Wang Chen, who was in the inner part of the godhead, controlled the three avatars to escape, while silently calculating: "It seems that I have to find a way to get a body again now, but it's a pity that I didn't learn Zou Xiaowei's rebirth skill, otherwise, I would have been reborn by now." ”

"By the way, Zou Xiaowei was once shattered by the Hope Gundam's Concentrated Beam Cannon, leaving only Jiandan to escape, which is somewhat similar to my current situation, and then he got his body again, just ask him ......"

Thinking of this, Wang Chen was suddenly stunned, he remembered that Zou Xiaowei was imprisoned in a different space, the godhead was not Yuanying and Jiandan, and he couldn't use any skills or anything at all, so he couldn't open the space channel and release Zou Xiaowei in another space.

"Well, how does it feel like digging your own grave...... Zou Xiaowei, you have to bless me for successfully finding my body, otherwise, my spirit will stay in the godhead for the rest of my life, and you will be locked up in that empty space for the rest of my life, Amen. ”

After praying for Zou Xiaowei once, Wang Chen continued to calculate: "There is another way to restore the physical body, and that is to use the pot of rebirth. That jar is now in the Scorpion's Happy Farm, and you can get it after merging with her, but if you want to use the Jar of Rebirth to create a body, you must have the soil of rebirth, and there is not a trace of rebirth soil in the jar at all......"

"By the way, since Nuwa is the god of life and once used clay to create people, then there should be treasures in Nuwa's ruins that can create physical bodies. It seems that the clay used by the great god Nuwa to create people is the soil, right? Resting the soil, creating ...... man"

A thought suddenly popped up from Wang Chen's consciousness: "Could it be that the rest of the earth is the land of rebirth?" Well, most likely, both are clay that makes the body...... However, the Land of Rebirth is supposed to be from American mythology. It is in Chinese mythology. The two are not the same at all...... It seems that some studies say that the yellow people of the Americas migrated from Asia on an ice bridge in ancient times......"

"Anyway, try it with the soil first, and if that doesn't work, then try it in the Nuwa Ruins...... If it doesn't work......"

Wang Chen thought of the worst possibility, and he gritted his teeth: "Then the only way to do this is to let the little scorpion eat my godhead." She can digest the demon pill, and she should also be able to digest the godhead, after all, they are all energy cores. After eating, the little scorpion inherits my godhead, and her consciousness is separated from my spiritual hun, and the two consciousnesses should be able to merge. ”

"At that time, I will merge with the little scorpion and become a person, which is also a matter of no choice."

I used my spiritual hun consciousness to contact the scorpion lady and tell her about the current situation. He also told her that Nanhua and the three of them took Jeton, a terrible monster, and went in her direction. Then, Wang Chen took advantage of the fact that the spirit was now inside the godhead, and he could clearly touch all kinds of law imprints and energies, and began to study the changed godhead.

"Hmm. Unexpectedly, Nan Ming's fire sword was also collected into the godhead, but unfortunately there is still a magic weapon in my body, the demon sword blood sin, which has been completely destroyed. But it's not a pity, after all, the material form of the blood sin is destroyed. The blood energy and magic energy in it have all merged into my blood energy and magic energy. ”

"The fire energy of the gods matches the law of fire, and together they form the flame godhead. And the laws I have, as well as the laws of destruction, the laws of power, the laws of life, the laws of infinity, the laws of the sun god, and the laws of time and space. Is it possible to condense the corresponding godhead? ”

"But these are not ordinary elemental godheads, but special godheads, what matching energies are needed?"

Wang Chen fixed his gaze on the Law of Life, and he thought of the Heavenly Treasure Book, the eighth layer realm blood firmament.

"In the Blood Sky Crystal Pillar, there is the natural energy of the blood line sealed by the great god Nuwa, and this realm represents life. So the law of life, can it be urged by blood energy? If it's blood energy, then it's convenient, and the godhead just has this kind of energy. ”

He looked at the bloody curtain-like blood energy, and near the blood energy, there was a cosmic nebula-like cell-derived energy.

The small universe treats the cells in the body as planets, and countless cells make up the body, which is equivalent to the entire universe. The energy released by burning the small universe is the source energy of the cell.

Because of the bloodline of up to eight stars, coupled with the fact that the small universe has reached the eighth sense, his cell source energy is very rich, so the nebula rotation pattern formed by the energy is not small.

