Chapter 188 Niukeng Knife Boat

The first floor... No, the second floor... No, the third floor... No, the fourth floor... No...

With more and more visits, Zhang Zixuan suddenly felt a little unsustainable. Indeed, in hell, each level of territory is equivalent to a world. If you want to explore a world, it is enough for the monks to suffer, not to mention one visit after another. Even if you are not tired to death, the spiritual knowledge will be damaged by the excessive use of spiritual knowledge.

Unlike the damage of the Dharma body, the damage to spirituality can be much more serious. At least this is not a problem that can be solved by relying on external drugs. Only boring cultivation can slightly heal some spiritual loss.

When Zhang Zixuan's spiritual consciousness reached the seventh floor, a mouthful of blood finally spit out of his mouth. Exploring the six worlds, the spiritual knowledge consumed is not a star and a half.

However, the seventh floor is still not available. Zhang Zixuan began to be a little suspicious. He didn't understand what a kind woman like Di Hong would do. Before the third floor, was it not enough for her to atone for her sins?

The eighth floor... No. Zhang Zixuan began to fall into despair. He had reached his own limit. The blood in his mouth kept spitting out, and his spiritual knowledge was sometimes swollen and painful, which made him tremble all over. The pain from the depths of the soul is the most painful.

The ninth floor...

Zhang Zixuan's brain was tingling like being pricked by thousands of needles. Even if he endured it, he was still sweating coldly by the severe pain. The original annihilation armor on his body was not very breathable. These cold sweat made Zhang Zixuan feel uncomfortable all over, as if he had been bitten by thousands of ants.

The tenth floor. Nowadays, Zhang Zixuan has already exceeded the limit. At this moment, he completely relies on his strong willpower to support himself from falling. It is certain that if Yan Laihong can be resurrected at this moment. Zhang Zixuan is expected to fall to the ground immediately. His cheeks have turned green, his eyes are dull, and he has been tortured by pain and has lost all consciousness.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration. Zhang Zixuan seemed to wake up from the edge of death in an instant, and a mysterious glow began to bloom in his eyes. Sure enough, he found it!

Just as he shook his body and wanted to step into the black ladder, a huge body appeared in front of him and completely blocked his way. Above the huge head, a pair of golden fierce eyes stared at Zhang Zixuan without blinking.

"The underworld... Do you want to stop me?" Zhang Zixuan coughed gently. He felt a sweet throat and quickly covered his mouth with his hand. In the fingers, there is still a trace of sticky blood flowing out.

"You are seriously injured, I think you can just stop here!" The underworld beast roared in a low voice, "If in your current situation, you want to enter the 18th floor of hell, you can only go in and out again."

"Impossible!" Zhang Zixuan snorted coldly and staggered past the side of the Nether Beast and walked to the black stairs in the whole underground. There was a fantasy in his eyes, as if the black corridor was a giant beast who chose people. The shaking body couldn't help but step back half a step.

"Your intuition has told you, right?" The underworld found that Zhang Zixuan was wrong and whispered, "If you want to go in, you are likely to die because of this."

"Dead? Ha ha, I have lost my life countless times a long time ago. It's a pity that my life is so hard that no one can take it. Zhang Zixuan said here and walked to the entrance of the 18th floor of hell without regret.

At this time, the ghost turned his head, looked at Zhang Zixuan's weak body, and sighed, "Oh, is this the road you chose? If you don't know how to change, you will inevitably be stabbed all over by thorns on the road in the future.

"Puff..." Another mouthful of blood vomited out and fell to the ground.

"Yan Laihong, I won't let you die. I... I will save you! Wait for me..." Zhang Zixuan shook step by step, like a drunken man. His consciousness gradually became in a trance, because of the numbness of his whole body, he couldn't even play the basic tips.

Fortunately, he still remembers that Yan Laihong is in the tenth floor of hell at this moment. Therefore, every time he passes a layer of hell, he will count them and remember these numbers in his heart: "One, two, three... nine, ten... that's it!"

This hell is not so much hell as a huge world. In the tenth level of hell, there is a red world. Because the whole hell is red mud, which seems to have been destroyed by mortal fire.

This layer of hell is called Niukeng knife boat hell. All the people in the world kill livestock at will and base your happiness on their pain. Well, after death, he will go into the bull's pit hell. Throwing into the pit, several bison attacked, the horns were on the top, and the hooves were stepped on.

Although Zhang Zixuan was a little confused, he still felt very strange why a kind woman like Yan Laihong would kill some beasts! Absolutely impossible!

A flower in front of him suddenly appeared a woman in front of Zhang Zixuan. Her head is tied with two high-stranded buns, pointed collars and narrow sleeves, her body is plump and beautiful, her expression is steady and gentle, her lips are gently squeezed, and the corners of her mouth are slightly upturned, reflecting the scene of comfort and enjoyment. She is in sharp contrast to the gloomy, dry and hot surface around her, and the creepy scenes, like "the crane stands out from the chickens".

