Chapter 913: The merit is immeasurable

Ascension is risky, and Ascension needs to be cautious.

In the past years, Lu Yun has witnessed many ascensions, and has experienced several ascensions, but his ascension is all in order, and the plane after ascension is also a normal plane, although there are some waves, but it is still in psychological expectations.

However, the ascension of those monks in this plane is a big pit.

Of course, to say that they are ascending, in fact, they are being elevated, and they have come to the Spirit Immortal Realm through the ancient teleportation array.

Then, like pigs coming from an assembly line, they are processed one by one.

Indeed, in Lu Yun's eyes today, the teleportation array that was connected to the mortal realm and the spirit immortal realm was like an assembly line for transporting pigs, and the gods, the Yuanying monks, were just little things that were transported to the teleportation array in a daze and didn't know what was about to happen.

When they were actually delivered, they knew what they were going to face, and by then, it was too late.

Some of the cultivators of the Yuan Infant Transformation God Realm were at a loss, puzzled in their hearts, there were already ancestral god-level puppets surrounding them.

"Hahaha......"

On the surface of the earth, there were hundreds of figures, all of them with a body ten thousand feet tall, the dark aura filled the void, and the blood-red eyes stared at the countless monks.

The majestic figures of the Hundred Dao are all at the level of the ancestral gods, and for the Avatar Yuan Infant Cultivators who are not even heavenly immortals, there is naturally nothing to say, just the aura they exude is enough to make all the monks present collapse.

That's the terrifying feeling that just looking at you can kill you!

One look at you and let you die, this is indeed a kind of horror, and what is even more terrifying is that they can let you die at a glance, but they will not let you die, what they need is to make you live rather than die.

Otherwise, with so many ancestral god puppets, how could those "powerhouses" of the god realm who had "soared" hundreds of years ago still exist?

As soon as some wise monks thought about it, they also reflected it, and the old demon trembled in his heart, feeling that his whole life was about to end.

"Where is this?"

Among the countless monks, one of the golden-robed men forcibly spoke in horror, "This is not the Spirit Immortal Realm......

In his imagination, the immortal realm should be full of heaven and earth vitality, which can make his stagnant cultivation go further, and, in addition to the unimaginable aura, the immortal world should also have some atmosphere in the immortal world, such as kind-hearted immortals, dancing pavilions, drinking and playing, that is the life of immortals, unlike now, there is heaven and earth vitality, but they are raised as pigs......

"This is the Immortal Realm. ”

A majestic voice laughed, and then with a wave of his hand, a huge cloth bag appeared in the void, sucking the monk who was still thinking about life into it.

What is not the Immortal Realm? This is the Immortal Realm! Is it that the vitality of heaven and earth here is not sufficient, or they don't know the danger of cultivation? These monks are not also immortals in the hearts of mortals, and the place where they live is not also regarded by mortals as a sacred land of immortals, but the "immortals" in the eyes of these mortals are not often killing people and taking treasures, so why can't there be killing in the Immortal Realm?

The puppets of the Ancestral God Realm already had their own thoughts, and on the one hand, they put these test items into their cloth bags, and on the other hand, they were thinking about other things.

"More playthings. The master will be happier! I'll send the playthings, and you're here to serve the disobedient. ”

One of the ancestral puppets took the lead in speaking, and the other puppets all nodded in agreement. It was a different kind of experience to torture the newcomers and make them feel happy, especially listening to the newcomers' begging for mercy.

"In the eyes of ordinary people, the immortal realm is actually just a cave. ”

Lu Yun looked at the Immortal Realm Continent, this continent was actually much smaller than the Mortal Realm, the entire continent was shrouded in a huge formation, and in the central core of the continent, there was a faint light green mist, deep in the mist. There is a majestic cave in the faint air. This is the only place on the entire continent that Ji Ning and they dare not invade.

This cave is the place where the master of the ancestral god puppet lives.

"What a strong resentment. ”

On a black wasteland, Lu Yun looked at the huge black buildings in the distance.

Above the huge black building, the resentment was swirling, already substantial, some of the resentment glowed red, even black, but the resentment at the highest place had been transformed into dark green resentment, which was the rich and incomparably dark green resentment that had accumulated after the resentment of countless monks over the endless years, and the resentment sometimes turned into angry and resentful faces. Even if ten hundred chaos worlds were destroyed, there would not be such a strong resentment.

It is conceivable that the resentment of these monks is very strong!

They ascended from the mortal realm, thinking of improving their cultivation, but they did not expect that they were facing the torture of almost eternal life and eternal perversion, which made their bodies and souls almost collapse, but there was always a Dao law that made them unable to die.

Life is worse than death, and it is more terrifying than death.

"Such a Daojun is really a loss of the name Daojun. ”

Lu Yun shook his head, he saw countless punishments and tortures in the huge prison, and the entire prison was created to torture monks. It is important to know that the eighteen layers of hell in the Three Realms are ultimately to punish those who have committed great sins, but there is only one purpose here...... The torture is a hundred times more terrifying, enough to make any monk who still has some heart look at the color change, not only for these monks to feel extremely sympathetic, but also to make people hate the initiator - a Taoist monarch.

Daojun has done things to this point, and he has indeed lost Daojun's face.

High-level monks, such as Lu Yun and the like, generally don't torture and kill low-level monks, because it's not necessary and meaningless. An ordinary person can destroy hundreds of thousands of ants, but few people will deliberately burn and drown those hundreds of thousands of ants.

And why is it necessary?

"Leave me alone!"

"Spare me, I can make cows and horses for my seniors!"

"Ah, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

"Begging for mercy can't swim, they devils will only keep torturing you!"

“......”

The voices of the new and the old were mixed together, making this place more cruel and chaotic than the eighteen layers of hell, and the desperate thoughts and angry emotions almost turned into substance, floating above the huge cage, wandering towards another place, and then disappearing, as if swallowed up.

Lu Yun's eyes looked at the place where emotions were swallowed, and there, there was a Dao Jun.

It was a rickety old man, and he was also a first-class Dao monarch.

Lu Yun waved his hand and killed him!

The merit of the sky is greater, and it is greater than the merit of Nuwa Niangniang refining stones to make up for the sky......

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