Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 910
On the mottled and dead bridge, Lin Xuan walked step by step. Under the bridge, there was yellow spring water and flowers on the other side of the river. There were lingering and crying sounds in his ears. throbbing.

Huangquan water, Bianhua, Naihe bridge, what about Mengpo soup in the legendary land of nine secluded places?

Lin Xuan looked ahead, there was a figure standing at the end of the bridge, hunched over, with a dead breath, holding a bowl of soup in her hand, as if waiting for Lin Xuan to pass.

Looking at this scene, Lin Xuan stood still, frowning, and looked to the side, feeling suffocated in his heart, only feeling cold all over his body, there were actually two people standing beside him, one on the left and one on the left.

The cow's head, the horse's face, the body is full of dead breath, just like the ecstasy messenger in the legend of Jiuyou, who has been following him all the time, but he didn't notice it at all.

Niu Tau Ma Noodles, Meng Po Soup, everything seems to indicate that this is the entrance to the Land of Nine Nethers. After he died, he wanted to drink Meng Po Soup to forget the memory of his previous life, and enter the Nine Nethers to wait for reincarnation.

"Cross the bridge of Naihe, drink Mengpo soup, forget about the mundane world, little brother, do you want a bowl of soup?"

A deep voice sounded and came to Lin Xuan's ears. Lin Xuan's expression was shocked, and he looked at the figure at the head of the bridge. He couldn't see the face, only a crooked old woman.

Lin Xuan's eyes were fixed, his eyes were full of magic, surrounded by magic patterns, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mortal is unforgettable, so I won't drink this soup, but I want to take a look at the legendary Land of Nine Nethers."

Lin Xuan said, ignoring the bull-headed horse-face next to him, and walked straight to the bridge, one step at a time, the magic entangled and covered the whole body, his eyes were blood red, and he remained unmoved despite the evil spirits around him bewildering his mind.

"If you enter Jiuyou, you will be dead, and the memory of your previous life must not be kept. Little brother, let's drink a bowl of Mengpo soup."

When Meng Po's voice came, there was a gloomy and terrifying feeling. Meng Po raised her head little by little, revealing a bloody, boneless face. Lin Xuan frowned slightly, but smiled.

"A mere evil spirit dares to provoke me, don't say I'm not dead, even if I am dead, who dares to accept me, even if you are Meng Po, I will still kill you, Jiuyou Huangquan, everything is false."

Lin Xuan said indifferently, with a sword, like a saint outlining the void, a sword light swept across the four directions, tearing apart the space, beheading the bull's head and horse face beside him, and then cutting towards Po Meng in front, Po Meng looked at Lin Xuan with a sinister smile, With a hideous look on his face, he was chopped into pieces and disappeared on the Naihe Bridge.

Phantoms are all phantoms, flying insects, bull-headed horse face, Meng Po, this is not the underworld, nor is there any living thing, the surrounding is dead, only Lin Xuan is alone.

But if the illusion cannot be broken, then you have to be trapped in it forever, such as the dark world, the endless bones, they all died at the end of their lifespan, and this illusion is to create a Nine Netherworld, and let people drink Meng Po Soup, if you drink it, you will really die.

Lin Xuan realized the first illusion, but the second illusion has no effect on Lin Xuan. He is a demon, and there is no forgetting for the demon. There are only killing, devouring, and endless blood. If he dies, That is the destruction of heaven and earth, there is no Jiuyou Huangquan at all.

The horrifying phantoms make it hard for people to see the real ones. If Lin Xuan was not a demon and had the ancient scriptures of Enlightenment to protect his sanity, he must have been lost in it. The two phantoms are like two checkpoints.

Standing on the empty Naihe Bridge, Lin Xuan frowned and pondered for a moment. A peerless saint fell from the Duanhunyuan. Who is he, and what is the purpose of setting up these illusions? The mantle, waiting for a person who can destroy thousands of illusions to inherit?
After thinking for a while, Lin Xuan shook his head. He couldn't figure out what the saint was thinking, so he could only move forward and slowly solve this puzzle. There was no bull head horse noodles, no Mengpo soup, and Lin Xuan walked directly down the Naihe Bridge.

The moment he stepped off the Naihe Bridge, a mist surged in. Lin Xuan's expression froze, he closed his eyes, and stopped looking at the surrounding scene. He understood the operation of the ancient scriptures and directly felt the surrounding world with his heart.

There are thousands of illusions, both false and true. If you look at and feel with your heart, you can always find a trace of truth.

"Shh!"

In the mist, a bone claw appeared from the ground, and grabbed Lin Xuan with one claw. Lin Xuan's expression was shocked, and ripples appeared in the surrounding space, and he teleported out. The bone claw tore apart a piece of sky, and then grabbed Lin Xuan again. Come.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes, and saw a vast sea of ​​bones, boundless, a bone claw was tearing towards Lin Xuan.

"laugh!"

With the sword raised, the void split, and the bone claws were chopped into two pieces. Lin Xuan used the Hunyuan Great Void Technique, stepped on a free and easy tour, and left directly. This endless sea of ​​bones is not an illusion, it is real.

The terrifying sea of ​​bones contains the corpses of giants, terrifying beasts, human corpses, and even the corpses of some creatures that only exist in legends. They are strangely shaped, as if they gathered all the species of the starry sky and ten thousand realms. One is as big as a fly, and the other is vast and boundless. This is a burial ground, where countless creatures from the starry sky and ten thousand realms are buried.

"Chila!"

In front of Lin Xuan, a snake-shaped dead bone with a length of tens of thousands of meters trembled, and actually moved, as if it was about to come alive. Lin Xuan's expression changed drastically, and he opened a door of space, and left in an instant.

The creatures here are too terrifying, the endless corpses, Lin Xuan has seen a few of the supreme skeletons inside, and they are all "alive", the body is dead, the soul is gone, but the body can still move, although there is no life. Powerful, but still not something Lin Xuan could resist.

Here, Lin Xuan became an ant-like existence. He could only escape from those terrifying existences. This sea of ​​bones world is too big. Lin Xuan has been running away for a month, but he still didn’t see the edge, and he still saw the boundless sea of ​​bones. From time to time, creatures stood up in the sea of ​​bones, making Lin Xuan's scalp tingle.

"Help me, I don't want to die!"

A voice sounded in the distance, Lin Xuan looked over, it turned out to be a person, a young man, who should have jumped off Duanhunyuan together with Lin Xuan, he also saw Lin Xuan, and was asking for help from Lin Xuan, seeing The moment he saw him, Lin Xuan didn't think about anything and ran away directly.

Behind that man was a giant withered bones, several thousand meters high, directly pinched the fleeing man, and then pinched him to death. This giant probably had the aura of the ninth level of Emperor Zun, and Lin Xuan could fight against it, but behind it was another A more terrifying existence, a bone bird with waving wings, spread its wings and covered the surrounding area of ​​[-] meters, it was a creature of the level of Tianzun.

Fleeing, running away, Lin Xuan didn't know how long he ran away, and finally fell into a deep bone hole, the spiritual energy in his body was broken, and he could no longer escape.

(End of this chapter)