Chapter 469 Inside the Seventh Floor

Entering the seventh layer of Futu is different from the previous six layers of Futu. After entering the previous six layers of Futu, Hong Yu, the two beasts, unconsciously enveloped them, but when they entered the seventh layer of Futu, they obviously felt the change of time and space. The endless darkness enveloped them in an instant. Time seems to stop at this moment, and it seems that a million years have passed, and you can obviously feel the law of time and space traveling quickly around you.

After a while, the two beasts suddenly appeared in a sea of fire. The endless fire spread directly to the sky. Even if Hong's cultivation had reached the peak of Mahayana and his body was very strong, it burned to the skin and blossom in an instant, and he couldn't help screaming in pain.

Only the next moment, the life tree in Hongyu Dantian suddenly burst into the colorful divine light. With the explosion of this colorful divine light, the severe pain of the fire suddenly eased a lot.

"Squeak... The mouse said, what the hell is in this seventh-story buoyancy? Damn it, he burned your grandfather and me." The dead mouse stood on top of Hong Yu's head and jumped a few times, and his whole body was burned ashes. The ruffian shouted angrily, "Mom, the image of this divine rat is actually destroyed like this. I... I @#¥%&"

"Oh, my God, mouse, it's so funny. It's so funny." The little thing was held in Hong Yu's arms and was not burned. Looking at the dead mouse that was burned black, the little thing suddenly touched its forehead with its furry claws and screamed happily.

"Squeak... Damn it, if you don't laugh at me, can the fire really destroy the handsome image of me? This rat is still as handsome as before. Have you seen it?" The dead mouse posed on Hong Yu's head and couldn't help cursing, "Mom, who made this fire? I curse him for having a son with no asshole and eyes!"

"Oh, the little boy said, mouse, now is not the time to pose and be handsome. First find the soul of Xiaoyu's mother. Where is the seal? The little thing rarely said seriously to the dead mouse.

Hong Yu nodded: "Yes, find it here first. Where is my mother's soul sealed? On the seventh floor of slaughter, I saw my mother's soul sealed on a cross by a thick chain."

With that, Hong Yu stood in the blazing fire and looked around, but there was nothing but fire that jumped into his sight.

According to legend, the seven layers of buoy slaughter is condensed by the good fruits of hundreds of millions of all sentient beings. Each layer of buoy is the good fruit of a lifetime. However, these seven layers of butu seems to be different from the legend. The other six layers are Huangquan Road, and this seventh layer of floating slaughter is a world of fire, and the temperature of this fire is unspiablely high. Elephant, if it hadn't been for Hong Yu's cultivation that had reached the peak of Mahayana and the protection of a life tree in Dantian, he would have been burned to ashes.

No wonder Hong Jingtai said that no one of the Hong family had entered except the six ancestors. Who dares to come in such a horrible world of fire?

"No, what I saw when I was outside was definitely not an illusion. Let's look for it carefully here." Trapped in the colorful divine light, Hong Yu frowned and said slowly.

After saying that, he took the dead mouse and the little thing, stepped on the virtual demon step, and quickly flew forward in the fierce fire. The generous death knife did not withdraw into his mind, and always suspended behind him. Once there was any danger, he was ready to cut it out at any time.

The boundless fire is vast, and there is no end in sight. The more you fly forward, the higher the temperature will be. Long before you fly, Hong Yubian feels as if he is going to melt, and his whole body is in extremely painful.

It is completely conceivable that the mother's soul has been sealed here for decades. What kind of suffering it is.

"Damn, the six ancestors of the Hong family actually sealed my mother's soul here. In time, I will break the void and go to the divine level and destroy them!"

Feeling the severe pain on his body, Hong Yu couldn't help but feel a huge anger in his heart, and a strong murderous intention appeared in his eyes.

"That's right, Xiaoguai said, Xiao Yuyu, I support you." The little thing's two hairy claws hugged Hong Yu's neck and hung it on Hong Yu's chest. It looked quite funny. "Little boy said, little boy has never been so embarrassed."

Despite the protection of colorful divine light, the snow-white hair on the little thing was burned a lot, which made it very annoying. How beautiful the hair was, it was destroyed in this way.

Needless to say, the dead mouse's hair was burned out, and its skin was also black. Along the way, the dead mouse cursed angrily: "The sixth ancestor of the Hong family, this mouse × your sister, this mouse #@¥&..."

"Roar~" Hong Yu roared, and the mysterious air in his body surged crazily, and the divine light from the tree of life in Dantian filled a little more. His eyes were like torches, and he stepped forward unwaveringly.

Outside the seventh floor of Futu, in the hall of the Hong family, the 36 elders of the Hong family and Hong Shangshang can actually see the shadow of Hong Yu, a man and two beasts, faintly reflected in the golden light.

At this time, Hong Yu and others were trapped in the vast sea of fire and flew forward with difficulty. The people in the hall couldn't help frowning, and a faint look of anxiety appeared on their faces.

"Shang, Yier and Yonger, what are the details of Hong Yu? You know better than us. Can he really hold on?" Hong Jingtai turned his face and looked at Hong Shangshang and the three of them. Now, the Hong family has the intention to place Sulan in the position of patriarch. They don't want this plan to become a bubble at that time. Moreover, Hong Yu was cultivated by their ancestors, and they have to ignore it.

At this time, looking at the scene in the seventh floor of Futu, Hong Shangshang and his three girls had already had a layer of crystal sweat on their noses. Hong Shangshang touched the sweat beads on the tip of his nose and said, "His cultivation is at the peak of Dajue. This is a real thing, and his combat effectiveness is even more horrible and unimaginable. In the past, In the monk's battle path on Warcraft Island, almost the whole battle road trembled..."

Hearing Hong Changshang's words, a trace of pride appeared on the faces of the 36 elders. This is the people of our Hong family!

"As for Hong Yu's will, it is resolutely terrible," Hongshang continued, "plus the tree of life in his Dantian, it should be... not a big problem."

"Hmm." Hong Jingtai and other elders all nodded. Hong Jingtai said, "I hope he can persist. In the past, in order to kill people with a knife, Hong Qixiao released the wind to say that he shouldered the responsibility of reviving the Hong family as the first family in ancient times. Now I vaguely feel that this lie is likely to become a fact."