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He originally thought that he would die like this, but he didn't expect that there would be a chance to be reborn, and of course he had to seize such an opportunity.

Murong Han smiled, everything was expected, he had promised the yellow-robed man to reconstruct the six realms of reincarnation.

The six realms are, hell, hungry ghosts, beasts, asuras, humans, and heavens. Among them, hell, beasts, and hungry ghosts are called the three evil realms, or the three muds. Asura, man, and heaven are called the Three Good Paths. If there are no asuras in the six realms, they are five realms, or five pleasures.

Hell Path: The place where hell suffers. It has names such as eight colds, eight heats, and infernal. If sentient beings create the ten sins and the five sins of rebellion, they will fall into hell.

Hungry ghosts: Lonely and poor ghosts who suffer. He was constantly hungry, marching around, begging for food. Legend has it that there are people who have not heard the sound of slurry water and food for thousands of years, and often suffer from hunger and thirst, so they are called hungry ghosts. If sentient beings create the ten negative karma of the middle grade, they will fall into the path of hungry ghosts.

Asura: A powerful ghost god who belongs to the non-heavenly path. It has supernatural powers and power but no virtue, has a lot of anger, commands Yakshas, Rakshasas, etc., and is headed by Asura, so it is called the Asura Dao. Sentient beings can give birth to the Asura Path when they do the ten virtues.

Humanity: that is, human beings. Because of humanity, he is bittersweet, good at distinguishing the causes and consequences of things, easy to know the suffering, clear reasoning to get confused, and turn to sanctification.

Heavenly Dao: That is, the heavenly realm. The Heavenly Dao is distributed in the three realms of desire, color, and colorlessness. The desire world is called the desire world because of the lust of men and women. The color world, there is no male and female lust, only the color is solemn, so the name is the color world. There is no colorless world, there is no form, only the spiritual mind exists, so it is called the colorless world. Sentient beings who practice the ten virtues, practice the four meditations, and the four emptiness can be born in the heavenly realm.

Among the six realms, only the Heavenly Dao and the Humanity have not been harmed, and once they are harmed, the Heavenly Dao should not want to absorb any power.

Therefore, it is the other four realms that are damaged, and now how these four realms are to be constructed, Murong Han does not know yet, but he has one thing that he can be sure of, and he has now begun to gradually improve this hell realm.

There are still three realms that have not been encountered, and there are eighteen layers of hell that have not been built, only when they are completely constructed, and the six realms of reincarnation can be restored.

The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth could be rebuilt, but Murong Han didn't know how he could get to other Dao now.

Murong Han's heart moved, and he spoke: "From now on, you are the king of Qin Guang among the ten great Yamas, controlling the evil realm platform here, and judging people for good and evil. ”

King Qin Guang bowed slightly, and there was a roar of thunder in heaven and earth, which fell directly into King Qin Guang's body, making him shine brightly.

The thunder and lightning didn't hurt him, and the ghost qi on King Qin Guang's body was actually gradually decreasing, and he gradually recovered his human aura.

The evil realm is judged on the platform of good and evil, and the fate of life in the Lechuan River is determined from then on, and this river is called the Lechuan River!

Murong Han said, there were already souls outside that began to enter here and fall into the Lechuan River, this scene made Murong Han's eyes light up.

After the collapse of the Hell Dao, this thing was absorbed by the so-called Heavenly Dao, as a resource for cultivation, and now the Hell Dao has been reopened, which means. As soon as the hell road opens, the souls of the dead from the outside world will come here in a steady stream of automatics.

If this is really the case, then if this kind of scene continues, with the power of Qin Guangwang Jiang alone, it will definitely not be able to judge all the corpse souls.

Even if he does things day and night, it is impossible to finish it, there are so many people dying every day, it can't be solved at all, it seems that it is time to find him some helpers.

After thinking for a while, Murong Han spoke.

