Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1017 Naihe Bridge in the Hell of the Underworld!
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On the shore of Huangquan, ghost blood splashed.

A quasi-sacred forbidden king of the ghost clan was killed by Su Qinian forcefully, and four young ghost clans not far away were terrified.

"Come on!"

The four of them were almost scared out of their wits. This was too outrageous and frightening. Standing in the Great Consummation of the Land Opening Realm, the clan brother who had already entered the Open Heaven Realm and was about to touch the threshold of the Holy Realm was actually killed by a Only the land-opening state is suppressed by the power of the underworld, and only the youths of the human race who have just entered the land-opening state can be killed with one punch. Even if it is a half-step ancestral ban, can they have such combat power in the land-opening state?

In this way, the four of them fled towards the depths of Huangquan along the shore of Huangquan, without any fighting spirit.

"Not one can go!"

Su Qi shouted, the road of time is under his feet, there is no smoke, he took a step, and he caught up with a person, his fist was shining like a small sun, and the arrogance of the most majestic yang was like platinum glass, burning ghost energy, bang With a bang, it exploded and shattered into ghost blood and bones.

not good!

It was too fast, in the blink of an eye, one of the remaining four young masters of the ghost race fell.

kill!

The three turned around, with panic, anger, unwillingness and many other complex emotions in their eyes, which finally turned into fierce killing intent.

Three ghosts and heavenly soldiers were sacrificed, a long sword, a war spear, and a scimitar, or lingering fire, or swallowing sharp golden energy, or overflowing water vapor, but no matter what kind of weather, it is ghost energy. Sensen, the ghost way is the root, and it is one of the ninety most powerful ways in the heavens.

The gap was too great. Su Qinian didn't pay attention to such an opponent at all. He shone with his fists, and accompanied by Tianlong's roar, he forcibly shook the three Heaven Opening Dao soldiers.

Click!

Under the horrified eyes of the three young masters of the ghost clan, the three heavenly soldiers cried out in grief and were cut off alive. The punch remained undiminished, and instantly filled the entire world in front of the three of them.

boom! boom! boom!
In an instant, it was impossible to see how many punches Su Qinian had thrown, the three of them exploded together before they could even utter a scream, blood and bones splashed, and life was shattered.

Passing through the splattered ghost blood and bone remains, Su Qinian was untouched. He walked along the tributary of the Yellow Spring in front of him. Right now, he can be sure that a big commotion has already occurred in this big tomb. Perhaps a large number of young masters of the human race, and even the best in the holy realm, were trapped and locked in the depths of this tomb. As for how many people are still alive, it is difficult to estimate.

After walking for a few miles, Su Qinian saw tens of hundreds of corpses on the shore of Huangquan, more than [-]% belonged to the human race, and less than [-]% belonged to the ghost race and the Ming race. Compared with the ghost race, the Ming race Most of the body is gray, and there is a ghost snake wrapped around the shoulders. This is a kind of companion ghost beast that belongs to the Ming clan. It is similar to a clone. It changed the color of all the races in the vast starry sky.

ghost clan!Hades!
Su Qinian's gaze was very cold. The ghost race and the Ming race must have planned for a long time. The trajectory of fate in this tomb is distorted, and it is difficult to understand even the lineage of the master of fate. If all the masters of the human race who entered this time were really buried, As far as the entire human race is concerned, a terrible fault will inevitably form. It may not be visible in this world, but in the near future, the successor will be weak and the green and yellow will not be connected.

Whose tomb is this?
Su Qinian frowned. The history of the human race can be traced back to the barbaric years of ancient times. During this period, many great emperors and human emperors disappeared without a trace. There are many buried bones. How could there be a tributary of the Yellow Spring running through this large tomb? But, is it really Huangquan Road that he is walking now?What is there at the end of the underworld, how did the ghost race and the Ming race escape the perception of the five current emperors and enter the starry sky of the human world?All these things seem to be intertwined into a secret killing net, trying to trap everyone in it.

After half a stick of incense.

Su Qinian moved his fists together, and sent a young master of the Ming clan who was at the pinnacle of the land creation state flying across the sky. He was shattered in mid-air and stained with blood. If it weren't for the power of the underworld, the divine chain of laws would have already stepped into the holy realm of reincarnation with half a foot.It's a pity that Su Qinian is invincible in the ground-opening state. After going through the training of God's Day, his combat skills are superb, and there is no trace of ax and chisel. Every move is [-]% terrifying.

Whoa!
As it goes deeper, the originally quiet Huangquan water gradually gives birth to a rushing trend. The river surface becomes wider and wider, and the river water splashes, like thousands of gorgeous blue amber, giving birth to dense water mist, which is magnificent and dreamy, but in Su Qi's year It seems that this is a river of death, burying the soul in splendor.

That is……

Half an hour later, Su Qinian stopped. He saw an ancient archway on the bank of Huangquan. It looked like a clay sculpture. It was earthy yellow and full of mottled cracks. It was only tens of feet high. The tributary of Huangquan, which is hundreds of feet wide, is extremely gorgeous, but it seems too ordinary and lacks a sense of existence.

