The disciples of the Yunxiao Sword Sect and the disciples of Zhengyi met unexpectedly, and the two sides were only stunned for a short time, and then they fought together without saying a word.

As the so-called enemies meet, they are very red-eyed.

There are eight on the Cloud Sword Sect's side, and there are twelve on the Zhengyi side.

In terms of numbers, they have an advantage, and this place is very close to the Yunshan Canyon, so if the other party supports, the speed will be very fast.

However, the strength of these eight monks of the Yunxiao Sword Sect was obviously higher than that of the twelve monks of Zhengyi, so the two sides were temporarily evenly matched.

Lin Beichen was hanging in the air and didn't plan to help, at least for the time being, he didn't need to help.

Lin Beichen carefully observed the magic power of the cultivator.

He found that the monks of Zhengyi were a lot worse than the Yunxiao Sword Sect in terms of combat magic powers, after all, what they were best at was the formation rather than the battle killing technique, they were better at managing the formation and casting the talisman seal, if they were given time to let them make some preparations, then it would be difficult for the disciples of the Sword Sect to win.

This kind of sudden encounter is the weakness of Zhengyi's disciples.

And the Yunxiao Sword Sect, which specializes in swordsmanship, has been preparing for this kind of encounter since the day it was born.

The monks of Zhengyi basically did not fight alone, and several monks cooperated to fight with the attack formation.

The biggest weakness of this style of combat is its slow attack speed, and its biggest advantage is that it is extremely powerful.

However, it was a pity that the monks of the Cloud Sky Sword Sect were particularly fast in attacking, and they often did not give the monks time to operate the formation.

Fight fast and slow everywhere to gain the upper hand.

Just when he was about to divide life and death, in the Tianguan map that Lin Beichen always paid attention to, a streamer suddenly flew out of the Yunshan Canyon, and Lin Beichen immediately knew that a master was coming.

He immediately lowered his voice and said in a cold voice: "There is a Danshi coming, retreat quickly!"

The leader of the Yunxiao Sword Sect was a monk who was at the peak of the foundation realm, and when he suddenly heard the reminder, he did not hesitate, and immediately whistled, and the disciples of the Yunxiao Sword Sect advanced and retreated in a certain way, and when they heard the order, although they could kill the monk of Zhengyi immediately, they still chose to obey the order.

It can be seen that these disciples of the Cloud Sky Sword Sect are the real battle-hardened disciples, and with the tacit understanding of ten people, this must be the spirit of cooperation that can only be honed after advancing and retreating together dozens of times.

Lin Beichen also immediately lifted up to the clouds, his star concealment technique was not perfect, there were always flaws, and he didn't dare to swagger in front of Danshi.

Through the rolling thick clouds, Lin Beichen saw a bald bald head appear in front of the disciple.

What did the disciple of Zhengyi say to the bald head, the bald head did not pursue the disciples of the Sword Sect, but chose to return to the Yunshan Canyon!

Lin Beichen suddenly moved in his heart when he saw this bald head.

Lin Beichen knew from Xiong San and Han Yang that even they were not qualified to enter and exit the formation of Yunshan Canyon at will, and only Danshi-level existences could enter and exit freely.

If he can kill that bald head and borrow the bald body, won't he be able to easily enter the Yunshan Canyon?

Lin Beichen took a closer look, and this bald head actually had -1636 negative yin virtues.

It's brutal!

When such a guy usually encounters, Lin Beichen has to find a way to send him to hell, not to mention that they are still enemies of each other.

Seeing that his bald head was about to enter the Yunshan Canyon, Lin Beichen immediately let out a vague aura, and then retreated sharply.

Lin Beichen was in the sky, his breath was blooming, his bald head immediately stopped, and he looked up at the sky vigilantly, the warm winter sun was still dazzling. He squinted slightly, then jerked up and flew straight into the air.

Lin Beichen's battle against a Danshi is not false at all, what he is forcing now is two things.

One is that it is too close to the Yunshan Canyon and attracts other strong people, and the other is that the bald head does not follow him.

Now that the bald head has been hooked, Lin Beichen immediately went to hell to find Xiong San and Han Yang: "A bald Danshi, who is the surname? What kind of supernatural means and personality are you, tell me everything you know about him."

Steamer hell

Xiong San and Han Yang, who were suffering hard, were given a chance to breathe again.

The two of them had waited for this opportunity for too long, as if they had been waiting for a hundred years.

Xiong San said viciously, "Lin Beichen, unless you let us go, don't expect to get a word in our mouths."

Lin Beichen tilted his head and looked at Han Yang on the side: "What do you say?"

Han Yang stiffened his neck and said, "Me too."

Lin Beichen couldn't help but smile: "It seems that this steamer hell is not suitable for you, you want to leave here, no problem, come with me."

Lin Beichen's words Xiong San and Han Yang were skeptical, because Lin Beichen seemed to be a little too easy to talk to.

They had made a lot of calculations and deduced a lot of what Lin Beichen would say, but there was no such simple and happy situation.