"You are the master of a hall, you can't do without subordinates," Murong Han said, pointing to the ghosts in the Lechuan River.

"And you can't judge all of them alone, so from the water of this yellow spring, take a thousand people who were good in their lives and enter them into the list of the first temple, for the sake of ghosts, to help you judge good and evil.

Murong Han's words did not fall. There was a rumbling sound of the advent of the law spreading in the sky, which seemed to be in response to Murong Han, who had the bloodline of the Night Demon God Tiger in his body, and this Night Demon God Tiger was the existence that dominated the hell.

At the beginning, he used hell as the foundation to fight against the Heavenly Dao, and now the bloodline in Murong Han's body is like a royal jade seal, like a soldier's talisman, which can command everything.

In this world, Murong Han said the truth, just like last time, what he said was true, even if he wanted all these ghosts to dissipate, he could do it.

But he had already promised the yellow-robed man that if he wanted to reconstruct the six realms of reincarnation, he must do it, so that he would not live up to the chaos technique he had cultivated, and he would not live up to the bloodline of the Night Demon God Tiger.

King Qin Guang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that there was more information in his body, and a small red thread-bound book appeared in his hand.

This little book is neither gold nor silver, and I don't know what material it is made of, it is as light as nothing, but it is extremely tough, and it also contains a strange divine breath.

On the cover of the small book, there are three big black characters with simple and vicissitudes of life--ghost chalu.

These three words have a black ghostly light flickering and circulating, containing majestic power.

King Qin Guang looked through it carefully and found that there were a total of 1,000 pages of ghost records, and only one name of the ghost was recorded on each page, and there were many mysteries, which were difficult to comprehend for a while.

However, he could feel that this little book was not just a simple list, but something close to a magic weapon or something.

According to Murong Han's instructions, Jiang Jiang, the king of Qin Guang, manipulated the Evil Mirror Terrace to inspect a corpse soul that was shining all over his body under the light of the Divine Mirror and had few stains and dirt from the water of the Lechuan River, and took it out of the river.

At the moment when a corpse soul came out of the water, the ghost chalu automatically shot out a black light, enveloping the corpse soul in it.

The next moment, on the first page of the ghost record, a name quietly appeared like a watermark, which even recorded its previous life and the causes of death, and also judged its proportion of good and evil.

King Qin Guang grew his mouth, and his heart was a little shocked. Exploring the sobriety of the previous life, this matter can only be sat on by the existence of the first level of the artifact, and this thin ghost record in his hand can be compared to the artifact?

This Hell Dao can already be regarded as a world, and this ghost chalu is an item born by this Hell Dao itself, and it naturally has supreme power in this Hell Dao.

He even felt that when the name of this corpse soul appeared on the ghost cha record, he seemed to be able to control everything about the ghost cha, and as long as he thought about it, he could make his soul fly away and never be able to live forever.

"Subordinates, see King Qin Guang!"

The ghost cha knelt down and saluted, looking at Murong Han's eyes very respectfully, although King Qin Guang was his top boss, the young man in front of him was the biggest person.

This is a figure in a tattered white shirt, with a slender horse face, a somewhat ugly appearance, and does not look like a good person.

But the evil mirror platform will not lie, when he is alive, he must be a great good person, so after death, the soul can be as crystal as jade.

The so-called people can not be seen, and the sea water cannot be measured, which is the end, and a person's quality cannot be judged from appearance, but from what a person does.

The name is registered on the ghost cha record, and there is no need for Murong Han and King Qin Guang to explain anything, this ghost cha has already understood the cause and effect, and understands his identity and responsibility.

Slowly condensing his semi-substantial body, his eyes flashed with excitement, and death was the end of everything.

I didn't expect that I could actually cultivate after death and see the opportunity to return to the Great Dao, for anyone, it is unprecedented, no less than a creation against the sky.