But Su Qinian didn't dare to underestimate it, because there are two ancient characters deeply imprinted on the archway. Although Su Qinian didn't know it, he could understand the meaning as soon as he saw it.

Hell!

Yes, on this short and mottled yellow clay archway, the two ancient characters of hell are engraved.

According to the legend, the water from the yellow spring is accessible to the underworld of the ghost clan and the Jiuyou of the underworld clan, but the underworld and the Jiuyou usually only refer to the ghost world and the starry sky of the underworld. Whether there really are the underworld and the Jiuyou, even the strong of these two clans are unclear .

Su Qinian took a deep breath, everything in this tomb is too unimaginable, if it gets out, it will definitely be shocking.

"Is it the gate of the underworld?"

Su Qinian murmured, seeing some fresh blood and remnants of bones, from all three races, and some of the aura is strong, in Su Qinian's view, it may be close to the level of the supreme saint, but on the bank of the Yellow Spring When he was suppressed, he was bleeding sadly, and his bones were all gone.

This is the dispute between races, Su Qinian sighed, there is no right or wrong, only blood.

Immediately, Su Qinian stepped forward, walked along the surging Huangquan, and stepped into the gate of this old and vicissitudes of the underworld, and suddenly a gloomy chill came over his face.

ghost world! ?
Su Qinian is awe-inspiring, the ghost aura is strong here, the ghost way occupies the mainstream, and the other ways are more or less suppressed and rejected, just like the descriptions about the ghost world in some bone books and jade books.

A gate to the underworld is a double heaven and earth.Su Qinian touched the taboo of time and tried his best to trace the traces left before.

After a while, the corner of Su Qinian's mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were slightly bright. For ordinary people, the past is irreversible. Even for him, too many powerful people were involved, and his mind was greatly shaken.

In just a split second, he clearly caught some amazing figures, the light was too blazing, and that kind of aura made Su Qinian extremely fighting. Exclusively for the younger generation.

His eyes were blazing, Su Qi walked forward, passed the gate of the underworld, the blue mist disappeared, and he stepped on the gray black cold ground, and there was steaming smoke rising from Su Qinian's feet. Holy, every step you take, leaves a scorched black footprint like a burning fire.

But after half a cup of tea, Su Qinian suddenly stopped and stared at the front.

Huangquan meanders, and the road on both sides of the river disappears. You can see the bottomless abyss, the wind is howling, and at a distance, even with Su Qinian's flesh and blood, he can feel a bone-chilling chill.

The only thing that can be crossed is a dilapidated stone bridge on the winding Yellow Spring.

The stone bridge is only about ten feet wide, but it is full of knife marks and holes, old blood stains like ink, broken railings, and bridge deck gaps, and the blue yellow spring water under the bridge can be seen.

And on the body of the bridge, there are handwritings that are the same as those of the underworld.

No matter what!

Naihe Bridge in the underworld!
Su Qinian's pupils constricted, these are not only in the Xuanhuang Land, even the time and space where he used to be, there are also the same legends, and looking at the bridge, there is only a thin and rickety skeleton, gray and white, even the vicissitudes of time I lost all my breath, and I don't know how many years have passed.

"Mother Meng?"

Looking carefully at the skeleton, Su Qinian concentrated on the taboo of time.

puff!
In just a split second, he opened his mouth to spit out a stream of reverse blood, staggered back two steps, and took several deep breaths in succession before he managed to recover.

It's gone!
Although it was only for a moment, Su Qinian was already sure that the three clans had crossed the Naihe Bridge and reached the other side, but it seemed that as long as this bridge was involved, there would be great resistance, even if it was to spy and trace back, Su Qinian Visualize the light of the world, and use the god form of the ancient dragon to suppress the gods and stabilize the turbulent fighting spirit.

After a full cup of tea passed by, Su Qiqing let out a sigh of relief, and stepped onto the Naihe Bridge.

The dilapidated stone bridge spans both banks of Huangquan. Walking on this bridge, you can see the Huangquan water rushing under the bridge. The sound of gurgling water is like Yama playing the strings.

However, when passing by the rickety and thin skeleton, Su Qinian's hair suddenly stood up without any sign. At this moment, he seemed to feel that there was a gaze watching him from the side. It was dark, which made his hair stand on end. Apart from him, there was no one else on the Naihe Bridge, and if there was, there was only the suspected skeleton of Meng Po beside him.

Turning around abruptly, Su Qinian stared at the gray skeleton, and sat quietly in front of the broken stone railing, but when he turned around, that gaze disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared before.

Su Qi Nian frowned, this place is too weird, it's all in some legends, as if after a period of dusty and unknown years, everything has changed, it's not as good as the legends.

When Su Qinian turned around again, that gaze reappeared in his perception, and even Su Qinian could vaguely hear the sound of breathing in his ear, which was warm, but somehow felt cold and piercing.

"Light!"

Su Qinian suddenly shouted, and the whole body burst into immeasurable light, endless brilliance, just like a round of divine sun, the way of light flowed in the heart, the heart of light was blazing, like a fire of light like platinum and glazed surfaced on the body, sacred The breath is blazing, to purify and expel all evil spirits. (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu!)
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