Vol 3 Chapter 4093: Flower Sea and the Girl in Blood Skirt

Huangquan hell.
Shen Wasted all his hardships, traversed at the fastest speed, and finally reached the seventeenth after the seventh day.
All the way, Shen Lang did not encounter much danger.
The first sixteen prisons were almost unimpeded, except for the slightly difficult prisoners encountered by individual layers, and Shen Lang hardly felt too much pressure.
But since breaking into the seventeenth prison, the pressure has increased sharply, and the evil spirits wandering in this prison have become very powerful, and most of them have the cultivation base of Luo Tianshang.
The number of ghost puppets patrolling in the seventeenth prison is obviously much more than that of the previous prison, and it also has the combat power of Luo Tianshangxian in the middle and late stages, which is significantly higher than the previous hells.
In fact, the undead who were punished in this prison are also different. Shen Lang can clearly feel that their evil desires and resentments are extremely strong. Even if they endure the cruel punishment, it is still difficult to eliminate the source of their evil desires.
The undead of the Seventeenth Hell are so evil that they can even increase their power by swallowing each other!
By devouring other undead infinitely, the extremely evil undead power will become quite powerful, the strongest can even approach Luo Tianshang and give birth to spiritual wisdom!
This extremely evil act of devouring other undead will be regarded as incurable, and the ghosts patrolling in the seventeenth prison will directly put this part of extremely evil undead to death. In the past, this would have a large number of elite monks from the underworld to assist in guarding, but since the gate of was closed by the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, this seventeenth has also been abandoned for more than a billion years, which has changed a lot from the beginning It can be said to be chaotic
A group.
The ghosts and puppets of the Seventeenth Hell are fighting with the powerful and extremely evil undead almost every day. Because the number of puppets is too small, it is impossible to control the order of the Seventeenth Hell.
After Shen Lang came to this prison, a large number of undead could be swallowed and killed everywhere, and the order of this prison was completely out of balance.
He flies well in the sky, and will attract a considerable number of powerful undead and evil spirits to actively attack him.
There are even a few powerful undead who occupy the land as the king, ordering a group of undead brothers to rule an area and attack outsiders.
Fortunately, there are only a handful of dead souls in this prison that are truly comparable to the prison owner, and they pose little threat to Shen Lang.
Shen Lang used the power of the Demon Seed to reach the end of the seventeenth prison all the way, which didn't take much time.
At the end of the Seventeenth Hell is a magnificent sea of ​​flowers, in which the colorful spirit flowers are in full bloom, and the green grass is exquisite. The air was full of thick floral fragrance, and I took a deep breath, refreshing my heart.
There is a long corridor in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, leading directly to a valley at the end of the sea of ​​flowers, and the reincarnation tunnel of the seventeenth prison is in that valley.
All undead must pass through the tunnel to enter the reincarnation tunnel.
It may be that the seventeenth prison is in chaos, and there are very few undead who can come to the end.
Compared with other places in the Seventeenth Prison, this area is obviously much quieter.
Shen Lang's heart moved slightly. The Sixteen Prisons he had traveled before had never seen flowers and plants. Suddenly seeing this sea of ​​flowers made Shen Lang suddenly think of the other shore flowers.
I don't know if there are other flowers in this sea of ​​flowers?
He came to Huangquan Hell not only to find Lu Dongbin's soul and soul, but also to find Su Ruoxue's clues.
Meier told herself before that Su Ruoxue had something wrong with her ascension, leaving behind other flowers, Meier brought one of them to the realm of real immortality.
Earlier, I heard that there are other flowers in hell.
Since there was a sea of ​​flowers in front of him, Shen Lang would naturally not let go of the opportunity, and immediately opened the Asura sacred pupil, carefully peeping at the many spiritual flowers in the sea of ​​flowers.
Unfortunately, there are many spirit flowers in this sea of ​​flowers, but there is no shadow of the other shore flower.
However, this area of ​​the sea of ​​flowers is large enough that Shen Lang's Asura sage pupil can't even see the full picture of the sea of ​​flowers. He is about to escape to the depths of the sea of ​​flowers, trying to find flowers from the other side.
As soon as he flew to the flower sea area, the soul body suddenly felt a relatively strong spatial resistance, and this spatial resistance made his soul body sink into a quagmire.
"The power of restraint?"
Shen Lang was a little surprised. The spatial resistance here is not like the original prohibition in hell, but more like an artificial prohibition seal.
Under the influence of this prohibition, the undead who came here cannot step into the sea of ​​flowers, and must take a specific tunnel to reach the reincarnation tunnel.
The surrounding flower sea seemed to be protected by prohibition.
With Shen Lang's soul body's cultivation base, although he felt obvious resistance in the Huahai area, he was not completely unable to fly.
Shen Lang forcibly used the chaotic spiritual power to suppress this spatial resistance, and flew towards the depths of the sea of ​​flowers without any haste. The sacred pupil of Shura at the center of his eyebrows glowed with a bright and noble dark golden light, quickly sweeping the sea of ​​flowers. The surrounding scenes.
Not long after, Shen Lang came to the end of the sea of ​​flowers.
At the end, he finally saw a small amount of Heanhua! At the end of the sea of ​​flowers, there were more than a dozen blood-red Bianan flowers blooming alone, each of which was extremely gorgeous, but there was a trace of blood flowing in the flower core, which is indescribable. The weirdness of
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"The other side flower!"
Shen Lang's mind was shocked, and his soul suddenly fell into the sea of ​​flowers.
Picking off a few blood-colored Bianbian flowers at will, the sacred pupil of Shura at the center of Shen Lang's eyebrows rose, and he couldn't wait to see the lines of these Bianbian flowers clearly.
After carefully observing for a while, Shen Lang couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes.
"No, it's not this kind of other shore flower..."
Shen Lang frowned and sighed. Although they are the same blood-colored flowers, the flowers at the end of the sea of ​​flowers are too ordinary, and they are completely different from the flowers left by Su Ruoxue when they soared.
"This son, do you like Hibiscus too?"
Just when Shen Lang was disappointed, a misty and charming voice like a silver bell suddenly remembered in his ears.
"Who!"
Shen Lang's complexion changed drastically, and he turned his hand to offer a giant sickle of Yama, then turned around and chopped!
"boom!!!"
Yan Luo's giant sickle lifted a black glow to the sky, and slashed the shadow behind with lightning speed.
"what?"
After the scarlet shadow made a sound of suspicion, his body quickly moved backward like a ghost, and it was able to avoid Shen Lang's blow!
Looking intently, the Scarlet Shadow was actually a girl in a blood skirt.
The girl in the blood skirt looks like seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate figure, jade combed hair, picturesque eyebrows, skin like snow, waist as usual, and slender feet.
At first glance, it looks like a classical beauty walking in a painting, but her eyes are as dark as ink and there is no look. Beyond her beauty, she gives people an indescribable sense of horror.
"Hehe, it's been a long time since I saw the underworld weapon. Is the son a ghost from the underworld?"
The girl in the blood skirt hid her face and smiled, her jet-black pupils repeatedly looked at Shen Lang, her pretty face showing a charming look.
"Huh, you are the prisoner of the Seventeenth Prison?" Shen Lang also looked at the girl in the blood skirt in front of him, always feeling that this woman was obviously different from other prisoners.