Chapter Seventy-Five: The Three-Layer Demon Prison
The third floor of the Hell.
The blood of the heavenly dome was as thick as mercury, and the shadow of Shura haunted the blood mountain.
The male is ugly and spits the poisonous smoke of Shura, which corrodes all things, and the female is charming and charming, covering her body with thin veil, and spitting red and divine smoke from her mouth.
Both kinds of Shura are difficult to deal with, comparable to those who know the Tao of the God Realm, with derivative awareness, the spiritual wisdom is no different from ordinary people, and the cunning is abnormal.
Stepping into the third-layer demon prison, they are all the arrogance among the disciples of the three sects, but despite this, most of them are surrounded and killed in groups of three or five, and they will never dare to provoke more than five Shura alone.
Qi Tian stepped into the third layer, only a sword, he knew the vast void of the sea, and after condensing ten swords, he had a sense and faintly knew his limit.
The dark red earth, there are only Taoists, there are no Shura, some scattered cultivators gather, their breath is profound, but Qi Tian's sword knowledge is majestic, and he can probably sense the other party's cultivation, I am afraid that it is beyond the scope of the realm of knowing the gods.
Some of the scattered cultivators were slightly stunned when they saw Qi Tian, but they didn't pay attention to it, only that it was a high-minded and arrogant disciple of the three sects who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he broke into the third layer alone, and he was afraid that he would die soon.
"Let's see if this kid can withstand the temptation of those Shura, I'm afraid he won't survive tonight. โ
Some Sanxiu sighed: "Lao Tzu's state of mind has not waved, and he is still stirred up by the anger, he is really a group of goblins, and he has no Taoist consciousness and transformation of the form, so he can't be provoked at all." โ
"Have you heard, recently, that demon has returned, and it is rumored that Dao consciousness has not only transformed into a shape, but has also transformed into as many as twenty Dao. โ
"Yes, the Ordinary Consciousness Divine Realm, I can't bear his Dao Sense at all, and it will collapse all of a sudden, that is, we and others, the unity of consciousness and power, after the Gangfeng Temper, it is difficult to suppress it all of a sudden, and we need to deal with it carefully. โ
"This kind of Dao knowledge, if you rush into the Tengyun Realm, not to mention go straight to the Nine Heavens, you will definitely be able to break through the Triple Heaven and Earth and break through the sound barrier. โ
Qi Tian's sword sense is strong, and he can't escape his ears and eyes for several miles, and when he heard a few people talking, his heart was slightly shocked, and his Dao knowledge turned into a shape, twenty Dao, even if he is far from it now.
But in an instant, his eyes lit up and he rushed into several mountains of blood.
There was a beautiful sound in his ears, and Qi Tian rushed into it and saw many Shura.
In a valley of hundreds of zhang, dozens of Shura were in it, doing that kind of thing, sitting on the ground in the open air, and the sound of the waves spread for miles.
The heart is hot, and in the eyes, a piece of white greasy and round, slender waist and round buttocks, like mutton fat and white jade, up and down, more than happy, and even Yin Yin Fangcao can be seen, a few points of dew crystal clear.
"What people!"
Qi Tian's heart jumped, and he knew that the sword sense of the right person fluctuated, and he was noticed by the Shura.
"Don't do it, it's a child! It's so bold to come here alone, why don't you let the slave family serve you well, and let you taste this hellish bliss." โ
A Shura got up, charming and delicate, with a layer of silkworm veil like mist on his body, looming the undulating mountains, revealing two white thighs that were crystal white and greasy, slender and round, exuding a jade-like water light.
The fragrant tongue lightly added red lips, and wisps of red smoke overflowed from his mouth and nose, the fragrance was soft and soft, and there was a sweet and greasy feeling that hit his heart.
Taking a deep breath, Qi Tian closed his eyes, opened them again after a few breaths, and an incomparable sharp qi rose up, the air was torn, and a thunderous sword roar sounded.
"Crack!"
With a deep sigh, the purple bamboo sword was instantly unsheathed, the ancient mountain was thunderous, and Qi Tian stepped out in one step, and came to the front of the Shura.
Poofโโ
The purple bamboo sword slashed like a bamboo, and the demon yuan that Shura hastily gave birth to collapsed in an instant, and the demon blood splashed everywhere in an instant.
"Kill him, eat his flesh, drink his blood, refine his oil, and sacrifice the magic lamp!"
There were Shura shouting, a pair of Shura's wings opened, and dozens of Shura surrounded Qi Tian at once, like a group of beasts surrounding and killing, and Qi Tian was regarded as a dead thing.
