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Chapter 340
Snot, everyone knows that disgusting thing. After being stuck, no matter how powerful your mana is, it will be difficult to escape.

The hell of the underworld is really vast and vast, and countless densely packed bull-headed horse-faced creatures keep pouring in like a tide, and they are simply inexhaustible.

If time dragged on like this, even if Peng Fan was the body of an ancient god, he would still be exhausted to death.

At this moment, Po Meng rolled around in Peng's big lump of snot, and suddenly rolled into the underworld, which immediately boiled.

Under the dissolution of the water of the Yellow Spring, Meng Po managed to escape successfully. Meng Po floated on the Yellow Spring, holding a crutch, like an ancient witch god, floating on the surface of the Yellow Spring, chanting spells in her mouth.

The water in the Yellow Spring seemed to be boiling. There were many evil spirits floating out of the Yellow Spring. In an instant, the Yellow Spring turned into a lake, and then the lake slowly expanded, turning into a sea.

The sea is full of dense human heads, to be precise, the heads of evil spirits. Their bodies are all under the sea, only their hands and heads stick out. Seeing this scene, they panicked.

The sea water also slowly turned red, slowly turning red, and then the water became the same color as blood, becoming scarlet, and the entire land was immediately filled with resentful souls, full of resentment.

The evil spirits in the sea of ​​​​blood, their bodies were wet and blurred, their expressions were ferocious, they were even extremely painful, and they were very ferocious.

This is the legendary sea of ​​blood.

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn around and be right!"

At this moment, a loud sound of the Buddha's horn sounded in this underworld, but hearing the loud sound of the Buddha's horn, there was a kind of evil in it, there was no light, only endless darkness.

The life experience is really vast, Peng Fan turned his head, and saw a bald old monk standing opposite the sea of ​​blood, looking at him, and kept reciting the Buddha's mantra, which was the saying that the sea of ​​suffering has no limit, turning back is the shore.

Just when Peng Fan glanced at the monk, the ground beneath him instantly turned blood red, with countless densely packed ghosts stretching out their hands to the sky. That hand, getting bigger and longer, rose directly into the sky, and countless densely packed resentful souls His hand entangled Peng Fan in it and pulled him away under the sea of ​​blood.

The same is true for the ten gods, whose feet were all entangled by dense blood hands. One of them was pulled into the sea of ​​blood by a little carelessness. The evil spirit was devoured mouthful by mouthful, making a miserable cry.

Seeing this, Peng Fan slashed out with a huge magic sword in his hand, cutting off the bloody hands stretched out by the evil spirit one by one.

"Get down!"

At this moment, after Peng Fan escaped from the trap, his body suddenly flew up and landed on the back of a god. He kicked hard with his feet, and the god's body fell directly into the sea of ​​​​blood, coupled with the pulling of the bloody hands. , and the fate of the previous god was almost exactly the same. They were all eaten by those evil spirits and eventually disappeared.

These are the gods sent by Heaven to protect Meng Po. Their bodies are the flesh of gods. The blood spirits that gnawed away at their bodies instantly grew larger and stronger, becoming the overlords in the sea of ​​blood.

Peng Fan no longer dared to find a way to send these gods into the sea of ​​blood, because every god, as long as he landed in the sea and died in it, those evil spirits would become stronger after eating their bodies.

Every god died inside, just like a sacrifice, offering sacrifices to this sea of ​​blood.

Then when Peng Fan stopped, the ten gigantic gods, as if they had received some order, jumped into the sea of ​​blood on their own initiative, and Peng Fan couldn't stop it even if he wanted to stop it.

Ten gods fell into the sea like this, their bodies were eaten, and then their souls became members of the evil spirits in the sea of ​​blood. After all, they were gods, and their souls were extremely powerful. The blood souls they formed were also Very powerful, even more terrifying than the previous gods.

This battle was over, Peng Fan wanted to run away, but found himself in the boundless blood, at a glance, even with his spiritual sense, this sea of ​​blood had no edge at all.

"Peng Fan, what's going on? Why did it all turn into red blood?"

At this moment, Baili Tusu also came to Peng Fan's side suddenly, looking at the endless sea of ​​snow under his feet, countless densely packed evil spirits crowded each other, and stretched out their hands to the sky, trying to pull Peng Fan and Baili Tusu down , to be their dinner.

"I don't know either, this is the legendary sea of ​​blood."

Peng Fan also hurriedly said.

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​blood is boundless, turn your head and keep going."

At this moment, on the distant sea, the figure of the bald monk reappeared, chanting the Buddha's name, and speaking loudly.

"Monk, I really want to turn back, but there is no way to turn back! You see, this is a boundless sea of ​​blood, how can we turn back."

Baili Tusu was also anxious. When he heard what this evil monk said, he became very angry. There is no end to the sea of ​​suffering. When you turn around, you will find a shore. How can you come back this way?

"Two benefactors, let's talk about the road to no turning back. Look."

I saw the monk, no longer chanting the boundless sea of ​​suffering, but chanting a kind of sutra of salvation instead. With a wave of his big hand, a continent appeared in front of the monk.

The continent is very beautiful, with countless red flowers blooming in it. Each flower seems to have a god, like beauties dancing there. It is extremely beautiful. Compared with the sea of ​​​​blood, it is simply heaven.

At this time, Peng Fan also turned back into a human body, holding a magic blade, and kept shaking his head. As soon as the mainland full of red words appeared, Peng Fan's heart was a little restless, his head was a little fuzzy, I just want to go to the main road and leave this terrifying sea of ​​blood.

In the middle of the sea of ​​blood, a huge bridge was also exposed, which directly crossed the sea of ​​blood and led directly to the road full of flowers.

Peng Fan and Bai Li Tusu walked along the bridge and towards the road full of flowers.

"I heard that in ancient times, there was a monk who was an eminent monk. He went to the underworld and saw that the evil spirits in the underworld could not be saved and could never enter reincarnation. , the evil spirits in the underworld did not return to the Buddhist realm until all the evil spirits in the underworld had been liberated, so that eminent monk stayed in the underworld forever."

When Baili Tusu and Peng Fan reached the top of the overpass, they saw the strange monk standing on the top of the overpass, constantly reciting Buddhist scriptures, so they spoke.

"Amitabha, it is the poor monk. Look at the evil spirits in this sea of ​​blood. They have resentment in their hearts, and they will never enter reincarnation. My Buddha is merciful."

(End of this chapter)