It is recorded in the Abhidharma Kusha Treatise that in the hell path, there are eighteen hells, including eight heats, eight colds, near-borders, and loneliness.

This is the eighteen hells.

In the Eight Hot Hells, millions of miles of fire filled the sky, and the heat was steaming, even the ghosts were burned to the ground.

The flames like a tide were surging, and Chu Wangxian stood tall, standing in the sea of fire with his feet, like a god of fire.

His eyes, six soul eyes, flashed widely.

"The evil ghost is fierce, in the Eight Heat Hell, how much wind and waves can you stir up. ”

The black mist on the opposite side had turned into a giant, and its hollow eyes were lifeless.

Chu Wangxian's right hand flipped over, and the flames in the Eight Heat Hell were unexpectedly like monstrous waves surging up, covering the sky.

Thousands of degrees of flame magma continued to converge, gathering huge flame palms in the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

"Go!"

Chu Wangxian's right hand was ruthlessly pressed and the whole thing was taken.

The giant palm of flame, the size of a stadium, struck a swarm of flies like a fly swatter, and the evil spirits that turned into giants were ignited and burned in the sky.

Roar, shout, rage, roar!

The demons were fierce and afraid of fire, and they collapsed and scattered.

But in the Eight Heats of Hell, where can they escape, the ubiquitous flames continue to burn the evil spirits.

Among Chu Wangxian's eyes, one of the six red guard pupils became dull and lost its brilliance.

He already understood the true use of the Six Soul Eyes.

The six Wei Pupils in his eyes can open the doors of the Six Worlds, and can use and borrow the power of the Six Worlds.

Chu Wangxian's eyes ached,

After using the Guardian Pupil of the Hell Dao, it was temporarily closed, and I am afraid it will take a few days to recover.

But the way of heaven, the path of Shura, the way of the world, the way of animals, the way of hungry ghosts.

These five are still his hole cards at the moment.

Chu Wangxian is building a foundation and cultivating at this moment, and the spiritual power in his body is still rich, which is enough to cast the Six Soul Eyes again.

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At the same time, the outside world.

The center of the Vortex, the graveyard of giant bones.

A tiny figure was hovering above the huge white bones, like an ant walking on top of a human body.

If you look closely, you can see that this person is also a foundation building cultivator, but beside him, there are hundreds of fist-sized silver balls around him.

As soon as this person moved, the hundreds of silver balls were like satellites moving at the same time.

Monk Zhuji climbed on the head of a giant skeleton and looked into the distance, his brows furrowed deeply, as if he was in an extremely bad mood.

"Li Changyu, you are the former sect master in vain, it is really shameless to rob me of my opportunity. ”

"Penglai Xianmen, how can there be fairy winds, they are all cannibals. ”

The foundation building monk who is cursing is Ling Xuangang.

Ling Xuangang was the most outstanding Qi refining cultivator in this Penglai Island trial, and he was the strongest person who completed the foundation building in the best foundation building pool.

The reason for his curse is related to a treasure.

Legend has it that in the whirlpool of the heavens, there is a treasure that can connect to the ancients.

Although this thing is not as famous as the Pangu axe, it is also famous among the Penglai Immortal Gate.

Over the years, no one has ever found this treasure, but its approximate scope has been determined.

The extremely talented Ling Xuangang was naturally eager to try, but he was unlucky and met Li Changyu, the former sect master, and was kicked out.

"Damn, this is obviously cheating!"

made Xuan Gang angry and had nowhere to vent.

Suddenly, a huge black mist turned into a powerful ghost rushed out from the white bone skull, like a giant snake, entangled Ling Xuangang, and chased after it endlessly.

"Look for death!"

To Xuan Gang's annoyance, he manipulated the silver balls around him to fly out immediately.

"Boom!"

Boom Boom!

The silver ball exploded, and in a deafening explosion, the giant snake made of black mist was blown into several knots.

These demons were extremely vicious and difficult to provoke, and after being blown into several pieces, they recondensed into huge skulls and rushed straight at them.

The skull opened its huge maw like a black hole and bit it, devouring Xuangang.

"Boom!"

With a loud shout, the evil ghost that turned into a skull exploded violently, exploded from the inside, and exploded into hundreds of small pieces, scattering in all directions.