"I don't know what is dead or alive, even the sword cultivator dares to walk into the third floor alone now, it seems that my Shura clan has been really merciful in recent years. โ
"Yes, please order King Shura, kill the demon hell!
Many Shura shouted, and the demonic qi surged, condensing into demonic clouds above the valley, converging into ghost faces.
"Boy, what are your last words, we're going to eat when we're done!"
A Shura's bloody mouth opened, revealing its fangs, Shura's wings flapped, and his blood pupils were hideous, staring at Qi Tian deadly.
His eyes were cold, and he glanced at it, and without saying a word, Qi Tian directly knocked out the relics.
Without Qi Tian's urging, after sensing many Shura, the relics were suspended in the air, and bursts of Buddha light turned into a huge cage, which put dozens of Shura into it.
The golden Buddha light burned, and the head of Shura screamed miserably, and the skin and flesh were smoking, and they were slowly turned into blood water.
"Relics!"
"Run!"
The only two-headed Shura sensed that something was wrong, and got out of the Buddha's light in time, and before they could ascend into the sky, a sword light was like thunder, roaring for nine days, and in an instant, he slashed his waist, and the two turned into four.
Falling into the cage of Buddha's light, the two Shura were killed instantly, and after ten breaths, Qi Tian put away the relics, and in the valley and the earth, there were fifty-six green soul beads flashing with cyan divine light, and the majestic aura of consciousness gathered into a strand, which was extremely pure.
The day passes.
Fifteen swords rushed up to the sky, shattering a demonic cloud and returning to silence.
Walking out of the valley, Qi Tian's eyes became more and more cold, and the fifty-six green soul beads actually helped him condense five swords and fifteen swords to suppress, even if the three-layer demonic qi of this demon prison was soaring into the sky, his heart was as clear as ice, and he was not moving like a mountain.
Eighteen days have passed, and it has been a month since he was in the Demon Prison, and this month, Qi Tian did not leave the Demon Prison for half a step, and suppressed it with the light of the Buddha Relic, and many Shura had no power to resist, and they were all killed.
Walking in the third layer of the Demon Prison, many Daoists also gradually learned that a disciple of the Qingyun Sect had survived for more than half a month with a sword cultivation body, alone with a sword.
The three-layer demon prison has begun to appear vast, and at the end of the three layers, it is the falling demon abyss.
The Falling Demon Abyss is bottomless, a deep stream of demonic hell, sometimes there is a yin wind roaring, the demon roar is shocking, there is no blood cloud in the sky for thousands of miles, but it is dark red like blood, and the blood is rich, almost turning into a boundless sea of blood.
Qi Tian stepped into it, and in the last month, he wanted to enter the fourth layer of the Demon Prison, the fourth layer survived the Great Shura, which was comparable to the peak of God Recognition, and the Blue Soul Bead could help him complete his sword sense completely.
When he first entered the abyss, Qi Tian saw a lot of scattered cultivation, converging towards a mountain stream, and in the distance, there seemed to be a general trend rushing to the sky, and the town was in all directions, and he was moved by the majestic place.
"That demon was surrounded, he beheaded the second elder of Biyun, many scattered cultivators decided to kill him, and some disciples of the three sects retreated, unwilling to wade into this troubled water, and they also failed to escape. โ
"Dare to kill the second elder of Biyun, that demon is also tired of life, the three-layer demon prison, but in the world of scattered cultivation, kill him, and the three sects will not know. โ
These people's eyes turned slightly, and they faintly fell on Qi Tian.
The next moment, Qi Tian snorted coldly, and a sharp aura burst out, shattering the eyes of several scattered cultivators.
With a muffled snort, several scattered cultivators withdrew their gazes, and at the same time silenced, looking at Qi Tian's gaze with a little more jealousy, and more with a cold chill.
"Damn, Lao Tzu is fed up, these disciples of the three sects have their eyes above the top, and they never put us in their eyes, and after a while, even this kid will be killed!"
"Yes, kill him, this kid can get here, there must be something good on him!"
"Slaughter him, we divide it equally!"
Many scattered cultivation transmissions slowly dispersed, faintly protecting Qi Tian in the center.
Knowing the sword and suppressing, Qi Tian's eyes do not squint, these scattered cultivations, not yet in his eyes, congenital insufficiency, do not seek manpower to make up for it, but exhaust the mechanism, after all, it will mess up the Dao heart, and it is difficult to achieve something.
Crossing a deep valley, on top of a cliff, Qi Tian saw Bu Qingtian, his white clothes were stained with blood, he was kneeling on the peak, his black hair was like ink, covering half of his face. (Ask for recommendation votes, favorite swordsmen, everyone give Liha, ten steps three times a day, and it will explode after it is put on the shelves!