Thundered!

In the gloomy heaven and earth, a hole was suddenly cracked in the void, and a lilac figure fell down, and the whole heaven and earth roared.

The black mottled earth is like gold and stone, cracking one after another large cracks, splashing the floating soil in the sky.

But in an instant, the earth, which had been cracked by the feet, was restored to its original state, as if nothing had happened, not even footprints.

Ahem!

Qingyang Huan's big hand slapped the dust in the sky, looking around, the dim sky and the earth in all directions, the hazy mountains undulating, and the silent heaven and earth contained a kind of silence since ancient times.

"Phew, judging from the turtle master's 60,000 years of professional experience in eating soil, the soil here seems to be loose, but it is stronger than gold and stone, with the thickness of divine gold, and there is a ......."

"Speak human words. ”

Qingyang Huan's eyes burst with a touch of vigilance, and he was very unkind to Gu Buxian, this little bastard was always so out of tune.

"It's dangerous here, Ah Huan, let's go. ”

was reprimanded, and Uncle Turtle was very simple.

A fragment of the underworld hidden in the realm of the god of light, it is so strange to think about it, light and darkness never exist at the same time.

Qing Yang Huan suppressed the agitation in his heart and walked towards the dim undulating mountains in the distance, the Great Netherworld Realm set up by the human race back then was based on the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring Realm, and it also mixed many things that he didn't know.

For example, the eighteen hells, which were not at all in ancient times, appeared with the underworld in the Middle Ages, and were the places where the human race was punished after death in order to punish some people who had evil sins in their lifetimes.

Until now, the shattered Netherworld has sprinkled the heavens and the earth, and every piece has undergone unknown changes in the long years, hiding too many secrets and desperate situations, and in some places, even if he, a powerhouse of the Daoyan Emperor Realm, enters it, there will be danger.

Walking step by step, stepping on the pitch-black and soft black floating soil, there was not a single footprint, and in an instant, he had appeared outside the tall and undulating mountains tens of thousands of miles away.

Click!

Outside the mountain, with the arrival of Qingyang Huan, the ghost fire is bright, like a bunch of torches, forming a winding fire dragon, zigzag towards the depths of the mountain range, and the starting point is at the foot of Qingyang Huan.

"Legend has it that the netherworld is vast, even the netherworld cannot be controlled one by one, and the lonely souls and wild ghosts who enter the underworld will sometimes wander into the depths of the underworld because of unexpected circumstances, and if they want to return to reincarnation, they need to embark on a netherworld ghost road, and follow the netherworld road back to the road of Naihe Bridge. ”

Looking at the winding road illuminated by the ghost fire, Qingyang Huan was a little contemplative, and the ghost road in front of him seemed to have no end, and he didn't know where it led.

The winding path is paved with pieces of crimson spars of different shapes and sizes, and the potholes are very uneven and round.

"Master Turtle is not afraid, our Turtle Clan is the most unpopular in the underworld. ”

Jingle bells!

After Qingyang Huan stepped into the ghost road with a stick of incense, he was already surrounded by undulating mountains in front of and behind him, surrounded by trees of death as black as ink, and each tree of death was full of hideous ghosts.

These ghosts were absorbed by the Tree of Death, absorbing the last bit of spiritual light in their souls, and completely turned into an illusory painting skin, swaying in the wind.

"Ah Huan, there is a sound. ”

Without a turtle or immortal sound, Qingyang Huan saw the end of the ghost road in front of him, and in the midst of the ghostly tumbling, a petite female ghost suddenly walked out, with a red dress and long hair floating behind.

As soon as the female ghost in red appeared, she had already stared at Qingyang Huan.

"The slave family misses the slave, and adds it as the ghost road to guide the envoy, waiting for the adult for a long time. ”

More than ten zhang away, the female ghost Nian Nu Ying bowed down, and she couldn't see the slightest ghost aura on her body, just like a real human woman in the yang world, with a kind of feminine delicateness, and the charming aura wafted between smiles.

"This lord, please follow the slave family. ”

After the female ghost bowed down, she didn't wait for Qingyang Huan to talk, turned around and dispersed the thick ghost fog, and the ghost fire outside the road shone a hazy ghost road.

"Ah Huan, I heard that the female ghosts in the underworld like to recruit husbands, so they won't arrest you to be the prime minister of the village, suck up your essence and blood, and make you an adult, as a collection, take it out from time to time to observe, it's exciting to think about it. ”

Turtle Buxian's words were crooked as he spoke, and he was excited at a glance.

Ignoring the turtle and not the immortal, Qingyang Huan followed the female ghost forward, this is a fragment of a great underworld of the human race, there is no doubt, since it is a human thing, he naturally wants to take it back.

God blocks and kills God, and demons block and kills demons!

Bang la blah.

After another incense stick, there was a gurgling sound of water flowing in the ghostly mist, and a dark river lay in front of him, cutting off the ghost road.

"Your Excellency. ”

The female ghost Nian Nu stood by the river, turned her head to Qingyang Huan and saluted again.

