Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Bridge on the Other Side, the Gate of Life and Death (Part I)

The sealed demon ape died tragically in the claws of the undead, it turned out that after Fan Chen's continuous use of the ultimate, the spiritual power in his body was about to be consumed, if he exhausted his spiritual power and used the Four Elephant Seal, the white ape and other demon apes were sealed, and Fan Chen used the only magic power to use the soul devouring cone and the necromantic summoning, and finally the white ape king was also dying, so the demon ape died in the hands of the necromancy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After killing the White Ape King, Fan Chen finally collected enough magic crystal nuclei, and the third task of the blood trial was completed, so he hurried to the terminal station, after trekking through mountains and rivers, cutting thorns with shawls, and rushing for seven days and seven nights, the wounds on his body were recovered along the way.

Fan Chen doesn't know how long he has been in the stone space now, his intuition tells him that it has been nearly three years, so he must complete the task as soon as possible, otherwise there will only be one death, three years of persistence and countless life and death struggles, just to complete the blood trial as soon as possible, a teenager child, almost did not have a good night's sleep, tomorrow must be cautious, without the support of this belief, how can he insist on wandering alone in this dangerous strange place?

The faint purple light shines directly on the turquoise mountains, and there is a gray-black mist between the turquoise, surrounded by green light and purple light, the gloom and coldness permeate the mountains, like the eyes of demons, giving people a sense of darkness and gloom, and it feels like the soul is going to be attracted to the past.

Suddenly, in the green grass, there was a sparse sound, and a sturdy figure opened the heavy branches, the long black head hung straight down the thighs, and the whole body was naked, except for the lower body wrapped in a layer of animal skin, which was Fanchen.

After a long journey, through the poor mountains and bad waters, slaughtering more beasts than cow hair, hunting countless monsters, three years, nearly three years, Fan Chen finally successfully passed the blood trial, from a thin boy who had just entered the stone space, to a young man who could be compared to Brad, no part of the skin on the whole body was complete, which was left between the life and death struggles in the past three years.

Looking at the gray mist in front of him, at this time, Fan Chen's cold eyes showed a faint light, fleeting, and soon recovered to calm down, and muttered randomly:

The twilight is deep and the purple sky is wide, and the dark and dark light shines on the other side; the dark and mysterious ghosts cry, and the sentient beings of Mo Dao are afraid of life and death; this bridge only crosses a thousand souls, and this road leads to the door of life and death; there is no way back on the bridge on the other side, and life and death are judged in the door of life and death.

"The soul of the living soul does not go to the bridge on the other side, and the soul of the dead does not enter the door of life and death! Hmph! Even if the future is the yin and yang road of life and death, even if there is the ghost capital in front of me, as long as this is the way home, even if it is an eighteen-story underworld, I have nothing to fear. I want to see how powerful this so-called bridge and the gate of life and death are, hmph, I hope you don't disappoint me!" As he spoke, he turned into a phantom and flew directly into the gray area.

Entering the gray area, it was like coming to another world, greeted by a biting cold air current, and the surrounding gray patch, Fan Chen felt that his soul was about to be frozen, but Fan Chen didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows, just walked slowly like a machine, and his hair and eyebrows already had snow-white ice slag.

Wandering aimlessly, about the time of a cup of tea, Fan Chen finally stopped, his eyes narrowed, his brows swayed, as if he was thoughtful, so he sat down cross-legged, his skin was like a dry land with a long drought and sweet rain, constantly absorbing these gray gases.

The gray gas passed through the limbs and hundreds of remains, permeating the entire meridians, constantly converging, and when it reached the main vein, it had converged into a solid gray air flow, but the good times did not last long, with the absorption of gray gas, Fan Chen's body formed a layer of ice wherever the gray air flow went, and in this way, Fan Chen soon became an ice sculpture.

At this time, Fanchen's consciousness clearly felt the changes in his body, but he did not panic, but calmly felt all this, feeling as if his body was being bitten, clenching his teeth, and with the continuous absorption of the gray airflow, soon his consciousness was a little scattered, and he soon lost consciousness.

But after Fan Chen fell into a coma, a small cyclone was generated around him, and the retired cyclone of time became bigger and bigger, and finally the entire gray area swayed, and the color faded a little, and the ice on Fan Chen's body had formed a sphere.

Time passed slowly, about a day, and the gray area had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a purple ice crystal sphere.

"Click!

Suddenly, there was a sound of glass breaking, and I saw that the ice crystal sphere continued to crack, with more and more gaps, and ice blocks continued to fall to the ground, leaving only the dust at the very core.

"Whew!"

Slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, slowly opened his eyes, moved his body slightly, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a joyful smile, and said: "The Netherworld Yin spiritual power is really extraordinary, but why hasn't my strength improved much?"

From the inheritance memory, Fan Chen understands that the netherworld yin qi in front of the bridge on the other side is a rare spiritual power in the world, which has the effect of refreshing and strengthening the bones, washing the meridians and different marrow, and has many benefits for the improvement of physique, and the most important thing is that if the netherworld yin qi is used to enhance the ancient stone thaumaturgy, then when the seal is cast, it will make people feel like falling into the netherworld ghosts, just like Fanchen just now, even the soul is frozen by the netherworld yin.

The reason why Master Shiyu is revered as the Ghost Stone Venerable is because of the reason for cultivating and absorbing the Netherworld Yin Qi. As long as you are hit, that kind of breath will make the recruiter feel like entering the underworld.

And the netherworld yin qi in front of the bridge on the other side is the reward for passing the blood-colored trial. But the strange thing is that Fan Chen obviously felt that his physique had been greatly improved, but there was not much Netherworld Yin Qi in the dantian, as long as a small amount of gray gas floated in the dantian.

