The stinging pain from the spiritual sea forced Ji Meng to concentrate on dispelling the raging flames. The feeling of weightlessness made him unable to stabilize his body, and he could only passively fall into the sea of ​​underworld.

After he solved the Qi Gang characters that Ouyang Chili had plotted against him at some point, the moment he emerged from the sea, he was greeted by boundless darkness.

There is no light in the Buddha Realm of the Underworld. All that can be seen is the endless darkness, and what is deeper than this black is the underworld sea under Ji Meng's feet.

The thick and turbid waves kept rolling, and every drop of sea water was exuding resentment. You could even faintly hear angry shouts from the water drops!

This is the Sea of ​​Despair, a sea of ​​despair made of huge death energy and countless corpses and flesh.

It is not only the human race that is silent under the sea, there are also millions of monsters who invaded the territory of the Buddha Kingdom and were killed by Quezhou Yifandu!

Ji Meng took a deep breath, a black teardrop inexplicably appeared in the corner of his eye, and uncontrollable sadness poured out of his heart.

He watched the black tears fall into the sea of ​​​​underworld, blending into it perfectly. His expression was slightly startled, and at the same time, he began to question whether the Demon Emperor's decision was correct for the first time.

"You saw it."

The moment the voice sounded, Ji Meng also abandoned the messy thoughts in his mind. He raised his head and looked straight ahead. Even though the place was filled with infinite darkness, he could still see the clear figure standing ten steps away from him.

Location.

"I saw it. But, I don't regret it."

Wang Tianyun seemed to be very satisfied with his answer, nodded and said:

"That's good. Your lack of regret will allow them to fully vent their lingering resentment."

"Them?" Ji Meng frowned slightly, and when he looked down at the Minghai, which was as calm as a black mirror, he already understood what Wang Tianyun was referring to.

When he raised his head again, the indifference in his eyes showed that Lord Ce of the Demon Clan had regained his absolute composure.

"I'm curious, why no thunder punishment comes?"

"Because you cannot die under the punishment of thunder." Wang Tianyun suddenly opened his arms, and the gorgeous black cassock lifted up without any wind, making a rustling sound.

"They're back! They're all back!" Wang Tianyun looked a little crazy at this time, and his suppressed hatred burst out instantly, before Ji Meng could even react to what was coming back.

Then he saw Wang Tianyun holding his right palm high, evil demonic energy gathering in his palm, and black light flashing all over his body, like a black gilded Buddha statue.

The giant Buddha transformed into his palm took eighteen steps, as if he had stepped through eighteen levels of hell!

When the palm blasted out, the terrifying scene of Senluo Hell was reflected all around!

Especially in this land of eternal night, the power of this move far exceeds the power displayed by Xie Tathagata!

The four postures of annihilating Zen·Fallen Yama·Buddha has no crossing!

Ji Meng frowned slightly, facing the numerous hells transformed by the power of his palms, he just used a feather fan instead of a sword, with the tip of the fan as the tip of the sword.

After one strike, the first layer of tongue-pulling hell has broken.

But as the hell collapsed, the sound of wind around him became clearer, and even the corners of his clothes were gently lifted.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The second level, the third level, the fourth level, the fifth level, all the hells in front of Ji Meng's feather fan were easily penetrated like fragile white paper, but Ji Meng's expression became more solemn.

At this moment, he felt a hint of chill in the breeze blowing across his face, which gradually grew to a bone-chilling coldness that reached the bottom of his heart.

That was not the wind. Just after he penetrated the tenth level of hell, he had some enlightenment.

But below, the depths of the originally peaceful sea of ​​​​underworld once again let out that kind of roar full of hatred. The noisy voices began to gather, and the resentment rising into the sky caused another ripple on the sea surface.

"Is this your self-confidence?" After Ji Meng pierced the eighteenth level of hell, he looked at Wang Tianyun with a pale face.

Wang Tianyun turned a deaf ear to this. When Ji Meng broke through his palm power, he was already cross-legged in mid-air, clasped his hands together, and looked at the sky with compassionate eyes.

As streaks of black light emerged from his body, he seemed to have turned into a sun, a dark sun that should only exist in the Buddhist kingdom of the underworld.

It's just that the sunlight emanating from it is darker than this world filled with endless resentment, and darker than this terrifying sea of ​​despair.

Inexplicably, a heavy bell sounded between heaven and earth.

Ji Meng saw a pagoda, a Guangze pagoda that was originally used by the Buddhist kingdom to gather faith. However, compared to the former solemn tower, the current Guangze pagoda was painted a layer of black.

Including the bell on the top of the tower, he could clearly see the Buddhist inscriptions engraved on the bell, the Buddhist inscriptions of compassion condensed into bright red characters.

Under the pagoda stood countless Buddhists, wearing pitch black cassocks, clasping their hands devoutly and chanting something unknown.

Boom!

The second bell rang, and all the Buddhas suddenly raised their heads and looked at Ji Meng's position, pairs of red pupils filled with strong murderous intent.

Boom!

The third bell sounded, and the bright red Buddhist inscriptions on the bell seemed to be awakened. The red color began to slowly spread, until the entire bell and even the pitch black Guangze Pagoda were dyed a little red in the darkness.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

The bell rang rhythmically, but Ji Meng had no intention of counting how many times it was struck.

He looked at the red tower in the distance, looked at the black sun above, felt the cold wind, and a familiar feeling of weightlessness enveloped his whole body again.

thump!

Ji Meng closed his eyes and sank into the sea of ​​darkness. His body completely lost consciousness at some point, his thinking began to slow down, and his brown feather fan had long since disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, his brown robe was also broken due to the restoration of the demon body.

He fell naked into the sea of ​​Hades, all the way to the deepest part.

At this moment, his mind became clear for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, countless innocent souls were surrounding him. Some were holding his head, some were pulling his arms, and some were pulling him out.

of feathers.

Sometimes they turn into a drop of pitch-black water, sometimes they turn into illusory spirits, but no matter what form they are in, these innocent souls tightly surround them.

The suffocation caused by this squeeze made Ji Meng's thinking stop again. The moment he closed his eyes, he saw a drop of water changing into his own appearance.

He also spared no effort to pull himself to the deepest part of the Underworld Sea.

Ji Meng didn't know what was in the deepest part of the Underworld. All he could see was darkness, which was darker than the sky and the earth, darker than the sun, and darker than everything else in the world.

Above the sea, the bells have stopped ringing.

Wang Tianyun looked at the lifeless Ji Meng in front of him, and gently tapped his finger between his eyebrows, the moment his fingertip touched his forehead.
Chapter completed!