Chapter 401: Put It in the Oil Pan!

Under the leadership of Huang Yao, a group of five people quickly plunged into the sea of ​​demon cultivators, entered a place about two hundred feet deep, and found the gate to hell.

The Gate of Hell is actually not a portal at all, but an imperceptible cyclone. If you feel it carefully, you can detect a slight spatial force from above, which is somewhat similar to the teleportation array in the human world.

"You are so capable, Daoist Huang, that you even found the gate to hell in a place like this." The old man said, showing admiration to Huang Yao.

Huan Yin also admired Huang Yao very much. The Gate of Hell was extremely rare, and it was so difficult to detect. It still appeared in such a place. He didn't know how he discovered it.

Huang Yao smiled softly and said: "Fellow Taoist, you are ridiculous. I also went to sea to obtain the devil's heart. I accidentally discovered it and I feel that I am very lucky, hahaha."

After saying that, Huang Yao's expression suddenly became solemn, and he clasped his fists at Huan Yin and the other four people: "The gate of hell will only be open for ten breaths. Huang will take the lead in entering later, and all fellow Taoists are asked to follow closely. After entering, I hope that everyone can put harmony first and work together, that is the only way to get the most blessings.”

Hearing what Huang Yao said, everyone had different expressions. After all, on the road to gain good fortune, intrigues and intrigues are too normal. No one would really trust others and cooperate honestly.

Huang Yao glanced at everyone, turned around, turned into a stream of light, and rushed into the cyclone. When everyone saw that the door to hell was open, they turned into a stream of light and rushed in without hesitation.

After entering the Gate of Hell, he was naturally out of the sea water, and the feeling of being wrapped in water suddenly disappeared. But before Huan Yin could feel comfortable for a while, he suddenly found that his body was falling uncontrollably.

"Pfft!" This sound penetrated Huan Yin's ears, but it was not made by anything else, but by himself.

Huan Yin found that he had fallen into something again and was instantly surrounded by sticky things. Fortunately, the gate of hell did not isolate his spiritual consciousness. Huan Yin quickly let go of his spiritual consciousness and observed, only to find that he seemed to have fallen into a large amount of oil.

"Why is there oil?" Huan Yin couldn't react, but the gate of hell was full of unknowns and there were too many strange things, so oil was not too strange.

Huan Yin instinctively began to use his spirit to resist the fall, wanting to rush out of the oil and take a good look at what kind of world this was. But after he tried a few times, he found that the oil around him was so sticky that he couldn't break free with his own strength, and could only barely keep himself from sinking.

"What kind of oil is this!" Huan Yin was a little surprised, and his consciousness dispersed again, wanting to see if he could find the other people who came in together.

This time, he didn't find anyone, but he found something like a barrier, which was dark and unrecognizable.

"What the hell are we going to?" Huan Yin sent a message to Xue Buping. This was the only person he could ask when his actions were restricted and he couldn't tell the situation.

Xue Buping thought for a long time before saying uncertainly: "This seems to be oil from a frying pan."

Huan Yin was surprised: "What kind of oil is that from the frying pan?"

"Haven't you heard of going up the mountain of knives and going down the frying pan? One of the punishments in hell, my ancestor was punished by the frying pan when he first entered hell. That punishment was not very good, far worse than Abi Hell. "Xue Buping said.

Huan Yin was shocked and asked quickly: "Are you sure?"

Xue Buping savored the taste again and said, "Well, the oil in the oil pan is full of extremely yin power. This allows the souls of the tortured sinners to be fried and at the same time corroded by the yin power. Even more painful. Tsk, but I don’t think that’s anything special.”

Xue Buping clearly stated all the oil in the pan, so he probably would not have made a mistake in his judgment. Perhaps only the oil of punishment from hell could be so powerful that Huan Yin, a Dzogchen monk in the extreme realm, could not even break free.

However, Huan Yin can't pass through the gate of hell and return to the eighteenth level of hell, right? That's too bad luck.

I heard Xue Buping say again: "The level of the oil is still a little bad, which means this is not the 18th level of hell. What's more, the oil in the frying pan is boiling hot, but ours is cold."

"Cold?" Huan Yin took a closer look. He remembered that it was indeed cold when he first fell into the oil, but now it seemed to feel a little warm.

An extremely bad feeling came from Huan Yin's mind. He knew that his consciousness was blocked by the surrounding barriers, making it difficult to penetrate and unable to understand more of the situation. But if you get close to the barrier and concentrate, you may be able to let your spiritual consciousness see through the wall and see what is outside the oil sea.

Therefore, Huan Yin stopped resisting and allowed himself to fall in the oil. As he fell, he suddenly found that the temperature of the oil began to get higher and higher.

