Chapter 238 Pagoda of Hell

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The jade steps are winding and winding, and there is no top. It seems that they can't go to the head, and the more they go up, the lighter the holy white jade atmosphere is. It seems that there is another breath that corrodes and assimilates it.

There is a total of one layer of the Hell Pagoda, with a drop of tens of thousands of meters from the surface. On average, each floor is more than 1,000 meters deep. Coupled with the twists and turns of the steps, the journey is more than doubled.

Looking at Wang Wujian's crying and laughing, Mian Xilong walked and said, "The Hell Pagoda has seven floors, plus the base and the top of the tower, which is nine floors. The place where we are located is the base part, which is very calm. Few people know, and few people come. I remember that we can reach the first floor of the pagoda eight times. At that time, you will be surprised and speechless.

Mian Xilong has never looked sideways. Like a gecko, his limbs are close to the wall. His eyes are firm and he always staring at the top. If it hadn't been for taking care of Wang Wujian, it would have climbed up and down the wall to the first floor or even higher.

"Is it really a treasure?" Wang Wujian suddenly came back to life. If it is a treasure, gold and silver treasures will definitely be indispensable. I'm afraid there will be rare magic weapons. If the fate is in place, he may be able to find two new partners who are willing to do.

As it gradually goes up, the white and tender white jade walls and steps have become dim, as if they are shrouded in some breath, and it seems that they have absorbed some impurities and changed color over time. They are gray and a little weird.

Finally, Wang Wujian stepped up the last few steps, and a spacious and comparable hall of the hall gradually appeared in view. The hall was about 100 meters high and was not as spacious as the conference and lecture hall of the college. The surrounding walls were also built of white jade, as if this was really an incomparable jade mountain. However, the white jade here The stones are all more gray colors, reflecting the dull gray light under the light of tens of thousands of years of candles.

Wang Wujian stared at his pupils in horror and glanced at everything he could see. Compared with the base part just now, the first layer of pagoda is very different. If the base is heaven, then this layer is hell.

The spacious hall is full of bones. There are beasts but more human beings. The flesh and flesh have long been corrupted. White bones are exposed in the tattered clothes. There are even many bones that lack arms and legs. The corpses are separated. It can be said that there is no whole body. Some corpses are still shrouded in strange gray fog. It doesn't seem to be dead. Ganxin, it seemed that he would jump up and fight again at any time. Wang Wujian dared not come out. He held the weapon tightly and followed Mian Xilong.

There are different shades of scratches on the surrounding walls and the ground, and there are inch wide cracks in some places, which are shocking. Can you imagine how fierce the battle was in those years?

Mian Xilong stayed at the top, overlooking every inch, and then silently continued along the stone steps leading to the upper floor.

"There have been a very tragic battle here. Did you also participate in it?" Wang Wujian was stunned for a moment and quickly chased him and asked. He jumped between countless white skeletons, and his back was cold and shocked.

"Yes, as you can see, more than 300 years ago, there was a shocking battle in the pagoda of hell, and several of my friends also participated in it." Mian Xilong said that there was no emotion in his tone. Perhaps it was indifference because the misery that touched its memory and made it too sad. Maybe he didn't care about casualties at all.

"For what?" Wang Wujian asked again.

"Maybe you will know in the future, but I can't tell you now, because you don't need to know. It will make you unsafe. My friends will kill you, and some martial arts will also kill you." Mian Xilong said seriously.

Looking at its resolute attitude, I couldn't ask anything. Wang Wujian shrugged his shoulders and could only give up. The steps circled straight up. After a long climb, he finally came to the second floor of the pagoda.

All the white jade on the rest of the road shows a gray and dark color. The more you go up, the darker the color will be. When you step on the last step, there is a solemn ink color. The regular chandeliers on the top have long been destroyed and shape, emitting weak light, barely illudgingly illuminating the huge ground.

This is also a hellish world. It can be seen from the cracks on the ground and surrounded by spider webs that the intensity of the battle is not necessarily the same as the first layer, and from the bones of the dead at the scene, it can be concluded that the strength of this level and the warriors is stronger than that of the first layer. The bones of the monster are either extremely huge or flashing with soft light corresponding to the attributes of the inner elixir. There are all kinds of black, white, red, yellow and green, and these potholed weapons lying on the ground are also made of higher grade than those used by the first layer of people, all made of yellow titanium or silver titanium.

Wang Wujian was extremely shocked. The scene of nearly a hundred strong men fighting fiercely with dozens of domineering monsters came to his mind. Blood was flying, the limbs were broken and dancing wildly. The angry howls shook the pagoda, and the fierce energy shook Nanshan. After the blood fog filled the blood, the blood flowed into a river, and hundreds of souls of the dead looked down on the endgame, either helpless, angry, or sad, and finally turned into a stream of resentment wandering in the inability to get out of the hell pagoda, and finally integrated into the holy white jade, dyeing it into a ferocious dark black.

When Wang Wujian came to his senses, Mian Xilong had already climbed up, and even turned out of his realization. A gloomy wind rose flat, which scared Wang Wujian to be covered with chestnuts, screamed "Mianxi worm" and ran up in a hurry.

It's another long step road. Fortunately, Wang Wujian's physique is stronger than ordinary people. Otherwise, he would climb thousands of steps in a row and be scared.

The scene on the third floor is just like what Wang Wujian thought. The ground is full of the bones of people and beasts, and it is more dense. There is almost no place to land. Every foot goes down, there will be a creaking sound of bones, which is creepy.

The battle traces of this layer are even more shocking. The dark black walls around are cracked, which is wide enough to put your head in. Through the cracks, you can see that the black poison gas is swallowed up by the white jade, and it is half a meter deep. It can be imagined how much fierce and moldy gas emitted from the decay of these corpses. Although the ground However, it is covered with corpses, but occasionally cracks as wide as a foot can be seen, and broken limbs are everywhere. If the battle is just over, it must be miserable here. No matter how strong the strength is, I'm afraid that people will inevitably vomit.

Wang Wujian picked up a broken yellow titanium sword from the ground and tried to identify which family emblem or some kind of symbol was inlaid on it, but unfortunately, nothing was found. The only half of the sword body had been shaken into cracks in the battle, as if it could be completely turned into fragments with a light shot.