Qingyang Huan's eyes swept around, and the river that cut off the road ahead was about a hundred zhang wide, even for ordinary martial artists in the Great Wilderness, it was just a matter of leaping over.

In the black rolling waves, a strange beast with a flickering cold head floated under the waves, and its hideous fangs stared at it.

Qingyang Huan saw that there was a wooden bridge on the river in front of him, but only the piers along the banks of the wooden bridge remained.

And in front of the bridge pier on this side where he was, a stone mill the size of a hundred zhang existed, and a black beast like a donkey was blindfolded on the stone mill, and a hemp rope like a black python was on its back, dragging the stone mill on the stone mill.

And behind the donkey was a little ghost, with a whip in his hand, smiling at him flatteringly.

"Yes. ”

Gu Buxian's small eyes glanced at it, and then said loudly: "Ah Huan, if you want to cross the river and bleed, this is called having money to make ghosts grind." ”

Then Qingyang Huan waved his big hand, and the spiritual light flashed in his hand, and the spirit stone was like a heavenly river, rushing down towards the grinding plate.

These spirit stones are all rewarded in the Lingteng Star Domain, I have to say that the Lingteng clan has occupied the Lingteng Star Domain for an era, and the accumulated resources are beyond imagination, this has been found, and there are some private mansions that are not clear.

After distributing these resources to the Terrans of the Spirit Vine Star Domain, there was still a huge number left, and he originally thought of returning to the Qingyang Clan with them and teaching them to the Great Elder, so that they could be used for the cultivation of the war masters and the clansmen.

I didn't expect to give it to the clansmen yet, but to the ghosts first.

"My lord, Qiaodu has a fate, and there is a spirit party. ”

The little ghost who was driving the donkey said with a flattering smile.

"Ah Huan, this is disgusted with the things you took out too much. ”

This time, Qingyang Huan was also angry, what the hell is this place, ghosts love money so much, this is not a blatant roadblock, maybe this wooden bridge was broken by them.

100,000 star spirit stones, not even a little splash, this ghost is really condescending to drive a donkey here.

Boom!

A broken spirit sword was thrown out by Qingyang Huan, this is a weapon belonging to the young master of the spirit vine clan, although it was broken, it was also because it was beaten by Zhu Rongyan.

Although it is broken, it is also a godless soldier, and now there are really a lot of these imperial soldiers in his hands, but none of them are stones in the wilderness, and they can be squandered at will.

"The spirit is fateful, and the turtle is shallow. ”

Turtle Buxian jumped up all of a sudden, and shouted loudly: "I'm X, Ah Huan, don't stop the turtle, this ghost dares to collect money from the turtle master, believe it or not, the turtle master killed him today, so that he will never be reborn." ”

"I don't believe it. ”

"I don't believe it, you don't take out an imperial soldier anymore, otherwise how will the turtle master pass. ”

......

Thundered!

With the steps of the donkey-like beast, the stone mill on the millstone rumbled and turned, and the sound was like thunder, as if the stars in the sky were circling and rotating.

At this moment, Qingyang Huan also saw the strangeness on the stone mill, Zhang Hua, who was engraved with mountains, rivers and stars on the stone mill, accompanied by the rotation of the stone mill, engraved with the sun, moon and stars on the stone mill, rising and setting at sunset, one turn and one cycle.

Airplanes!

Bursts of ghostly energy manifested from the stone grinder, turned into a black hammer, and landed on the broken bridge piers on both sides of the river.

"My lord, please come with the slave family. ”

The female ghost Nian Nu Yingying smiled, and was charming, bowed down at the bridge, and respectfully invited Qingyang Huan.

"It's really dark here, is it worth a bridge toll for the emperor?"

Gu Buxian lay on Qingyang Huan's shoulder, and after stepping across the bridge, he shouted fiercely.

"At least three. ”

The next moment, he was picked up upside down by Qingyang Huan, stared at him and said, "Master Turtle, why don't I throw you back to the other side of the river, and you are doing it all over again?"

"Don't don't, Ah Huan, this is a bit excessive. ”

The female ghost covered her mouth and chuckled, and kept turning her head to look at Qingyanghuan.

Although he fought with the turtle immortals, Qingyang Huan's spiritual will was not taken lightly, the last time in the fragments of the underworld, there was Jia Luo's intervention, and this time this underworld was pressed in the Bright God Domain, which was already weird.

The ghost who pushes the grind, dies for money.

The ghost who led the way was very weird.

I just don't know what lies ahead of the winding ghost road, and what unknown changes have taken place in the formation of all this over the long years.

Boom!

After turning the three mountains, the end of the ghost road was a big bright, the ghost fire beating, illuminating the hundred zhang square, one was wearing a black robe, the robe was covered with embroidered patterns, the body was covered in the black robe, and the breath could not be felt.

However, Qing Yanghuan saw the white bone ankle exposed under the black robe, which was a white bone.

"The road ahead of the netherworld, the ghosts lead the way, dare to ask the comers, the sun is like the sun in the sky, the lonely souls and wild ghosts wither outside the territory, the body is dead, and the heaven and earth can be fair. ”

A hoarse and ugly sound like a stone rubbing came from the black robe, and a pair of jumping ghost fire eyes stared straight at Qing Yanghuan.