It turns out that this is the "chicken girl". She is also a kind of ghost in hell! She just warned the world not to kill and break the precepts. Now it is bitter, but in the future, it will be endless happiness after death. All sentient beings are greedy for chickens and eggs in the world, and they are very happy now, but they will go to hell in the future. Similarly, it is "bitter" for a "chicken girl" to raise chickens now, but it is "bitter" to go to hell in the future.

"Who are you?" There was no legendary "le" on the face of the chicken girl, but instead of a strange look, she stared at Zhang Zixuan closely and asked.

"I'm looking for someone." After Zhang Zixuan finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to her anymore, but went straight to the depths of hell. According to the position of his spiritual consciousness just now, Yan Laihong is in the innermost part of this hell!

"Sorry, my duty as a ghost is to prevent the intervention of all unknown people." The chicken girl said this and suddenly spilled a piece of corn bean in her hand.

"Gigggg..." A huge colorful-winged rooster appeared in front of Zhang Zixuan in an instant, and its wings spread out, completely covering Zhang Zixuan's sight. Looking up to the sky, he seemed to be demonstrating to Zhang Zixuan.

"Are you sure you want to block me?" Zhang Zixuan took out the cosmic building blocks from Xumi, although he had not found other wonderful uses of the cosmic building blocks. However, there is no doubt that this thing is now the most powerful magic weapon on hand.

"Responsibilities." The chicken girl replied coldly.

"I appreciate your answer!" Zhang Zixuan said this and suddenly picked up the cosmic building blocks in his hand. At that time, the colorful glow of cosmic building blocks was in full bloom, reflecting the whole land of the bull pit knife boat hell.

"Giggle!" The rooster with colorful tails shouted, and then stepped back a few steps and flew towards Zhang Zixuan with huge wings. The tip of the sharp chicken mouth also flashed with golden light, hitting Zhang Zixuan's whole body.

Where did Zhang Zixuan's strength to dodge at this moment? However, with the cosmic building blocks, he doesn't have to dodge at all. A ring-like transparent breath swept around, and the cosmic building blocks turned into a glow, aimed at the mouth of the huge rooster.

After all, Zhang Zixuan has the top level of two flowers. Even if he is seriously damaged, he can't deal with the big rooster in front of him. Just as soon as he came into contact, the rooster flew directly backwards, and the blood in the chicken's mouth kept gushing out. The round black eyes showed a deep self-reproach. It seems that I can't complete the order of the chicken girl. What a terrible thing it is.

"Extremely abominable! You are a demon!" The chicken girl cursed loudly. Unfortunately, as a ghost, she has no surprising means. For her, her ghost chicken was injured, which was simply a nightmare!

Zhang Zixuan ignored her curse, straightened his body, and walked forward without regret.

The chicken girl cried and wanted to catch up, but she found a blood fog rising in front of her and quickly lowered her head. Sure enough, a line of sticky blood on the ground spread along Zhang Zixuan's footsteps. And every time Zhang Zixuan falls, he will shed blood from the big beach again.

"Is he hurt? After being so hit hard, you still continue to move forward... What's worth your persistence in front of you?" The chicken girl stopped cursing and turned around to care about her beloved chicken. She took out a handful of food and stuffed it into the mouth of the colorful ghost chicken: "It seems that he showed mercy. Otherwise, you should have died long ago, right?

"Cluck..." The colorful ghost chicken shouted, and the black bean-like eyes blinked, and then closed it weakly.

"Can you feel the sadness in his heart? Really?" The chicken girl raised her head and muttered, "It seems that we are wrong? However, we are just doing our duty. Is it wrong? Um... I seem to have realized something..."

The eyes of the chicken girl gradually became hazy, and she looked at the rickety back of Zhang Zixuan leaving.

"Yan Laihong, go back with me..." Zhang Zixuan dragged his tired body and walked towards the place in his memory. His eyes have long been full of blood, like a person who hasn't slept for ten years.

"Tick-tick" seems to be the sound of water dripping on the ground. Zhang Zixuan didn't look at it, because he knew that it was his own blood... The body in the annihilation armor had been completely wrapped in sticky **, and he didn't know whether it was cold sweat, hot sweat, or blood... In short, it was very uncomfortable.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Zixuan finally stopped. In the huge pit in front of him, countless red giants are charging against a group of wild souls. And among them, there is a figure of wild geese.

"Cosmic building blocks...wow!" Zhang Zixuan just wanted to make a decision, but a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out of his mouth and sprayed on the cosmic building blocks.

This loud roar attracted the attention of all the people underground. Di Hong raised Qiong's head and unexpectedly found that the man who made him love and hate at that time, but at this time, he was bathed in blood and embarrassed. How could he be calm and unrestrained as usual?

"Zhang...Zixuan!" Di Hong said in astonishment. The mood is full of flavors. Zhang Zixuan came here obviously for himself. And his scars all over his body must have broken through many obstacles before he came here to find himself.

She hates it! She hated why Zhang Zixuan cared so much about herself but didn't tell herself earlier. She hated why she was so stubborn. If Zhang Zixuan didn't say anything, she would not talk about it! She hates it! I hate why she thinks that she has nothing to think about after death. After death, she misses the old days more and more, and more and more about the cold and hot man. What she hates most is that she has hurt Zhang Zixuan so badly now, which makes her heartbroken.