"Where is all the Netherworld Yin Qi gone, even if it takes so much to improve the physique?"

I can't figure it out for a while, I just don't think about it, many questions may not be answered immediately, and big questions may not necessarily need to be answered, but no matter what, one day it will come to light.

"After crossing the bridge on the other side and entering the gate of life and death, I will be able to leave this ghost place where birds don't, it's been three years! I don't know what happened to my father and the villagers, and I don't know how long I've been missing, whether my father will think I'm dead, will he be sad for me!!" Thinking of his father Fanchen, he couldn't help but feel dull.

Pulling his thoughts back to reality, what was displayed in front of Fanchen was a dilapidated stone arch bridge, the texture was gray and black, and the stones were less than full of traces of holes, constituting a grinning ghost face, and on the bridge were eighteen pairs of green-faced fangs;

And on the pier carved unknown Rui beast, as if suppressing the above, the most shocking thing is that the stone arch bridge is flowing under a river of blood, the upper part of the white bones, up and down the ups and downs, the blood water seems to be boiling and constantly bubbling with blood bubbles, constantly floating from the bottom of the bridge, the blood-red fog permeates the entire blood river, the strong smell of sulfur, the turbidity of corruption penetrates the spleen, and the choking blood feeds the stomach for a while;

On the opposite side of the bridge are two huge gates, one black and one hundred giant beasts, with their mouths open, as if they are about to devour everything in heaven and earth, and the black and white qi on them are permeated:

One is the white mist, the glow is colorful, Qionglou Yuyu, the fairy palace Tianque, the fairy air is pervasive, the fairy birds and beasts, the light is bizarre, and a thriving paradise is peaceful.

One is the black mist, the ghostly spirit, the forest is all over the world, the ghostly ghost mansion, the dead air is lingering, the evil ghosts and evil spirits, fluttering and confused, and the faction is fighting among the gloomy and evil of the surrounding stars.

Looking at the black fog, Fan Chen had a creepy feeling, constantly having cool air from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, trembling up the stone steps, Fan Chen felt the vicissitudes of heaven and earth, the world was desolate, and the desolate breath of ten thousand souls came to his face, and the pressure of Fan Chen was a little out of breath.

"I'll be able to go home after crossing this bridge!"

Thinking of being able to go home, Fan Chen's spirit was lifted, and the fear in his heart disappeared a little, gritting his teeth, the spiritual power of his whole body continued to operate, resisting the strange aura in all directions, resisting the pressure without squinting, and walking towards the other side step by step.

"Suck!"

Fan Chen took a breath of cool air, when Fan Chen stepped on the stone arch bridge, the world around him was gone, as if he had come to another world, the stone steps behind him actually disappeared, and the world behind him was also gone, no longer a purple sky, but a blood-red sky, behind him was a boundless sea of blood, and the pressure on his body was getting bigger and bigger, as if he was going to press Fan Chen into the abyss of the sea of blood, and now he finally understood the sentence "There is no way back on the bridge on the other side", Fan Chen now doubts whether he has really come to the underworld.

Gritting his teeth, he took difficult steps step by step, feeling that his body was like a thousand pounds, his bones were about to fall apart, cold sweat continued to flow, and the spiritual power in the dantian was like the flow of the sleeping gang, according to this speed, Fan Chen would die of exhaustion before he crossed the bridge, if he did not have the protection of spiritual power, the pressure of heaven and earth outside his body would directly crush him.

The most frightening thing is that Fan Chen didn't take a step and felt that the stone slab under his feet seemed to collapse faster and faster, if the pace was not fast, he would definitely fall into the sea of blood, and he knew from the inheritance memory that this sea of blood was formed by the convergence of the evil qi of heaven and earth, which caused evil and evil to yin, and even the gods did not dare to fall into it, and the consequence of falling into the sea of blood was that there were no bones and no soul.

"This is really a wolf on top and a tiger on the bottom!"

In the previous three major tests, they all went through many obstacles to pass, how could there be no test in the last hurdle?

Fan Chen finally understood that the bridge on the other side only crosses ghosts and males, not rafts and dogs, and the strength is not good, so the end is to become a member of the sea of blood, how can the price of the blood-colored trial be called the blood-colored trial?

After passing through the ninety steps, Fan Chen's whole body was covered with blood, and there were still nine steps from the end point, but the feeling to Fan Chen was that it was nine heavens, and the spiritual power and magic power in the dantian were empty, without the protection of spiritual power, the muscles of the whole body were like a dry rice field, and there was constantly blood overflowing, and under the high pressure of the power of heaven and earth, it soon turned into blood mist and disappeared into the air.

Fan Chen clearly felt that the muscles and blood vessels were constantly cracking, and then the bones, and the stone steps under his feet were also like cracked ice, crumbling.

"Hey, there is an end to manpower, there is no end to heaven and earth, my life is resting!"

Feeling the cholera in the body, the meridians are like being impacted by the river and the sea, and there is not much spiritual power left in the dantian, even if Fanchen's heart is tenacious, when he really faces death, that kind of fear from the soul arises spontaneously, like a monstrous wave constantly impacting the soul defense line.

Just when Fanchen closed his eyes and was about to accept the baptism of fate, suddenly, a huge white rune burst out from the dantian, the runes were all vast and vicissitudes, but they were simple and unpretentious, the words were like stones, showing an unknown shape, and the most strange thing was that the rune font seemed to be a beating note, constantly changing shape and structure.

Fan Chen took a closer look and found that these runes seemed to come from the core of the dantian, but he had obviously looked inside the dantian countless times before, and he had never found these stone runes, as if these quaint words appeared out of thin air, and Fan Chen now found that he couldn't figure out the situation.