Chapter 612 Nine Levels of Torture

Countless lights and shadows shone from all over the tower. Under the dazzling light, a dark figure slowly rose.

This was not the real body of the Black Mountain Patriarch, but his shadow.

The black shadow laughed strangely.

"Zhao Mu, I know you are very strong. No one in the Xianwu Continent can defeat you. I will not be stupid enough to come to you in person to think about it, but there are many ways to deal with you."

"I might as well tell you that this Pluto Tower is the world-suppressing magic weapon of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the Underworld of the Great Thousand Worlds. The nine-story Pluto Tower contains nine levels of hell torture. From the moment you step into the Pluto Tower, you must endure the nine levels of torture before you can leave. From ancient times to the present, no one has been able to completely endure the nine levels of torture without dying."

"Hehehehe... Zhao Mu, are you ready to be punished!"

As he said that, the black shadow suddenly dissipated, and the light in the tower completely disappeared, plunging into a pitch-black darkness.

Zhao Mu frowned slightly.

Is this Pluto Tower a place for torture?

Zhao Mu didn't believe in evil. He turned around and punched the gate of the Pluto Tower.

Bang!

A dull roar resounded throughout the Pluto Tower.

The gate didn't move at all. All the destructive power seemed to be absorbed by the Pluto Tower itself.

"It's useless. The Pluto Tower is made of the Death Stone from the deepest part of the Underworld. No one except the Immortal King can cause any damage to it. Instead of wasting your energy struggling, you might as well imagine how to face the upcoming torture..."

The Black Mountain Patriarch hadn't left yet. His voice came from outside the door, obviously waiting to see Zhao Mu's joke.

Zhao Mu didn't bother to talk nonsense with him. He punched several more times in succession, landing in various places in the tower.

Not to mention destroying the Pluto Tower, there was no trace left.

Zhao Mu's expression became solemn and serious.

This Pluto Tower may have surpassed the level of ordinary immortal weapons.

If only the Immortal King can destroy this Pluto Tower, then Zhao Mu really has no way.

He also tried to use spatial law transfer and other methods, but the Pluto Tower isolated everything, even Zhao Mu's quantum sensing talent could not penetrate the Pluto Tower.

"The Ghost Dao Sect really took great pains to deal with me. I'm afraid it's not cheap to get such treasures to the Xianwu Continent."

Zhao Mu snorted coldly. Since he couldn't escape, he could only face it head-on.

He wanted to see how terrible this so-called nine-fold torture was.

Swish.

Two dim lights suddenly lit up on both sides of Zhao Mu.

The dark green light could only illuminate a small area of ​​ground under Zhao Mu's feet.

Then, two more green lights lit up.

The green lights lit up one after another, forming a path, as if guiding Zhao Mu forward.

"Playing tricks."

Zhao Mu snapped his fingers, and the pure yang fire condensed at his fingertips, and instantly burst out with a light comparable to the sun, illuminating the entire interior of the Pluto Tower, revealing every detail, and not allowing any filth to hide.

Zhao Mu looked in the direction of the green light, and saw a small hill in the distance ahead.

The green light led all the way to the top of the hill, where there seemed to be a big pot.

With a bang, a raging flame ignited at the bottom of the pot. The temperature of the golden green flame was extremely high, even overpowering the pure yang flame in Zhao Mu's hand, rendering the Pluto Tower into a strange and gloomy green.

The ghostly evil fire actually overpowered Zhao Mu's pure yang fire!

Zhao Mu was secretly shocked.

But at this time, two strong men wearing black heavy armor, with horse faces and burly bodies walked down the hillside.

"Zhao Mu, the serious offender, should be fried in an oil pan!"

Zhao Mu punched without saying a word.

But the fist penetrated the bodies of the two without any hindrance.

"It's just a phantom..."

Zhao Mu guessed that there might have been someone guarding the Pluto Tower, but after it was transported to the Xianwu Continent, only the Pluto Tower itself was left.

After all, if the strong men in the fairy world can be transferred directly to the Xianwu Continent in this way, why would so many immortals give up their cultivation and use reincarnation to sneak across?

In this case, the danger of the Pluto Tower will be greatly reduced.

No one is executing the execution, so what if there are nine tortures.

Zhao Mu snorted coldly and walked towards the hillside openly.

Gurgle.

I saw the hot oil boiling in the big pot, and black smoke was floating, which looked very scary.

Zhao Mu certainly would not suffer any deep-fried torture himself, and immediately punched out and overturned the big pot.

But I saw the boiling hot oil flowing down the hillside, as if it would never stop flowing. The boiling hot oil soon filled the bottom of the hillside and kept rising. In the blink of an eye, the surroundings were full of gurgling hot oil.

Seeing this, Zhao Mu hurriedly flew up.

But the hot oil also rose, and it was afraid that it would not take long before the interior of the Pluto Tower was completely filled, leaving Zhao Mu with nowhere to hide.

"It seems that I really have to accept this deep-fried punishment."

Zhao Mu stroked his left hand, and the barrier was formed. Instead of retreating, he jumped into the sea of ​​oil.

As soon as he was soaked in hot oil, Zhao Mu realized that something was wrong.

The temperature of this oil was not high. Even if Zhao Mu was unprepared, this temperature would not hurt him.

But this oil itself was very strange. Its penetration was very strong. It actually penetrated the barrier and penetrated inside, and the speed was not fast enough.

This deep-fried oil would not kill Zhao Mu, but as long as it touched his skin, it would penetrate into his body. If it was not stopped, it would soon spread throughout his internal organs and tendons. The consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhao Mu did not dare to be careless and directly covered his body with a layer of space partition.

The space was cut off, could the oil still penetrate in?

Well, it really works.

Zhao Mu looked at the boiling hot oil and didn't know how to penetrate the void and continue to spread towards him. He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Hahaha, don't struggle in vain. This is the corpse oil made from the corpse of the immortal. It contains the power of life and death and can corrode everything. There is no way to defend it."

The voice of the Black Mountain Patriarch came from outside the Pluto Tower again, and his tone was extremely playful.

He was already waiting to hear Zhao Mu's painful cry.

"You underestimate me too much."

Although it is corpse oil that can penetrate even the void, it is just oil after all. Since it can't be defended, take the initiative to attack and force it back!

Zhao Mu's mind moved, and a large amount of clear spring water gushed out and began to occupy the space of the boiling oil.

The space inside the Pluto Tower is limited and has been filled with hot oil. It is impossible to increase the mass.

But Zhao Mu's water is generated out of thin air, which is a rule-level ability.

The large amount of sweet springs that appear have nowhere to go, so they will inevitably occupy the space occupied by the hot oil.

This makes the pressure inside the Pluto Tower begin to rise rapidly.

Zhao Mu doesn't care about that. He is making water all the time. More and more water appears and begins to collide with the hot oil.

What is the reaction of pouring water into a boiling oil pan? The reaction inside the Pluto Tower is now tens of millions of times more intense.

Unless the Pluto Tower wants to burst itself, it must retreat.

Sure enough, after a while, the hot oil began to subside on its own, and finally all returned to the oil pan. The first torture was easily resolved.