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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

Chen Jing and Yan Luoniang were still walking forward. When leaving, she asked the green snake, and she said that if she went three hundred miles further, she would see the river of blood.

But Chen Jing and Yan Luoniang walked for a long time and didn't arrive, Chen Jing and Yan Luoniang carefully felt every step, but they couldn't feel a trace of strangeness. And some of Chen Jing's original feelings about this Wheel City also disappeared.

Chen Jing suddenly stopped, looked at the misty fog around him, and said, "We have been walking for so long, and we have been safe and sound, and we are finally here." ”

"What is it?" The Guanghan Sword in Yan Luoniang's hand appeared in her hand.

It was here that her master died, and she didn't even know what her master was killed by when she died.

There were geistes wandering around, and occasionally a few whimperes and sneers rang out. They didn't care about that, for them it was just like the chirping of insects in the grass.

Chen Jing suddenly opened his mouth and said towards the void: "We are passing by here, borrowing the road, there is nothing offensive, why is Your Excellency trapped us here?" As soon as the words fell, there was a sneer in the distance, this laughter was so strange that people couldn't tell where it came from when they heard it, it seemed to be far and near.

Yan Luoniang listened intently, she remembered that Shizun suddenly stood still and listened to something, although she didn't know if the things she encountered were the same, but it was enough to make her vigilant. Suddenly, another voice came from the void: "Offer the divine source, this king can spare you from death." ”

Obviously, this evil creature in the shadows knows that they are gods, so they will ask them to offer a divine source, which is the same as the Taoist Yuan Ying and the Inner Dan of the spirit class, which is the source of mana and is indispensable.

A patch of moonlight spreads out.

Yan Luoniang's Guanghan sword has been unsheathed.

The moonlight also seemed to be dyed black in this dark world, and Yan Luoniang's figure was hazy in the moonlight. A flash and a concealment had already appeared on a hillside in the distance, and a sword stabbed down, and a wandering spirit on that slope instantly dispersed.

Chen Jing suddenly snorted softly, and the light on his body flashed.

The figure was already in another place, but there was a writhing cloud of black smoke under his feet.

The black smoke struggled and rose like flames, wrapping around Chen Jing's legs. There was a sound of burning fire, and the faint smell of burnt meat spreading, which was an illusion. After only a while, Chen Jing was already submerged, and the black smoke completely turned into a raging black flame, and Chen Jing's figure was invisible.

Yan Luo's body was about to move, but she paused again, she heard Chen Jing's words.

What Chen Jing stepped on was the ghost king of the phantom pupil, which was originally a thing of the yang world, called the phantom pupil beast, small and ugly, but it was a carnivorous beast, like a raccoon cat, with a pair of fangs outside, ugly, born with an only child, with double pupils, looking at each other, even the king of beasts had to bow his head, and his voice was more charming. I don't know why he came to this underworld, and his body rotted in the underworld, but his soul did not disperse, but instead cultivated into the body of a ghost king.

His one-eyed did not decay even after his physical death, and his soul survived in this one-eye. He found that this eye of his was becoming more and more magical, and it could become an illusion in an instant, and neither the evil ghosts nor the monks in the underworld could escape. Since then, there has been a mysterious and terrifying ghost king in this area. Because occasionally when you see it from a distance, you will see a one-eyed man dressed in black.

Chen Jing is already very proficient in this kind of illusion technique, but this illusion technique of the Phantom Pupil Ghost King is also like a natural supernatural power, and he doesn't notice it for a while, and it is really not easy to break it when he falls into it, it is empty and illusory, and there is no place to start. That's why Chen Jing asked, this ghost king of the phantom pupil may have spoken confidently because no one had broken his illusion technique for so many years, but as soon as he opened his mouth, not only Chen Jing found out, but Yan Luoniang also found out, but Yan Luoniang's sword didn't stab him, and Chen Jing intercepted him when he was evading.

