Under the Ghost Eye Spring, it was pitch black and cold.

It's all ghost essence, and for ghost cultivators, it can be regarded as a blessed land.

But for Xiao Qi, it feels really fucked.

With his Da Luo Jin Immortal realm, he felt that the further down he went, the more numb his skin became irritated.

This spring water is the condensation of the ghost qi of the Ghost Realm Fort for thousands of years, and the energy is extremely pure, and when there is a chance, you must scavenge these things away, maybe when you will be able to use them in the future.

While pondering, Xiao Qi unfolded his extreme speed and dived down quickly.

There is also the advantage of not bringing anyone else, that is, there is no burden.

It's freer to be alone, and at this moment, I completely let go of my cultivation, and the immortal energy around my body is surging, and the speed of diving is really the same as lightning.

After a few breaths, a sudden mist appeared under the spring.

Xiao Qi stopped his figure, glared at the fiery eyes and glanced in, uh, there were hideous and terrifying imps everywhere, chaining some living souls, and then clamping his tongue with iron tongs.

While clamping back, he held the whip and kept whipping the soul.

The iron tongs pulled the tongue out of the living soul's mouth little by little, stretching the tongue longer and longer, and finally uprooting it out, dripping with blood.

The creatures trembled and twitched, and let out a terrible and hoarse moan.

Damn, this is above the eighteenth layer of hell.

Legend has it that the eighteenth layer of hell is in the Ten Kings Palace, but I didn't expect that the ghost eye spring water under this ghost realm fortress could actually be stolen into hell.

Below, it must be the first level of tongue-pulling hell.

Although Xiao Qi is not afraid that he will be in hell, not to mention his Da Luo Golden Immortal body, even if it is those innate spirit treasures in the ring, any of them can protect him through the eighteen layers of hell safely.

But it's one thing to have faith, and it's another thing to look at the misery of hell and not be moved.

The ghosts and ghosts in the underworld, they are all used to it, and they don't feel anything when they look at the miserable state of these living souls.

But when Xiao Qi saw it in his eyes, he really had goosebumps all over his body.

After thinking about it, he casually took out the map of the mountains and rivers society, stimulated the spiritual treasure with immortal energy, put it on the top of his head, took a deep breath, and plunged into the hell of pulling out his tongue.

The eighteen layers of hell are the places where the living soul suffers from sins and karma after death.

Here, no matter how high your cultivation was during your lifetime, as long as you are thrown into hell after death, you can only taste all kinds of suffering, and you will not be reincarnated forever.

Xiao Qi was holding the Holy Innate Spirit Treasure, exuding a peak momentum all over his body, and as soon as he entered the Tongue Pulling Hell, those evil ghost Yin soldiers who were enforcing the law first showed a hideous look on their faces, and then their expressions were shocked, turned into panic, and they dodged one after another.

Just kidding, that is the momentum of the peak of Da Luo Jin Xian, and it feels even more terrifying than Emperor Xudu.

And Xiao Qi, who slowly walked through the hell of pulling out his tongue, was really like an immortal in the heavenly court, recovering his ancient costume, with long hair hanging down his shoulders, and he was freehand.

His current appearance is the true appearance of his ontology after fusing with Sun Wukong.

The expression is cold, the face is stiff, and the eyebrows are full of unruly expressions.

Because of the cruel scenes of the tongue-pulling hell, Xiao Qi's brows were furrowed, and his face always exuded a sense of anger, and the little ghosts in the shocked hell were silent.

After a few breaths, when he was about to get out of the tongue-pulling hell, his heart suddenly moved, and he looked back at the center of hell.

In the center of the hell, there was a circle of pitch-black flames burning, and in the center of the flames, there was a faint black halo flickering.

I don't know why, Xiao Qi's big data space suddenly spun a few times at a rapid pace.

But a Buddha bead appeared in his mind, the color of the Buddha bead was pitch black, and there were flame patterns on the surface connected in a circle, which looked incomparably powerful.

It's strange, what kind of thing is this, it can cause a reaction in the big data space.

Jizo Bodhisattva said, there is a big opportunity of his own down here, is that referring to this thing?

