Chapter 524: One Picture and One Sword Are Unstoppable

"You broke into the frying pan hell without permission. You have committed a heinous crime. If you don't catch me without restraint, you will suffer the punishment of frying and never be freed." As a loud bell-like sound sounded, the entire space immediately changed.

The huge cauldron filled with hot oil grew rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, the world was filled with boiling golden oil and water. There were rolling oil bubbles everywhere without any gaps. The space was fried and scorched. stand up.

Every bubble of oil and every drop of hot oil shimmers with complicated restrictions. There seem to be countless ghosts inside, all of them screaming in pain and screaming, exuding real resentment, impacting people's minds. This oil pot hell will actually The power of the true fire of the sun, which is the most positive and the most yang, is contradictory and strangely blended with the power of Yimu, the air of Jiuyou, the air of filth, and many extreme negative emotions, which appears to be both divine punishment and sinister torment. .

Moreover, the giant cauldron that turned into the four walls of heaven and earth also had restrictions emerging, forming countless talismans, emitting a mixture of red, green and black glow, blocking everything, and black light appeared from time to time, among which Zhang Zhang was lingering. Resentful face.

In this world of hot oil, the huge yellow-brown ghost stood proudly. The white flames around it looked like a real dragon coiled around it. The mysterious patterns of various ethnic groups such as Shura and Asura contain curses and hatred that complement the prohibitions of the oil pan hell formation.

"With the complete blessing and cooperation of the Oil Pot Hell, my Ten Thousand Spirits Curse Fire has the peak strength of the fourth level, which is enough to rival any monk among gods and humans." The master of this small hell, the flame evil ghost Pu Ya Full of confidence, "And if the real person from Sanjie who comes is even less powerful, without me taking action, the oil pot hell alone will make him unable to eat and walk around, and he will be blown into a resentful soul and fused with the hot oil."

He saw that Shi Xuan, who was trapped in the oil cauldron of heaven and earth, had no reaction to his words, and screamed sharply. The white and pale Ten Thousand Spirits Curse Fire separated into nine flowers, transformed into nine white dragons with teeth and claws, and directed towards Shi Xuan's formation. He jumped towards his position, which contained a hint of resentment.

Stimulated by the fire of the All Souls Curse, the hot oil rolled extremely violently, each oil bubble burst and shattered, and the boiling sound resounded through this small hell. It made people feel numb in their bones and felt like they were in this oil pot. There is nowhere to escape, no way to escape, and there is terrifying and blazing hot oil in all directions.

But at this time, a majestic and solemn golden long bridge appeared out of thin air, passed through countless exploding oil bubbles, and landed on the giant cauldron on the other side. Around the Golden Bridge on the other side, golden lotuses slowly opened up, and the light appeared. The boiling oil and water immediately calmed down, turning golden like a mirror, as if the breeze did not come, the water was stagnant, and the restrictions on the giant tripod also stagnated. Not only did the locks When the power of living space disappears, even the normal operation of the formation will be difficult to maintain.

Shi Xuan stepped onto the Golden Bridge on the other side and walked forward. It didn't feel like he was in a harsh and terrifying oil pot hell, but rather like he was walking on a long bridge on a lake in the bright spring of March.

Tai Chi Tu suppresses all directions and is the natural nemesis of formations. Now that the Three Tribulations have been completed for more than 400 years, it is naturally effortless and easy to suppress the formations below the gods and humans. Therefore, Shi Xuan had previously attacked the Evil Mirror Hell. After being repaired, they were extremely calm. Some of the little hell lords who became powerful with the help of formations didn't even have the need to take action.

The oil pan formation was completely fixed, and the aura of Puya, the Little Lord of Hell, dropped from the peak of the third calamity to the second calamity in an instant, and the same was true for the Ten Thousand Spirits Curse Fire.

Under the suppression, the nine cursed fire white dragons collapsed directly, while Pu Ya's thoughts were stagnant and he did not react at all. He stood blankly under the golden bridge on the other side, like a wood carving and clay sculpture, sending Shi Xuan slowly across the bridge. Stepped out of the frying pan hell.

It wasn't until the golden bridge on the other side turned into a golden light that it folded up, flew into Shixuan Yuanshen, and disappeared together into the oil pot hell. Puya's Yuanshen began to operate, and it suddenly woke up. Everything before was only left in its memory. A vast golden bridge with a transcendent and sacred meaning, and it is not clear at all how or when the Three Tribulations Master left.

"What if he wants to kill me?!" Pu Ya felt his heart trembling when he thought about this, and he was terrified. Under the suppression of Jinqiao, he couldn't resist. He was afraid that he didn't even know how to die. "How can I risk it?" Such a real person comes out! I don’t know how powerful he is. The magic weapon is terrifying and mysterious. Just with this thing, a real person at the peak of the Three Tribulations can fight! Why shouldn’t I have never heard of this person? From the unknown!"

In the past thousands of years, the real people who entered the battle were very powerful and could defeat Pu Ya. However, relying on the oil pot hell, Pu Ya was still able to escape unscathed. This was the first time that he was so close to complete death, even if the opponent was He passed by with his hands behind his back and didn't even bother to take action, so he sighed a lot.

"You have to tell the other hell masters about the situation of the magic weapon, so as not to be caught off guard and suffer losses." Pu Ya said this, but he didn't think so in his heart. Even if he knew the situation of the Jinqiao magic weapon, under absolute suppression, It is still an unstoppable situation.

