forbidden place

() After collecting the Yellow Spring, Hanhui started to operate the large purification pool he refined, devouring the black water of the Yellow Spring and condensing the elixir, but did not absorb the water of the Yellow Spring itself.

He gradually understood that the entire ocean of the Yellow Springs was the water vapor transpired from the Yellow Springs. After years of transpiration, an ocean was actually formed, and it possessed such great power.

He used the psychic storm to detect this magical underworld. When the psychic storm entered it, it was instantly wiped out, and there was no way to spy on it.

"What a powerful Huangquan, the emperor of Huangquan is probably referring to this Huangquan, the so-called return, is it the transformation of Huangquan?" Han Hui said to himself.

The Emperor of Huangquan mentioned by the warriors of Huangquan has never appeared, even if he got all the black water of Huangquan, there is no shadow of Emperor of Huangquan.

Just like the King of Bones, after the collapse of the world, the whole world turned into bones, and all the spirits of the bones were condensed into the supreme power.

"Go to Blood Hell now!" Han Hui stood up slowly.

With a single thought, he took one step and reached the South China Sea, and saw a spiral channel formed by blood condensed in the distance.

A gust of sea breeze blows, bringing with it a breath of death, the whole world has no vitality at all, no matter whether it is an animal, a plant, or a person, if it is completely dead, it is of course lifeless.

Even if Han Hui released all the people from the Dream Small World, without the threat of the Bone Hell and the Blood Hell, most of these people would die.

The vitality of the heavens and the earth has disappeared, and it is not suitable for cultivation at all.

"Shuh" "Shuh"

Because there is no sun, sun and stars, the whole world is dark, and suddenly a star flashes across the sky, and then another star flashes across.

Han Hui noticed the shaking of the earth, the stars in the space began to fall continuously, and the decline of the world became more and more severe.

Without hesitation, Han Hui raised his hand, and there was a bright knife light. This knife light cut everything. I don't know how many blows the prepared saints combined with each other. The moment the knife light rushed out, the gate of Nine Heavens collapsed.

Because the power is too strong, it has exceeded the carrying capacity of the Nine Heavens Gate, and also exceeded the carrying capacity of the rules between heaven and earth.

The holy picture of the way of war is a kind of treasure that gathers the power of the world as one. The more the better, the stronger the power, the more powerful the holy picture of the way of war can be exerted.

However, when power surpasses the concept of power itself, just like speed surpasses speed itself, when such power should not appear in this world, everything collapses.

However, this Saint Map of the Art of War is refined from the eternal restriction, and after it collapses, it can be condensed again.

The knife light cut on the spiral blood vortex all at once!

"Click"

Like a precious knife cutting on Jinggang, the spiral column was cut in two instantly, making a crisp sound of crackling.

"how is this possible?"

"what happened?"

Shouts of terror came from the spiral pillar, and at the same time that the spiral pillar was cut off, it turned into blood again in an instant.

Han Hui felt a terrifying breath coming down.

"The bull-headed king, it's the bull-headed king, the bull-headed king has finally come!" Voices screamed.

The void is shaking, all the scenery is shaking, the waves in the sea are like pictures blown by the wind, everything is so unreal.

A tall figure, fully hundreds of feet tall, with a broad body, the most eye-catching thing is the head of that figure, a huge twisted head, like a small mountain peak, with a pair of blood-red horns growing on the head.

"Great Tauren King!"

"See the great Tauren!"

Han Hui knew that this was the legend in the blood hell, and he was going to welcome the return of the blood land to the Tauren King!

The Bull Head King appeared when Han Hui cut off the blood vortex, probably because of the seal, otherwise it shouldn't be such a coincidence.

The two horns on the top of the head of the Bull Head King glowed with blood. He looked at Hanhui and said, "You belong to Emperor Jigen? I think your realm is higher than that of Emperor Jigen. What happened in this world? Could it be that there are masters from the Buddhist sect descending?"

