Three days later, Zong Shou was sweating profusely and walking on a turbulent blue sea.

The seventh layer is called Linghai Death Prison, and when you look at it, you can see that it is full of turquoise water.

It makes people's hearts open-minded, but the deep blue pure water is highly poisonous.

In addition, this world is not just about distorting the laws of the Great Dao.

Walking on the surface of this sea, there is always a thousand times or even thousands of times more than the power of the ordinary Yuan Magnetism.

Not only the body, but also the weight of the previous 1,000 times more.

Even the things hidden in the bag are also not spared.

At all times, there is a danger of falling into the sea, and there is no place to rest.

The forbidden spells here are also different from the previous layers.

It's the wind! The wind blows bonely, all the time, endlessly, never stopping.

Not only is there a turbulent blue sea, but there are bursts of big waves. It also contains countless yin power, penetrating deep into the human bone marrow.

Not only does it have a pain that is not inferior to the punishment of the ice wheel, but if you can't resist it, it will directly destroy the person's qi and blood essence and plunder the longevity.

Just a day ago, Zong Shou saw with his own eyes that a monk in the middle of the fairyland could not support it in this violent wind and waves, and fell into the sea.

In only sixty breaths, there are no bones, not even blood and water.

I don't know what kind of toxin is in this sea water, and even the immortal level cultivators can't resist it at all.

At this time, Zong Shou was also exhausted and sweating profusely. Every 100 miles, you need to stop and breathe.

This yin wind is endless, and it also makes the qi and blood in his body go retrograde, and it never stops.

I don't know how long it will be over.

In the bag, something that can be thrown away. are all emptied.

But the body still seems to be filled with lead. It's heavy. At this time, it can still be supported, but I wish I could be transferred directly into the seawater and die.

Its practical blue fire turtle travels. It can be a lot easier.

However, it is necessary to move from time to time, which is somewhat inconvenient and increases the burden.

On the contrary, it was Lu Wuxian next to him. The situation is much better than that of Zong Shou.

The qi is flowing smoothly, and the mask can't see its expression on the body. But in that eye, there was also a slight sadness.

It may be that seeing Zong Shou, he is indeed almost at the limit, and he opened his mouth to persuade: "Why is your lord so troubled? That Xuanyan Holy Venerable, I'm afraid that I have already noticed where the two of us are. No matter how much you rush now, it's useless. The eighth layer is dangerous, it is better to stop and rest for a while, recover a little and then do some consideration-"

Zong Shou heyed. The expression was indifferent. Lu Wuxi's words, he didn't know.

At this moment, there is a strong arrogance. So that the sect shou gave birth to the idea of bowing his head and bowing. Ling ran through his soul.

It was a divine thought coercion that made him feel even more difficult than the power of the Yuan Magnetism of this world.

It's Xuanyan!

Somewhere in this death prison. Even outside the Nine Absolute Death Prisons, he was condescending and watching coldly, and he had no intention of concealing it.

However, just the oppressive power of this soul thought already made him feel unbearable.

The man didn't seem to want to attack him, but he was high up and playful.

It feels as if he is a noble king, watching a mouse slip in front of him.

A rat that made him a little interested-

There was no killing intent, but he never took back the soul suppression. With a chilling coldness, it was quietly pressed. but almost overwhelmed him.

Or this one, just waiting to see when he will collapse, when he will be transferred into the sea, just like the previous person, all the bones and souls will be gone.

There is a faint sense of coercion, wanting him to bow down.

The thought seemed to say that as long as he admits his mistakes, he can be let go.

"It's okay!"

Taking a deep breath, Zong Shou laughed, extremely bright.

Maybe you're really used to it, or maybe you're distracted. The pain of the marrow burning blood spirit spell and the reverse flow of qi and blood could no longer affect his mind.

Under this oppression, there is an unprecedented anger in my heart, which exists in my chest.

I don't know why, in short, I don't want to be embarrassed in front of this person, and he sees it as a joke.

He never knew that he was so stubborn in his bones. To say that it sounds good is to be strong and persistent. The ugly part is that I don't know whether to live or die.

But now, he is in this desperate situation anyway, so why should he bow to this person?

It seemed to be aware of Zong Shou's thoughts, and that supreme soul thought suddenly increased.

Zong Shou's figure shook immediately, staggered under his feet, and almost fell under the surface of the sea.

After a long time, he finally stiffened up.

Lu Wuxian next to him was unaware, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

How did it get to this point?

At this time, he also knew that the situation in Zong Shou's body was different, and it was most likely due to the influence of the Burning Marrow Blood Spirit Spell. How can the majestic heritage of the sect be guarded to the point where it seems to be collapsing?

Zong Shou didn't pay attention to it, the moment when the divine thought was pressurized. His bones exploded one after another, and his soul thoughts were almost crushed, but he still held on.

Then, under this huge pressure, he stepped forward and stepped out again.

The world changes again in front of you, and you look far away. It can be seen that in the cloud sky, there is a huge and incomparable whirlpool rolling, covering a thousand miles of territory.

All around was a violent storm, countless thunders, constantly flashing in the storm.

"This is the Gate of Hell you were talking about?"

The seventh floor is the Linghai Death Prison, with two entrances.

And there is only one place in the abyss of time and space from the seventh to the eighth layer, and the position will not be moved.

It is in the middle of the spiritual sea.

With the star Dao of Zongshou, the energy of the instantaneous sky. It took more than three days to get here.

But when I felt that I couldn't hold it anymore, I finally saw this entrance that could reach the eighth floor.

Lu Wuxian didn't answer, but his expression was slightly gloomy.

Zong Shou knew in his heart that he was saddened by the death of his parents.

After pondering for a moment, he said lightly: "You can stay here, you don't have to come with you! If Lone unfortunately dies, you can fend for yourself." If Lone can get out of trouble, he will definitely do his best to take you out!"

After finishing speaking, he threw away a jade plate.

This is a space magic weapon that was snatched in the Cangling Realm that day.

It was only slightly stronger than the Spirit Mustard Ring, far inferior to the Immortal Treasure Jun Heavenly Palace that was taken from the Divine Realm cultivator.

However, at this time, there were more than 100 immortal-level powerhouses hidden in this space magic weapon.

All were temporarily banned and hidden in this jade plate.

The immortal cultivation in this jade plate needs to be suppressed from time to time. Once you enter the eighth layer, the sect guard may not be able to take care of everything.

It's better to hand it over to Lu Wuxi, with his cultivation infinitely close to the divine realm, he should be fine.

That Lu Wuxian was stunned, and seemed to know that his cultivation was insufficient, and forcibly following it would only be a burden.

So he didn't refuse, and took the jade plate.

"The minister knows!