Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

"I want to talk, but you have to be able to withstand this ghost!" The gray coat screamed and the arm slammed.

The black long whip turned into a thick black shadow, and the poisonous dragon flew out and pulled to Han Li's face.

The whip has not yet arrived, and a bitter and sharp air will come to the surface, almost piercing the Han Li noodles.

Han Lijing stood there, and there was no such thing as dodging.

The black whip stopped at the distance from his face, and the sharp whip was only a few inches away from his eyes.

Han Li looked calmly and looked at the black long whip in front of him, and his eyes didn't blink.

"Some courage, no wonder it will let the yin adults take the shots. If you are a first-time offender, this whip will spare you, and then you will not be so cheap if you dare to talk." Gray-shirted Dahan looked at Han Li deeply. The wrist shook and the black long whip was closed and went on.

Han Li’s eyes flashed and he stepped up and did not speak.

"Li Daoyou, the hero does not eat the loss before the eyes, or do not want to conflict with them." Stone through the air close to Han Li, said in a micro-unsearchable voice.

Han Li nodded.

He just spoke suddenly, not impulsively, but wanted to test the attitude of the gray man to him.

The attitude of the yin and the glory to him made him feel uncomfortable in his heart.

After the recent incident, Han Li’s mind has already had some bottoms.

The pedestrian walked a distance forward, and a huge space appeared in front, where the temperature in the air suddenly heated up.

This is an underground plaza similar to the one in the previous circular building. The burning stoves are burning and igniting hot and hot.

Here the air seems to be burning, breathing, and the heart and lungs seem to be blazed by flames.

A stone pillar stood above the square, and a prisoner was tied to each stone pillar.

These prisoners were flushed with flames and screamed in the mouth.

Next to it stood some gray supervisors, holding a kettle-like thing, and pouring a milky white liquid into the mouth of some dying prisoners from time to time.

After the dying prisoners are filled with white liquid, the breath will recover and continue to withstand the flames of this place.

Han Li and others saw this scene and their face changed slightly.

"Hey, kid, look at you just have the courage to pick me up, I will explain it to you, here is the first layer of purgatory in the nine-story squat, so appreciate it." Gray-clothed Han Han swept Han Li and others. I laughed and said.

"The general manager!" Some of the supervisors in the vicinity saw the gray coat and hurriedly bowed.

The gray-haired big man waved to these people, and Han Li continued to move forward, and soon came to a downward stairway, and soon came to the next level.

There is also a huge square on this floor, but the square is a black pool, emitting a bitter and chilly atmosphere.

At the moment, the black pool was soaked in prisoners. These prisoners were unmanned, and they were full of shudders, and their mouths were screaming.

"This layer is a cold prison." The grey-clothed man said casually, then took a few people from here near the square, and once again came to a downward staircase to the third floor.

There are also some pools on the third floor, but the water is not the water, but some poisonous snake venom and other things.

One prisoner was driven into these poisonous insects, suffering from the bite of the snake.

Then there is the fourth layer, the fifth layer, the sixth layer...

The gray-haired big man seems to want Han Li to see them clearly. Every floor has gone with a few people.

The prisoners at every level are suffering from violent pains, and some even Han Li are unheard of and unseen.

Fox three, stone through the air and other people all the way, the face is also somewhat whitish.

The party spent half an hour and finally came to the ninth floor of the prison.

Out of Han Li's expectations, there are no stoves in the ninth floor, cold pools and other things that torture prisoners. There is only one jail cell here, which looks quite neat.

However, the suffocation is extremely rich here, and it is several times that of the above layers. It can be seen almost by the naked eye, and the fog is floating everywhere.

Moreover, here, the suffocating gas is also unusually different, and there is a sense of fierceness. Between the suffocating tumbling, there is a vaguely faint voice that can be heard, like a ghost crying.

As soon as Han Li’s five people stepped into this layer, the whole body was as if it had been pierced by thousands of steel needles.

The gray-haired big man saw the appearance of Han Li and others, sneered a few times, did not stop, and continued to go deep.

The number of cells here is not too large, only 20 or 30, most of them are still vacant, and only some prisoners are held in the small half of the cell.

And the entire ninth floor, a guardian can not see, the prisoners who are being held are also silent, everywhere is dead.

"Go in!" The grey-clothed Dahan opened five cages and held the five Han people separately.

"This is the ninth floor without imprisonment. In the next time, you will stay here and enjoy it." The grey-haired big man smiled a few times and seemed to be reluctant to stay here. He immediately turned and left.

Han Limu sent the person to leave, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he looked carefully around him.

Here, the pain of invading the body, he can bear it.

After a few glances, his face changed slightly, and his mouth snorted.

There is nothing in the cell here, but it is just under the ordinary jail of ordinary prohibition.