"On this ghost chakra, you can burn a thousand ghost chas, once the name is published on it, you can completely control everything about them, if someone violates the rules, there will be no more opportunities to enter the Lechuan River, and the soul will be scattered directly, and you can choose someone to use yourself. ”

Murong Han said slowly: "In the future, as your cultivation improves, the limit of the ghost record can be increased again. ”

"Thank you hosts. ”

King Qin Guang was overjoyed.

As time went by, there were more and more ghosts in the Lechuan River, even if he didn't add more, he couldn't be busy alone, and he didn't have anything to do with his work, mainly because he was afraid of letting down the person in front of him.

Now that there is this ghost record, everything is a lot simpler, Murong Han nodded, and was about to say something more, when he was suddenly stunned, as if he had sensed something.

"I'm going to be away for a while, and you're in charge of everything here. As the words fell, Murong Han's figure slowly rose into the air, reaching a height of thousands of meters in an instant.

Naturally, he couldn't stay here all the time, he had to go to the other three paths, but he still couldn't do it now, he suddenly thought, since he was here, he was the master, so as long as he moved his mind, he could go to other paths.

King Jiang of Qin Guang and the ghost sent him off on his knees.

Murong Han's gaze suddenly fell on the black river below, but he saw that after the turbulent river flowed through the Evil Mirror Platform, it flowed to the unknown distance, as if it would never end.

Murong Han sighed, when the Hell Dao first opened, it was not a system after all, he himself had not seen the Hell Dao before, and now he could only do it according to the legends of his previous life and his own ideas.

Murong Han's heart moved, and suddenly his sword finger slashed in the void, and the sound of thunder and thunder in the sky resounded in the sky, and countless silver lightning bolts danced wildly like silver snakes, covering almost the originally dark black sky.

King Jiang of Qin Guang and the ghost were under the evil mirror platform, looking dumbfounded, this kind of picture is almost like creating the world, and it is by no means an ordinary supernatural power.

With such a great power at a single point, Murong Han is the god of this world at this time, omnipotent.

"Open!"

Murong Han let out a low snort. As he said, he suddenly thought of a possibility to try it.

I saw that the wide and vast black Lechuan River like an ocean flowed after passing through the Evil Mirror Platform.

Suddenly, it automatically branched off, turning into a full nine tributary rivers, meandering like a giant python dragon lurking on the black ground, flowing in different directions.

Murong Han pointed out, his mind moved, and the Lechuan River was divided into nine.

In Murong Han's vision, these nine rivers flowed to the other nine halls of the Ten Halls of Yama.

And how to achieve it concretely, he doesn't have a complete idea, after all, except for the first hall, the other nine halls have not yet been completed, and there is only one hall of the ten halls of hell, so it is obviously impossible to completely realize the role of hell.

However, now that there are nine tributaries, it can at least be convenient for King Jiang of Qin Guang to reward the good and punish the evil.

After doing all this, under the shocked and adoring gaze of Jiang He, the king of Qin Guang, he watched the silver thunderbolt in the sky slowly disperse, and then a pale red vortex suddenly appeared, and the void barrier gradually became transparent.

A strange world, faintly visible through the whirlpool, Murong Han's figure flashed, and disappeared into the pale red whirlpool. The whirlpool disappears.

Everything in the Hell Dao returned to calm, and the King of Qin Guang, Jiang and the ghost, knelt on the ground for a long time, respectfully sending Murong Han away, they didn't know where Murong Han had gone, it was obviously not within the scope of their cognition and understanding.

When Murong Han left, he just had one thought, that is, to go to a place, Shura Dao.

He has the aura of Shura in his body, so the next place is naturally to go to the Shura Dao, but he doesn't know what this Shura Dao is like.

It seems that there are no more assuras in this world, and all the asuras seem to have died in that great war, leaving nothing behind.

Murong Han arrived at another place, as far as the eye could see, the sky was blue, the trees were green, the water was murmuring, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the scenery was extremely beautiful.

There was a strong tide in the air, even above the place where the previous lord lived.

