[First of all, a grand thanks: Angry Duck Duck rewarded 10,000 starting coins]

[Secondly, Xiaolou has a high fever today, and it took almost a day to write a change, and there is no manuscript to save, and the second more should be owed, and it will be made up for the future saving point. 】

[Finally, with a slight modification to the previous chapter, first of all, the suction in the Nine Hells of Death will absorb the vitality of the monk until death. The second is that Teng Desire is not affected by this, although the suction power is still the same, but it does not reduce the vitality. 】

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Decades have passed since the last time someone tried to escape, and they have gradually forgotten about it, or rather, they have stopped thinking about this unrealistic question. So much so that if Teng wanted not ask, they would have ignored it. Now that I think of it, the eyes of the ugly woman and the yellow-toothed man suddenly light up.

"What if you don't cultivate, isn't this son affected by suction, it's just very slight. The old man in the distance shook his head, and a blue light appeared in his eyes and it was fleeting.

The old man's words pulled them back to reality and shattered the hope that had just risen.

"Also, no matter how slight it is, as long as you are attracted, the further down it goes, the stronger it becomes. Dahan sighed and stopped thinking about it.

"Which of you has been to this so-called hell?" Teng Desire's eyes flickered, quite solemn, and he seemed a little reckless to sneak in this time.

From the moment he fell into the Great Dragon Temple, his immortal consciousness with a diameter of more than eighty zhang had no Holy Realm breath, and no short sword breath. Originally, I wanted to leave, but then it would be too much of a loss, and I didn't kill the evil monk, just to make it easier to enter this Great Dragon Temple.

However, when he heard the moment of the Nine Hells of Death, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and countless pictures were set off, as if he had thought of something.

First of all, the common denominator in their memories from Kurong Yuemu and Yiheng is that there has only been one Saint Realm Ancestor in this Great Dragon Temple for hundreds of years.

Then there is the memory of Yiheng, the short sword turmoil thirty years ago, and finally it was taken away by a true powerhouse of the Holy Realm, which came from the Great Dragon Temple.

In the end, when the evil monk was desperate to crush him with the Fuhu Pagoda, the old voice was also from the Great Dragon Temple, and it was also a real holy realm!

After combining these three memories, the powerhouse of the Great Dragon Temple Holy Realm who took away the short sword in this horizontal memory is the same person as the old voice.

He had an answer in an instant, just thirty years, let a Saint Realm powerhouse weaken to the point of half a foot in a coffin, if it was ordinary, he might not care. But these thirty years are the thirty years that the other party took away the short sword, if you are not mistaken, the other party must have become like this because of this short sword.

The strangeness of this short sword made Teng Yu himself roar, and the ancestor of the dignified Dalong Temple personally took action, and it was impossible to give it to others.

Combined with the fact that when the other party hindered the evil monk from killing him, the phrase "bring him back" can first be concluded that the other party must be in the Great Dragon Temple. Secondly, since there is no one on the surface, it must be in this Nine Hells Death Prison.

In the understanding of the short sword, I want to hide people's eyes and ears and completely take possession of it, and close the pass!

Teng wanted to come for the short sword, and he came to the Great Dragon Temple, and he didn't care about going to this prison again. It's just that he didn't expect that the world in this prison was turned upside down.

This is indeed beyond his expectations.

In addition, there is no breath of this so-called Holy Realm Ancestor, let alone the breath of a short sword.

"It's not in the Great Dragon Temple, and it's not in the Nine Hells of Death, so where will it be. Teng Yu muttered and thought, at a loss, he looked at the faint white light above, frowned and asked, "Which of you has been there?"

"It's not above, it's below, and you can't come back if you go. ”

"Since you are all waiting for death, why don't you get rid of it as soon as possible? ”

"Liberation?hahaha, do you know why we call this hell?" the big man smiled miserably and said slowly, full of despair.

"Here, hell represents that life is better than death, and it is not so easy to want to die, even if it is suicide. The ugly woman took the big man's words and sat there, motionless.

"Suicide is not okay?"

"Boy, you can try it for yourself, you'll definitely regret it. ”

After hearing this, Teng Yu's face became more and more solemn, there were only eight wisps of immortal power at the moment, plus the two golden cinnamon that had not yet been absorbed, it was only nine wisps, no more, no less, he was silent for a while and then asked, "Is there a survivor?"

"You mean you went down there and came back?"

"Yes. ”

"I only have her in my memory......" The old man with a blue light in his eyes suddenly spoke, pointed ahead, and Teng Yi looked at it, stunned for a moment.

"The cage on the other side of the river?"

"Exactly, that was thirty years ago, and when she was imprisoned here, she made a lot of noise and climbed up the iron pillar like crazy, thinking that she could escape.

Then the suction force became stronger and stronger, and the screams continued. In the end, a big black hand stretched out from the cage and grabbed her back, and the light of the Buddha shone brightly, condensing into a big Buddha, and suppressing her to this day. The old man said, sounding like he had been here for many years.

"She?, is there a person in that cage?" Teng wanted to speak, and the perception in his immortal consciousness was obviously a treasure, pure and immaculate.

"If you don't see the look or hear the sound, but just feel, it's like a jewel. The old man used to think so, but when I heard them talk about it, I realized that it was a rare and exotic girl who was unique in ten thousand......"

"Exotic girl......" Teng Yu muttered, as if thinking of the scene when he was in Nirvana, the ugly monk said that he was full of treasures, and he was from a foreign land.

"I haven't really seen her, but I heard that she is going back to a foreign land, she wants to go home.

Speaking of which, your aura is very similar to hers, and it is very pure, are you also the legendary foreigner?" asked the ugly woman in confusion.

"It's not. ”

"It doesn't matter if he is a foreign land or not, even if the immortals come, I'm afraid he will be cornered. The big man smiled mockingly, and the novelty of the coming was quickly dissipating.

"Nonsense, ahem...... Immortals are immortal, supreme beings, how can they be trapped here.

Not to mention immortals, even human immortals or heavenly realm powers can easily get out of trouble. In the cage on the right side of the ugly woman, a hoarse retort suddenly came out, accompanied by a cough, as if she had just woken up.

Poor with little life, as if dying.

It is very sad to look at these existences that are strong people if they are placed outside, but they are full of despair here, and they can only wait for death silently if they have strong cultivation.

Listening to their words, Teng Xiang smiled bitterly, immortal immortal, he, this immortal will really not be able to get out for a while.

"Why should a foreigner who has no cultivation be imprisoned in the middle, why should he use Buddha statues to suppress ......" he fell into deep thought in silence.

"Buddha statue, thirty years ago, exotic...... Could it be that ......" After a while, Teng wanted to suddenly have a flash of inspiration, as if he had thought of something.

He turned out the two golden cinnamons, crushed them fiercely, and absorbed all the spiritual energy, reaching nine wisps of immortal power again, and the range of immortal consciousness suddenly increased by ten zhang.

Under the surprise of the ugly woman and the big man, Teng Desire's eyes froze, bursts of white light appeared, and the immortal qi reverberate, directly penetrating the black mist, crossing the river, and looking at the cage nearly fifty zhang away from him.

"Thirty years ago, this was too coincidental with the time when the dagger was taken away. He muttered, his eyes bursting with blinding light like a white moon, and he stared at the little girl about his age in the cage.

"How so...... How could it be ...... in her body?"