Chapter 919: Seventeenth Floor

On the seventeenth floor underground, it was pitch black, there was no light, and there was a strong sense of death, and at this moment, in the center of the seventeenth layer, the light of the formation suddenly appeared.

By the light, everything around me was clear in an instant!

This is a hundred-zhang size of the boundary, surrounded by iron chains, each intersection, there is a corpse being hanged, on these corpses, exuding, is actually immortal!!

These corpses are all gods!

It's just that this immortal qi is not at all smart, all of it is lifeless, as if these corpses have been hanging here for countless years.

Almost instantly, the light of the formation dissipated, and within that formation, several people appeared.

Shi Python was the first person to enter this place, the moment he entered, his eyes immediately showed a fine light, constantly looking around, with his indifference, the moment he saw the surroundings, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

It's pitch black here, it's just that this kind of blackness can't stop the immortal sense, after Wang Mo appeared, the immortal consciousness suddenly swept away, and immediately gasped, and his face was gloomy.

Not only him, but the bald young man was also immortal after looking around, his face was pale, he had entered the divine pool, dissolved the mystery and condensed the divine power, it can be said that he had become a god, in this way, seeing the scene of the seventeenth layer, its shock far exceeded that of others.

What made him feel even more horrified was that here, his always invincible divine power actually trembled, as if it was suppressed by a strange force.

Under this suppression, the bald young man seemed to be able to hear a terrible roar in his ears, his face was pale, his body trembled, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, spurting out directly.

Fortunately, Wang Mo noticed the strangeness of the bald youth, and after he spurted out blood, his right hand slapped his back heart, and the majestic power of heaven poured in, which made the bald young man regain consciousness.

He looked around with a deep sense of awe.

On the other hand, the old man was completely different from the bald young man, after he came here, he immediately felt the breath of the god clan, and the black mark runes outside his body actually squirmed on their own at this moment, and under the rapid contraction, there was a degeneration!

But seeing those runes, one by one they flowed outside his body like water, as if an invisible force was squeezing, causing the runes outside the old man's body to quickly condense towards his chest.

What surprised the guardian of the old man even more was that in his soul, the original awe of the bald young man had changed significantly, as if there was a force that suppressed that awe.

Affected, there was also Wang Mo, the moment he entered here, Wang Mo immediately noticed that the golden bean given to him by the Lord of Zhongheng seemed to sink into the water, and it was running slowly.

The surroundings were quiet and pitch black, but for Wang Mo and the four of them, they could see everything clearly, this seventeenth layer, not big, countless iron chains, extending from the surrounding walls, locked a skeleton.

The bones all resembled corpses, most of them were pierced by chains at the pelvic bones, and some of the corpses, even the shoulder pipa bones were penetrated and hung in the air.

The number of these corpses, densely packed, is no less than hundreds!

Each skeleton bears traces of being whipped before death, and it is clear that these people died a miserable death after enduring unimaginable torture.

On their bodies, there were also runes flickering, and with each flicker, the immortal qi emanating from them would become thicker.

As for the reason why there is immortal energy emitted from them, it is because their immortal spirit has been imprisoned by the magic of the ether.

However, the body has died, and the endless dead qi continues to erode the immortal, and the immortal soul maintains its sanity, but it can't leave the body, and can only watch the body dry up, and the dead air is pervasive, and in the end, it is wiped out by life!

This kind of torture revealed a strong hatred for the gods, and this hatred was endless, bringing a shock to Wang Mo.

"Thisโ€”" The old man stared blankly at everything around him, unable to speak for a long time.

"These are the gods, during their lifetimes, everyone's cultivation was stronger than mine!" The bald young man felt the deepest, and here, he was inexplicably apprehensive.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of iron chains smashing, but in front of him, the body of a dried corpse suddenly moved, and the runes on its body flickered rapidly, but in a moment, it directly penetrated the body of the dried corpse and merged into its heart.

At this moment, the dry corpse suddenly opened its eyes, there was no god in its eyes, only a hollow, but at this moment, there was an unimaginable hatred and murderous sudden burst out in this hollow.

"Tianzun is in the same vein, and !! is dead" A low roar echoed, and the iron chains on the body of the dry corpse quickly became transparent, and dissipated almost instantly, without the chain of the talisman, the dry corpse body suddenly rushed out, with a strange divine power, forming a storm outside its body, and went straight to the bald youth!

The bald young man's face was pale, he subconsciously took a few steps back, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he pinched his hands in a low voice, and immediately his divine power was running, and he was about to perform his divine skills!

But at this moment, a strange scene suddenly appeared!

The divine power of the bald youth, at the moment of its operation, actually immediately dispersed and quickly dissipated, and the speed of this dissipation far exceeded the imagination of the bald youth.