What made Wang Chen concerned was that there seemed to be some correlation between blood energy and the cell source energy of the small universe, and the two were obviously attracted to each other.

"The energy of the blood, the energy of the cells, both should be regarded as the energy of life...... Well, after reconstructing the body, refine the blood energy, the small universe, and the laws of life, fuse them together, and see if there are any changes. ”

Wang Chen turned his gaze to the remaining few energies, the form of Buddha power was the most peculiar, it was actually the four-rank lotus platform, and the magic power was a mist.

"Uh, that Japanese chick is still soaking in the blood pool of the inherent enchantment, my body is damaged now, the skill of the inherent enchantment, I don't know if she can stay after recreating the body, if the skill disappears, what will become of her?"

"It's the light and dark energy that is the most convenient, Sauron has the power of light and darkness and the power of the earth, and he has reached the edge of condensing the godhead, as long as he kills him and gets the combination of the divine power and the light and dark energy, maybe he can form a low-level light godhead and a dark godhead."

The spirit hun body stood up from the core of the crystal and looked around the space inside the godhead, Wang Chen noticed the Rashomon in the six concentric circle symbols again, and immediately became annoyed.

"This damn Rashomon, when he snatched the six golems and the Bible of the dead, ran out as fast as he could. And usually stay in the eyes of the Youcha, and you won't come out if you are killed! I knew it wouldn't come out to help if I was killed, take a look, take a look, and that's how it is! ”

Wang Chen looked at Rashomon hatefully, thinking that he only had Linghun left, and he was still trapped in the godhead, he couldn't help but become more and more angry: "I actually followed the reincarnation mark of the ghost wheel eye and came to the godhead, it's really shameless!" ”

Waves of angry movements emanated from Wang Chen's spiritual body in all directions, spreading throughout the space of the Godhead. seems to be affected by this movement, in the reincarnation mark of Rashomon. It shook up. Then two doors began to open.

Seeing that the grimace door was slowly opening, although it was in a state of spiritual hun, Wang Chen still opened his mouth wide, looking at the dark vortex that appeared, an ominous feeling surged into his heart: "I remember, Rashomon repair." It needs to absorb the Netherworld Energy and the Spirit Hun Body, as if it still has ten percent of it still unrepaired......"

The door was finally fully opened, and from the pitch-black vortex, a huge suction force came out, enveloping Wang Chen's body.

"No, it won't!"

Wang Chenling, who was wailing, threw himself into the whirlpool of Rashomon without any resistance, and then the grimace gate slammed shut, as if nothing had happened. Everything in the Godhead is the same as before, except that there is a missing spirit body.

Standing on a golden hoop stick flying at full speed. Holding the pergola and looking at the scorpion lady in front of him, and under the chase of Jeton, Anilu, Dream Snake, and Nanhua, the faces of the four of them changed suddenly. They felt that the connection of consciousness with the ontology was suddenly disconnected.

"Ahh......h

Wang Chen, who was screaming, fell from the air with his teeth and claws and fell to the ground. Fortunately, it is in the state of the spirit hun body, and there is almost no weight. So it won't hurt either.

"Uh, what is this place?"

In the whole line of sight, there was a bewitching red sè, Wang Chen's eyes were fixed on the ground, only to see blood-like flowers, forming a carpet of red sè, all the way into the distance.

"It's the other side of the flower!"

Wang Chen remembered when the hundred ghosts appeared. The ground is also in full bloom with such a flower of the other side, and the flower of the other side, also called Manju Sahua, is a flower that blooms in hell, so it can be called a dead man's flower.

After being startled, he hurriedly looked at himself, and there was no injury on the spirit, so he slowly let go of half of his heart, and then raised his head and looked at Jing Sè in the space.

The sky is black, and you can't see the edge at a glance, and the soil on the ground is also black, but because there are bewitching flowers on it, you can't see the black sè, you can only see the face of a sea of blood.

In the distance, among the flowers on the other side, there was a black sè stone tombstone, Wang Chen walked over and saw three very ancient hieroglyphs written on the tombstone, and now there is no translation of the creation watch, but what is strange is that he can actually understand these three words.

"Fire Illuminates the Road"

"Fire on the road? Does it mean that the flowers of the other side are in full bloom, illuminating the ground like flames? ”

Knowing these three words, it didn't mean anything to Wang Chen, he jumped hard, the weight of the spirit hun body was very light, and he jumped to a height of dozens of meters, and then fell down and fell into the flowers on the other side.