Moreover, under the supervision of the Evil Mirror Hell, the lords of other hells can know what is happening here at most half a beat later. He is just doing his best. Presumably the real person thinks the same way and has strong self-confidence. Just now I didn't bother to kill myself to silence myself.

"I'm afraid that only Master Yexian, the master of the Ice Little Hell who broke through three hundred years ago and is truly at the peak of the Three Tribulations, can stop him. It's a pity that Ghost Lord's trump card is gone." Pu Ya quickly contacted Master Yexian through the formation and moved Jinqiao Tell me about the magic weapon.

Master Ye Xian seemed to be in a fierce fight, but his strength at the peak of the Three Tribulations, plus the blessing of the formation, was close to that of a god. It was the trump card that the Giant Ghost King had laid in the Nine-layer Small Hell, so he was at ease.

After listening with his mind apart, he said lightly: "I understand. Even without the blessing of the Ice Small Hell, I would not be afraid of him." This was the confidence that came from touching a trace of the essence of the Great Dao. Even if the opponent was of the same level and had the help of a powerful magic weapon, he would at most be at a disadvantage if he was prepared.

The fight in the Ice Hell suddenly stopped, which made Pu Ya curious: "Master Ye Xian, have you won?"

"It's a pity that the two disciples under the White Bone Sword Master didn't even learn one tenth of his sword skills, and came here to die in vain." Master Ye Xian answered calmly, as if the opponent's methods were endless, and even the life-saving fourth-level secret treasure given by the White Bone Sword Master was not worth mentioning. "The blind crow under the Mangshan Ghost Master came in, and his Eye of Death is a unique one."

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After Shi Xuan broke out of the Oil Pan Hell, he came to a filthy and disgusting world. It was like a muddy swamp with rolling green bubbles, but if you look closely at the mud in it, it is all kinds of filthy things such as thick or thin feces, with various colors, but they are almost dark green, and the stench is overwhelming. Those who smell it feel that their souls are sinking.

"Does this mean that I can't beat you, but I'll disgust you to death?" Shi Xuan looked at the small hell of the manure pool, and at the ghosts struggling in the feces, with expressions of disgust, disgust, and hatred on their faces. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. It was not that he couldn't accept it with his own state of mind, but he didn't expect to encounter this and found it funny. It is said that if you touch a little bit of the feces here, your soul will immediately become dirty and unkempt. Even if you can escape, the stench will not dissipate within a hundred years.

Shaking his head, the Golden Bridge on the Other Side appeared, and infinite golden light bloomed. Not only did the bubbles and rolling of the feces swamp stop, but even the stench that permeated every corner was illuminated by the golden lotus and retreated from the vicinity of the Golden Bridge on the Other Side. The bridge and the surrounding manure pool hell were like a fairyland on earth, with a fresh and refined fragrance.

Stepping on the Golden Bridge on the Other Side, Shi Xuan walked towards the void on the other side. The golden bridge under his feet was like a substance. Every step he took could create a faint beautiful ripple, as if supporting Shi Xuan's footsteps.

At this time, in the feces swamp far away from the golden bridge on the other side, a dark green sword light flew out, carrying the sword intent of filth, decadence, and depravity, and slashed towards Shi Xuan.

Countless tiny sword lights in the dark green transformed into all kinds of filthy things and filthy things. Before the sword light arrived, the mind felt filthy. If it was an ordinary three-tribulation pure yang magic weapon, it would immediately lose its spirituality and fall into the mortal world if it was slashed by it.

The guardian of this small hell knew the power of the Golden Bridge on the Other Shore from the Mirror of Evil Hell, so he hid far away to avoid being suppressed and unable to attack.

Relying on the strength of the Three Tribulations, as well as being far away from the Golden Bridge on the Other Shore and being well prepared, his thoughts only paused for a moment and then recovered. He estimated that other immortal arts would be difficult to break the light around the Golden Bridge. Maybe just approaching would suppress it. So he combined his body with the sword light and used his full strength to perform the "Filthy Object Soul Breaking Sword Technique". He planned to not be able to stop Shi Xuan, but also to defile his magical Golden Bridge magic weapon and create opportunities for the next level of hell.

A purple sword light broke through the air on Shi Xuan's body, and a beautiful starry sky emerged in the sword light. The stars were shining, some were the Big Dipper, some turned into white rainbows, Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger... The killing and destruction aura did not dissipate, but condensed on the sword light, and the feeling of brilliance and terror was contradictory and harmonious.

The Purple Ying Sword came first after the latter, slashing directly at the dark green sword light, with a sense of killing, sharpness, and destruction, completely cutting and crushing the filth, decadence, and corruption, and even the dark green sword light was cut in two. The Purple Ying Sword at the peak of the Three Tribulations plus the Zhoutian Xingdou Sword Technique seemed to be able to cut through everything!

The dark green sword light turned into dots of green light, and was about to flee and regroup, but the purple sword light was displayed, and the dark night sky emerged, and the stars slowly rose, forming various formations, turning the area of ​​thousands of miles into a boiling sea of ​​starlight.

When the starry sky disappeared, the purple sword light flew back, and there was no movement there, as if the fight before the moment had never happened.

"So disgusting, so disgusting! Master, you are so bad." After the Purple Ying Sword flew back to Shi Xuan's soul, it screamed, even though it was born noble and warded off all evil and filth.

Shi Xuan smiled and comforted Zi Ying, then walked across the golden bridge on the other side, entered the void, and headed for the last level of hell he was going to.

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The cold wind was howling, and the sky was filled with ice and snow.