Han Li and others are now only able to walk, and they can't play with a little more effort. Such jail is enough to imprison them.

The prison here is the kind of fence cage that makes it easy to see prisoners in other prisons.

The prisoners who are here are extremely extraordinary.

Although Han Li’s fairy power was sealed, the spirit was still there, and his eyesight was still extremely sharp.

These people are extremely high, and the worst is the level of Jinxian. Nearly half of them are in the state of Taiyi.

Moreover, these prisoners are not only the gray world, but two of them are like them, but they are the people of the real world.

"Li Daoyou, what did you find?" These cells were connected to each other. Han Li was on the sidelines of the stone. When he heard Han Li’s contempt, he quietly leaned over and asked softly.

Han Li did not conceal, and he will see the situation and Shikongkong said.

"Liang Daoyou, do we really have to die here? You have more means, you can have a solution to get out of the way?" Stone looked through the two real immortals, and they took back their eyes, apparently not care, softly Discussed the strategy of getting away.

"The spirits of our bodies have been imprisoned. Now they are not much different from ordinary mortals. Here is the bottom of the pyjama. How can I escape?" Han Li said with a smile.

"Oh, come to the prison, I still want to escape, too naive." At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the side.

Han Lihe’s face was slightly changed, and he turned his head to look at it. The sound came from a cell not far away.

In the cell, there was a thin, thin man with a shawl, and the exposed ankles of the arms and ankles could see an extinct black scale that seemed to be a grayish alien.

This person can't see the appearance, but his ears are extremely long, almost hang on his shoulders, it seems that the hearing is extraordinary.

Han Lichao looked at the man and his eyes fell on the man's big ear.

Their gods were sealed and unable to perform the technique of sounding. Just after his conversation with Shikongkong, the voice was pushed to the lowest, no wonder it was still heard by this person.

"Who is you? Why do you say this?" Han Li brows slightly and asks.

"What do you think is this secret?" The long-eared man did not answer Han Li’s question, and he sneered and asked.

Fox III, magic light, Bai Liyan heard the sound, also looked over.

“Isn’t this a prison for the Jiugui?” Stone pierced a bit strangely.

"Jail, haha! Where do you guys run out, even this does not know..." The long-eared man laughed.

"What do you mean by this?" The stone was empty and ugly, and he said quietly.

"A group of little rookies, let me tell you, this secluded place is the place where the nine ancestors refine the high shackles. All the prisoners who are locked in here are the raw materials that will be used to refine the cockroaches." The sarcasm stunned the stone and sneered.

The stone is worn out and the face is changed.

Han Li brows slightly wrinkled, not showing a look that is too surprised.

He had seen the situation in the refining bunker before, and he had already had a hunch.

"You have come down all the way from above. You should see the situation at each level. There is a preliminary physical hardening of the prisoners to facilitate the subsequent refining. From the moment you were caught in the prison, you have already Destined to become the fate of the nine Yuzu slaves, do not want to escape!" The long-eared man said, his expression suddenly became excited, screaming and screaming.

"Slaves..." Stone through the air and other people heard the words of the long-eared man, his face became ugly.

"Yeah, it’s a slave. You will soon be the line-up dolls of the nine geniuses. They will be controlled by them in their lives and play between the palms." After the long-eared man snarled, the whole body seemed to be drained and backed. In the cell, Muran said.

"You said clearly, what the **** is going on?" The stone pierced the empty face, and it was cold.

He is the owner of Guangyuanzhai. His identity is noble. He has an arrogant body. If he is going to become a slave to human flesh, he would rather die.

The long-eared man seems to have lost interest, and no matter how to ask if the stone is worn, he will not return.

"This Taoist friend seems to have a good understanding of the Jiugui's martial arts. I have explored a refining bunker in the Baizang District. The situation inside is indeed similar to the above layers." Han Li looked at the long-eared man. Said slowly.

The long-eared man’s eyes moved a little, and he took a look at Han Li, but still didn’t mean to speak.

"The nine genie's sorcerer's crown is in the gray world. The refinement in Baizang District is nothing but the crudeness of the body. The body has not been planted with ghost worms. After being trained as a scorpion, its consciousness has basically disappeared. That would be a happy one. You are brought here differently. The body will soon be planted into the ghost worm, life and death can not be manipulated, and can only be enslaved by the nine geniuses forever." An old voice from another cell It came, but it was an old man with white hair.

This person is also a gray-skinned alien. The facial features and Han Li are no different. They are full of sullen colors and fierce.

However, the old man dragged a long black snake tail behind him, I do not know why.

"Ghosts? What is that?" Han Li looked at the white-haired old man and asked.

Stones and other people have also looked at the direction of the old man.