As if touching a flame, the bone claws that originally grabbed Yang Feixue immediately retracted, and those that shrank a little late were turned into powder and fell into the sea of suffering, taking advantage of this moment, Yang Feixue accelerated and flew forward, and the bone claws that encountered Yang Feixue along the way, all of them were turned into powder without exception.

Finally, the surging sea of bitterness gradually subsided, and all the bone claws returned to the bitter sea, and the bitter sea, which was originally as turbulent as a stormy ocean, was calm again.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore, the vast sentient beings, fascinated by the red dust, should have been detached and achieved the six reincarnations. ”

The strange scene appeared again, when this low voice echoed around, the shore of the bitter sea behind Yang Feixue appeared again, but this time, Yang Feixue still continued to move forward, and did not look back, advancing in the endless sea of blood, Yang Feixue didn't know how long he had been flying, and finally, in front of Yang Feixue, a figure sitting cross-legged appeared.

"All beings sink into the sea of suffering, knowing that there is a boundless obstacle ahead, but they are still moving forward, for the devil, you, when you have the opportunity to turn back, but you insist on moving forward, are you not afraid that you will sink into the sea of suffering forever and cannot turn back?" I saw that the person who spoke was an old man wearing a gray linen monk's robe, the old man's hair was very long, and his beard had already hung down to his feet, and it was a mess, which showed that he had not taken care of it for a long time.

"Whether it sinks or not, I don't know, I just know that I want to choose my own path, and now I can't die!" Looking at the old man who spoke quietly, Yang Feixue said solemnly.

"Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore, the fate is extinguished, free in the red dust, the world is blinded by the obstacles of iniquity, I don't know how to turn back, I can only sink in the endless sea of suffering after death, but my Buddha is compassionate, the same is true for the devil, now you have the last chance to turn back, now look back, sins can be redeemed, if you are obsessed, the poor monk has to send you into the endless sea of suffering, eternal suffering. ”

"Master, I have to move forward, so I can't turn back. After finishing speaking, Yang Feixue resolutely wanted to take a step forward, and the old man, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened his eyes violently after Yang Feixue's step.

The old man's eyes were two golden divine lights, full of divine light, so that the surrounding darkness was suddenly illuminated, after the eyes were opened, the old man's original kindness and solemnity suddenly disappeared, replaced by a demon-like hideousness, and behind the old man, a huge law phase also appeared.

I saw that behind the old man, a huge eight-armed immovable king statue exuded the momentum of a mountain, and a pair of golden eyes flashed, just like the old man's eyes now.

"Obsessed and unrepentant, insisting on becoming a demon, since you voluntarily sink into the endless sea of suffering, then the old man can only conform to your will and let you sink forever!!" After the cold and angry voice, the surrounding sea of blood suddenly began to tumble violently, and then, the sea of blood was like being invaded by a storm, and a huge and amazing blood wave came towards Yang Feixue!

The eyes were covered by endless darkness, boundless darkness was the only main color between heaven and earth, if it weren't for the blazing fire flashing on Yang Feixue's body, I am afraid that Yang Feixue at this time would have been completely swallowed by the pitch black.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

"Dead ......"

"I'm in so much pain...... It's painful......"

The voice full of resentment like Sanskrit gradually appeared from the darkness, and then, in the endless darkness, rotten hands stretched out in the direction of Yang Feixue, as if to pull Yang Feixue into this endless cycle of pain.

"Can't stay here!" Seeing the rotten hands around him constantly grabbing at him, Yang Feixue stood up with goosebumps all over her body, although Yang Feixue was so strong, but after all, she was only a woman, and in the face of such a terrifying scene, she naturally felt a chill hit her.

As soon as the aura moved, Yang Feixue flew towards the front, without any direction, nor any target place, just blindly flying forward, but even so, Yang Feixue was unwilling to stand there, facing the invasion of those terrifying hands, although under the effect of the water given by Meng Po, those ghost hands could not get close to Yang Feixue himself at all.

Gradually, in front of Yang Feixue, a point of light appeared, in this dark space, that small point of light was as brilliant as a bright lamp, without any hesitation, Yang Feixue flew towards that point of light.

'Bang!'

The light of the point of light, as Yang Feixue approached, also expanded instantly, and in an instant, Yang Feixue was completely enveloped, but in just a moment, the world in front of Yang Feixue changed from pitch black to pure white.

One by one, the points of light gradually drifted closer from afar, and fell on Yang Feixue's body, Yang Feixue was shocked to find that every time these points of light fell on Yang Feixue's body, a trace of memory flashed in Yang Feixue's mind.

That year, there was heavy snowfall.

She was about to starve to death on the streets, and met him who changed her body.

He's so perfect! So powerful!

So out of reach!

She was glad to be his disciple, but she hated to be his disciple......

......

Moving forward along the passage guided by the light, Yang Feixue's eyes have been blinded by the mist, Yang Feixue wanted to turn back, but she didn't do it after all, she just kept moving forward, and the memories kept flashing until Yang Feixue rushed out of this dark space.

'Whoa!'

When Yang Feixue rushed out of the darkness, his body also burst out of the sea of blood, and when Yang Feixue rushed out of the sea of blood, countless black ghost claws were closely following Yang Feixue's footsteps, wanting to pull Yang Feixue back into the sea of blood, and at this time, Yang Feixue found that there was a long-lost land ahead.

As soon as he landed on land, the black ghost claw behind him gave up and continued to chase Yang Feixue, and Yang Feixue found that the place where he was standing was a small island in the sea of blood, and in the center of the island, a big mountain stood in the sky.

"Is that the Sword Mountain?" Looking around, Yang Feixue found that on the high mountain in the center of the island, there was a little cold light, and when he looked closely, Yang Feixue found that the Sword Mountain in front of him was completely twisted by countless sharp long swords, and the blade was short, just like the weeds and sand and stones of the ordinary mountain, and a small road winding up, should be the only way up the Sword Mountain.

Seeing this flickering sword mountain, Yang Feixue's heart was also trembling, this was an inevitable reaction, after all, no matter how firm his will was, he would be shocked when he saw such a legendary hell realm with his own eyes.

After calming down his mind, Yang Feixue began to transport the talisman aura and walked towards Sword Mountain, from the moment he stepped into this island, Yang Feixue knew that this was a 'no-fly area' that could not be set foot in the air, and if he wanted to go up the mountain, he only had to rely on his own feet.

As soon as she stepped on the Sword Mountain, Yang Feixue felt a bone-chilling cold rushing from the soles of her feet, as if she was stepping barefoot on the frozen steel.

(End of chapter)