A sword slashed through the void, and the old and cold short sword slashed at the old immortal with a sword, and the illusion turned into nothingness.

Ye Linfeng successfully broke through the third gate and broke his heart barrier.

At the fourth gate, Ye Linfeng had already walked towards the fourth gate, his eyes were still so resolute, and his steps were still so firm.

There was an extra Blue Emperor Sword in his hand, and Ye Linfeng at this moment was like a killing god, murderous.

The fourth gate is a sword array, Ye Linfeng stepped in, and when he landed, thousands of sword shadows stabbed him, unexpectedly, as fast as lightning.

With a bang, the Blue Emperor Sword was unsheathed, and Ye Linfeng did not hold the Blue Emperor Sword in his hand, but slashed with the imperial sword.

The faint sword shadow, like a sudden rainstorm, stabbed Ye Linfeng.

Ye Linfeng pinched his fingers and used a set of hairpin flower sword rain of the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect, and the Qingdi Sword turned into thousands of pale cyan tiny sword shadows in an instant, like a small hairpin flower, and attacked the sword array like a torrential rain.

The two can be described as-for-tat, and after these two sword shadows meet, they cancel each other out.

A rain of swords in the sword array struck again.

Ye Linfeng let out a clear whistle, pinched his fingers, the movement was very fast, and it looked very mysterious.

"Borrow the east wind!"

The Blue Emperor Sword returned to a sword, and the blade of the sword suddenly turned, and an amazing scene appeared.

The Blue Emperor Sword turned into a gust of wind after the blade turned.

Call!

The gust of wind that the Blue Emperor Sword turned into blew towards the rain of swords that came towards him.

The strong gust of wind blew halfway through, and suddenly rolled up, giving birth to a scorching current, like a colorless scorching flame.

This scorching air flow, like a stream of fire, fell towards the oncoming rain of swords, although this scorching air flow had no color, it was a flame, a colorless flame.

As for why it is called a flame, it is because the temperature of this scorching air stream has exceeded that of ordinary flames.

Rumble!

This scorching air flow quickly spread in the rain of swords with the momentum of a prairie fire, and there were bursts of explosions in the rain of swords.

This scorching air flow swept away all the violent sword rain, and the colorless flames swallowed up the sword rain.

"Sword opens the gate of heaven!" Ye Linfeng let out a low cry again, and the colorless flame turned into the Blue Emperor Sword again in an instant, and the sword intent suddenly skyrocketed.

With a full breath, a huge cyan sword light flashed, and the sword intent violently swept through the entire sword array.

With a loud bang, the huge cyan sword light finally split open the fourth gate, destroying it.

The fourth door was broken by Ye Linfeng again, and at this moment, it seemed to be a killing god.

"Master, Ye Linfeng has already broken through the fourth gate, and only a huge killing array remains, if this huge killing array is broken through by him again, then we will be in danger. A disciple of the ruins said to Xuanyuan Baimei.

"Impossible, this last Great Killing Array is the Supreme Great Killing Array set up by the Founding Sect Ancestor Gu Ying Dao Zun, it is absolutely impossible for him to break through, don't grow the prestige of others and destroy your own ambition!" Xuanyuan Bai Mei angrily reprimanded.

"Yes! Yes!" the disciple of the Ruin Palace hurriedly nodded yes.

"Pass the order, be on strict alert, and after all the disciples gather, form the Netherworld Sword Array, even if Ye Linfeng can get lucky enough to break out of that Supreme Killing Array, when he is exhausted, it is impossible to break the Netherworld Sword Formation composed of all our disciples. Xuanyuan said with white eyebrows.

For nearly 100 years, Xuanyuan Baimei has been wearing a human skin. Not even his disciples had seen him for what he really was.

Ye Linfeng walked a few steps at a rapid pace, and came to the Supreme Killing Array left by the Ancient Netherworld Dao Venerable.

He took a deep breath, thinking that he would have to face the big killing array left by this ** peak realm powerhouse for a while, and he was inevitably a little nervous.

The name of this great killing array in the Ruin Palace is called Eighteen Mud Ploughs, which means eighteen layers of hell.

The name of the eighteen mud plough is just in line with the temperament of the ancient underworld Daozun, and the other title of the ancient underworld Daozun is the Qingying Ghost Emperor.

