My Three Realms Lottery System

Chapter 458

Lin Jian was a little helpless, as witty as he was, and at the moment he felt that his talent was exhausted, and he couldn't think of any way out.

"Master, maybe I can try it for you."

Qi Ling suddenly spoke.

Lin Jian was a little surprised. He found that after the weapon spirit continued to obtain merit points and slowly repaired itself, both its mind and ability became more reliable.

"Okay, tell me, what to do."

"I can use my own law power to temporarily affect their senses and divine thoughts. The time may only be a few seconds. It's not that I can't last too long, but that it is easy to be discovered after a long time. After all, the semi-holy one Ghost Emperor, his cultivation is not considered weak."

"Okay, a few seconds is enough. I can lawfully transform the breeze and blow it directly to the entrance of the eighteenth floor of hell. After the sense organs are blocked by the influence, the ghost emperor will definitely not be able to detect my intrusion."

"Master, get ready and count. When you're ready, count three two ones. I'll immediately use my law power to influence them."

Lin Jian took a deep breath.

Then he counted softly: "Three, two, one, start."

On the surface, Lin Jian couldn't be sure whether the senses of the group of people not far away were blocked.

But the time was only a few seconds, and it was so urgent that Lin Jian didn't have time to confirm with Qi Ling before acting.

He could only choose to believe in the spirit of the weapon, and immediately turned his body into a breeze, blowing towards the entrance of the eighteenth floor of hell.

It was getting closer and closer, until Lin Jian blew past that half-saint and entered the [-]th floor of hell, and the other party didn't respond at all.

Lin Jian then entered it with peace of mind. At this time, the influence of the weapon spirit on their senses disappeared instantly.

The semi-holy ghost king suddenly and subconsciously looked back at the entrance of the [-]th floor of hell, with a trace of suspicion on his face, his brows were frowned, but fortunately he closed his eyes in the end, letting himself be in samadhi.

Lin Jian finally came to the eighteenth floor of hell again.

The surrounding area was still pitch black, and Lin Jian knew that this was a world of its own, and no matter what happened inside, it was impossible for the outside world to sense it.

He extracted a magic weapon called Nine Suns Magic Lamp from the system account.

The quality is average, but it is just a Taiyi Immortal Weapon. The only remarkable thing is that it is made from the inner elixir of the Burning Sun Bird, so it has the characteristics of the Burning Sun Bird.

This kind of bird cannot be listed as a top-level beast in its own strength, but it has a special ability. It can emit light, and it is an extremely strong divine light. , can even completely cover the light emitted by the Golden Crow.

It can dispel the darkness of a whole world and illuminate the whole world.

Lin Jian threw the Nine Suns Magic Lamp into the sky, and then lit the lamp. In an instant, the entire [-]th floor of hell was fully illuminated.

What floated in front of my eyes were densely packed strange cages floating in the void, without any of the so-called horrific punishments in the so-called [-]-story hell.

Some only have imprisonment, eternal imprisonment, but it is more terrifying and torturing than any criminal law.

Time that has almost stopped, even for the strong, is boundless pain and despair.

I don't know what material the cage is made of. It seems to have a special suppressive effect on the primordial spirit, exploiting the power of the primordial spirit every moment.

Even though Lin Jian was outside the cage, he could clearly feel the power of the primordial spirit imprisoned in the cage passing away, but the speed was extremely slow. Apart from the power of the primordial spirit, there were also some indescribable things that were taken away According to Lin Jian's feeling, it should be his own luck, cause and effect, even fate, and other mysterious things.

Moreover, Lin Jian remembered that the people in the cage were suffering from severe pain every moment. The severe pain might be bearable for a year and a half, but as time goes by, the soul will go completely crazy. .

After all, the last time Lin Jian entered the eighteenth level of hell in the state of his soul after being killed by an immortal, he also entered this cage. The pain is still fresh in his memory.

According to Zhang Qiling, the souls suppressed in the eighteen levels of hell, whether they are awake or unconscious, can feel the pain. Lin Jian sighed, thinking of the people imprisoned among them, ranging from Hundreds of years, up to tens of thousands of years, I feel a chill and lingering fear in my heart. How painful must these souls be in the cage?
But now that he's here, Lin Jian doesn't need to save these souls. He currently only has more than 70 Bianhua flowers on his body, and he can't save many even if he wants to. Besides, he has his own plan.

So for the time being, he quietly and carefully observed everything in the [-]th floor of hell, to see if there were any other important details that he had overlooked back then.

In addition, there are restrictions on the entrance and exit of the [-]th floor of hell, Lin Jian must also study it, although now there are a large number of Bianhua flowers that can ignore the restrictions of the [-]th floor of hell, and can directly enter and exit with the magic of Bianhua flowers.