"There's something wrong with this ghost. ”

It was still Uncle Turtle who spoke, and he looked at the ghost in front of him, revealing curiosity.

What kind of pattern has this fragment of the underworld evolved, a greedy ghost came out before, and now a skeleton has come out, shouting about what is fair.

If this world is really so fair, where is there so much conquest and civilization replacement.

In a word, this bone frame is sick.

"I said, if you are sick, go for treatment immediately, if you really can't do it, reincarnate early, and give yourself a chance to choose again. ”

"Do you want the fairness of the heavens and all the races, or the fairness of my human race? ”

Qing Yanghuan felt more and more interesting here, and he said lightly.

This underworld has obviously been operating independently for many years, forming a unique set of operating rules, and the most important thing now is to figure out who is in control of the operation of this underworld.

"Nature...... It is the justice of heaven and earth. ”

The black robe and white bones groaned, and his voice was a little stuck, and this subtle tone was heard by Qing Yanghuan.

"Heh......"

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan chuckled.

With Qing Yanghuan's chuckle, a white bone palm of the black robe and white bones on the opposite side was pulled out of the black robe, and with a light grasp of the air, the yin qi in the sky gathered and turned into a scale.

The scale rod is three feet, engraved with sixteen stars, evolving a vast time and space, the weighing pan is like a miniature continent, pressing the heaven and the earth, the scale is broken, and it is as black as ink.

However, the scale the size of a baby's fist exuded a kind of coldness, and Qing Yanghuan felt that the aura on it was similar to the breath of the treasure of Yama he had obtained.

Could it be that this weighing stone, among which are sixteen little hells?

Legend has it that among the ten halls of Yama, each king of Yama is in charge of the Great Eighteen Hells, and each of them has a small Sixteen Hells in his hands.

"I am fair for heaven and earth, and heaven and earth for me to be evil. ”

"Who are you?"

At the same moment, Qing Yanghuan's expression froze, and his qi burst out to a limit that was about to explode, as long as he noticed the slightest movement, he would not hesitate to act.

"How can this heaven and earth be fair?"

Qingyang Huan asked rhetorically, a pair of eyes burning like a purple sun, and his voice became more and more fierce, and said: "The world is too big, there are countless races, and only the human race is enough to make people exhaust their efforts to maintain, and the affairs of other races can't be managed, and they don't want to take care of it." ”

"The ancestors of the human race in the past dynasties were bloody, the emperors of the Suiren clan in the dark ages of antiquity illuminated the fire of the human race, the sons of the hundred saints preached in all directions, the human race set the sacred land, and created the era of human civilization, all of which we pursued is that the general trend of my human race is as vast as a dragon, humanity is boundless, if you want to talk about fairness, the fairness in the eyes of my Qingyang Huan is that my human race stands in the great wilderness, what does it matter to me whether the heavens live or die?"

Airplanes!

The black-robed and white-bony hand clenched the scales in his hand, the white-bone-handed clicked, and the ghost flames in the pupils shrouded in the black robe jumped more and more violently.

"Haha......"

A miserable laugh came from the black robe, and there was an indescribable rout in the voice.

"I use the scales to weigh people's hearts, but people's hearts are unpredictable. ”

"I measure the world with fairness, and right and wrong turn your head into nothing!"

"This day, what is the sky, this earth, what is the earth, where is my way wrong!"

......

"Yama, you say!"

"You say......"

At this moment, the heavens and the earth in the entire underworld roared, the mountains shook, as if an earthquake had struck, and the female ghost Nian Nu was prostrate on the ground, curled up and trembling.

"Niannu, you say, what's wrong with the lonely king?"

The big white bone hand reached out and grabbed the female ghost who was cowering on the ground, but Nian Nu had already been hit by the fierce momentum and his whole body was full of holes.

"The scale pole picks mountains and rivers, right and wrong should be decided, you seduced a tribal man with your beauty during your lifetime, murdered your husband, and after your death, you should fall into hell and bear the punishment of cooking in a frying pan, why can you still transform a ghost body and get the Yin Si fruit position, is this fair!"

"The lone king is punished equally, and the order is maintained, where there is a mistake, why is it not recognized by the world. ”

......

"Equality, you're tired. ”

At this time, in the vast underworld, a majestic voice came from the vast underworld, penetrating the spiritual world, causing the angry black robe and white bones to calm down at once.

"The matter of right and wrong has its own later generations commented, the three-foot fair scale, the sixteen stars are weighed, and now this world is not used. ”

ps First of all, I apologize, I can only send such a change today, the train back to Qufu at night, I have to pick up some things during the day, and my relatives at home called me to help me take the small crane that I bought to lift things to the sixth floor, so there is almost no time for a few days.

Can the words be updated tomorrow, the patriarch doesn't dare to say enough, there are a lot of things approaching the New Year.

And the man in the comment area, I've banned and deleted it.,I took a look at your old fan and didn't have a value.,And come to scold.,I don't think it's good to consciously turn right.,Go to Baidu.,Or you just make do with it.,Don't force it.。