This made the two of them a little unsure of how to continue for a while.

Lin Beichen shook the sleeves of his robe, and the ground under Xiong San and Han Yang's feet immediately softened, and the two of them were like stepping on sticky mud, and their bodies sank rapidly.

The two of them subconsciously panicked and struggled.

However, Lin Beichen is the biggest in hell, and no one can fight against him.

"Don't you want to get out of here? I'll take you to more interesting places, and when you get there, you might become a little more sober."

The figures of the two people continued to fall downward, and suddenly their feet were empty, and the two of them stepped on the air and fell directly from the sky. Look at the book

In the air, they saw that there were red-hot copper pillars standing on the ground under their feet, and these copper pillars were hollow, and there was rolling magma surging in them, splashing clusters of fireworks.

They even saw the danshi with the knots tied to a pillar of brass and wailing in pain.

Then the Danshi carbonized little by little, and died little by little.

This is not the most terrible thing, the most terrible thing is that they see the dead Danshi come back to life......

It's still a cycle of death, and you'll never die and be tortured forever!

"Welcome to the eighteenth layer of hell and the sixth layer of the bronze pillar hell, originally you were just a foundation building monk and were not qualified to enter this level, but you have been clamoring to leave the steamer hell, presumably you are not very satisfied with the accommodation environment of the steamer hell, as the ruler of the hell, I naturally have to make you live happily, so I have to send you here. If you are not satisfied here, there are also Knife Mountain Hell and Iceberg Hell below, and if you are still not satisfied, there are also Tongue Pulling Hell, Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell, Mirror Hell, Oil Pot Hell, Oxpit Hell, Stone Pressing Hell, Mortar Hell, Blood Pool Hell, Death Hell, Punishment Hell, Volcano Hell, Stone Mill Hell, and Knife Saw Hell. I think there will always be a place where you can feel at home and where you can answer my questions happily without threatening me."

Xiong San looked at the blood-red copper pillars, obviously they were still far away, they were so burned that their faces were hot, and even every breath seemed to burn their nasal cavity, his legs trembled involuntarily, and he was about to speak, but Lin Beichen blocked his words: "Don't worry, you can feel the enthusiasm of the copper pillar hell first, see if you like it here, and we'll talk about it when you think about it."

Countless blood-red tentacles suddenly sprouted from Xiong San and Han Yang's feet, like red-hot iron chains, wrapping them around at once, pulling them closer to the copper pillar.

Xiong San and Han Yang were naturally struggling with their lives, and their flesh was scalded by those chains, and there were bursts of meat fragrance.

All the struggles were naturally useless, and soon Xiong San and Han Yang were locked to the copper pillar.

The heart-rending screams rang out instantly.

The level of suffering is different in each layer of hell.

If the Tongue Pulling Hell has a pain index of 1, then the Scissors Hell is 10, the Iron Tree Hell is 100, the Mirror Hell is 1000, the Steamer Hell is 10,000, and the Bronze Pillar Hell is 100,000.

Suffering increases exponentially, and because of this, the lower you go, the better it is for you to wash away negative yin.

Xiong San and Han Yang couldn't even survive the 10,000-point steamer hell, how could they get used to 100,000 points of pain

Bronze Pillar Hell?

The screams of the two of them didn't last long before they died and finally turned to charcoal.

Soon they recovered, and were once again pulled by the red-hot iron chains onto the copper pillars.

This time, the two of them had no heart to resist at all, and hurriedly shouted, "I know it's wrong, I don't dare to blackmail you anymore, please, send us back to steamer hell!"

"I said, I said it all, what you want to know, I'll tell you all, ahh......h

Screams of pain rang out with cries for mercy.

Lin Beichen waited quietly with his hands behind his back, as if he was enjoying an interesting performance.

Lin Beichen felt that his heart had become unpredictable, and secretly warned himself not to develop in the direction of sadism!

After Xiong San and Han Yang died six times, Lin Beichen came to the two of them, and those bright red tentacles that broke through the ground paused slightly in the air, and then there was no movement, as if frozen in the void.

When Xiong San and Han Yang saw this scene, they hugged each other and cried with joy, and finally the two of them lay on the ground and kept kowtowing to Lin Beichen: "I know it's wrong, I don't dare anymore, please send me back to steamer hell, I never want to leave there again, that's my paradise."

Xiong San and Han Yang said in unison.

"I don't want to repeat the question I just asked, answer me now."

Xiong San hurriedly said, "I know, that bald head is our Absolute Light Elder, he is good at attacking formations, and he is a rare offensive formation master."

Han Yang also hurriedly added, "Elder Jieguang has always been concise and to the point, what can be said in one sentence is definitely not two sentences, and what can be said in one word, he doesn't even bother to add a punctuation mark."

"Elder Brilliant ......"

Han Yang and Xiong San began to explain the matter of Elder Jieguang in a hollow manner, they only hoped that they could talk to Lin Beichen for a while, only in this way could they escape the punishment of hell for a short time and get a chance to breathe and rest.