"Shut up and come back with me." Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Zixuan shouted in a low voice. The time when the ghost can return the sun is at most only before the first seven. When the spirit sweeps the whole ten-layer hell before, although it only feels a moment, Zhang Zixuan himself can't figure out how long it has been.

Di Hong was stunned. She really wanted to jump into Zhang Zixuan's arms, go back with him, return to the world, and live a lifetime with respect. But what if what Zhang Zixuan has done is just pitying himself? What's more, if you go out with him at this time, you are bound to be chased by everyone in hell. It doesn't matter to you, but Zhang Zixuan is the master of Yijiao...

Thinking of this, Di Hong clenched her rosy little mouth, turned her head and stopped looking at Zhang Zixuan, and made up her mind to say, "Why? Why should I go with you?

"Come back with me." Zhang Zixuan did not explain, but continued to say. The tone seemed to be much softer, and it seemed that his body was no longer enough to support his loud voice.

"No! I hate your bossy! Why do you want me to do anything? We are just ordinary friends, aren't we?" Without saying a word, Di Hong felt that her heart was pierced by a silver needle. The severe pain made her cry.

"Marry your husband!" Zhang Zixuan shook for a while. He felt that his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton. He quickly supported his body that was about to fall with the thunder god hammer in his hand, so that it would not fall down immediately.

When Di Hong saw that Zhang Zixuan was so tired, a feeling of guilt surged into her heart. She moved her feet and couldn't wait to run to Zhang Zixuan's side and take care of him carefully. Unfortunately, as soon as she moved, she felt that her feet were imprisoned, and she couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried. Only then did she find that this was the tenth level of hell, not the human world.

With a fierce heart, Di Hong decided to make him angry, otherwise those ghosts would appear. Zhang Zixuan really had no way to go to heaven and no way down to the ground!

"I have never fallen to marry you. Although there is the truth of husband and wife, it is just a temporary misunderstanding."

"It's not like you..." Zhang Zixuan said weakly. He raised his head and looked at Di Hong almost with pity: "Okay, Yan Laihong! You won."

Then he stopped talking. His dry and white lips subconsciously squirmed three times...

Di Hongfang's heart trembled, and she could no longer avoid the impact of the bull in front of her, and rushed straight to Zhang Zixuan. Although she has never practiced spiritually, after all, when she was with Zhang Zixuan, she passed through her nine yin veins. At this time, she had an aura, but she didn't know how to release it.

"Ss" only heard a sound of breaking the sky. Di Hong, who had mixed feelings, suddenly felt empty. She flew up in the air for no reason and fell beside Zhang Zixuan. Before she could feel this hard-won feeling, she quickly squatted down and picked up Zhang Zixuan, who fell to the ground.

"Come back with me." Zhang Zixuan muttered.

"Well... I'll go back with you." Di Hong almost answered Zhang Zixuan's words with a choked, but she didn't know whether she could sit down or not.

"Mout~~~~~~"

At this time, the cattle below began to move slowly, as if they felt that someone had escaped in the pit and chased after them with red eyes. They are not an ordinary herd of cattle, but a group of ghost cows. Their cultivation is no less than that of the beginning of a flower. How can they not escape the imprisonment in this pit?

A group of giant bulls with red and golden horns on their heads flew from the bottom of the pit to the two people. The golden ring on the nose kept turning, and the white breath in the nasal cavity kept spewing out.

"Make way." Zhang Zixuan felt a little confused and quickly bit the tip of his tongue. The severe pain in his mouth finally woke him up. He spewed out the blood from the tip of his tongue, drew a gossip on the ground, and then took out a few fairy stones and threw them on the ground. Suddenly, a gossip array was suddenly pulled up.

The innate array is naturally much more powerful than the acquired. However, in terms of the layout conditions, the acquired array is undoubtedly much simpler. Zhang Zixuan was seriously injured at this time. If the layout of the innate array is really hindered, it is better to retreat and choose a more stable acquired array.

"If you can leave some elixir at this moment, you won't be embarrassed!" Zhang Zixuan thought so. Indeed, he has always regarded himself highly. For elixir and magic weapons, he can avoid it. In addition to the magic weapons obtained in the Xuanzi Hall, there were only a few artifacts left to him in the Tianji Road Collection at that time.

As for the elixir, although there are still a lot of elixirs, he has never thought of memorizing a few. Now I know that I have to be prepared for a rainy day, but I have lost the opportunity. I can only take advantage of the opportunity of the day after tomorrow's gossip operation and protection to practice for a while.

It should not be too late. Zhang Zixuan whispered to Di Hong, "Yan Laihong, I'll sit down for a while to refresh myself. If those bulls break through the formation I arranged, then wake me up quickly!"

"Hmm." Di Hong answered on her mouth, but there was a trace of determination in her eyes, but Zhang Zixuan had reached the limit at this moment. How could he observe the wrong in Di Hong's eyes?

"Wo!" Those ghosts were not polite. When they saw Zhang Zixuan meditate and practiced, they shouted for a long time. The hooves in front of him suddenly raised and ran to the gossip array the day after tomorrow.