... out of their bodies.

It's just that now they can't be afraid. Because for them now, the sooner they lit the soul incense to create a divine soul projection, the safer it would be for them, so they no longer had the slightest hesitation to sit down cross-legged, and began to try to light the half foot of black incense in front of each other.

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I saw that as soon as Zhang Yaoyang sat down, he recited the golden light spell with both hands, and the next moment a scorching golden flame ignited around his body, and then he pointed lightly at the incense head, and suddenly a golden flame came out of his body and landed on the top of the soul incense accurately.

Suddenly, a wisp of green smoke slowly rose to encircle Zhang Yaoyang's body, and while smelling an indescribable leisurely aroma, his body suddenly slowly rose off the ground and floated towards the black whirlpool of the painting.

However, just before falling into the whirlpool, he suddenly turned around, only to find that there was still a "self", motionless sitting cross-legged on the ring behind the incense burner, with his eyes closed.

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