This made Ding Hao very clearly aware that this was definitely not the world he was in, could it be that this was the Shura Dao.

Murong Han had a big question mark in his heart, and when he looked closely, such a beautiful scenery was full of terrifying bloody aura.

There seemed to be the sound of gods and demons fighting in his ears that had not yet dispersed, and there was a faint remnant of the roar of boiling war drums in the air.

There is the sound of swords clashing, there is the wail of living beings before their tragic death, there is the roar of the strong when they are fighting, there is also the roar of demons, and there is the lament of God...... Even vaguely visible, phantoms are still fighting frantically.

The breeze is blowing. Blowing it all away. But the bloody aura in the air did not collapse at all, I don't know why, Murong Han always felt a little sad, more sad.

"How can this be? I'm obviously going to the Asura Path, why did I come back here, is this the place? Why do I feel sad?"

Murong Han wiped the tears from his eyes, he didn't know why, as soon as he came here, he couldn't control himself, because he didn't have the means to suppress his feelings.

Such feelings can't be suppressed at all, they can only be released, but why is he sad, what is the reason for this? Murong Han didn't know.

At that moment, the sky suddenly darkened without warning. Layers of rolling clouds suddenly rolled from the distant horizon, completely covering the entire sky in the blink of an eye, and the cold wind blew, turning into a cloudy sky in an instant.

Smack! Smack!

A raindrop fell on Murong Han's palm, looking at the palm, Murong Han's pupils condensed slightly, how could this be!!

Because the color of this raindrop turned out to be ...... Blood-red.

Is it blood?

Bang la la blah!

The downpour covered it, and the raindrops formed lines in the air, turned into rain curtains, and turned into red rain curtains.

Every drop of rain is as red as blood and shimmers with crystal colors. It's a weird picture. It's like the sky is bleeding.

A layer of transparent mist appeared around Murong Han, isolating all the blood rain and not dripping onto his body.

Murong Han was extremely surprised, he slowly stretched out his hand, and the rain fell on the palm of his hand, like a pool of crystal blood.

In this bloody rain, there is a strong bloody atmosphere. The smell of blood that Murong Han had smelled before was exactly the same as this smell, but the aura of Shura in Murong Han's body was constantly surging.

Kerra!

A blood-colored lightning bolt slashed through the void. All of a sudden, half of the sky was bright.

"Kill......"

The sound of battle came, and Murong Han was shocked to notice that at the moment when the lightning flashed, there was a fleeting light.

As if the void had been shattered, a scene of thousands of troops fighting frantically disappeared with a flash of lightning. The moment the lightning disappeared, this terrifying battle scene also disappeared.

But that picture was clearly engraved in Murong Han's mind.

It was almost a scene of a battle between gods and demons, countless beautiful women as beautiful as the Nine Heavens Xuannu, wearing armor and battle clothes, and countless extremely ugly but burly and strong men like demons, fighting side by side with a terrible enemy shrouded in darkness!

Whether it is a beautiful woman or an ugly man, the strength is extremely strong, and there is an aura that only a strong person in the divine realm permeates the body, and between gestures, it can tear the heavens and the earth, and they are endless, covering the sky.

But the enemy seems to be even more terrible. Powerful as these men and women, but they fell and died in battle like dumplings.

They kept dying, and their corpses were all over the mountains, and these people kept pointing to the sky, as if they were cursing something, and their expressions were very sad and indignant.

A huge black figure had been shielding them behind their backs, and the nine Soul Reaver Scythes were constantly shaking, as if they were guarding against something.

But it was useless, all those people died, none of them remained, not even the black giant tiger was spared, and his body was dissolved between heaven and earth.

Murong Han knew that it was the Night Demon God Tiger, but he didn't know why, he became very annoyed, it was obviously not him, but he felt the same way.

In the end, a blood-colored light flew away directly with a white light, breaking through the void, and a golden palm wanted to block it, but it couldn't catch it, because the yellow-robed man on the other side also began to fight hard.

