The big hand of the golden body holds Huijue.

In addition, it is unbelievable that the golden body still carries a bronze coffin on his shoulders!

The coffin of the dragon rank actually let He Huijue carry it from the knife mountain.

The golden body strode over, walked down the knife mountain, and put down the dragon coffin on his shoulder.

The heavy bronze coffin smashed to the ground, crushing the rock and embedding more than three inches into the ground.

"Amitabha!"

The light of the Buddha in the golden body disappeared, and Huijue fell to the ground.

It is easy to cross oneself, but it is difficult to cross all beings.

Without the drag of Kou Sui and others, Huijue is alone, and it is not difficult to cross the knife mountain.

Immediately, he looked at the people who were injured by the Admiralty, and muttered again,

"Om, Horn, Xibei...... Moo!"

With the sound of the Buddha, the rising Buddha light bloomed and fell on everyone's body.

Bathed in the light of the Buddha, the Oni-faced Riders who were originally injured by the Golden Bell were all healed in a few breaths.

It was the three people who had clenched their teeth and fainted on the ground that they all woke up.

Their eyes were palpitating, and they were constantly gasping for breath.

It is only a trivial matter to use the Buddha's light to heal their wounds, but what really makes Huijue care about at this time is the current situation of everyone.

Although I have passed the Sword Mountain, the military soul battle flag has been destroyed, and if I want to go out over the Sword Mountain, how can I do it?!

Huijue thought like this, and unconsciously looked at Kou Sui.

The latter, however, seems to have fallen on deaf ears.

Seeing this, Huijue secretly sighed.

Obviously, even if the retreat has been broken, Kou Sui must continue to go deeper and complete the military order.

After everyone rested on the spot for a stick of incense, under Kou Sui's order, the whole team arrayed.

Then the four of Fan Yi lifted the dragon coffin again, and the group of people walked towards the end of the Sword Mountain Hell.

Crossing the boundary curtain of the Sword Mountain Hell and walking out of the pavilion of the Sword Mountain Hell, only the Sword and Saw Hell was left in front of everyone.

A dead octagonal pavilion stands at the end of the curved bridge.

Talismans and bells hang down, adding to the mystery.

Behind the pavilion, the curved bridge stretches out, about seven or eight feet, like a jumping platform.

Even the great whirlpool in the center of the Black Lake.

The four pavilions, including the Knife and Saw Hell, are squarely facing the whirlpool, and iron chains are linked together to penetrate the whirlpool.

The whirlpool is deep and chilling.

"Enter!"

Kou Sui looked at the last remaining pavilion with cold eyes, the cold light in his eyes flickered, and he said sharply.

The sonorous and resolute words fell, and he once again took the lead in entering the gazebo of the knife and saw hell!

Breaking into the pavilion of the Knife and Saw Hell, the scenes in front of everyone's eyes changed into a completely barren and empty space.

In the midst of the illusion, shrouded in coldness and darkness.

It's just that on the hazy and vague ceiling, a bright moon hangs.

The bright moon hangs high, exuding the sword intent of slashing the sky and destroying the earth.

Breaking into this place, everyone involuntarily looked up, only to see this round of bright moon in the sky, where is the moon, it is clearly a round of blades.

The blade hangs high, and the clear moonlight is clearly the bright sword light!

The sword light swayed, illuminating the entire illusionary world.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

Looking at this round of blades, Hui Jue's heart was secretly frightened, and he was busy chanting the Buddha's name.

With the sound of the Buddha, a soft Buddha light rose, sheltering everyone.

Then Huijue's voice sounded from everyone's ears,

"Don't worry, don't worry, most of this round of sword light only has a sense of ferocious energy, as long as the little monk takes you and wants to come to the blade in the sky, he will not cut off the sword light. ”

"This realm may be able to pass through safely. ”

Hui Jue's voice fell, Kou Sui raised his brows slightly, his cold eyes unconsciously looked at the blade in the sky, and then his gaze converged, he just didn't say a word, and led the way forward.

Hui Jue and the Ghost Riders naturally followed.

As Hui Jue said, under the protection of the Buddha's light, the sword light in the sky has never been cut down.

The last pavilion saw hell, but there was no danger, and it passed extremely smoothly.

Coming out of the pavilion of the Knife and Saw Hell, everyone arrived at the jumping platform, and in front of them was the center of the Black Lake, a deep and void maelstrom.

And everyone's target, the headless corpse demon Du Zhankui, was suppressed under the whirlpool!

In the whirlpool, a cold resentment was diffused, giving people an incomparably terrifying feeling.

However, Kou Sui still seemed to have no fear.

He stood on the jumping platform, glanced twice at the maelstrom, and was about to jump down with the crowd.

But at this moment, Huijue suddenly spoke,

"Wait!"

"What's wrong?!"

Kou Xun's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed a cold meaning.

He turned his head and looked at Huijue.

Hui Jue's face became very ugly at some point, and his gaze vaguely seemed to reveal indescribable horror.

"There's danger ahead!"

Hui Jue said in a condensed voice, his voice was very solemn.

Unprecedented solemnity.

In the dark, he already felt a rather ominous and subtle feeling.

Whim.

He'd foreseen something.

He couldn't see or say these things, but he really knew them.

This is the awareness of the darkness.

"Dangerous?"

The corners of Kou Sui's mouth curled up into an arc with a sneer.

"Monk, aren't you telling me a joke? Suppressing Du Zhankui here is naturally dangerous!"

"If you're scared, wait here for us to come up. ”

Saying this, Kou Sui didn't say anything, just turned around, stared at the big whirlpool in front of the jumping platform, and then jumped down!

There was no sound of splashing water, no ripples, and Kou Sui disappeared into the whirlpool without a sound.

Then a group of Ghost-faced Riders streamed down.

Seeing this, Hui Jue sighed secretly and jumped down as well.

Jumping off the maelstrom, a cold and cold aura suddenly swept in from all directions, and Hui Jue only felt that his whole body was going to be frozen.

Not only that, but I can't see anything around me clearly, but I can feel it, but I seem to be constantly falling, falling to nowhere.

Finally, I don't know how long it took to fall after being pulled by the whirlpool of resentful black gas, Huijue fell to the ground.

And around him, one figure after another fell, and everyone had already come to a cold and dead space, and they didn't know how long it had been sealed in the dust.

There was nothing in this space, only eighteen heavy iron chains falling from the sky.

The chain stretched out and fell to the ground, locking a silent headless body like a stone statue.

The headless corpse was tall and burly, but it was on its knees.

The chains wrapped around his limbs and sealed him up!

He was covered with one talisman after another, depicting countless astonishing incantations.

In addition, there were even corpse nails nailed all over his body.

The corpse was silent, motionless, as if dead for a thousand years.

There was not the slightest ferocious aura emanating from his body.

It's just that in addition to this headless corpse, next to the headless corpse, there is also a green-haired mouse the size of a millstone.

The green-haired mouse seemed to be nobody, just holding an iron chain, gnawing with its teeth, making a crisp and fine sound.

On the ground beside it, half of the iron ropes had been gnawed off by it.