Blood moons, dead trees, ruins.

Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, and the picture that greeted him was this dark and strange desolate scenery.

The blood-red waning moon, the light sprinkled was like a layer of blood mist, dyeing everything in sight with a dazzling layer of blood, this kind of scenery would never appear in the world.

Zhang Yuan suddenly felt a little familiar, Huo Ran turned around to look, and his scalp tightened in shock, and the cool air rushed to the heavenly spirit.

Behind him, there is a dilapidated house, and the broken window is the trace left by the broken window! (See Chapter 87)

This is the Netherworld! This is the Netherworld! He's back here!!

Could it be ...... Could it be that the dragon corpse has further deepened the pollution it has endured?

Zhang Yuan was shocked and angry, spread out his palm and looked at it, his heart suddenly numb, his eyes twitched, and the emotion called despair was injected into his blood vessels like mercury, and finally leaked into his entire heart, making him cold to the bone.

Not only on the palms, but also on the wrists, arms, the entire upper body, and the limbs are all densely packed with black eyes, and in this netherworld, each eyeball contains a full emotion......

It's hatred! It's a curse!!It's poison!!

Even if his mind is iron, he almost collapsed at this moment.

The erosion from the netherworld, the gaze of strange eyes, is the deepest nightmare in Zhang Yuan's heart, even if the encounter of ten years in his previous life and the final tragic death are not unforgettable.

Fear, which everyone has, lurks in the deepest depths to a greater or lesser extent. And everything in the Netherworld can bring out the primal fear in your heart, and make you face a world full of malice like a newborn baby!

Every day, every night, every moment, the yo-yo strange eyes on the palm of his hand will remind Zhang Yuan, make him shocked, make him frightened, change a person, and the plan can't support until now, either crazy in collapse, or suicide in madness.

He has not forgotten that he is Zhang Yuan, has not forgotten the ugliness and beauty of the past, and has not forgotten what he has worked tirelessly for!

I think therefore I am, and since I'm still here, it's nothing!!

When Zhang Yuan pulled out of the quagmire of fear that he couldn't help himself, behind the broken window, a figure suddenly stood and said softly: "Holy monk, you are finally here." ”

Is it the girl in Tsing Yi!

"Who are you?" Zhang Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Holy monk, slave has been waiting for you for a long time. The voice sounded like a dream.

"Who are you, what are you waiting for me to do?"

"I, I'm the big one...... Da Zhen ...... Is Da Zhen dead?"

Zhang Yuan didn't speak again, the woman in front of him obviously didn't have any sanity at all, and she couldn't communicate at all.

"Is Da Zhen dead, is Da Zhen dead?" the girl kept repeating, her voice fluttering softly, like a small worm rustling and crawling.

Zhang Yuan stepped back step by step, subconsciously wanting to stay away from this place, and this woman exuded an aura that made him tremble.

"Holy monk, is the great monk dead?"

The girl took a step forward, and walked out of the house without hindrance, and approached him step by step.

"Holy monk, is the great monk dead?"

Zhang Yuan's cold hair stood up, and he turned around and ran when he boarded. The eyes of the girl behind her suddenly turned pure black, and the darkness overflowed from her eyes like flowing ink, and wrapped towards Zhang Yuan.

Although he was already full of strange eyes, he still didn't want to get half a point.

The girl behind followed unhurriedly, no matter how fast he ran, the distance between the other party and him was still slowly narrowing, seeing this situation, Zhang originally wanted to take out the rune paper to block it, but found that although the storage ring was still in his hand, he couldn't take out anything, as if it was blocked by an invisible force.

The surrounding environment is desolate and eerie, and it does not look like the human world. There was not a single stone on the ground, it was all soft and blackened soil, and the footprints could be stepped on several inches deep when you stepped down.

Zhang Yuan ran up to a small mound, his body suddenly heavy, almost crushing his whole person to the ground, and it took a lot of effort to take a step, and at this time, the darkness behind him swept like ink, and he saw that a desperate situation was coming!

Spiritual power can not be relied on, and all kinds of hole cards in the ring can not be taken out, at this time of life and death, Zhang Yuan recalled the top of the Zichen Palace, the moment when the crossbow was added, such as "Buddha" to the heart, sitting on the ground, forgetting all fears for a while, and the voice of the heart naturally chanted.

In the midst of the sound of scriptures coming from nowhere, as if whispering in all directions, the darkness swept by the tide stopped half a foot away from Zhang Yuan, and around his body, a puff of rich golden light splashed out, firmly blocking the erosion of darkness.

I don't know how long it has been, Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, there was silence and desolation all around, the girl had disappeared, and I didn't know when she left.

He looked at himself and found that although the dense eyeballs were still there, they did not have the negative emotions that were so strong that they could not be dissolved, and it seemed that the state just now was very effective in resisting this erosion.

It's just that that state is not a kind of "self-respecting" realization that suddenly appears when he wants to come, almost when life and death are combined.

The "I" here does not refer to the self alone, but the spontaneous consciousness of all life: "I" is unique, and nothing can take away the will of "me"!

In the state of self-esteem, Zhang Yuan's self-will has reached an unprecedented height, and the brilliant golden light is not so much the embodiment of Buddha's power as the light of his sexual spirit!

In the Netherworld, except for a few powerful existences, the rest of the strange objects do not have the consciousness of "me", and even instinct is almost the embodiment of the will of the entire Netherworld! Under this power of devouring and assimilation, only this kind of self-enlightened spiritual light can resist erosion!

Zhang Yuan sat quietly in place, his eyes thoughtful, although he understood this, he was still helpless about his situation.

This kind of artistic conception of "self-respect" cannot be controlled by him as he wants, but the threat of life and death crisis can only erupt in front of him, but he cannot fundamentally solve the current dilemma.

At the same time that Zhang Yuan burst out of the golden light to resist the erosion of darkness, in the netherworld, in an innumerable distant place, in a place where there was no light, colorless, formless and formless even a blood moon, an inexplicable existence slowly opened its eyes, there were no eyeballs and pupils in its eyes, and it was filled with a slow flow of darkness and golden liquid, these two completely different things were mixed together, as if containing the birth and death of all worlds.

He looks like a single peak that stands abruptly and toweringly, and his body is as high as a hundred feet, but only at a cursory glance can he faintly see the outline of a human body, as if he is a giant sitting cross-legged.

"Woo-hee-hee-hee...... It's an interesting little thing coming in, and there's a tender flesh, hey, hey, do you want to go...... What about eating him?"

A voice from nowhere, every word is full of deep malice that has been transformed into substance, so that ordinary people must be crazy and distorted when they hear it, and in an instant they will become a member of the netherworld.

The mountain-like giant slowly closed its eyes, and only a little golden light slowly flew out of it, and staggered as it flew away to the sky, appearing to be bright and uncertain in this pure darkness, as if it would be swallowed up by the surrounding black at any moment.

"It's useless, Mokoro! It's useless, Mokoro! hee-hee-hahaha......"

That little bit of golden light flickered in the dark sky, never completely erased, becoming the only bit of light in this twisted and evil place!