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Chapter 271 Amitabha, the poor monk is hell(2/2)

Feel the benefits of absorbing karma fire, and Shen Tian walked towards a higher stairs.

Every time you step on a higher level, the concentration of karma fire will be higher than before, and the feeling of pleasure will be stronger.

Chen Tian could feel that his body was undergoing transformation. The bottleneck that originally took some time to break through was broken.

That film is broken!

Chen Tian's body surface emits a brilliant golden light.

The second turn of the golden body is natural and it is still consolidating its foundation at a rapid speed.

Level 10, Level 20, Level 30…

Level 70, Level 80, Level 90…

Soon, Chen Tian completely climbed to the altar of karma fire and sat cross-legged on the altar.

The six paths of reincarnation in the body were running at an unprecedented speed, and frantically devouring the karma fire on the altar.

Fire is born from earth, especially karma fire encounters earth of reincarnation, which is even more like a mouse encounters a cat.

The flames on the entire karma fire altar were rushing towards Shen Tian's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the entire karma fire altar slowly appeared cracks and spread at a very fast speed, and finally...

Cracks expanded to the entire surface of the altar and collided together and cracked.

The energy of the entire karma fire altar is exhausted and turned into powder.

Duang~

Chen Tian was immersed in the surging pleasure like a wave at this time, and suddenly he felt his body lightening.

The whole person fell directly from the air ten feet high, sitting on the ground, smashing a big hole in the ground.

"What's going on? Why is it gone!"

Chen Tian opened his eyes in a daze, his face still unfulfilled.

Let's do some more, what if you can't afford it!

He even touched the layer of the three-turn film of the golden body. As long as he had some karma fire to temper his body, he felt that he could poke it over.

Turning around and looking at the eighth-grade petals that have grown most of the karma red lotus, Chen Tian grinned and said, "Little Red Flower, why don't you squeeze some for me?"

The red lotus of the karma fire trembled violently and rushed behind the Red Lotus Heavenly Lord, trembling.

What the hell, this young man is so scary!

I have to eat it in one bite when I absorb the karma fire. This guy absorbs the karma fire as if he takes off his head and pours it into his stomach.

Aren’t you afraid of being unable to bear it? Aren’t you afraid of indigestion? There are so many red lotus karma fires in the altar, and I choked after eating one or two percent of the flowers.

This guy is so good that he directly absorbed all the energy from the entire altar, and he is still not satisfied and has enough to eat?

I still want to let Benhua squeeze it to you? Benhua is not a human, but you are a real dog!

...

At the same time, there is a place in the ancient country in countless places.

"The Dharma King Wusheng, Chi Lian Tianzun and his group have arrived at the altar of Karma Fire."

"It's okay, although the Red Lotus Heavenly Lord has the red lotus in his hand, he can only absorb 20% of the karma fire, and at least it will take an hour to digest it. By then, my monk's plan has already been successful."

"But the Dharma King, all the karma fire on the altar is gone, and even the altar collapses."

“???!!!”

"No... it's okay, it's okay. That treasure has been sealed in the formation by me, and no one can untie it!"

...

After sucking the altar of karma fire dry, Chen Tian could clearly feel that the power of essence and blood in his body became stronger.

If the Southern Ming Li Fire represents masculine fire, then the karma fire in hell is feminine fire, each with its mysterious features.

The two Hokages merged together, not only did they not have any conflict, but instead met with Ganchai and the scumbag girl and the sea king, instantly hooked up together.

The new flame seems to have become stronger than before!

Chen Tian's golden body also became more scattered after absorbing enough energy.

He could feel that the third turn is not far away, and the huge power in his body was far more than the third turn.

Those forces that have not been completely absorbed by him are hidden in his body and need to be quietly excavated and controlled in the future.

“Good job!”

Ye Qingcang's relieved voice rang in Shen Tian's mind: "Continue to go! That good thing is about to appear!"

...

Chen Tian nodded and followed behind Chilian Tianzun and Danwu Tianzun.

After leaving special marks for other immortal monks along the way, the three of them continued to walk along Huangquan Road.

After rushing for hundreds of miles, the Huangquan Road finally came to an end.

What comes to us is the boundless sea of ​​flowers on the other side. In the central area of ​​this sea of ​​flowers, there is a deep black palace.

The palace looks cold and stern, and the gate is red, as if it is a bloody mouth that can swallow all those who enter the palace.

In front of the palace, an ancient monument was erected with four big characters engraved on it - the Small Nether Palace!

"If I'm not mistaken, this palace should be the core area of ​​the Netherworld Yellow Springs Domain."

Danwu Tianzun said with a serious look: "Although this palace is only a few miles in size, it contains countless changes in the field."

"Maybe when we enter, we will find that the space inside is much larger than we imagined, and the hidden crisis is much more than we imagined."

"This person's attainment in field formation has definitely reached the level of a saint, and he is far inferior to that of a deity!"

Obviously, Danwu Tianzun was very afraid of this "field saint".

She thought that she could not compare with this person with her own methods in "seeking spirits and breaking veins".

"We have already left marks for the Holy Lord and the others along the way. Should we wait until they arrive and explore this ancient temple..."

Before Danwu Tianzun finished speaking, he stopped.

Because she found that Chen Tian, ​​who was originally standing behind him, suddenly walked forward again.

But he saw him standing in front of this small Nether Palace, and his hands began to make seals continuously, and he punched mysterious seal techniques into the void.

Danwu Tianzun's eyes were slightly condensed, and she could see that the seals Chen Tian made at this time were all special seals for spiritual vein masters, and were used to control the earth vein formations.

Could it be that Shenxiao Saint Chen Tian wants to use his own technique of finding spirits and cutting veins to unlock the formation of this Nether Palace?

This is too incredible, after all, he is a saint of formation!

...

What is even more incredible is that when more and more seal techniques penetrate into the void.

The little Nether Palace actually began to vibrate violently, and then slowly turned into powder from head to toe.

Yes, it's broken ~

This small Nether Palace, which made Danwu Tianzun extremely afraid, was formed by the formation saint of the field formation quietly arranged and condensed, was broken like this!

How did the Holy Son of Shenxiao do it? Can he be comparable to a saint in the spiritual vein field?

How is this possible!

You should know that it is more difficult to become a saint in terms of field formations than to become a saint.

With Chen Tian’s current age, how could he do it?

To be honest, Danwu is a little skeptical about life.

"Success!"

Chen Tian didn't know and didn't care about Dan Wu's thoughts.

A smile appeared on his face, and a small silver-white porcelain plate slowly flew out of his body, projecting light in all directions.

As silver light shone, a red light shot out from the thick black fog formed by the powder of the Nether Palace.

When this red light appeared, the endless sea of ​​flowers on the other side slowly bowed down.

The flowers that were originally blooming were now all gathered into buds.

It seemed as if I was paying homage to the red light!

...

At the same time, there is a place in the ancient country in countless places.

The monk on the left is dressed up, and the man in Shura armor on the right is originally mindful of the sutra.

Weird runes were floating beside him, emitting a faint luster and containing a special mystery.

Suddenly, the strange monk spit out a mouthful of blood, and all the runes beside him burst.
Chapter completed!
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