Then the rain of blood slowly stopped, and the lightning stopped flashing.

This bloody storm came and went faster. The blood-colored clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing a clear blue sky with a light breeze and a hint of coolness.

The green trees on the beautiful mountains in the distance are undulating with the wind, like the green blue ocean, and the beautiful birds are flying fast and fluttering their wings from nowhere, and there are flowers blooming on the ground, and the fairyland is as beautiful as a fairyland!

Murong Han's heart moved, and he slowly fell to the ground. The sparkling raindrops hung on the tips of the leaves of the plants and trees, which were not blood-colored at all, and looked as beautiful as jade beads.

The low-lying ground was a collection of streams, gurgling and normal color, without any blood at all, as if the downpour had not dripped down or had been purified on the ground.

"What the hell is going on? Is this really the Shura Dao, but it doesn't look like it, or is there something wrong with me and I can't control this place?"

Murong Han was extremely confused in his heart, he couldn't figure out what was going on, and he didn't know why this was happening!

The scene in the lightning just now should be the laws of heaven and earth in this world, and it is engraved with a war scene that I don't know happened in a certain ancient era.

After such a long time, the scene of heaven and earth turning into a blood prison in the picture has evolved into the beautiful scenery of green mountains and green waters, and the self-purifying power of heaven and earth has washed away all the terrifying pictures.

Murong Han wandered in this strange world, wanting to find any clues, the old man Bing was still asleep, even if he was not asleep, he didn't know if he could come to this place.

Murong Han's mind suddenly heated slightly, and the black blood beads in his mind emitted light.

A pale red flame flickered out, wrapping around Murong Han's head, with a slight hint of intimacy, like a child who had just woken up.

A flash of lightning flashed in Murong Han's mind, reminding him of the last time he encountered a scene in the Hell Dao.

At that time, I was pulled by a strange force, left hell, and came to a strange world, and then heard the noisy shouts of killing, as if there were two armies fighting and fighting frantically, but at that time I suddenly woke up and left that world......

Murong Han understood. I am in the same world as I am today. That is, among the six realms of reincarnation, in addition to hell.

The six realms are the Heavenly Dao, the Asura Dao, the Hell Dao, the Animal Dao, the Hungry Ghost Dao and the Human Dao, so which of the six realms is this world?

The environment here is beautiful, the aura is abundant, and it is still on the Divine Grace Continent, could it be the Heavenly Dao where the legendary gods live?

No, it's not the way of heaven. There is still a trace of immortal energy missing, a trace of spiritual charm is missing, and the Heavenly Dao has not collapsed, and he is going to the Asura Dao again just now.

So this should be ......

Murong Han suddenly remembered the scene in the lightning picture before, the beautiful woman, and the ugly man.

can have such a look, and there is such a strong combat power, and the man is still so ugly, yes, this should be second only to the Heavenly Dao - Shura Dao.

Legend has it that the asura is a very peculiar creature, saying that he is a god, but he does not have the good deeds of the gods, saying that he is a ghost, but he has the power of a god, saying that he is a human being, and that he has the seven emotions and six desires of a man, but he is more powerful than a human, and it is a creature between a human, a ghost, and a god.

The asura man is extremely ugly and the woman is extremely beautiful, exactly like the picture I saw before.

One of the gods of the Eight Divisions of the Celestial Dragon. It is said that it is a god, but it does not have the good deeds of a god, and it has a resemblance to a ghost. It is said to be a ghost, but it has the power of a god. It is said that it is a human being, although it has the seven emotions and six desires of people, but it also has the power and viciousness of gods and ghosts. Therefore, it is a monster that is not a god, a ghost, or a man, somewhere between a god, a ghost, and a man.

Originally one of the ancient gods of India, the Asura was regarded as an evil god and belonged to the fierce and aggressive ghost gods, who often fought with Shakti. Just as the Sanskrit translation of Asura means non-heavenly, his retribution is so great that he can live as blissfully as a celestial being.