However, it would be great if the restriction of the eighteen layers of hell could be broken. Moreover, Lin Jian always felt that there seemed to be some huge secret hidden in the eighteen layers of hell.

Especially now that his cultivation base has soared and he came in again, this feeling has become very obvious and strong, and Xu Rao has been lingering in his heart.

Lin Jian ignored those cages for the time being, but returned to the entrance, and used his divine sense to scan and analyze the restrictions of the eighteen levels of hell.

The restrictions on the [-]th floor of hell are at the internal exit, and the external restrictions, in Lin Jian's view, were only imposed by other people in the underworld later.

With Lin Jian's accomplishments in formations and restraints, Lin Jian didn't care about the artificial restraints imposed by the outside world. If he was given some time, he could break them all, so it was nothing to worry about.

Only this internal restriction is an extremely terrifying ancient restriction.

Lin Jian sat cross-legged in front of the restraint silently, and at the same time collected all the Bianhua on his body into the system account, directly isolating the breath of Bianhua.

Without the protection of Bana Flower, Lin Jian immediately felt that the restrictions in the eighteenth level of hell immediately had an effect on him. This effect seemed to have only one effect, that is, isolation, a kind of permanent absolute isolation.

As strong as the current Lin Jian, he used the Bana Flower to sneak into the eighteenth floor of hell in his prime.

But at this moment when he faced the restriction, he had a strong feeling that he would live forever, and it was impossible for him to break the restriction and leave the [-]th floor of hell.

"What a terrible restriction."

Lin Jian squinted his eyes, and silently radiated divine thoughts to scan and analyze this ancient restriction.

There is no time in the eighteenth level of hell. Even someone as strong as Lin Jian cannot sense the passage of time at all. Although he knows that he has not stayed here for a long time, deep down in his heart, there is always an inexplicable feeling of irritability. , as if he had been here for centuries.

However, Lin Jian has a system in his body, but he can check the passage of time and changes from the system.

3 days and 3 nights, this is the time change viewed from the system.

That is to say, he sat and penetrated for 3 days and 3 nights before the internal restrictions of the eighteenth hell, but let alone penetrated the internal restrictions of the eighteenth hell, he couldn't even analyze a small part of it.

Lin Jian has absolutely no idea about the structure of the prohibition, the framework of laws, the distribution of power, etc.

It's like a primary school student facing a PhD graduation question. He can't understand it at all. It's like reading a bible.

Lin Jian had a wry smile on his face. Damn it, even if I continue to meditate here for 10, 100, or 1000 years, I might not be able to break through the internal restrictions of the eighteen levels of hell.
It seems that I really overestimated myself. At the beginning, I told Brother Hou and Styx Master that I was enough to break through the restrictions of the [-]th level of hell. Now it seems that it is tantamount to nonsense.

Lin Jian was sure that the restrictions in the eighteenth floor of hell could not be broken by himself, not at all. He even had a strange feeling that even if he reached the semi-holy or quasi-holy realm, he might not be able to break the restrictions here.

"Damn it, what the hell is the restriction set up by that bastard? How could it be so tyrannical? How terrifying is that guy's attainments in formation restriction??"

Lin Jian had lingering fears for a while, and secretly scolded that his own judgment as a newborn calf was too substandard.

Fortunately, because Fairy Yongfang discovered the secret of Bianhua, otherwise, Lin Jian's idea of ​​conquering the underworld would be just a whimsical dream.

Unwilling to give up, Lin Jian continued to try to analyze it for a day and a night, but he still couldn't understand the restriction, so he had no choice but to leave.

Before getting up, he couldn't help cursing again, what the hell, who set up the restriction? It's too strong, and I don't know which saint wrote it.

Just as Lin Jian was about to turn back to the interior of the eighteenth floor of hell, the voice of Qi Ling sounded at the right time.

"Master, I know who set this restriction."

"I'm going, you damn girl, how the hell do you know that I wasted 4 days and 4 nights by sitting here like a fool? Can't you just tell me?"

"Master, I am the same. I have been analyzing this restriction. Do you think I am in my heyday? I have just barely resolved a small part of the information from this restriction, and it seems to be related to Bianhua."

When Lin Jian heard this, he immediately got excited.

Is it related to Bianhua?Could he not be interested?Now Bianhua is the only one who can crack it, no, it should be said that it ignores the existence of this terrifying prohibition.

Lin Jian also wanted to know why the Bana flower had such a miraculous effect in the [-]th hell, and what was the relationship between it and the prohibition in the [-]th hell?
It's not that Lin Jian hasn't imagined it before, but he simply doesn't have the ability to find out the answer.

But now, Qi Ling seems to have analyzed some key information, and seems to know a lot of answers.

The curiosity in Lin Jian's heart was instantly raised to the extreme.

"Say it, say it, don't give me a pass!!"

(End of this chapter)