The Ancient Immortal Dao Venerable loved the names of these ghosts and ghosts.

Ye Linfeng is an extremely smart person, so he naturally won't break through, he has already made a plan, if he really can't hold on, he will sacrifice the ancient coffin and green jade gourd stored in the sea of knowledge, whether it is useless or not, it is always the magic weapon of the ancient immortal Dao Venerable.

"Whew, go brave and break through!" Ye Linfeng said with a long breath.

After that, Ye Linfeng jumped into the big killing array called the eighteen mud plough, and the big array of the Ruin Palace had been completely opened, and this was the last big array.

Although there were not many large arrays in the Ruin Palace, this last great killing array was extremely powerful, and it was impossible for anyone to break out of this large array.

Because this is the supreme killing array set up by the peerless powerhouse of the ** peak realm, the existence of the body of the half-immortal, its killing array must be extremely terrifying.

Eighteen mud ploughs, as the name suggests, are eighteen layers of hell, and the reason why it is called such a name is probably related to the pursuit of the ancient underworld Dao Zun's life, and the reincarnation of the filthy earth he pursues is inextricably linked with the underworld.

In the ancient legend of the Netherworld in the Gangji Continent, there is a very detailed description of the eighteen layers of hell, and for the eighteen mud plows, even ordinary people's homes, they all know the names and descriptions of the eighteen layers of hell.

The Hanging Prison, the Secluded Prison, and the Fire Pit Prison, are lonely and lonely, troubled and troubled, all of which are all caused by a thousand karma in life, and are condemned after death.

Drunken prison, tongue pulling prison, skinning prison, crying and crying, miserable, just because of disloyalty and filial piety hurt the principles of heaven, the heart of the Buddha and the snake fell into this door.

Grinding the prison, smashing the prison, crashing the car, opening the flesh, wiping the mouth and consulting the teeth, it is to conceal one's own injustice, and to use clever words and tricks to harm others.

The cold ice prison, the shelling prison, the intestinal prison, the dirty face, the frowning eyes, are all big buckets and small scales to deceive stupidity, causing the disaster to affect itself.

The oil pot prison, the dark prison, and the knife mountain prison are trembling, sad and sad, all because of rape and bullying of the good, hiding their heads and shrinking their necks.

Blood Pool Prison, Ah Nose Prison, and Weighing Pole Prison, peeling off skin and revealing bones, breaking arms and tendons, only to make money and kill people, slaughtering animals, falling for thousands of years is difficult to explain, sinking forever and never turning over.

The reason why it is widely spread among the people is naturally to warn people to do more good deeds and accumulate more virtues when they are alive. If you do evil in life, you will suffer in the eighteen layers of hell after death, which is extremely miserable and desolate.

Although the eighteen mud plough killing array set up by the Ancient Immortal Dao Venerable is different from the eighteen layers of hell in the legend circulated by the folk of the Gangji Continent, it is basically designed according to the above principles.

This is called the Eighteen Mud Plough Killing Array, and it does not have eighteen layers, this is the difference from the eighteen mud ploughs in folklore, this eighteen mud plough killing array is a synthesis of the eighteen layers of hell, a melting pot!

Ye Linfeng jumped into this eighteen mud plough killing array, feeling that he had completely entered another world, he was in a sea of fire, surrounded by flames as high as a hundred feet, and from time to time there were terrible ghost screams in his ears.

It's like an infernal hell, with charcoal-black ghost hands struggling out of the flames, and white or red clad creatures and demons wandering through this infernal hell.

There are headless female corpses spurting blood from their necks, there are long-tongued demons drooping blood-red tongues dripping with salivation, and there are ghost slaves whose hands and feet are roasted in heavy shackles, and their skin and flesh are peeled under the whipping of ghost soldiers.

There are bloody infant corpses that have been skinned, and there are bull-headed horses with groaning sounds......

Gradually...... Gradually...... This sea of fire began to boil, boiling like a boiling oil pot! The ghosts' cries became more and more terrible! The yin and evil spirits floating in the air also cried and laughed, making people feel chills down their spines!

(I don't write it, my back is cold...... Tomorrow, the third volume will start, and the third volume will focus on cultivating immortals, eliminating demons and subduing demons)