It can't be that simple, right?

In any case, if you can arouse your heart, you must not let it go.

Xiao Qi's eyes flashed, his right hand stretched out, and his palm brought a violent suction, directly sucking the pitch-black halo in the middle of the dark fire into his hand.

His behavior frightened the little ghosts in the entire tongue-pulling hell suddenly went crazy, and they even roared and roared, and rushed towards Xiao Qi without fear of death.

"Hmph, look for death. ”

Xiao Qi snorted coldly, made a seal with one hand, and shouted in a deep voice: "Om." ”

The mantra of Buddhism has great lethality to the ghost cultivation of the underworld, and as soon as the mantra comes out, countless swastikas and golden mantras fly in the space, and the entire tongue-pulling hell is shocked with a loud bang.

A violent shock wave swept out from Xiao Qi's body, shaking all the little ghosts and evil pawns away.

Xiao Qi stretched out his hand to look at the things in his hand, and thought to himself, what the hell is so important, it actually makes these little ghosts ignore their cultivation and intercept themselves without fear of death.

Looking carefully at the things in his hand, when the black mist spread out little by little, there was a Buddhist bead inside.

It's exactly the same as the Buddha beads that appear in my mind.

Holding this Buddha bead, Xiao Qi had an illusion in his mind again, which was the scene of hell with his tongue pulled.

All of a sudden, I understood.

Therefore, according to legend, there was no terrible setting of hell in the underworld, and the eighteen layers of hell were brought by the Buddha and put in the underworld to punish the souls of those wicked.

And this Buddha bead is the body of hell, also known as the hell rosary.

This kind of hell rosary, a total of eighteen, represents the eighteen hells.

Xiao Qi was overjoyed in his heart, even if this thing was not the so-called big opportunity, but he saw through it, then he had to take it for himself, as the saying goes, if you have a advantage, you don't take advantage of it.

Thinking of this, his heart flashed, and a divine thought shot out of his eyebrows, and he shot quickly towards the prayer beads.

Who would have thought that the divine thought was about to be printed on the rosary, and suddenly, this pitch-black rosary exploded with a bang, and countless ghostly chains shot out in an instant.

These chains seemed to have eyes, and they rolled towards Xiao Qi frantically.

At the same time, the rosary trembled violently in a tiny space, exuding a strong aura, wanting to break away from Xiao Qi's hand.

", a rosary, you can't do it. ”

Xiao Qi scolded, and a hundred feet of tall demon body suddenly flashed behind him, and the huge demon monkey image stretched out a pair of plush paws, directly protecting Xiao Qi in the palm of his hand.

Then, with a flick of his right hand, he sacrificed a holy innate spiritual treasure, Taiji Tu.

As soon as the Taiji diagram came out, it immediately transformed into yin and yang, emitting a dazzling light, and the two qi of yin and yang turned into yin and yang fish, surrounding the hell rosary, completely restraining this black bead.

The Hell Rosary seems to have spirituality, bursting with ferocity, even if it is suppressed by the Taiji Diagram, it still struggles, transmitting bursts of bloody and evil aura.

Xiao Qi controlled the Taiji Diagram with all his might, this magic weapon was not easy to drive even with the power of Da Luo Jin Xian, it was quite difficult, plus he had to hold the mountains and rivers and maintain the demon body and law appearance, and for a while, he was tired and sweaty.

After a few moments, the ferocity of the Hell Rosary was finally suppressed for a moment.

Xiao Qi wiped the sweat on his forehead casually, and scolded hatefully: "No matter how special you are, the Seventh Master will directly destroy you." ”

After speaking, he controlled his divine thoughts and printed the Hell Prayer Bead again.

This time, it finally worked.

The moment Xiao Qi's divine thoughts were imprinted on the prayer beads, all the little ghosts and evil pawns in the entire tongue-pulling hell trembled and knelt down one after another, worshipping endlessly.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Qi laughed wildly.

But before he could laugh a few times, he suddenly froze, and his divine thoughts felt a trace of strange aura in the hell rosary.

Damn, that's demonic.

Could it be that the Hell Rosary is the product of a false Buddha?'