After stepping into the black vortex passage, Dongfang Mo did not feel any sense of the world spinning, nor did he feel any spatial fluctuations.

He seemed to be in a dark world without gravity, his body suspended in mid-air, and he couldn't feel the four directions of up, down, left and right.

But the flames that flew like catkins in this place were gone, and finally there was no such pain of being burned.

Mu Han in his hands was still unconscious, and the woman's injuries were extremely serious, and her whole body was soaked with blood.

Just when Dongfang Mo thought that maybe he was going to fly here for a short time, just a few breaths, a pale golden light appeared in front of him.

After a while, the golden light became more and more intense, making his eyes squint slightly.

As he gradually got used to the golden light, he finally saw clearly that the place where he was a golden desert.

Dongfang Mo's figure was slowly walking towards the desert below from mid-air, and finally his feet landed in the desert first.

After standing firm, he looked around, and then saw that they had a wave of more than 100 people before, distributed in all directions in all directions.

Dongfang Mo took a deep breath, and the aura here didn't seem to be weak. Under devouring and absorption, it can be easily refined into mana.

I just don't know if he can break through his cultivation to the foundation building period here.

Like him, the people around him looked at the third layer of hell attentively, wondering what kind of place was right now, and what kind of situation awaited them.

It's just that there doesn't seem to be anything worth their attention in this place other than the desert, so it's hard for them to speculate on anything.

Dongfang Mo looked up at the top of his head, only to see that the sky above his head was also a pale gold, which made his face a little gloomy and ugly, because it was obvious that he could not return to the second layer, let alone the first layer of hell.

It seems that the rumors he heard in the first layer of hell are completely false.

What royal family is in the hands of monks like them, and every ten years in the second hell, monks come to meet them, which is completely false.

It was indeed the monks who came to receive them, but they were members of the Buddhist sect.

And the reason why it is said that the royal families of various countries are in the hands of the monks is probably that some of the monks who were beaten into the eighteenth layer of hell did not leave the first layer at all, and with the means of the monks, even if they have no mana, they are not something that mortals can compete with, and the imperial power will naturally fall into the hands of the monks in the end.

"Senior Brother Dongfang!"

Just as Dongfang Mo thought so, a voice came from not far from him.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo came back to his senses, only to see that the person who spoke was Qing Mulan.

The woman walked towards him, and when she got closer, she only heard her say, "Sister Mu Han doesn't know what's wrong?" ”

Dongfang Mo glanced at her, and then threw Mu Han, who still had his last breath left in his hand, at her.

Qing Mulan was taken aback, and hurriedly took Mu Han with both hands, fortunately, she had a ninth-level cultivation in the Qi refining period, so it was extremely easy to catch Mu Han.

It's just that as soon as she started it, the first thing she touched was Mu Han's slippery and sticky blood.

This made Qing Mulan's willow eyebrows frown slightly, and at the same time, she was even more worried about Mu Han's safety.

The woman grabbed Mu Han's wrist, and a mana in her body was agitated, injected into Mu Han's body, and began to check her injuries.

Then Qing Mulan's face became more and more solemn.

Mu Han's injuries were extremely serious, and at this moment, there was only a wisp of breath in his body like a gossamer.

So she immediately used a simple healing secret technique that could be performed during the Qi refining period to block the meridians that Mu Han broke and caused bleeding.

Her body is a peach demon, and what flows in her body is wood spiritual power, so this has an advantage over healing injuries that the other four attribute spiritual power does not have.

With her help, Mu Han's bleeding was finally relieved. But it was only a moment's effort, and Qing Mulan's face turned slightly pale. Because she was only a ninth-level cultivator in the Qi refining period, the mana in her body was not strong enough.

Just as Dongfang Mo and the others were looking at the desert world in front of them, a light breeze suddenly blew.

Under this breeze, the pale golden gravel under their feet was swept up, and the breeze blew on everyone's bodies.

"Shhh

In the next breath, many people took a breath of cold air.

The reason for this is that when the golden grit blows on them in the wind, it easily passes through their clothes and touches their skin, giving them a sharp pain as if they have been pricked by pins and needles.

At this moment, even Dongfang Mo frowned, and he also felt that pain.

"This is the Golden Thorn Hell!"

At this moment, he was not far away, and his face was extremely ugly.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo's face was extremely pale, he had just come out of the Burning Hell and entered the Golden Thorn Hell, this eighteen-layer hell was a place for torturing people.

When he thought of this, almost everyone around him began to scold and scream.

