Containing mountains but having a sacred name, Hongbao burns gold and does not succeed.

With the immortals guarding the toilet, the chickens and dogs may live forever.

The world is pursuing cultivation to become a god, wanting to seek eternal immortality, throughout the ages, how many people have made unremitting efforts for this, but really do this, break through to the martial gods, and fly to the immortal world, but there are only a handful, at present, there are many strong people in the martial saint level in the underworld, but there is no one martial god on the bright side.

According to rumors, there are eight martial saints in the Martial God Temple in Hanshan City, these eight martial saints are all immortals who have been hidden for thousands of years, and they have not appeared for nearly a thousand years, like the more famous four people: Bai Jiugong, Chu Naxi, and Buqian, Zhuge Mingshan, this is the strongest force in the Martial God Temple, in addition, there are four people who are the killers of the dark level of the Martial God Temple, but they have never appeared in Hanshan City, and no one has ever known who it is, because there is no record in the history of the Martial God Temple.

Of course, the eight martial saints of the Martial God Temple have never been fixed, however, since there have been no major events in the underworld for nearly a thousand years, the martial saint-level powerhouses have been dormant for thousands of years, and I don't know if there are any new changes.

Moreover, the lifespan of the Martial Saint is long, as long as there is no change, it can always live for more than 10,000 years, so the changes of the Eight Great Martial Saints are not frequent, and it often takes thousands of years to change.

The new Eight Great Martial Saints have only been in office for more than 2,000 years, and it is the year of the fight, and there is no possibility of change at all. For thousands of years, there may be new martial saints, but the advancement of martial saints is not easy, and it is often an outlier to be able to promote one star in a thousand years.

A thousand years of time, that is, to stabilize the realm of the junior martial saint, unless there is another adventure, otherwise it is the junior martial saint who wanders at the level of one star and two stars, and it is the weakest existence at the level of the martial saint, and among the top forces of the major top organizations, it is just the existence of the bottom, and it will take thousands of years of precipitation and accumulation to replace the older generation of martial saints.

Although the major top forces have the existence of martial saints, but there is no doubt that the strength of the Martial God Temple is the strongest in Hanshan City, and the old man of Hanshan created the Martial God Temple, and then under the vigorous development of the previous hall masters, there is no doubt that it has become the absolute master of Hanshan City. Although there are some other forces in Hanshan City, they are all affiliated forces or families that are attached to the Martial God Temple.

The Martial God Temple is the trunk of this big tree, and they are the branches and leaves of this big tree.

For the growth of their own forces, each force can be said to spare no effort, because, in this world where force is respected, whoever has a hard fist has more right to speak, and can get enough benefits, and can cut more parts from the big cake of Hanshan City, the more harvest, then with the support of massive resources, the growth of force will be more rapid, so that a virtuous circle will be formed, and the strength will become stronger and stronger. If the force declines, the vicious circle, then the whole force will get worse and weaker, and the final result will be annihilation.

Therefore, when Bai Butong defeated the second brother of Martial Emperor Guanxi Guan with the body of a martial king, the news spread from the Martial God Temple, the entire Hanshan City was boiling, a peerless genius, if such a genius joined his own forces, as long as he cultivated diligently, he would achieve Emperor Wu and Wu Zong in less than a hundred years, and after a thousand years, he might be a martial emperor and a martial saint, and a martial saint and a martial saint who can challenge beyond the level, hehe, needless to say, everyone knows that it is an invincible existence.

If the martial god doesn't come out, who will compete with him? With a sword in hand, I have it in the world.

Such a person, such a handsome person, who can not be blushing, who can ignore it, so the major forces in Hanshan City began to act. Bai Butong's ears began to become unclean, and Mei Xue Xiaowu's threshold was broken one after another. There are those who directly ask for to join, and there are also those who come to ask for relatives, and want to marry their daughters and granddaughters to Bai Butong, and so on. Bai Butong was so annoyed that he had no intention of cultivating, so he had to rent a spiritual room in the Martial God Temple, and came to practice behind closed doors.

Fortunately, such days were not long, and soon the day when Mei Xue's team entered the Prison of Death finally arrived.

Looking at the cloudy sky and the gray sky in Yaoliao, Bai Butong couldn't help but feel deeply sad, and muttered to himself.

"Looking at the cloudy sky from afar, it is good to stand in the mountains. I don't know where I will go, and I will send it back for a few years. ”

It's time to leave Hanshan City and go to the unknown prison of the god of death. Although there is a long way to go, I don't know what else will happen, what I will encounter, what I will experience, and what heights I can reach in the end. But it is this ignorance of the unknown and the search for the uncertainty of the future that makes Bai Butong's eyes flickering at this moment, full of longing, and full of curiosity about the prison of death.

The persistent pursuit of the Tao made Bai Butong full of tenacious fighting spirit.

Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning. The loud horn has sounded, once the pace of progress is taken, there is no longer any back road, the only way is to move forward non-stop, no matter how Cangshan is, no matter how the remnant sun is, choose, you must have the courage to be responsible to the end.