Standing in the void, Xuan Gang sneered, and what was swallowed was the bomb clone he cast.

Ling Xuangang is frightened in Penglai Xianmen.

Because he's a bomb monk.

By manipulating various bombs to attack, he considers himself a monk of a new generation, and has surpassed the so-called Edgeworth Monk and Beast Monk in ancient times.

Ling Xuangang not only has these fist-sized spirit ball bombs.

There are also all kinds of clay bombs, smart bombs, and even doppelganger bombs and monster bombs.

The elite disciples of Penglai Xianmen all know that this bomb madman is not easy to provoke, and if he does, he will definitely not die.

"Phew!"

Ling Xuangang spat at his mouth, and his mood recovered slightly, and he began to think about what undiscovered ruins were in the whirlpool of the sky.

Suddenly, his brow twitched, and he noticed that there was something in the distance.

"Hey, those two tomb robbers from Ghost Mountain have sailed their boats here. ”

Ling Xuangang knows a little about Cao Zijiao and Cao Ziming in Ghost Mountain.

These two boys have a lot of research on ancient magic weapons, so many people ask them to distinguish the real from the fake.

Ling Xuangang seemed to be watching a play, looking at it calmly, these two boys were very bold, and they dared to break into this place if they practiced qi. Finally he watched with interest as the yacht crashed into the bones.

"Huh!"

He saw a large mass of demons and a masked monk disappear.

"Who is the masked Tsukiji monk?"

To Xuan Gang's curiosity, he moved his body, stepped with both feet, and rushed over.

At this moment, Cao Zijiao and Cao Ziming were caressing their chests with palpitations, they wanted to cry without tears, and they were forced by Chu Wangxian to the depths of the whirlpool, and it was difficult for Nima to go back.

When they saw Ling Xuangang coming, the two of them bounced up, and their bodies were like springs, as if they saw a savior.

"Ling Senpai!"

"Well, what's going on?" Ling Xuangang nodded, showing a superior demeanor in front of the two.

He is now a foundation building monk, his identity is different, and he also has the confidence to put on a score.

Cao Zijiao explained the matter and told Ling Xuangang about his encounter with Chu Wangxian and his current situation, hinting at help.

"You don't know the name of the Monk Tsuki?"

Ling Xuangang was in no mood to care whether these two people lived or died, he was speculating in his heart, who would this foundation building monk be?

This time, the site of Penglai Island was opened, and more than 20 monks who had completed qi refining participated.

Could it be Ning Hu City in Danshan, Wang Shenfeng in Sword Mountain, and Guo Pojian in Sword Mountain?

Names passed through his mind.

"The senior is wearing a mask, and we can't guess who it is. ”

"It's not a good thing to hide your head and show your tail, maybe it's the Yeluzi monk who mixed into this trial, Chu Wangxian. Ling Xuangang said with compassion.

Crash!

Suddenly, flames spread through the air, and a crack opened in the sky, as if the eyeballs were open.

The flames that Chu Wangxian stepped on came out of the hell path.

The flames of the Eight Heat Hell surged out, and when Ling Xuangang pushed it with his hand, it was like a big wave rushing away, and as the six soul eyes closed, the overflowing flames were extinguished.

The two looked at each other, full of unkindness.

"Are you Chu Wangxian?" Ling Xuangang was roughly familiar with the elites of the same sect, but his feelings for Chu Wangxian were abrupt.

"Yes, if you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, I'm Chu Wangxian. Chu Wangxian stretched out his right hand, took off the mask, and revealed his true face.

Cao Zijiao and Cao Ziming's eyes widened, and cold sweat broke out on their backs. They have been together for so long, they really deserve to die.

Fortunately, he met Ling Xuangang, so that this liar had nothing to hide.

"Ling, senior, we have also been deceived, please let us atone for our sins. "Cao Zijiao and Cao Ziming summoned ghost pawns.

"What a dog's guts, he dared to show up in front of my Ling Xuangang. Ling Xuangang swiped his right hand slightly, and the silver ball around him spun faster.

"Hehe, I happen to have something to look for you too!" Chu Wangxian said indifferently.