"Hey, why do I feel a little hot?" Xue Buping whispered in Huan Yin's mind.

Huan Yin finally landed on the dark bottom. As soon as his feet touched it, he felt very hot. If he hadn't been practicing, he might have been injured.

Huan Yin clung to the bottom and concentrated his energy to stimulate his spiritual consciousness. He successfully penetrated the spiritual consciousness and explored the outside world!

Below, there was a vast sea of ​​fire. The fire was so fierce that it had already rushed to Huan Yin's feet. If it were not blocked by a barrier, Huan Yin would have been in the flames at this moment.

Huan Yin probed further and discovered that the so-called "barrier" was simply the edge of a pot, and he was currently in a pot of oil! The flame under the oil pan probably started not long ago, so the oil temperature has not yet come up. But according to the momentum of the flames below, the oil pan may boil in less than half an hour and explode Huan Yin!

Frightened, Huan Yin quickly activated his spiritual sense to explore again, and found that there were four other huge oil pots above the vast sea of ​​fire. It was obvious that they must be the location of the other four people.

Is there any good fortune to be found in this gate of hell? Huan Yin did not find it! All he saw were five oil pots and the vast sea of ​​fire, nothing else! Such a place is not good fortune, it is simply a place of killing. If there is no way to escape, the five people who came in today will die!

"Someone... wants to harm this ancestor!" Xue Buping's voice came out. Obviously, he also found the weirdness of this place and found that he was actually in an oil pot!

Huan Yin was silent, thinking about ways to break the deadlock in his mind, but Xue Buping kept chattering: "You, the second ancestor, actually spent 100,000 spirit stones to come in and get blown up! You, you, you..."

"What should I do? This ancestor still has countless demon cultivators who have not been converted, and there are still many fairies who have not been close to me, and..."

"Are you annoying!" Huan Yin roared, suppressing Xue Buping's chatter. He also began to get nervous, because he had just detected that the sea of ​​fire below had moved, and it was actually rushing towards him and the pot closest to him, causing the pressure in the other three pots to drop suddenly, but his side suddenly heated up, and he thought the other pot would do the same.

Huanyin's spiritual power came out of the pot and pushed the flames below back, and there was also a spiritual power coming out of the other pot, doing the same thing as Huanyin.

This world is not big, and there are only five pots on the sea of ​​fire. As long as the sea of ​​fire is not extinguished, it must find a place to exist, which is under one or several pots. So Huanyin and the owner of the other pot pushed, and the sea of ​​fire rushed back to the bottom of the other three pots.

"Humph, you overestimate your own abilities, I wonder if there is any way you can survive today!" Suddenly, a voice came from the pot opposite through the divine consciousness, and was heard by Huanyin.

This voice was very familiar to Huanyin, and it was made by the old woman he had scared away in the forbidden area! And at this moment, the power displayed by the divine consciousness was also the initial stage of the life palm!

"It's you!" Huan Yin was shocked, but he heard the other two pots on the opposite side laughing wildly, showing the cultivation of the extreme state of perfection, it was the old man and the yellow demon!

"You are really tired of living against our organization!" The yellow demon and the old man spoke together, full of sarcasm.

"You are the girl!" Huan Yin spoke in a lost voice, but heard the old woman immediately respond proudly: "Humph, I only know it now, it's too late!"

At this time, Huan Yin naturally saw that the so-called "Gate of Hell" was a trap set by the old woman to kill himself and Huang Yi. Although he didn't know what the old woman had the ability to create a world so similar to the Gate of Hell, now he and Huang Yi had been deceived, and even Xue Buping didn't find any clues before, which shows how clever the old woman's means were.

The old woman deliberately planned this play, tricking Huan Yin and Huang Yi into an unknown world, leaving them no chance of escape. Now the old woman has a high level of cultivation and two helpers. With three to two, how can Huan Yin and Huang Yi possibly deal with them?

It must be said that the old woman is really shrewd. She knows that Huan Yin has many tricks and is not easy to deal with, so she will never act rashly before entering this world, so that she can be sure to kill Huan Yin. And now Huan Yin is being held tightly by the oil in the oil pan. If he wants to control the flames below, he can only rely on his cultivation. No matter how many tricks he uses, it is useless. In this way, Huan Yin's strengths are abolished, and the old woman's plan to kill Huan Yin and Huang Yi will no longer have any loopholes.

"It's over, it's over. This old ancestor has been wise all his life, but he was actually calculated by such a small character. It must be because of you... You, the second ancestor, are too stupid and have influenced this old ancestor!" Xue Buping complained to Huan Yin.

How could Huan Yin have the time to care about Xue Buping? His spiritual sense detected the nearest oil pan, and his junior sister was there. He couldn't just watch her get blown to death!