A moment later, Qin He arrived at the deepest part of the seventeenth level of hell.

The most powerful evil spirits in the underworld are imprisoned here.

A hundred steps away from the corner of the underground palace, there is a blue-black door.

The gate was covered in dust, and the underground palace passage leading to the gate was densely covered with black silk threads.

This is the silk web made by the netherworld spider unique to the underworld. It is similar to the spider in the earth. The difference is that it does not survive by hunting, but by absorbing bad luck and evil energy to survive.

This spider spins its web very slowly and is a resting creature. It takes ten years to form silk and a hundred years to form a web.

However, here, a nest has formed, like thousands of black veils.

A breath of dust came to my face.

"Shangxian, this spirit has a great background. Do you really want to go?"

The Ghost King carefully reminded that the way it looked at the end of the passage was filled with deep fear.

Uneasiness is almost written on its face.

The underworld is a place that has existed for who knows how many years. There are some things in it that even the second-in-command of the underworld cannot explain.

As for how terrifying it is, let me just say one thing.

There are records in the underworld that three "Kings of Hell" died here.

After the two Yamas entered, they never came out again.

Another one just stood at the door for a while and then fell apart.

This is a place in the underworld that even the king of hell and the ghosts are unwilling to talk about or even mention.

It represents terror and taboo.

No one knows where it comes from, even the book of life and death is blank.

I'm not even sure whether the things inside are "being" imprisoned.

As long as I know that this prison is not close to me, everything will be fine.

As time passed, it became this scene.

At the same time, information about it was slowly forgotten.

"Are you scared?" Qin He glanced at it.

The Ghost King's face froze slightly and he nodded reluctantly.

This is a place that ten thousand people don’t want to come to.

But it couldn't resist Qin He's insistence on coming, so it had no choice but to lead the way.

It's not that it's timid, it's that it may be implicated no matter what the outcome of the fight between the two powers. If you don't lead the way, you'll offend Qin He, and if you lead the way, you'll offend the evil spirits inside. God knows what the consequences will be.

"If you're afraid, just stay here."

Qin He dropped a word and shot out a burst of flame from his hand.

The flame was spherical in shape, as big as a basin, and was blue in color. The moment it left your hand, a wave of heat hit your face.

Nanming Lihuo Fireball Technique.

"Boom~"

Wherever the flame passed, the netherworld spider silk was instantly ignited, and then burned into nothingness in just a few breaths.

Not even smoke came out.

The passage cleared, revealing the bones lying on the ground.

There are as many as ten tools, all of which have been pulverized.

The fireball hit the door and was shaken like a tower of sand, turning into a pile of bone powder.

The Ghost King looked at all this in shock.

The origin of ghosts is spirit bodies. After turning into ghosts, they will gradually condense into physical entities and become more and more like humans. However, those who can condense bones like humans are all powerful people.

Although it is not ruled out that there may be living people coming here.

But the number of dozens of tools is enough to explain everything.

The recorded deaths of the three kings of hell must be only part of them.

Qin He raised his legs and walked towards the door step by step.

Of course he knew there was great horror inside, but there were two reasons why he had to go.

The first one is naturally a reward. The mortal realm is still making breakthroughs and we have to continue to struggle.

Secondly, the longer you live, the more shadow puppet content you can see after being burned.

Right now, it was exactly what he needed urgently.

So even if it's a sea of ​​swords and fire, you still have to go through it.

The white bones under his feet turned into powder, and he had lost all his identity.

No one knows who they are or when they came here.

Soon Qin He came to the gate.

The fireball spell left no trace on it.

However, at this moment, an extremely powerful energy suddenly struck Qin He from the crack in the door.

What is completely different from the cold underground palace is that this energy is not cold, but is extremely holy and majestic, making Qin He's whole body pores open, making him feel like a fairy.

It was as if every hair and pore on the body was about to ascend and leave the body.

There is a strong sense of comfort in my mind that makes me sink.

Qin He's eyes showed a look of indifference, but this indifference disappeared just as quickly as it appeared.

The next moment, Qin He's whole body vibrated with energy, and this energy was isolated.

Qin He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

What a powerful spell-breaking technique.

If I hadn't woken up from my trance in time just now, I would have been disintegrated.

"Boom~"

Immediately afterwards, the energy slowly retreated.

The green door slowly opened, and seven-colored divine light shot out from the door, becoming a dazzling color in front of Qin He.

The next moment, wait for Qin He to see things again.

The surrounding scene has completely changed.

He was actually in a world where flowing water was flowing and birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.

The scenery here is picturesque and full of vitality.

In the fields, the wheat fields are slightly yellow, undulating in the breeze, forming a pleasing wave of wheat.

In the mountains and fields, there are herds of cattle and sheep, fat and strong.

The strong men were plowing the fields, sweating profusely.

A beautiful woman is weaving clothes.

Ignorant children are running around and playing, vigorous teenagers are studying in school and chanting loudly.

Everywhere you look, you can see a paradise scene.

In the distant sky, there is a sacred mountain with thousands of Buddha's lights on it, illuminating all living beings and rivaling the brightness of the rising sun.

Qin He frowned slightly.

Because he didn't realize that this village had the characteristics of an illusion.

On the ground, ants forage for food.

The grass and morning dew are clearly visible.

There are still insects eating the fruits on the treetops.

Everything is so real.

Even Qin He doubted whether he had entered another world.

"Strange guest, where are you from?"

Not far away, a group of novice monks walked out of the village. They saw Qin He clasping his hands and bowing, and stepped forward to ask.

"I...got lost, where are we?" Qin He asked.

"This is Jinghe Village. We are going to make a pilgrimage to Lingshan Mountain. Are you going there too?" The leading novice asked, pointing in the direction of the sacred mountain.

"Uh...yes." Qin He nodded.

"Then we can go on the road together. The journey is a bit far, so we need to speed up." The leader of the novices warmly invited.

So Qin He followed them and headed towards the sacred mountain to find out.

On the way, Qinhe passed one village after another.

They are all the same as Jinghe Village, where men farm and women weave, chickens and dogs hear each other, and they are peaceful and peaceful.

There is no food for the people here, no hungry beggars, everyone is well fed, clothed and full of life.

The old are taken care of, the young are taught, and it is difficult to be helped.

The novice monk took Qin He for three days. No matter where he went to seek alms, he was treated warmly.

Every village has a Buddhist temple and a novice monk.

Three days later, Qin He arrived at the foot of the sacred mountain.

There is a city at the foot of the mountain, prosperous and prosperous, merchants are not short of money, and shops do not bully customers.

There is no trace of "official government" here, but everyone is humble.

Don't pick up lost things on the road, don't close your door at night.

There are also hundreds of Buddhist temples with countless monks.
Chapter completed!