The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 66—The World in the Pot

The tragic cry and angry scolding of the prisoners came from the Zhenmo Prison. I don't know how many cells suddenly became smaller, and the prisoners inside were directly pressed into flesh.

The miserable screams and angry scoldings shrank sharply as the distance between heaven and earth shrank, and then gradually went away-not because the heavens and earth were separated again, but because the collapsed cliff and the sharply rising bottom of the pool were together It became a closed space made of rocks.

The distance between the sky and the earth is rapidly decreasing, and everything is compressed. The same is true of the rocks, becoming extremely tight and hard without any gaps.

With the power of Hades, it is also very difficult to open.

The tight and hard rock surface is very smooth, and the turquoise water produces countless waves in it, and the moss gradually breaks down, resulting in countless bubbles.

It looks like an invisible giant is shaking a hip flask, and the green drink in the jug is shaking.

The Emperor Hades and the old man are in this hip flask.

Looking at the scene, Emperor Ming thought of a poem Taiping had said when he ate hot pot on the riverside with himself many years ago-Green Ant New Distillery.

Emperor Xing smiled, flicked his sleeves, left the turquoise water, and came into the air.

Inspired by his consciousness, countless tens of thousands of soul fires in the Zhenmo prison moved again at high speed, turned into tens of thousands of small ghosts, and entered into those cracks.

The old man groaned in pain, his face became extremely pale, floating across the waves formed by the pool, his hands protruding like lightning.

The space in the Zhenmo Prison is shrinking sharply, and the mountain becomes a hip flask, and there is no spout.

The Emperor Hades had nowhere to escape, but the old man grabbed his hands and pulled it back into the pool.

"I am the Dragon God, capable of running clouds and raining, as big as mountains and rivers, and as small as dust, as long as you leave my point, I will let you see the real fairy family means!"

The old man shouted sharply.

The Emperor Hades was trapped in the stone pot, and the soul fire film on his body was eroded by the pool water, getting thinner and thinner, but he couldn't see any expression of fear on his face.

"Isn't that the Bai family's pot of heaven and earth, what kind of fairy family means? You are also a big thing, but you dare to hide under the ground with such small means, where is there the slightest charm of ancient gods and beasts? You are always a bug compared to it. "

The old man said: "Your Majesty should not irritate me, as long as you can live an endless life, what are you afraid of hiding under the ground, and what are you afraid of with small means?"

The Emperor Ming asked seriously: "Incarnate in the Devil's Prison, you don't see the sun all year round, don't you feel bored and lonely?"

"The pot has its own world, how is it different here and outside?"

The old man knew that the Emperor Hao was delaying time and thinking about the way to escape, but he didn't care.

No one can escape from the pot.

The world in the pot is indeed not a fairy family method, but one of the strongest magical powers on earth.

Canglong used to spend three hundred years to cultivate for once, so he never thought of using this method to deal with Jing Jiu, because it is not cost-effective, but it is different to deal with the Emperor, as long as he can eat the Emperor afterwards. Centennial repairs can be easily replaced.

The giant pot formed by the cliff and the bottom of the pool is smaller, leaving no space left, and the old man and the emperor are soaked in the pool water.

The turquoise water slapped the Emperor's face, and the moss hung on his ears, plus he had no eyebrows, and it looked funny.

More dangerous.

The soul fire film on his finger has been eroded into a small mouth by the pool water. The pool water was immersed in it, and the finger skin ulcerated and a white smoke came out.

The situation of the old man is also very bad, the town of demons is shrinking sharply, the density of the soul fire attack is greater, the pain is more difficult to bear, and his face is pale like a ghost.

"This piece of Bitan should be your stomach. These waters are your gastric juices, which can corrode everything." The Emperor looked at him and said: "Although you are condensed by the soul of the gods, it is already a semi-entity, and it is also dangerous. You Is there any hatred between me that makes you want to kill me at such a great price? "

The old man suddenly laughed and said, "There is no hatred between you and me, all this is just because I want to eat you. In fact, I wanted to do this long ago, but Bai Xianren put you in too constant prison, let me I ca n’t do it. Today, God gives me a good opportunity. As long as I swallow you in my belly and look at the world, who else is my opponent? Did n’t you think? Today you did so many things with the Aoyama thief, but you gave yourself away Come to my mouth! "

Emperor Ming smiled and said: "It turns out that's the case, but have you ever thought about it, you can't even eat it to your mouth, how can you eat me?"

As the words fell, he flipped his hands over and grabbed the old man's wrist.

The old man was surprised, but he didn't understand why he did it.

At the beginning, he grabbed the hands of the Wong Emperor because he didn't want to be disturbed when the pot started.

Now the Emperor Hades is trapped in the world in the pot and soaked in the green water of the lake, which may become blood water dissipation at any time, but in turn, what should he do with his hand?

Do you want yourself to be turned into blood by the green lake?This idea is really ridiculous.

The old man was thinking about these things, and suddenly felt something wrong, looked down at the two men's hands, his expression slightly changed.

His fingers are slowly sinking into the Wong Emperor's wrist, and the touch is slippery, as if stuck in cream or carrion.

At the same time, the finger of the emperor is also sinking into his wrist, slowly breaking open the skin and flesh, until the back of the finger is about to be submerged.

Both the feeling and the picture were extremely disgusting, and even he felt sick.

How is this going?

The old man felt a strong unease.

The world in the pot is completed, no matter how powerful the Hades can escape, the old man is ready to leave.

As long as he left here, no matter what means the Emperor Hades had, he could only become void in the poisonous pool of water.

He is a dragon spirit. In theory, it can disappear from any place in the town of demon prison, appear from any place, and no one can stop it.

It was for this reason that Jing Jiu couldn't get rid of him before with the ghost sword.

At this time, the old man found himself unable to leave.

No matter how he blasted his consciousness and displayed his magical power, he remained in the pool or stood in front of the Emperor.

"You are the spirit of the gods. Even the spirit of the dragon can only be a spirit of the gods."

Emperor Xing looked at the old man and said with a smile: "And when it comes to controlling the soul ... I am the strongest in the world."

This is the real soul fire.

The old man's face instantly became paler, not because of the pain from the wound, but because of the words of the Emperor Xing and the vague future.

That bleak and terrible future, the future he had given many prisoners.

He will be eaten by Hades.