The wheel of fate is rolling forward, and the Hell's Reaper is calling for Mei Xue's team, and Bai Butong's Grim Reaper mode is slowly opening.

Originally, if in the battle, Bai Butong, who broke through to become the Soul Emperor, would not be able to enter the prison of death, but with the twists and turns of fate, with the help of the second brother of Guanxi Guan's dying moment, the suppression of the Yuan Stone. The wheel of fate pulled back Bai Butong, who had deviated from the course, and he became the Soul Emperor again, so he had to succumb to the arrangement of fate, continue the journey in the future, and start the journey of the Hell.

The seven members of the Meixue squad are all gathered: the captain Hu Shi Niang, the peak of the strength of the martial emperor, is good at making the butterfly dance double sword; the vice captain Wu Luoshen, the nine-star martial emperor, is good at calculation, and makes the Luo Shen swordsmanship; the team members are good at joining forces, comparable to the quasi-martial emperor, the eight-star martial emperor, and the specialty of the secret weapon; the team member Xiao Xiao, the nine-star martial emperor, is good at long-range combat, the bow and arrow are hundreds of shots, and is a master of remote control, and the melee combat uses a pair of son-mother knives, and the knife is vicious; the team member and Weiwei, the eight-star martial emperor, has a pungent personality, which makes the weapon very hot and is a parting hook that promotes people to leave; team member Bai Butong, the peak martial king, the half-hung soul emperor, the soul domain is banned, can not be used, good at making the mountain sword technique, able to skip the challenge.

Captain Hu Shi Niang gave an order, and the seven-person team stepped into the spatial passage into the Prison of Death, which was on the fourth floor of the Martial God Temple, and the entire space on the fourth floor was a spatial passage, and the passage to the Prison of Death was only accessible to the strong Martial Emperor.

Once you enter the prison of death, life and death are all fate. Thousands of battles were won, and even defeats were lost.

The prison of death is full of dangers, one step at a time, one place at a time. It can be described as the place of life and death, the Jedi of life, the cage of fate, everything is spoken of strength and wisdom, there is no both, and you can only give your life to the fate of nothingness. Therefore, in the prison of death, absolute strength does not guarantee that you can survive, but it is definitely an important basis for survival, of course, if your luck is enough against the sky, then here will be a strong pillar and bargaining chip that will make your strength grow by leaps and bounds, and it will definitely allow you to win the pot and bowl are full, the so-called three years do not fly, soar to the sky, it is definitely not a dream here, because many martial arts and martial saint level powerhouses are here to wear buns, and finally win the laurels of martial arts.

As soon as you step into the space channel, you will see that the surrounding time and space are like meteors shuttling, and the layers of nebulae are like strange whirlpools, flipping, swimming, birthing, and disappearing, and the time and space are born and disappear with each other.

Between the birth and death of time and space, hurricanes, tornadoes, and tsunamis-like explosions of time and space, following the waves, I don't know how many hours have passed, as if it is far away, and it seems that there is only between breaths, and my feet have stepped on the ground. Like a spacecraft flying in the sky, it suddenly landed, and the body could not adapt to the new gravity and space, and after a short period of standing, the deep space channel gradually disappeared.

Mei Xue's team began to observe the surroundings, and after surveying that there was no danger around, the seven of them were finally able to catch their breath. After all, in the dangerous prison of death, a short period of calm is very rare. In the face of the impending disaster, everyone is full of anticipation and hesitation. The other members of Mei Xue's team are okay, and they can treat it with a normal heart when they return to this world of blood and fire, life and death that they once fought.

Bai Butong's thoughts were a little different, he carefully observed this new world, compared with the underworld. The environment here is obviously different, compared to the necromantic realm, the necromantic qi here is richer and purer, the rich necromantic mist can be seen with the naked eye, but the vitality in it is extremely thin. In Bai Butong's body, the dantian sea was like a volcano, and the true yuan around the golden pill rolled up a monstrous wave, devouring the meridians and the necromantic qi in the air like a whirlpool, gathering towards Bai Butong's body. The necromantic qi in the space was stirred up and boiled all of a sudden, like a sharp waterfall and torrent, squeezing into the skin, bones, muscles, meridians, and dantian of Bai Butong's body, and soon became full, bulging, bulging to the limit, and then, cracking and shattering. didn't wait for Bai Butong to react at all, and it was miraculously healed, reborn, and then swollen, cracked, healed, and reborn again......

I don't know how many times I've gone through this repetition, but I can only roughly remember nine times. After nine times, it seems that Bai Butong's body hair and skin have been tempered to the extreme, and the dantian is also overflowing, and it seems that there is a trace of it that can be promoted to the Martial Emperor, but this trace of true yuan is always dissatisfied. Although the necromantic qi of the outside world was automatically sucked into it as Han Shan was absolutely inhaled, it was like a bottomless deep pool, but it could no longer set off a single ripple.