"I'm not a member of the Emperor Jigen. The Emperor Jigen is just my servant. I don't know whether the Buddhists have come or not. I only know that the Bone Hell was destroyed by me, and the Underworld Hell was also destroyed by me. Only you are left." Blood hell, I wonder if the blood king will return?" Han Hui said lightly.

"Originally, I had the opportunity to become the blood king, but all the blood energy outside was sealed, which means that I stayed in an inexplicable space for hundreds of years!" The bull head king spoke very calmly, as if he was talking about a very small thing .

"Unexpectedly, a character like you was born in the world. I really don't know how miserable it would be for you to gather the power of the world and die alone in the world? You don't even have the chance to die alone. The fall of the stars in the world, the storm of time and space The cutting can kill you!" The Bull Head King shook his head and sighed.

"The three great hells have been wiped out, and the last way to ascend to heaven will be cut off. Everyone will be trapped to death in this world!" After glancing at Han Hui, the Bull King looked up at the sky again, as if the sky was really A cage that traps people to death.

"Do it!" After looking at the sky, the face of the Bull Head King suddenly changed, and his body exuded an aura like a god and demon of heaven and earth. He stepped forward with one foot and sprinted fiercely towards Han Hui.

At the same time, his palm turned against the war and slapped Han Hui's head.

The Bull Head King is like a giant standing in the sky, while Han Hui is like an ant. The contrast between the two sides is extremely different. After watching it, people feel absurd.

Han Hui sighed faintly, rubbed his fingers into a knife, and slashed at the galloping bull head king.

The extremely bright knife light flashed, and one knife turned into three paths, and the world and people circulated. The Bull Head King let out a wild roar, and then his body shattered and his soul was strangled.

Then, the small fantasy world expanded, devouring all the remaining blood from the Blood Hell, leaving nothing behind.

At this time, all the forces in the world were wiped out by Han Hui, and he stepped forward to the Valley of God.

This is the last mysterious place. He didn't fully explore it, but just explored in one direction.

The spiritual storm swept across the Valley of God, many spaces were covered, and all kinds of strange spaces were discovered.

In some spaces, there are boundless medicinal materials planted. These medicinal materials have survived for an unknown number of years, and the blood ginseng of living and dead human flesh and white bones grows like weeds outside.

If it was before, Han Hui would have been so excited to see these things, but now it is different, his realm is too high, basically these things are not needed.

Even his subordinates, all of them are preparatory saints, don't need these things very much, but it's better than nothing, Han Hui still puts all the herbs in this space into the small dream world.

Now, all the people in the dream world are practicing the secret method of Buddhism, exercising their bodies and concentrating their thoughts. These herbs still have some effect on strengthening the muscles and bones of the body.

The remaining space is full of refining materials, all kinds of refining materials, Han Hui collected all the refining materials and put them in the small world as spare materials.

In the future, it may be necessary to build a large purification pool, a forgiveness altar, or even something like the Whip of God.

After searching everything, Han Hui asked Lian'er to come out again, wanting to find the clay puppet that can deal with visitors from outside the sky and seal the masters from outside the sky.

He took Lian'er to shuttle in various spaces, but no clay puppet appeared again, and Han Hui finally left the Valley of God in disappointment.

After leaving the Valley of God, he didn't go far, and he sat down quietly, surrounded by a small dream world, and began to realize the Dao of Heaven and Earth.

In the starry sky, there are more and more meteors. The demon god Wanrenshan who hides in the depths of the starry sky and can search for hard matter between heaven and earth was hit by a meteor, and his whole body was covered in blood.

Before he could stabilize his figure, a space-time storm swept over and wrapped him in it.

"Impossible, it's impossible for me to fall like this!" Wan Renshan let out a final roar.

His roar resounded in the depths of the desolate universe.

Hanhui sensed Wanrenshan's death, but he didn't stand up, nor did he open his eyes, he just comprehended the rules of the various God's Whip calmly.

God's Whip is the pinnacle of the art of refining weapons in the world. God contained the wisdom of all ages and forged it. There is no way to break the sky, and Hanhui can only wait.