Before he could cast his divine skill, he immediately passed with a wide range of divine power all over his body, and this scene made him almost lose his soul.

Seeing that the dry corpse was approaching, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with cold light, he took a step, pressed the void with his right hand, and the power of the Heavenly Dao directly emerged, and he slapped it, but when he heard the sound of "boom", there were ripples echoing in the void, and the body of the dry corpse was shocked back by the life.

Shi Python rushed out like lightning, his right hand clenched his fist, and under a blow, a rune mark appeared on his fist, and as soon as the dry corpse saw this rune, he immediately showed respect and quickly retreated, as if he did not dare to fight with Shi Python.

The old man kept staring at the scene in front of him, and in an instant, lightning flashed through his mind, but he immediately remembered a rumor he heard a long time ago!

This... This is Jingu Penal Temple!!

It is rumored that there is a special place in the astral realm that punishes the gods who have committed serious mistakes... Unexpectedly, this... It's true!"

At the moment when the voice of the guardian of the old man echoed, the sound of iron chains around him sounded again, and I saw that all the dried corpses hanging by iron chains in these seventeen floors opened their eyes at this moment.

Bursts of fierce light came out, and in a low roar, the iron chains on the bodies of these corpses immediately dissipated, making them suddenly free, one by one, like fierce beasts, rushing out with a roar, and heading straight for Wang Mo, the bald young man, and Xie Xiaozi!

The cold light flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, and he raised his right hand in a cold snort, pinched the trick, and shouted in his mouth: "Demon Wind!"

As soon as these words came out, a black wind suddenly appeared around Wang Mo's right hand, and in an instant, it filled the entire seventeenth layer, forming a monstrous black wind, rolling madly towards the surroundings.

In the roar of the black wind, there were two black dragons that came out, roaring with rage, and when a large yin wind blew out, with Wang Mo as the center, it swept out wildly.

The corpses that came from the impact immediately stopped and quickly retreated, although they were strong in life, but after they died at this moment, they were obviously controlled by a strange force, far worse than back then.

However, the number of these corpses is too large, so it is still not to be underestimated.

In the roar of the black wind, there were runes flickering on the bodies of those corpses, and these runes lit up at the same time, and in an instant, a seal was formed, which was invisible, but in the flickering of the countless words, it was immediately suppressed.

This kind of seal, Wang Mo is not the first time to encounter, when he fought with the Shi family, it brought him great trouble, at this moment, he immediately noticed, his complexion changed, Wang Mo's body immediately took a step forward, the ripples under his feet echoed, and his whole person disappeared without a trace.

The black wind howled, and the two black dragons roared angrily, sweeping around, rolling countless corpses, making these corpses seem to be in a violent wind, and they were all in a hurry.

There are even a few corpses, and the body directly "bangs" and collapses!

Wang Mo's figure conjured out next to one of the corpses, with a ruthless gaze, the two fingers of his right hand contained the will of heaven, pointing out, endless thunder light from the void, frantically condensing his fingers, in an instant, Wang Mo pointed at the head of a corpse in front of him!

The corpse's body trembled violently, and there was a moment of clarity in the hollow of his eyes, and with a hint of relief, the whole person collapsed with a "bang" and dissipated around.

However, at the moment when it dissipated, a divine power qi emanated from him and immediately drilled into Wang Mo's body, Wang Mo's eyes were fixed, but under observation, he found that this divine power qi did not cause him any harm, but fused with the golden bean of the Lord of Zhongheng.

This discovery made Wang Mo immediately ecstatic.

Wang Mo has not been able to find a way to increase the divine power of the golden bean in his body, every time the divine power is used, some of it will be consumed, and after a long time, once it is all used up, this golden bean will collapse.

In addition, the most important thing is that this divine power is the key to studying and comprehending the divine rain and the gathering order, the divine rain is better, but the gathering order, if there is not enough divine power, it will not be able to be used and pondered at all.

This is also the reason why Wang Mo has not studied these magic techniques.

At this moment, his eyes were shining, his body shook, and when the black wind filled the surroundings, he shouted in a low voice: "Shi Python, old-timer, guard the center, I'll deal with these outside!"

Wang Mo's body stepped on, the whole person melted into nothingness, and when he appeared, he was next to another dry corpse, his right index finger was together, his eyes showed thunder, and he came out directly, the dry corpse turned around suddenly, opened his mouth and exhaled a ball of dead air, and there was a rune flashing, going straight to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo frowned slightly, turned around and retreated, and when he melted into nothingness, he avoided the attack, and appeared behind another dry corpse, and his fingers suddenly clicked.

At the moment when the dry corpse turned around, it directly hit the opponent's body, and with a "bang", the dry corpse collapsed, and a large amount of divine power qi was released, chasing Wang Mo's body and blending into it.