So Dongfang Mo glanced at the little white monkey on his shoulder, this beast was extremely interested, and immediately circled around him, and at the same time, he could see a layer of silver light on the white monkey's body flickering.

In the next breath, Dongfang Mo had an extra layer of invisible qi on his body.

In just this moment, the grit that came with the light breeze was blocked by the invisible qi, so that Dongfang Mo was spared the pain of skin and flesh.

But he still gritted his teeth, as if he was bearing something. Naturally, he didn't want others to notice his specialness.

"East ...... Dongfang junior brother ......"

At this moment, I only heard Qing Mulan looking at him and said with some difficulty.

Dongfang Mo glanced at her, and the little white monkey standing on his shoulder also stared at Qing Mulan with his nostrils, holding his arms with both hands, looking high-spirited.

Seeing the pain on Qing Mulan's face, he listened to Dongfang Mo say: "Splash monkeys, help them." ”

After hearing his command, the little white monkey snorted twice, and then swept towards her and Mu Han, and after circling around the second daughter, Qing Mulan felt that the pain like a pinprick disappeared without a trace. As for Mu Han, he was always unconscious.

Qing Mulan reacted quite quickly, and after the pain disappeared, she immediately followed Dongfang Mo's example, and her face still looked extremely painful.

She knew the magical powers of the white monkey, and Dongfang Mo was reluctant to expose it. If it was because she was exposed and caused any trouble to Dongfang Mo, I am afraid that Mu Han would be her end.

When the golden gravel was isolated, Dongfang Mo immediately thought of something, and looked around.

And like him, there are others, some of whom have endured the pain and used their visual powers.

When they stepped into the second level of hell, it was the same as it is now, and perhaps they will find out now.

Sure enough, the next moment they saw a cyan point of light in the extreme distance.

Seeing this, anger appeared in everyone's eyes, and the people of Buddhism really caught them as guinea pigs and put them in the cage.

Although they thought so in their hearts, everyone did not hesitate, and some people began to sweep towards the cyan point of light in the distance.

A few days later, they arrived at their destination, and then everyone found that the blue point of light they saw was a verdant banyan tree about a foot high.

This banyan tree grows alone in the desert and looks extremely strange.

And under the banyan tree, there is also a little novice who looks to be in his early tens. The little novice was dressed in a yellow monk's robe and a robe.

At this moment, he was rolling a string of prayer beads in his left hand, and his right hand was rhythmically tapping the wooden fish, and his lips were lightly opened, chanting scriptures.

When everyone arrived, Xiao Shami slowly opened his eyes and watched everyone say a Buddha name, "Amitabha Buddha ......"

It's just that everyone's eyes are cold, and they are silent, waiting for the little novice to continue to speak.

At this time, I listened to the little novice say: "Dear benefactors, the poor monk's Dharma name is Yuandi, in the next period of time, I hope that you donors will listen to the dispatch of the poor monk here and complete the construction of this Sifang Sea as soon as possible." ”

The voice of the little novice named Yuan Di fell, and many people in the crowd scolded angrily. The second level of hell allows them to build a dharma field, and the third level of hell allows them to dig a piece of sea.

Dongfang Mo showed a look of thought at this moment.

It seems that these eighteen layers of hell are the places where they can do coolies, and while suffering all kinds of suffering, they must sincerely repent, and in the end, they can only leave this ghost place if they take refuge in Buddhism with one heart.

Moreover, each time the eighteen layers of hell go down, the breath of Buddha nature becomes more and more intense, and I think that after the construction of this four-sided sea is completed, more people will put down the butcher's knife in their hearts and become people of Buddhism from now on.

As soon as he thought of this, Dongfang Mo's eyes looked in all directions, and it seemed that he had to find a way out here. Otherwise, according to the arrangement of Buddhism, I am afraid that the means of the white monkey will not work every time, and when the time comes, he will also have the heart of refuge after "baptism" again and again.

In addition, although he could not leave this place to find a way out, the white monkey could.

And when he thought of this, he also glanced away at the people around him. In his opinion, there might be a formation master in the crowd.

Although the eighteenth layer of hell is the first treasure of Buddhism, this thing is also a formation in the final analysis. And as long as it is a formation, there is a possibility of breaking the formation.

Naturally, it was impossible for them to break through the eighteenth layer of hell, but if they were proficient in the formation, they might be able to find a glimmer of life in the cracks.

Therefore, at the moment, he needs one or more helpers.