The Path Toward Heaven

Zhen Mo He is the Canglong.

Naturally, there is no sky.

There are also darkness in the depths of the ground for decades, but there is a faint light in front.

The light was on the side of the abyss, in the very far lower realm. I don't know if it was the flame of the Styx or the volcanic eruption.

The wind blows against the clothes of the Hades, making a slight noise.

Once the colorful clothes, I do not know when they have turned black.

His figure is a little short, but solemn, like a natural king.

The Emperor Ming looked at the abyss quietly, there was his hometown, the river of childhood, and a loyal subject.

He looked so affectionate.

Affection is a power.

This invisible power, isolated from the damage of Gang Feng, tightly connected him with the lower realm on the side of the abyss.

Under the blessing of this power, the Hades became an iron anchor, and the ship was moored quietly in the violent ocean. It became a nail, and the tail of the dragon was nailed to the bottom of the earth.

I don't know how long it has passed, the vibration of the ground reached here, and the gravel around the cliff fell into gravel.

Emperor Xing looked at the abyss again with some reluctance, and turned to look at the long channel.

The gang wind became violent, and the old man who was condensed by the spirit of the blue dragon came with the wind and came to the front of the Hades.

At this time, the old man was covered with blood, his clothes were ragged, and he looked extremely miserable.

Looking at the Emperor Hades, the old man's expression was a little weird and said, "So you really came out."

The emperor smiled and said, "Yes."

The old man held his bleeding forehead, and remained silent for a long time.

Then he suddenly laughed and said, "So what? Do you think you can escape?"

Emperor Xing said seriously: "I can't get out, and you can't get out."

"You have been in my belly for six hundred years, isolated from heaven and earth, and the soul fire has been sucked day and night. The short period of three years is not enough to allow you to recover against me."

The old man stared at him with a cold voice.

The King of Emperor still smiled slightly, because he didn't have eyebrows, so he looked more lovely.

"Your state is really high, you can live longer, the soul can be solidified, but it is still difficult to kill me with the state of the soul, otherwise you have already killed the young man, how could you think With such a violent and stupid method? Then as long as I stay in your body, it is safe. "

The old man sighed and said, "In retrospect, I am really stupid today, not only losing face, but also seriously injured, saying that it is not necessary to eat hundreds of prisoners to recover, but ... you do such a thing What's the use? After all, you still can't kill me. When they come, you're still dead. "

As long as Hades stays in the body of Canglong, it will be difficult for Canglong to kill him, but Canglong can let the powerful people enter its body to kill him.

There was no fear on the Emperor's face, and he still smiled and said, "Are you sure you can stick to that time?"

The old man can't understand his words, thinking to his present state, can he still kill the dragon directly?

During the conversation, the Emperor Ming's hands were kept behind his back, and there was no change until then.

Suddenly, countless extremely small, seemingly faint soul fires emerged from his body.

If you look carefully, you can see that the soul fires are all humanoid, their bodies are dim, their flames are bright, their facial features are similar to those of the Emperor Ming, and they have no eyebrows.

Each Soul Fire is like a little emperor dressed in black.

Looking at the scene, the old man's expression changed slightly and said, "What do you want to do?"

Emperor Xing smiled without a word, and took out his right hand behind him, waving it gently in front of him, like a commander, issuing a command of general attack to the thousands of troops under his command.

Countless soul fires, transformed into countless little emperors, flying against the wind, heading towards the end of the long passage, and soon disappeared without a trace.

It didn't take long for those soul fires to come to the town of Demon Hell-that is, every corner of the belly of the Canglong.

Those corners may have traces of sword slashing or collapsed cliffs, all of which are wounds left by Jing Jiu's iron sword.

The highly toxic pool of water is still invading towards the wound.

The little underworld emperors did not hesitate, so they drilled into the wounds.

The chirping sound rang everywhere in the Zhenmo Prison, and those wounds were lit by the soul fire, glowing with a faint light, like a ghost fire on the burial slope.

The night was illuminated, and the prisoners in the Demon Prison woke up and squeezed to the door of the cell, looking at a little wildfire, with an expression of longing in their eyes.

In the deepest part of Zhenmo Prison, Emperor Ming looked at the old man quietly without speaking.

He stood here, but he had gone elsewhere and started to attack.

This is the real, highest-order soul fire lord.

The old man's face became extremely pale, and the pain was so extreme, he said with a trembling voice, "How dare you treat me like this!"

The emperor said: "How others treat you, how you should return to each other, this is a gift."

Jing Jiu once said something similar.

This is the principle they are used to and the principle of doing things.

The Emperor Hades came to the world to prepare for a real peace with the human race. Unexpectedly, when the agreement was about to be signed, the human race launched a shameless betrayal and imprisoned him in the town.

One level is six hundred years.

The fake in the verdant valley, the black prison is true.

For six hundred years, there was no wind sword and frost sword, but every day he had to endure more painful things.

——The bites of those mosquitoes and the sense of guilt for the underworld.

Today, the Hades will end some of these pains and return other parts to each other.

For Canglong, Jing Jiu's ghost sword is a mosquito.

The Emperor's Soul Fire is more powerful mosquitoes.

In just an instant, the old man's face was pale as snow, and sweat beads slipped like beans.

Those tiny wounds were painful and itchy, and they were burned by soul fire at this time, not to mention him. I was afraid that Zen might not be able to bear it when he came.

Only then did the old man understand what the Hades said.

-Are you sure you can stick to that time?

The strong of the human race is about to arrive at Chaoge City.

Cang Lao can welcome them into his belly at any time.

At that time, Emperor Xing will die.

But can he endure the burning of countless soul fires until then?

"I think we can talk."

The old man looked at Hades and said that his eyes were very sincere.

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The smoke was still, and the gusty wind was repeated.

The powerful Zhongzhou sent Dao Fa together.

The cracks on the ground deepened, and the lake flowed back.

The water surface in that big hole gradually became lower, and the dark light and shadow in the depth could be seen faintly.

Yueqianmen put away Taoism and swept to the edge of the cave again, feeling that the dragon god's breath was weak, but fortunately, his vitality was still strong.

He looked at the blue-student behind him and asked, "Is Lord Zhai coming?"

The surname of the blue-clothed scholar, Xu, is a strong man of Yi Mao Zhai. Like him, he is a guest of the King's Mansion in Jingxin, or a worship.

Xu Shusheng felt for a moment and said, "Seventeen breaths."

Listening to this, Yueqianmen finally let down.

Because he knew that the real person had arrived.

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Chaoyang has been illuminated from the east and the west first. A sudden light appeared there, but it was striking but not dazzling. It naturally became part of the sky.

People come from heaven and earth, they can be combined with heaven and earth, this is the highest state of heaven and earth escape law.

There is naturally the head of the Zhongzhou faction, talking about real people.