Walking through the barren land, I finally set foot on the 800-mile Yellow Spring.

Wang Ming was already out of breath.

Strange to say, along the way, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and Wang Ming was completely reluctant to drag his legs and move over step by step.

On Huangquan Road, the flying sand was all over the sky, and Wang Ming was lifted off as soon as he walked up.

Pieces of grit cut across Wang Ming's cheeks like a knife.

The Huangquan Road in this fake mansion is simply not walked by people.

Wang Min got up from the ground, raised his right arm, covered it in front of him, and bent down and walked forward.

It's a struggle.

Finally, after taking a dozen steps, he could no longer hold on, lost consciousness and collapsed.

The moment he lost consciousness, the yellow sand in the sky suddenly passed through his body, and Wang Ming's whole person seemed to be beaten into a sieve.

Soon, the sieve continued to penetrate, and finally, it scattered into dust, mixed with the yellow sand on Huangquan Road, and spread on the ground, covering the sword-shaped accessories on the ground.

The wind continued to blow, lifting the yellow sand on the ground again, and the sword-shaped accessories hidden underneath disappeared without a trace, as if assimilated into the yellow sand in the sky.

......

"Who is messing with me! I have the ability to stand up!" Wang Ming shouted in a dark place.

When his consciousness returned, he found himself in a pitch-black space that could not be distinguished from the left and the right.

He couldn't even feel his own body.

"Hey, come out!" The whole person fell into boundless darkness, which made Wang Ming a little flustered.

The bad feeling that he couldn't even perceive made Wang Ming's spirit dizzy.

However, no one responded to him.

Suddenly, a golden glow appeared in the distance.

Wang Ming struggled to run towards the light.

Maybe he was running, after all, he couldn't feel where his legs were, but the distance between himself and the light was indeed getting closer.

Finally, the golden light came to him, and Wang Ming stretched out his hand vigorously, trying to catch the light.

But he couldn't feel where his hands were, let alone where his hands were, but deep in his spirit, there was a strong desire to hold the golden light tightly in his hands.

The golden light jumped, and then stretched out golden touches of light.

The golden tentacles wound in Wang Ming's direction.

Wang Ming finally had a feeling, an indescribable feeling of warmth, which made him feel a sense of pleasure.

In the dark space, a golden skull first appeared, and then, under the continuous injection of that golden light, it began to go down, and shoulder blades, spine, ribs...

Eventually, a golden skeleton was formed.

Then, out of nowhere, a gray mist appeared, all attached to the golden skeleton.

Gold and gray echo each other on the skeleton, and finally, the gold is restrained, and the gray is attached to it, and the gray, after being completely attached, flickered, and miraculously turned white!

It's just out of the ordinary.

After the skeleton is finalized, the golden light and the gray light are mixed together, and together they build the flesh and blood veins, the internal organs...

Eventually, a slick figure appeared.

Opening his eyes, after a warm glow, Wang Ming finally felt the presence of his body.

Regaining control of the whole body, this couldn't be more amazing for Wang Ming.

But why is the back so cold?

The cold water vapor hit Wang Ming's face, and now, not only was his back cold, but his whole body felt cold.

And this cold feeling finally made Wang Ming completely sober up.

As far as the eye can see, it is the sky of the capital.

Wang Ming was agitated and hurriedly got up from the ground.

Looking around, his face was pale.

Damn, when did I lie on the edge of these Nine Nether Springs?

What's more, my clothes are so special!

Why am I naked?!

Can anyone give me an explanation?!

Wang Ming, who was in this matter, was standing next to the Nine Netherworld Springs in a slippery light, and with the dim color of the Netherworld Abyss, he looked so desolate.

I just seem to be in a coma?

Did someone take advantage of my coma and rip off my clothes?

Wang Ming hurriedly touched himself.

Then he looked down.

Fortunately, the parts on the body are all there, and there is no injury, but this skin, why does it feel more delicate?

Wang Ming pondered hard, what happened?

It's like an aftermath scene, it's terrifying.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have seen another self in the Nine Nether Spring, and then fainted?

After fainting, the memory was a little blurry, and as time passed, there was no reflection at all, and I just remember waking up and lying on the ground.

However, none of this matters now, it can only show that there is indeed something in this Nine Nether Spring, and the most important thing now is the clothes!

Now is a civilized society, not an era when primitive societies run around bare-assed!

After going around the Nine Nether Spring, I didn't find out where my clothes were, could it be that some ghost cultivator took them away like a prank?

Thinking of this, Wang Ming couldn't help but feel a chill.

In desperation, Wang Ming had to sneak out.

Let's see if you can find a few clothes to wear after you get out of the Abyss.

...

"Huh?" In the Ghost King's Palace, the cold-faced Ghost King snorted softly, and his face was extremely strange.

I heard that performance art is more popular outside now, but he has never seen it, but today, the yang judgment has given him a lot of knowledge.

Since he has not received the news that Wang Ming has left, the cold-faced ghost king is a little strange, could it be that the kid was stupid by his own words?

If that's the case, it's a lot of fun.

So the cold-faced ghost king cast his eyes on the side of the Netherworld.

Then I saw a bare-ass yang judge, tiptoeing out.

What is this kid doing?

The cold-faced ghost king is a little incomprehensible, young people now.

However, although Wang Ming has left such an image of exhibitionism in the heart of the cold-faced ghost king, the cold-faced ghost king has no habit of appreciating other people's nakedness, so he retracted his gaze and let him toss it.

As mentioned above, Xudu is like a living city, where the soul and the human body live together.

Then food, clothing, housing and transportation are indispensable.

Wang Ming touched a house closer to the Netherworld.

With sins in his mouth, he took a set of clothes from his room.

Ma Li put this robe, which looked like a black lich, on his body, and Wang Ming finally felt better.

(End of chapter)