Chapter 913: The Coercion of the Realm

Two days later, Zong Shou was sweating profusely as he walked on a turbulent blue sea.

The seventh floor is called Linghai Death Prison, and when you look around, you can see that it is full of blue water.

It makes people feel relieved, but the deep blue and pure water contains poison.

In addition, this world is not just distorting the laws of the Dao.

Walking on the surface of the sea, there is always a thousand times or even thousands of times more than ordinary magnetic force.

It's not just the body, it has to bear a thousand times more pressure than before.

Even the things hidden in the Qiankun bag cannot be redeemed.

It makes people in danger of falling into the sea at all times, and there is no place to rest at all.

The forbidden technique here is also different from the previous layers.

It's the wind! The blowing wind is continuous and never stops.

Not only was the blue sea excited, there were waves of waves surging into the sky. It also contains countless Yin powers, penetrating to the depths of the human bone marrow.

Not only does it have a pain that is not inferior to the torture of the ice wheel, but if you can't resist it, it will directly rot and destroy a person's qi, blood, marrow, and life essence.

Just one day before, Zong Shou saw with his own eyes that a cultivator in the middle of the fairyland couldn't hold on under the strong wind and waves, and fell into the sea.

In only sixty breaths, there are no bones left, not even blood.

I don't know what kind of toxin is in this sea water, even the immortal monks can't resist it at all.

At this time, Zong Shou was also extremely exhausted and sweating profusely. Every hundred miles, you need to stop and breathe.

The relentless wind also caused the Qi and blood in his body to go retrograde, never stopping.

I don't know when it will last until it is over. In the universe bag, everything that can be thrown away has been emptied.

But the body still seemed to be filled with lead, extremely heavy. At this time, he could still support himself, but he wished that he could be transferred directly into the seawater and die right away.

In fact, using the Jade Fire Turtle instead of transportation can make it a lot easier.

However, it is a bit inconvenient to move around in the air all the time, and it will increase the burden on the contrary.

On the contrary, Lu Wubing next to him was much better off than Zong Shou.

The air flow is smooth, the mask is on the body, no expression can be seen on the mouth, but there is also a slight sadness in the eyes.

It may be that seeing Zong Shou, he was indeed approaching the limit, and he persuaded him: "Why do you bother, Your Majesty? The Xuanyan Holy Venerable, I am afraid that he has already known where the two of us are. No matter how fast we rush now, it will be useless. The eighth floor It's dangerous, it's better to stop and rest for a while to recover and then make a fuss."

Zong Shou let out a hey, his expression indifferent. He didn't know what Lu Wubing said.

At this moment, there was a tyrannical force that made Zong Shou have the idea of ​​bowing his head and worshiping him, and it permeated his soul.

That was the coercion of divine sense that made him feel more strenuous than the power of the magnetic field in this world.

It's Xuanyan!

Somewhere within this prison of death, even outside the prison of nine absolutes, watching calmly from above, there is no attempt to hide it.

But it was just the oppressive power of this strand of soul thought, which made him feel unbearable.

The man didn't seem to want to attack him, but he was aloof and joking.

It gives the impression that an extremely noble king is watching a mouse that slips past him.

A mouse that interested him a little bit

He didn't have the intention to kill, but he never took back that soul pressure. With a bone-chilling coldness, he just pressed over quietly. But it almost made him overwhelmed.

Or this one is just waiting to see when he will collapse, when he will be transferred into the sea like the previous person, with all the bones and souls gone.

There is even a vague sense of coercion in the "Baidu Paste Light Text" meaning "Baidu Paste Light Text", wanting to make him bow his head and bow down.

That thought seemed to say that as long as Zong Shou admits his mistake, he can be let go.

"No problem!"

Taking a deep breath, Zong Shou laughed out loud.

It may be that you are used to it, or it may be a distraction. The burning marrow blood spell and the pain of reflux of qi and blood can no longer affect his mind.

Under this oppression, there is an unprecedented hostility in my heart, which is stored in my chest.

I don't know why, but in short, I absolutely don't want to be ashamed in front of this person, and be seen as a joke by him.

He never knew that in his bones, he was so stubborn. To put it nicely, it means being strong, but to put it bluntly, to be persistent means to be reckless

But now, he is already in this desperate situation anyway, why should he bow his head to this person?

As if aware of Zong Shou's thoughts, the soul of the ultimate state suddenly strengthened.

Zong Shou's figure suddenly swayed, his feet staggered, and he almost fell into the sea.

After a long while, he finally managed to stand up.

Lu Wubing next to him didn't realize it, his eyes were full of astonishment.

How come to this extent?

At this time, he also knew that the situation in Zong Shou's body was different, most likely due to the influence of the Burning Marrow Blood Spirit Curse. How could Zongshou's majestic heritage reach the point where it seemed to be about to collapse?

Zong Shou didn't pay attention to the moment when the divine sense was pressurized.

His bones exploded, and his soul was almost crushed, but he still held on.

Then, under the tremendous pressure, he took another step forward.

The world is changing again, and the eyes are looking far away. It can be seen that in the sky, there is a huge vortex rolling, covering thousands of miles.

There are violent storms all around, and countless thunderbolts are constantly flashing in the storm.

"Is this the gate of hell you said?"

The seventh floor is Linghai Death Prison, which has two entrances.

And the abyss of time and space from the seventh floor to the eighth floor, there is only one place, and the location will not move any more.

Right in the middle of the sky in Linghai.

With Zongshou's star power, the power of the sky. It took more than three days to get here.

But when he felt that he was about to lose his hold, he finally saw the entrance that could reach the eighth floor.

Lu Wubing didn't answer, but his expression was slightly sad.

Zong Shou knew it well, knowing that he was grieving over the death of his parents.

After contemplating for a moment, he said lightly: "You can stay here, you don't have to follow! If Gu dies unfortunately, you can make a living by yourself. If Gu can get out of trouble by chance, I will definitely do my best to help you out!"

After finishing speaking, he threw a jade plate far away.

This is a magic weapon of space that was seized in the Cangling Realm that day.

It is only slightly stronger than the spirit mustard ring, and far inferior to the Juntian Palace, the fairy treasure that was snatched from a monk in the divine realm.

But at this time, there are more than a hundred immortal rank experts hidden in this magic weapon of space.

All were temporarily banned and hidden in this jade plate.

Immortal cultivators in this jade plate need to be suppressed from time to time. Once entering the eighth floor, Zong Shou may not be able to take care of it.

It would be better to leave it to Lu Wubing, with his cultivation that is infinitely close to the divine realm, he should be safe.

That Lu Wubing was stunned, he seemed to know that his cultivation was not enough, and following him forcibly would only be a burden.

So he didn't refuse, and took the jade plate.

"The minister knows! I will definitely live up to your majesty's entrustment!"