Chapter 212 Don't Kneel to Death!

The bronze ancient coffin shook violently, as if some monster was going to break out of it, and all forty-nine chains were pulled loudly. Under the copper coffin, above the bone well, an illusory world spread out of the well. From the position of Cai Yu and the madman, the world was shrouded in blood, and countless fierce ghosts shuttled through it, constantly roaring.

Black gas is constantly overflowing from the bone well, and the illusory world seems to be really emerging from it. The roar of the fierce ghost is getting louder and louder. Correspondingly, the vibration of the copper coffin is becoming more and more shocking.

Cai Yu was deeply suppressed by the scene in front of him. The illusory world became clearer and clearer, and he clearly saw the appearance of all kinds of fierce ghosts in it. Or with black wings on their back, or ferociously twisted faces, or full of blood, or with bull-headed snake bodies. These so-called fierce ghosts are all the appearances of various races of the underworld, the fallen angels, the Yesha clan, the witches, and many races that Cai Mei saw in the world of Qianmingzhan. They all died sadly. Miserable, the face is painfully twisted!

The world is vaguely divided into more than a dozen layers, each of which suppresses strength and different races. On their bodies, many people are subjected to shocking torture, such as fire and heat, cold and cold, big pits and valleys, plucking out the tongue, Ling Chi, and all kinds of incredible torture are common, which makes people's scalp. Ma.

The 18th floor! There are 18 floors in total! Does the nose hell really exist? The madman looked at the illusory world in disbelief and took a deep breath.

"Abi hell?" Cai Yu reluctantly suppressed his shocked mind and showed puzzled eyes to the madman.

"I once stayed in the Yanluo Hall in the Ten Halls of Greedy Island for a period of time, and read some of the secret classics, which there was a description of the Abi Hell. It is said that if some races are disrespectful to the heavenly way, they will be entered into the mysterious space called the eighteen-story hell, and will never be surpassed. I didn't expect such a place to really exist!"

"Are you disrespectful to heaven?" Cai Yu looked at the eighteen layers of hell where countless fierce ghosts roared, his eyes flashed slightly, and finally showed a trace of coldness. What is the way of heaven? He doesn't believe in heaven and earth, but only in himself. The body becomes the emperor, the soul becomes the emperor, and I am the way of heaven.

This deviant thought came to Cai Yu's mind at this moment, as if it was a new sign, and it seemed that it had already burned in his heart, but it was hooked out again at this moment.

"The copper coffin seems to be suppressing the world in the bone well." Cai Yu turned his eyes to the bronze ancient coffin, and saw that the countless vicissitudes of copper carvings on it emitted strange light, intertwined into mysterious and complex patterns, and there was a look that he wanted to beat the illusory world into the bone well.

And the demon-like roar came from the bronze ancient coffin. Maybe it was blocked by the coffin body, so the sound was so dull.

"Well, this is a large array that is difficult for me to see clearly. The copper coffin is an eye, and together with forty-nine huge chains, it forms an unfathomable array, sealing the strange bone well."

The madman showed his thoughtful eyes and said for a long time, "I'm afraid that the mysterious curse is also derived from this formation. If you can give me time to study this array, it may make me go further on this road."

"Don't study it. Let's go out alive." Cai Yue stared at the virtual shadow of the eighteen-story hell. The races there were as vast as a sea of smoke. At this moment, they all turned into fierce ghosts and roared over hell, as if they wanted to break through the imprisonment of heaven and earth.

Under the accumulation of the grievances of countless fierce ghosts, the virtual shadow of the 18-layer hell is becoming clearer and clearer, and the black gas overflowing from the bone well is becoming more and more amazing, as if the hell is about to break away from the bone well and come to this dead land.

Cai Yu, who cultivates the death formula, has always been **. He can feel that those black gas are all extremely pure death gas, which is no worse than the quality of the dead gas he forcibly detained with the death formula.

"Is the well really a hell? Prison demon abyss, prison demon abyss, that's what it means. Cai Yu's mind turned around, and at the same time, he pulled the madman and began to slowly retreat back. He could clearly feel that the dead gas was very unstable, as if there would be a huge blowout and unexpected changes in the well at any time.

Rumble!

Just as he stepped back, the bone well erupted, and countless black ** spewed out of the well, which suddenly contaminated the bronze ancient coffin, making the bronze carved patterns on the coffin dimmed!

"The dead gas is highly condensed into **!" Seeing this scene, Cai Yu was shocked. He never thought that death could be so concentrated. His death formula continued to become stronger with the growth of his cultivation. I don't know if he could one day refine death into **.

The bronze ancient coffin was polluted by black **, and the formation was suddenly blocked. The roar of the fierce ghost in the well suddenly became deafening, as if the sky was about to fall down. And the virtual shadow of the eighteen layers of hell is getting clearer and clearer, as if it is about to break through a mysterious space and come with a real existence.