But he does not have the virtue of heaven and man, and he is very aggressive. Asura is also known as the god of non-drinking, and there is an allusion. It is said that the asuras, who lived at the bottom of the sea, were originally very fond of drinking, but because they drank sake made from seawater, which always tasted salty and bitter, they vowed never to drink again.

There are many Asura kings, their shapes are different, and the image of the Asura kings is also said in a variety of ways, some have nine heads and a thousand eyes, fire in their mouths, nine hundred and ninety hands, eight legs, and their bodies are four times higher than Mount Meru; some have a thousand heads and two thousand hands, and their feet step on the sea, and their bodies are over Mount Meru; and some have three heads and six arms.

Three faces are blue and black, the mouth spits fire, and the angry and naked appearance. These images are difficult to express, and painters often paint three eyes on one side or six arms on three sides, or four eyes and four arms, holding the sun and moon in their hands, standing on the sea with their feet and crossing Mount Meru.

Asura is inherently good and is one of the good paths, but because they often have a heart of hatred and a will to fight, they are not truly good. In the midst of the various paths, the male asuras often stirred up wind and waves, fought bravely and ruthlessly, and attacked the heavenly king from time to time in the heavens in order to seize the throne. The female asura is beautiful and often confuses sentient beings and makes it difficult for them to practice. Therefore, although the asuras do not have to suffer, they have a great chance of falling into the three evil realms after death, so they are gradually listed as the evil realms.

The blessed and unvirtuous asura path, known for its belligerence, is blessed but not virtuous, and some say that it only includes him as a ghost or god, or a fallen celestial, and Northern Buddhism classifies him as a good one, while Southern Buddhism classifies him as an evil one. Blessing is like a heavenly man, and virtue is not a heavenly man.

The Asura Dao is not the Heavenly Realm, but it is the general well-being of the Heavenly People, the Asuras are extremely powerful, but it is a pity that they do not have the mind and bearing of the immortals, they have been fighting all year round, killing endlessly, among the six Dao, far inferior to the Heavenly Dao, but it seems to be better than other Dao.

It seems that the Asura Dao, like the Hell Dao, has also mutated, Murong looked around, commenting, I don't know what he was talking about, but this is a little different from the Asura Dao in his resemblance.

It's empty, there are no asuras, it's just a completely empty world, just like all the barren hell paths at the beginning.

The six realms collapsed, and the balance here was also lost, and the power of the laws of nature could cleanse the world, but it could not give birth to new asuras.

The war scene I saw in the lightning screen before was very likely to be the war of the annihilation of the Asura clan back then.

It's still that Heavenly Dao, in which battle, Asura followed the Night Demon God Tiger to fight, but he was still wiped out.

In fact, even if they didn't go, after the death of the Night Demon God Tiger, the Six Paths had already lost the divine beast that they were guarding, and they had lost the ability to protect them.

And the Heavenly Dao will never allow the Asura clan with extraordinary combat power to exist, so no matter what, the Asura will not escape the scourge of extermination.

In that battle, the forces of the Heavenly Dao invaded and destroyed the entire Asura Dao. Could it be that all the asuras have been exterminated?

Murong Han thought silently, this is not good news.

If the Asura is extinct, then is there still a need for this Dao to exist? Murong Han can't fulfill that entrustment, and without the Asura, how can the Asura Dao work.

Murong Han hadn't spoken yet, he knew that this was a very tricky question, even if he was strong, it was impossible to create an Asura clan.

The asura path cannot be restored, which means that the six realms can never reproduce reincarnation, I remember what the yellow-robed man once said to him.

Nowadays, all kinds of disasters and wars on the mainland are because of the collapse of reincarnation, and only by rebuilding reincarnation can the whole world return to an orderly state, and there will be no more holy wars between the human race and the demon race because of survival resources and space.