Just when he was jumping, Wang Chen saw that in front of Huozhao Road, there was a white ground, so he walked forward.

"What kind of bones are these?"

When he got closer, Wang Chen saw that the ground of Bai Sè was actually paved with bones, some of these bones were in the shape of humans, some were in the shape of huge beasts, and a bone stick of a giant beast was as big as Wang Chen's spirit hun body, and he didn't know what kind of creature's bones it was.

Among them, he also saw the bones of a giant dragon and the skeleton of a winged humanoid.

"Is it an angel?"

Wang Chen looked at this shocking scene speechlessly, no matter which skeleton it was, it was all broken, some bones were broken, some bones were densely cracked with cobwebs, and some bones were obviously missing part of their bodies.

Among the white bones, there is also a black sè tombstone, on which the three ancient hieroglyphs are: "White Bone Road"

These broken bones of Bai Sensen, with a dull luster on them, I don't know how long they have existed here, and I don't know how many creatures there are to form such a road of bones that covers the ground.

"The fire formed by the blood sè flower on the other side, and the white bone road formed by the white bones of the deceased, blood and fire, white bones...... It's really ominous...... I remember that when I first got Rashomon, the phantoms I had seen, the creatures that were sucked by Rashomon, were all crushed by the whirlpool, why did these white bones remain? Could it be that the creatures represented by these white bones are so powerful that the whirlpool of Rashomon cannot be shattered? ”

With a stomach full of questions, gritted his teeth and stepped over the white bone road, I don't know how long, the ground finally returned to black soil, although this dark and heavy land, exuding a kind of death aura, made the spirit hun body very uncomfortable, but compared to the previous terrifying white bone road, it felt much better.

A river flowed in the distance, Wang Chen walked near the river, and was shocked to find that what flowed in the river was not water, but the gray and black netherworld energy, and the energy merged into a river! In the river, there are white soaking spirit hun bodies!

Most of the spirit hun bodies have festered incomparably, as if they have melted into the netherworld energy, and their faces are blurred, they have no facial features, they are indistinguishable, and they are floating in the netherworld energy. Wang Chen stared at the water surface silently, and then he saw a recognizable spirit hun body, which was the wine swallowing boy.

The body of the wine-swallowing boy, which is much larger than that of humans, is soaked in gray sè in the netherworld energy, losing his original face sè, and following the ups and downs of the energy river.

Obviously, this spirit body has completely died.

Following the direction of the river, after walking for a while, Wang Chen saw a tombstone with three ancient words on it: "Lechuan River"

"The Lethe River, this is the legendary river that flows through the underworld. I remember that in the data description of Rashomon, it said that the gate connecting to the Netherlands was the gate, and it seems that this should be the Netherlands. ”

Standing in front of the tombstone for a while, Wang Chen continued to move forward, stepping on the black dirt. Gradually, a stone bridge across the Huangquan River appeared in his sight, the stone bridge was extremely dilapidated, and it was stained with dark red blood.

"This should be the Nai He Bridge."

Sure enough, on the tombstone of the stone bridge, Wang Chen found these three big characters.

In mythology, there should be an old woman named Meng Po on the bridge, who gave a mouthful of Meng Po soup to erase memories for the spirit hun who stepped across the bridge.

Wang Chen stepped across the Nai He Bridge with apprehension, and what made him feel at ease was that fortunately there was no Meng Po to let him drink Meng Po soup, and he walked safely to the other side of the river, with only the silent, broken, and bloodstained Nai He Bridge behind him.

In mythology, stepping on the Nai Ho Bridge, you have erased your memories and can go to reincarnation. Wang Chen stopped in front of a Falun, and on the stone tablet in front of the Falun, three ancient pictographic characters gave the name of Falun: "Six Wheels"

This huge wheel of Dharma, the size of a mountain, is divided into six directions, and on the wall of each side, there are various patterns: one is the pattern of flying immortals, the other is the pattern of human men, women, old and children, one is the pattern of Asura Heavenly Demons, one is the pattern of monsters and evil ghosts, one is the pattern of beasts and domestic animals, and the other is the pattern of eighteen layers of hell.

In the middle of each pattern, there is a huge devil's head, the head is open, and among the four fangs above and below is the huge mouth of the black hole.