As these monks walked all the way from the black fog in front of them, they were not only chanting scriptures in their mouths, but also holding wooden fish in their hands. Under the neat beating of the wooden fish, there was a rhythmic knocking sound, and the scriptures recited by these monks formed a unique melody, which made people feel a sense of peace of mind when they heard it, and their minds were unconsciously calm.

At this time, some fierce people, the murderous intent and unkindness on their faces, gradually hibernated, and finally disappeared.

Dongfang Mo didn't have any murderous intentions for these Buddhist people in his heart, so he didn't feel anything when he heard these people reciting scriptures.

It's just that when he noticed the people around him and heard the monk's Buddha name, he actually became calm, which made him suddenly think that the sound of chanting scriptures and tapping wooden fish could be some illusion in it.

Here, these people have no mana in their bodies, and they can't exert any supernatural powers, and most of these Buddhists are not affected in the slightest.

The thought of this made his eyes shine. Secretly he may be able to put the hope of getting out of trouble on these monks.

But then he shook his head, if it worked, someone would have tried it a long time ago. Moreover, the half-ancestor of the Underworld Clan, Gu Ya, will not be suppressed in the eighteenth layer of hell for tens of thousands of years.

If he dares to do this, he will definitely be self-defeating, or even dig his own grave.

Just as he thought of this, the two rows of monks in the black fog in front of him had already appeared from the black fog.

These people were all men, ranging from boys who looked like they were in their teens to old men in their eighties and nineties.

All of them looked solemn, their eyes were slightly closed, except for the wooden fish and the sound of chanting scriptures.

After the two rows of monks appeared and stood still, the scriptures in their mouths and the sound of wooden fish gradually stopped.

And the first one of them was a middle-aged monk with a short beard and who looked to be in his forties, and looked at everyone: "Fellow Daoists, if you want to step into the second layer of Nipear, you can come with me." ”

Hearing this, everyone stood in place for a while, and no one moved.

Not only that, but at this moment, the faces of the vast majority of people also showed shock, disbelief, and shock.

Because after the sound of the scriptures in the mouths of many monks stopped, they instantly woke up, and realized that the murderous intent and ferocity in their hearts before disappeared with the sound of the scriptures and the sound of wooden fish, and were replaced by peace. And this is a manifestation of the invasion of the mind.

"Let's go!"

At this moment, I only heard Dongfang Mo speak.

After speaking, he walked towards the "passage" between the two rows of monks in front of him.

Seeing this, Qing Mulan and Mu Han immediately followed behind him.

Now that they have already decided to step into the second layer of the eighteenth layer of hell, there is nothing to hesitate about.

And with Dongfang Mo taking the lead, some people among the crowd also stood up and began to follow behind Dongfang Mo.

When Dongfang Mo came to the front of the passage, he paused at his feet, looked at the middle-aged monk who spoke before, and said, "Dare to ask this master, after stepping into the second layer of the region, can the poor road return to the first layer." ”

When his words fell, Qing Mulan and Mu Han glanced at his back, but they didn't expect Dongfang Mo to be so bold and ask this kind of question bluntly.

Just hearing his words, the middle-aged monk did not answer him in the slightest, and looked like he was looking at his nose and nose.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo shook his head, and then walked forward, stepping into the depths of the black mist from the two rows of monks.

Behind him to the left and right, followed by Qing Mulan and Mu Han's two daughters.

And then there were the hundreds of monks.

These people are the same as Dongfang Mo thought, since they are ready, they naturally have to step into it.

Dongfang Moke didn't pay attention to the people behind him, but walked all the way forward.

And the further you go, the thicker the black fog becomes. However, he was not worried about getting lost here, because the monks on the left and right sides seemed to greet them, and wherever they went, these monks stood there, and there were more than Dongfang Mo imagined.

And he didn't expect that the road to the second layer of the eighteenth layer of hell would be so peculiar.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo suddenly noticed that there was an extra rickety figure beside him. At a side glance, this is a separation.

"Dongfang Daoyou, don't forget what you promised to the old body back then."

After he appeared, he listened to the words of the people.

Dongfang Mo understood that what this woman said was that he had a way to get out of these eighteen layers of hell.