Once the battle continues, the power of the Heavenly Dao will become stronger and stronger, and in the farthest life, the Hongmeng Tribulation will surely come, and all lives will be harvested at that time.

The six realms continued to collapse, and the reincarnation was blocked, and the final result was not only the continent where Murong Han was located, but even the original earth would fall into chaos and destruction.

No one can be spared, so Murong Han will agree to repair the Six Dao, but how can it be repaired like this?

Pale red light swirled around Murong Han's head, and information automatically appeared in his mind.

In Murong Han's heart, a sense of urgency arose for no reason. He knew that his true body must be in a coma or addiction at this time.

Only the soul entered it, and he didn't know how he got in, but it must have been with the blood on his forehead.

The current Murong Han should still be in the stage of sleep.

In the state of sleep, since he can't wake up for a while, he can only temporarily focus his energy on the world in front of him.

Until now, Murong Han still couldn't figure out whether the world of the Hell Dao and the Asura Dao was in an ethereal spirit, a virtual world in his consciousness.

I also know that there is another real world that is communicated by the black blood beads in the sea, and there is too much fog here.

His mind moved, and he flew thousands of miles in an instant. Sure enough, just like in the Hell Dao, Ding Hao had a feeling of dominating this piece of heaven and earth, and with a single thought, he could cross the endless space.

In the blink of an eye, I crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, walked out of the forest, and came to a vast grassland, where the grass was fragrant, like the waves.

Murong Han saw countless strange animals, leisurely shuttling on the grassland, in groups, but they almost had no strength, they were very ordinary animals, and they had no wisdom at all.

I don't know how many places I've traveled, but there are still no intelligent creatures, and there seems to be no master here, all animals without intelligence.

But Murong Han still hoped that he could find the surviving Asura descendants in this space, even if they were not pure-blooded Asura descendants, they might be able to regain the prosperity of the Asura clan in the past, so that the Asura Dao could be replenished.

But he was disappointed. Out of the grassland, it is a vast desert. There are oases, springs, and lakes in the desert, and this is not a place of death, but a desert full of life.

After all, the Asura Dao is a blessed place second only to the Heavenly Dao, full of courage, and even in the desert, there are beautiful and beautiful scenery everywhere, which does not make people feel irritated.

Murong Han swam in the desert lake, washed the dust, and then continued to search. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a sound of waves ahead, which became clearer and clearer, and the edge of the desert should be an ocean.

Murong Han rose into the air and instantly came to the edge of the desert. Then he froze.

The ocean is indeed the ocean, but it is an ocean of blood, an ocean of blood.

The boiling and tumbling and roaring sea water turned out to be as red as blood, a rich bloody aura came to the face, the blood waves slapped on the beach, rattling, and vaguely you could see that there were countless strange white skeletons, floating and floating in the sea of blood.

These skeletons are extremely strange, most of them are very complete, taking on different shapes, as if they are alive, stirring waves of blood, appearing and disappearing, and terrifying.

Murong Han slowly came to the flash sky of the sea of blood. This time I saw it more clearly, and this was the scene that belonged to the Asura in front of me.

Giant skeleton fish with huge bodies like mountains swung and swam in the sea of blood, and there were various other skeleton skeleton monsters, floating almost densely throughout the sea of blood.

This was like a sea of demons, but this echoed Murong Han's imagination of the Asura Dao. Murong Han felt a terrifying corrosive power from this blood water, the pale red bloody aura, as long as he smelled it a little, it would make people dizzy.

"No, there is a terrifying power in this sea of blood, as if there is some terrible existence sleeping in it.

Murong Han suddenly sensed a danger approaching. Within the path of asura, there is something beyond one's control.

Unlike the Hell Dao, where you can change the heavens and the earth to create new laws with a single thought, this place is more independent, although you can cross the endless space with one thought, you can't dominate this blood-colored ocean.

I don't seem to be the master of this place, although I can control it, but it's definitely not the kind of absolute control, what I can control is just, it's definitely not this world.

