【Mortal Realm】Green Cliff

As the black clouds rolled, the bruised thunderbolt slammed into the sycamore wood on the top of the cliff, and black ashes fell on the body of the middle-aged man in black shirt. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man sat cross-legged on the top of the gravel-strewn cliff, his fierce eyes restrained, and quietly stroked the pitch-black dagger on his lap.

This dagger is deep and terrifying, as if it can suck away the soul of the viewer, and the hideous edge is as sharp as a man's eyes, but it does not converge in the slightest, but condenses at the tip, flashing with cold light, like a warning of the lightning flashing in the sky. This dagger is famous.

"The last catastrophe?" A low and indifferent voice slowly sounded on the top of the ethereal cliff as the man got up.

A murderous aura condensed into substance diffused from every part of the man, and the flowing fire actually echoed the murderous aura of the master, and the bloody aura that almost condensed into the essence and the murderous aura of the man were mixed together like milk, like a red lotus karmic fire, floating around the man's body.

"Flowing fire, in the past thirteen years, there will be a farewell, this time you have ascended to the upper realm, I'm afraid you won't be able to accompany me, alas." The man ignored the thunderstorm brewing in the sky, and just foolishly caressed the blood-drinking fire. And with the man's soft sigh, the dark fire momentum around the man was also slightly sluggish.

Suddenly, the bucket-thick thunderbolt seized this moment and poured down on the man.

The man took one last look at his beloved dagger, but his momentum changed, and the palm-sized dagger flew lightly towards the Thunder River.

The night seemed to swallow the sun and the moon, and even the last thunderbolt was dim, and in this world, it seemed that only this devouring stream of fire turned into a dark light.

Silent contact, the thunder river quickly disappeared in this understatement, without a trace, leaving a blue sky, and a silent man. He wants to go, for a long-cherished wish, that is, to give up this flowing fire, and he is willing.

Just for that name—the one that trembles even if he is as cold as he is.

"Ignorant mortals, who have transcended cause and effect, but are mundane, do not want to ascend to the immortal with me?" Above the nine heavens, a fiery pillar of light fell in front of the man with a pleasant sound, and the man hesitated for a moment and stepped into the pillar of light.

The flesh begins to dissolve from the fingers and the ends of the hair, but the consciousness is more insightful, the karmic reincarnation of three lives, and the bittersweet and bittersweet of this life......

He is known as the Hades, born in an unknown assassination organization, and became the peak of the killer by virtue of his side-door left-hand path, and finally ascended to the Qingya, his real name is Luo Sheng.

Triple Rashomon, flowing fire falling into the dark moon.;