Everlasting Immortal Firmament

The ancient sea broke the seal on the upper official mark, and the upper official mark also looked strangely at the ancient sea. The upper official mark followed the ancient sea long ago, when the ancient sea had just been innate. The ancient sea is also the root of knowledge, but I can't see how the ancient sea can unseal the seal of now Buddha. Doesn't that make sense?

The upper official mark looked at the ancient sea and felt that the ancient sea was becoming more and more mysterious.

As the superior officials stood aside, the ancient sea also began to interrogate the restraining bodhisattva.

The ghost kings and ghost soldiers around seem to want to resist, but, after a tactic from the ancient sea scouts, a lot of trifles of real fire broke out, trapped the ghost soldiers, let the upper official mark grasp the real calabash, held the ghost soldiers, some ghost soldiers resisted, instantly, under the upper official mark of the fire grey smoke extinguished.

Ring the bodhisattva rather die, severely wounded by the ancient sea.

The ghosts shook up and said something that the ancient seas wanted to know.

“Hell's Road? Divided into eighteen levels of hell? Are we on the first floor?” Ancient sea frowns slightly wrinkled.

“Yes, seniors, this is the first hell, that way, that way is the entrance to the second hell, see that entrance?” King Yan pointed to a huge circular entrance in the distance.

The ancient sea turned its head and, indeed, between the mountains in the distance, there was a lot of lightning, lightning centres, an empty entrance, as if it were going somewhere else.

“Every layer of hell has an entrance? So how do we get out?” Ancient Sea Sinking Channel.

“Out? No, there's no way out. Only the pool can get in and out! The other entrances, it seems, are all sealed up in heaven. There is no exit!” King Yan explained in shaking.

“Eighteenth floor of hell? What the hell is the 18th floor?” The ancient sea is confused.

“Eighteen layers of hell is the world's vicious people suffering, innumerable sins in life, suffering in hell, we are the lightest layer, every next layer will create a layer of irritability, violence, want to kill ghosts, vicious ghosts here tear each other apart, but will not die!” King Yan explained.

“Won't die?” Ancient sea frowns slightly wrinkled.

“Seniors, seniors, look, those ghost soldiers who just burned!” King Yan pointed not far above the square.

Hundreds of ghost soldiers had been burned to ashes by an official mark.

But for a moment, there was actually a little bit of soul power gathering up there, slowly, to restore those souls strangely, and the ghost soldiers' souls slowly came back to life.

However, when he survived, he looked at the ancient sea in horror.

“Resurrected?” The ancient sea is confused.

“Yes, so evil ghosts are most afraid to go to hell. Once they go to hell, they will be killed indefinitely. They will kill other ghosts alive, and they will not die. Violent, irritable emotions keep letting them kill, kill, kill, but they will not die. This is a mental disaster!” King Yan laughed bitterly.

“Why?” said Guhai.

“No, I don't know! We've been listening to the Holy Land of Mount Ling, to some of the most heinous people, going deeper into hell!” King Yanluo cautioned.

“Your Majesty, I think I've heard of it!” The upper official mark remained silent for a while.

“Oh?”

“For energy! The demons tear each other apart, tearing them apart takes energy. When they are resurrected into souls, the souls renew their energies, and when they die, their energies are absorbed by this hell. The energy consumed by the soul alive, the energy dissipated by the soul after its death, is actually in this hell, this should be a world of energy collection, the whole hell, collected the most free energy for the six immortals, no one's brand, hidden in this whole world!” The upper organ marks analyzed.

“Energy?” The ancient sea looked at the heavens and the earth.

“Strength, invisible, untouchable. Though there are countless surroundings, it cannot be absorbed!” The superior officer smiled bitterly.

“Eighteen layers of hell, the further down, the more irritable and murderous the heart? And there are countless ghosts on every floor?” The ancient sea looked to King Yan.

“No, no, there's hardly any ghosts below the fifth floor!” King Yan is a spiritual path.

“What do you mean?” The ancient sea is confused.

“Buddha's return pool, only one hour a day can lead to the secret realm of Hell Trail, and no other eleven hours can enter the secret realm of Hell Trail. Because, with the time of the Land of God, eighteen layers of hell, it can only be opened once a day, only one hour at a time!” King Yan was in awe.

“Open once a day? Wait, did you just say," Shenzhou Earth Time "? What do you mean?” Guhai questioned.

“Because one day outside, this first hell, is a thousand years!” King Yan laughed bitterly.

“Outside a day, inside a thousand years?” The superior officer's eyelids glared in surprise.

“You mean, the first floor? Isn't that what the rest of us do?” The ancient sea frowned.

Time is asymmetrical, but the ancient sea was seen on Earth, one day on Earth, one year on Earth's fairy kingdom. This place is a thousand years old?

“Yes, seniors are brilliant, you can see it at a glance!” King Yan immediately greeted him.

“Stop talking nonsense and say it!” Ancient Sea Sinking Channel.

“Yes, eighteen layers of hell, multiplied upwards, the outside world one day, the first one thousand, the second two thousand, the third four thousand, the fourth eight thousand, the fifth sixteen thousand, and so on...!” King Yan was afraid for a while.