It's just that back then, he just made an empty promise in order to make a move, and he could only take one step at a time, where was there any way.

Of course, compared to ordinary people, he does have an advantage, after all, Guya had escaped from this place back then.

However, when he thought of the price of the bones and teeth escaping, he had no mana at all, and only a skull was left, Dongfang Mo's face twitched subconsciously.

After taking a breath, I only listened to him: "Don't worry, if you can go out, you will never forget you." ”

Xiao Li didn't seem to hear the mystery in his words, so she nodded with satisfaction, "Then thank you Dongfang Daoyou." ”

Dongfang Mo didn't speak again, and then, like a leader, led everyone all the way to the second layer of the eighteenth layer of hell.

And when everyone stepped into the black mist, the monks on both sides of the crowd followed them all the way.

The sound of chanting the scriptures and tapping the wooden fish at the same time came from their mouths again.

Unlike Dongfang Mo's imagination, he thought that the first and second layers of the eighteenth layer of hell would inevitably have a long way to go, but they only followed the monks on both sides for half a cup of tea, which seemed to him to be a distance of hundreds of zhang, and then he saw a faint layer of white light in front of him.

In his opinion, maybe it should be the second layer of the eighteen layers of hell.

This made them extremely strange, and many people even looked back, but they didn't expect to arrive so soon.

When they walked out of the black fog and stepped into the white light in front of them, the monks on both sides stopped, and at the same time only listened to a young monk with clear eyebrows, looking at Dongfang Mo and the others: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have arrived. ”

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked ahead.

Then they realized that the second level of hell didn't look much different from the first.

The only difference is that in the second layer of hell, there is something like catkins floating everywhere in the air. It was these catkins-like things that caused the second hell to emit a faint white light.

But what surprised them was that at this moment, they finally felt that the mana in their bodies began to recover, and they could faintly mobilize.

According to the level of cultivation, they now have the strength of the condensation period.

Although this strength is like mud compared to the real cultivation of these people, at least the recovery of mana is a good thing.

At this moment, many people were excited, and even tried to urge the mana in their bodies to open their storage bags.

But then they found that the storage bag did not react in the slightest.

After a long groan, they understood that with the means of their peak strength, the prohibition placed on the storage bag, even if they knew the way to open the storage bag, they did not have the strong mana to open the storage bag.

For a while, everyone couldn't help but show a look of annoyance, but they didn't expect that the prohibition placed on the storage bag back then would become a means to stop them in the current situation.

Dongfang Mo naturally tried it, and he was extremely speechless about the result of not being able to open the storage bag.

When the young monk had finished speaking, the two rows of monks turned around and continued to recite the scriptures, tapping the wooden fish in the direction they had come.

Eventually, their voices and figures dimmed and eventually vanished, as if they had never existed.

Many people looked at each other, but in the end, they chose to walk towards the white light in front of them, and stepped into the second layer of the eighteen layers of hell that were flying like catkins.

"Ahh

At this moment, I suddenly heard an elegant man in a green shirt let out an exclamation.

"Ahh

Immediately after, another woman screamed.

Dongfang Mo's heart was vigilant, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Damn, what is this!"

At the same time, Xiao Li was also extremely angry.

Dongfang Mo finally seemed to have discovered something, and looked up at the floating "catkins" in front of him, and it happened that one of them also touched his body.

I saw that this thing that looked like catkins easily passed through his robe and touched his skin.

In just a moment, he felt a burning pain coming, and his brows were wrinkled together.

Strangely, something like catkins touched his skin, and it didn't show any signs of being burned, and it looked intact. It's just that the feeling of being burned is also real.

Dongfang Mo didn't have time to think about it, what followed was that he stepped into the second layer of hell, and everyone who was touched by something like catkins came from his mouth one after another. Many people were even patting their shirts around, trying to get rid of the burning pain.

"This is the hell of fire!"

At this moment, he only listened to Dongfang Mo's side and spoke in a deep voice.

(My mother continues to be seriously ill, simply put, she is currently paralyzed in the hospital bed, unable to take care of herself, and the follow-up situation is not optimistic.) My dad and I usually take turns taking care of it, so the recent update will be greatly affected, so I hope you understand. ）