Murong Han felt something unusual, and in the sea of blood in front of him, a small floating object suddenly appeared, as if it was a lotus platform, drifting with the waves in the blood and water, and floating towards this side with the surging waves.

Murong Han's eyes seemed to have something unbelievable to him, making his mouth completely wide, as if something incredible had appeared.

"Sneer......"

Murong Han gasped, and a white thing appeared in front of him, standing in the sea of blood, it was something made of white bones, and it was very peculiar.

This is a lotus platform composed of countless sparkling white bone skeletons, which looks crystal bright in the distance, full of a trace of holy aura.

But when I looked closer, it was clearly all white bones, which didn't look thick, like human bones, one by one, finely and densely connected.

It was as if an invisible divine hand had glued them together to form a perfect nine-rank lotus platform, like a beautiful work of art, shining with brilliance.

"What kind of creature is this bone left behind, in this blood water that even a Xuan-level spiritual weapon may melt, and it is not damaged at all?" Murong Han was very surprised.

His gaze focused on the Nine Rank White Bone Lotus Platform and found a blood cocoon with a diameter of five or six meters.

This blood cocoon is composed of thin blood filaments, showing an oval shape, with a faint bright light flickering between the blood filaments, and countless dense blood filaments are wrapped around the Jiupin White Bone Lotus Platform.

The other end was repeatedly wound into a blood cocoon, and I don't know how thick it was, and it looked extremely weird, like a huge blood egg.

Murong Han released his divine sense and scanned the Nine Rank White Bone Lotus Platform, but he didn't find any danger. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and he gently landed on the White Bone Lotus Platform.

Whether it is the White Bone Lotus Platform or the Blood Cocoon, it does not seem to be naturally generated, but more like it is built by some kind of intelligent creature, full of artistic atmosphere, elegant and luxurious, and beautiful.

Could it be that there is still an Asura in this space? Murong Han was overjoyed in his heart. That's when a strange sound came out.

Bang bang!

A faint but firm sound suddenly came out of the blood cocoon, as if something was beating.

Murong Han was stunned and listened. to find out what's going on inside.

This time the voice was clearer, indeed coming from the blood cocoon, this voice became clearer and firmer, wave after wave with great rhythm and rhythm, it sounded like the heart of some kind of creature.

"Could it be that there is any creature in this blood cocoon?" Murong Han was surprised, when did he not discover such a terrible thing, and this thing actually had such an ability, and it could still survive in this world.

He looked closely, and finally made another discovery. It turned out that the hair-thick blood strands that made up the blood cocoon were not staring, but extremely delicate pipes, entangled in the white bones.

Then it soaked into the sea of blood one by one, and the flickering swimming light was not light, but in this blood-colored pipe, some strange substance was absorbed from the sea of blood, and it was constantly transported to the blood cocoon......

Murong Han was shocked in his heart. What the hell is this weird thing. He looked around the blood cocoon, and it became more and more that this thing was too strange, a living thing at all.

The delicate blood vessels are like the capillaries of living organisms, constantly absorbing some kind of energy in the sea of blood and transporting it to the blood vessels...... To be precise, it was delivered to the mysterious divine object in the blood cocoon.

What kind of terrifying creature would be born from such a large blood cocoon?

Murong Han was a little curious and a little worried. Could it be that the guy who destroyed the Asura Dao back then was worried that the Asura clan would appear again, so what did he do?

Wouldn't this sea of blood be transformed by the blood of those dead Asuras back then? Wouldn't the dark creatures slaughter all the Asuras, merging their blood and bones into a sea to cultivate a terrifying thing?

Murong Han tried to infiltrate his divine sense into the blood cocoon to observe, but unfortunately he couldn't enter it, and was completely blocked, this thing could isolate Murong Han's divine sense, so that he couldn't see it, and for a while Murong Han was even more curious, what the hell is this?