“Ten thousand years? Indeed, without ghosts, you can live for 10,000 years without turning around! The fifth floor, indeed, is the limit.” The upper organ marks frowned.

“No, no, the predecessor was wrong. In hell, without Suwon, the age of all stopped from the moment of entry, perhaps, according to the time of the Land of God. Fifth floor? That's because once you close the exit, you have to stay in it for 10,000 years, 10,000 years in a mood of irritability and homicide. 10,000 years, constantly killing ghosts, constantly being killed, constantly resurrected, constantly killing, ……………!” King Yan said, and his heart was frightened.

Ten thousand years?

Superiors are the most horrible place in hell, and ordinary people must have already been driven mad.

“Did you just say that Kong Xuan was imprisoned in fifteen levels of hell?” The ancient sea suddenly looked heavy.

“Yes, I can't imagine how that Kung Xuan's will could be so intransigent, or, in this hellhole, he sandwiched more vicious hearts and heard that instead of going mad, the flames became more arrogant. This hell is divided into eight cold hell, eight hot hell. After the cold heat alternates. Seventeenth floor of lonely hell, extreme loneliness, loneliness to the cold, confinement once, almost all alone by the ages. As for the Eighteenth Floor Infinity Hell, it's like being held forever. No one can go down there. It's horrible!” King Yanlao carries a cold path.

“How long has Kung Shen been in custody?” Ancient Sea Sinking Channel.

“For the world out there, it should be half a month! Inside but...! He was imprisoned on the first floor on the first day, recalcitrant, locked on the second floor on the second day, locked on the third floor on the third day, recalcitrant until the fifteenth floor, almost 32 million years ago!” King Yan reckoned, suddenly poured in the air.

“Yes, at first, the Buddhists thought that KONG Xuan would get mad at this time, but KONG Xuan lived well, and with the time, KONG Xuan Zhou's physical magic grew worse. Ferocious fire, hatred. This kind of grinding, that is, all the Buddha, has not endured, so I heard that Buddha is paying more and more attention to Kong Xuan. Today, it seems to be at all costs to pull Kong Xuan into the Holy Land of Lingshan, not only as a Buddha, but also as if to seal the Buddha, even to give him a higher identity...!” King Yan explained.

“32 million years? Hiss!” The Gu Hai and Shang officials poured in breath air.

Thirty-two million years without being disturbed by the killing attributes of hell, the heart must have been so grinding.

“The future Buddha went to persuade Kong Xuan?” Ancient Sea Sinking Channel.

“Yeah, it's been 32 million years, deep inside the town, if Kong Xuan disagrees, he's going to be repressed into the 16th floor of hell. One day, it's 32 million years inside! He'll go crazy sooner or later! I can't stand compromise!” King Yan explained.

“King of the Mings? What a powerful will!” There was a deep flash in the eyes of the ancient sea.

“Your Majesty, it seems that the eighteenth level of hell is asymmetrical in time, and the future Buddha will not be able to return at half an hour.” The superior official mark explains.

The ancient sea nodded.

“Oh, the future Buddha will send us here, it also seems useful, it only takes one day outside, this first layer of hell, is a thousand years, a thousand years, if tortured, more secrets will be tortured out!” The upper official marks show a slight resentment.

The ancient sea took a deep breath and looked ugly for a while.

“Say, is there a way out?” The ancient sea looked to King Yan.

“No, no, except for the return pool, or God will open the exit, otherwise there will be no way out, all roads will be sealed by God!” King Yan shook his head.

The ancient sea had no choice but to look at the severely wounded restraint of bodhisattva.

“Oh, cough cough, Guhai, can you kill me?” To restrain Bodhisattva from revealing herself.

“Kill you? In the eighteenth level of hell, you will not die. I wonder if I should throw you into the eighteenth level of hell and let you enjoy this long time, a day later, maybe now the Buddha will come to you!” The ancient sea smiled coldly.

Throw it in the 18th floor of hell for a day? No, that was 130 million years ago.

To think of it, the Ritual Bodhisattva is a fierce spirit.

“You, dare you, future Buddha on the 15th floor of hell, you can't!” Ring off the apparition in the heart of Bodhisattva.

Ring Buddha firmly believes that if he were in there, he would have gone mad, sooner or later he would turn into a pile of stones, without any thoughts.

“Well, it depends on your cooperation. Say, how do you get out?” The ancient sea gazed.

“I can't get out. There's no exit. There's no exit!” There is some fear in restraining Bodhisattva.

“Ho!”

At this moment, behind the ancient sea, there was a sudden loud noise. A giant beast claw slammed toward the top of the ancient sea.

“Listen to Bodhisattva!” Yan Luo Wangtung knelt down scared.

“Boom!”

A loud noise, the ancient sea jammed like a previously jammed bodhisattva, instantly jammed the beast claw of the great beast dictation.

“Oh, have you waited long enough for a kid to send you a message?” The ancient sea turned its head and looked coldly at the lurking beast.

The giant beast pulled out his arm, but was caught dead by the ancient sea.

“Jomtien Palace, third place? Nice trick. Too bad you met me. Get down!” The ancient seafinder fell.

“Boom!”

Di suddenly threw herself to the ground, and the earth was trembling.