The sound of the chain rattling became more violent. The bronze ancient coffin began to shake violently than ever before, and the coffin lid kept shaking, as if a fierce beast was about to break out.

At one moment, the coffin lid was lifted up, and a withered palm stretched out from the inside and pressed on the edge of the coffin!

Seeing this scene, Cai Yu and the madman almost stopped breathing. Under the riot of the bone well, they finally provoked the mysterious existence in the coffin!

"Roar!"

A distant roar came clearly from the copper coffin. It was no longer dull, but covered the roar of all the fierce ghosts in an instant, as if the emperor was angry, making the world tremble!

Just hearing this sound, the corners of Cai Yu's mouth directly overflowed with soul blood, and the soul body began to be illusory. It was just a roar, which made him have a trend of unstable soul body!

Looking at the madman, although he was much better than Cai Yu, he was also pale and looked at the withered hand stretched out from the coffin with fear.

Boom!

At a certain moment, the lid of the coffin was directly overturned, and then the coffin was suspended in mid-air, and in the coffin, a mummified corpse slowly got up.

This is obviously a corpse, with a shroud on his body. His body has already withered, and it seems that only the skin and bones are connected. His eyes are deep concave, his nose is high and straight, and his lips are dark purple. At the moment he got up, his eyes without any light were dripping, full of demons, which made people wonder whether he was still alive or not.

bang!

His hand gently patted on the bronze ancient coffin, and the copper coffin burst into a hot divine light in an instant, which suddenly evaporated the black ** condensed from the dead gas!

With the beating of the mummified corpse, the copper coffin burst out, and forty-nine huge chains were flowing with tidal glow, which completely suppressed the bone well at once. The shadow of the 18th floor of hell quickly became illusory, and all the fierce ghosts there roared unwillingly, except for resentment in their eyes looking over hell. In addition, there is a trace of sadness and sadness.

Yes, it's sad and sad. This should not have appeared in a group of evil spirits, but somehow, Cai Yu can clearly feel this emotion. He even had an absurd feeling that those fierce spirits had a kind of almost faith-like fanaticism and loyalty to the mummified corpses that suppressed them.

The virtual shadow of the eighteenth floor of hell quickly dissipated, and the mute who got up did not stand up, but quickly glanced around with dead eyes, and finally stayed where Cai Yu and the madman were.

At this moment, a supreme majesty permeated the void, which made Cai Yu and the madman dare not breathe for fear of attracting the attention of the mummified corpse.

However, the mummified corpse's eyes always stayed on them, and a silent dullness permeated. Cai Yu actually felt that the pressure on his body was inexplicably heavy. Looking at the mummified eyes, he actually had an impulse to worship.

"It's over, it caught his attention." The madman clenched his teeth, seemed to be under great pressure, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Puffing. A mouthful of soul blood spit out of Cai Yu's mouth, and his soul body became more illusory. The mummified body was just a silent glance, which caused great damage to his soul body and showed a tendency to collapse.

The mummified corpse's eyes always stay in the place of the madman and Cai Yu. The supreme pressure is like mountains and seas, as if there is only one glance left in the world, and the three worlds and six paths have become small.

Bang. The madman actually knelt down. His feet kept trembling, and his expression was pale. His always cynical face could no longer be seen at all. He was more like a minister who had committed a serious crime and waited for the king to be dealt with.

If you want me to die, I have to die. Cai Yu actually had this absurd feeling at this moment. There was an impulse to kneel down in his mind, but at the same time, arrogance that did not kneel in the world also burst out at this time. He couldn't kneel!

"Kneel down! That definitely reaches the existence of the legendary imperial realm. If you don't kneel, the pressure alone can strangle you into pieces!" Seeing that Cai Yu was gritting his teeth and motionless, the madman couldn't help whispering anxiously. For people like him, kneeling down doesn't mean anything. He can still be free after getting up, but he doesn't know anything about Cai Yu at all.

Although his cultivation is weak, there is an unyielding pride in the depths of Cai Yu's heart, and this pride is very important to him. In his life, he has only knelt down to Mo Lao. In addition, even on this day, this place, can't let him kneel down!

The eyes of the mummified corpse were removed from the madman and completely transferred to Cai Yuen. A more terrible pressure permeated, which made Cai Yuen look ferocious and painful.

The indifferent eyes, the dead eyes, just a glance, forced Cai Yu to be embarrassed! Cai Yu roared. He was unwilling. He would never kneel down. Under endless pressure, he clenched his fists and hit the ground vigorously. His expression was twisted and ferocious, but he refused to kneel down!

Don't kneel to the sky, don't kneel to the ground, even the godless emperor, can't make his spine fall! Cai Yu roared like an injured beast, spitting out a few mouthfuls of soul blood again, and his soul body began with a large-scale collapse from his feet!