Over the years, the Phantom Pupil Ghost King discovered a spell from this eye, called the Phantom Soul Flame. Different from the three-flavor real fire, when this fire is lit, there is a sense of dizziness and fascination when you look at it, and you always want to touch it, if you get it, it will instantly burn the soul away, which is extremely vicious and domineering.

Chen Jing trampled Zhizhen under his feet, but the ghost soul flame burned directly on him.

One of his thoughts was smirking in one eye.

"Hahaha...... no matter how high your mana is and how wide your magical powers are, you can only fly away in my ghost soul flame."

Chen Jing was silent, letting the soul flame burn. The craziest soul flames he had ever seen in Baling City back then, the kind of soul flames full of the aura of destruction, he survived, although those soul flames were not aimed at him, but his soul was baptized in it, and he was infested by the nightmare curse of the dead soul for a long time, which made his soul extremely tough. How can it be so easily burned out?

The Phantom Pupil Ghost King laughed, and flames burst out. The laughter in the flames was extremely harsh in Yan Luoniang's ears.

After a while, Chen Jing suddenly said, "This eye is not yours." ”

The ghost king of the phantom pupil was shocked, he didn't expect Chen Jing to be able to speak, and when he was shocked, he suddenly felt a tingling pain all over his body, and cold water seemed to emerge from Chen Jing's body, extinguishing his soul flame nose.

"What is this?" The Phantom Pupil Ghost King shouted in horror.

Chen Jing snorted coldly: "How can you know the beauty of the wish of all beings. ”

He has a new understanding of the use of the power of wishes, legend has it that the ancestor has a treasure called the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Tower, there is a Xuanhuang gas in the tower, there is a wonderful use of protection, can not invade ten thousand laws. Although this wish of faith may not be as wonderful as that of Xuanhuang Qi, it may not be as subtle as it is beneath it. It's just that this wish power is used once and is less than once, and it is not easy to condense.

In the final analysis, the spell cast by Chen Jing is still the Thousand Illusion Stone Statue Suppression Method. It's just that he's using it in a different way. In the eyes of the Phantom Pupil Ghost King, Chen Jing was a shining god, extremely tall, and trampled him under his feet.

I only heard Chen Jing say: "You have relied on this eye for many years, but you don't know that you are just a tool of this eye." ”

"You let me go." The Ghost King shouted. But the pressure on him was getting bigger and bigger, and he felt like he was going to break, not only the only eye and body, but also the soul.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me......" The Phantom Pupil Ghost King felt Chen Jing's indifferent and lofty killing intent. The killing intent seemed to be nine days away, in the high clouds, but it penetrated from the clouds and went straight to the heart.

Chen Jing's killing intent is like an eagle, and the ghost king of the phantom pupil is like a rabbit with nowhere to escape on the earth.

"Please, don't kill me, I'm ...... I, I am willing to follow you and serve you as a spiritual servant, and I will never betray you, and if I break this vow, I will fall into hell and never be reborn. The Phantom Pupil Ghost King said that the more he talked about it, the more anxious he became.

"What you say is useless, all you do is make a wedding dress for others." Chen Jing said coldly.

"God, please don't get me wrong, I'm still my ......," the Phantom Pupil Ghost King said loudly.

Chen Jing didn't give him any more Genhui at all, and he had already sealed him.

Raising his foot, as soon as he stretched out his hand, one eye had already fallen into the palm of Chen Jing's hand.

This eye is very beautiful, there is no trace of ugliness in the palm, quiet, extremely beautiful. Chen Jing stared at the clear brilliance in his eyes, it didn't seem like he was sealed by Chen Jingzhen at all, but he was so sober, sober as if he only touched Chen Jing's eyes, and that kind of eyes drilled into Chen Jing's heart. That look seemed to contain the power of a law that penetrated everything. The brilliance that appeared in Chen Jing's eyes was even greater, he wanted to see through one eye, but he only saw the endless depth, and he couldn't see the bottom.

"...... these eyes?" Yan Luoniang asked.

"This is an eye that should belong to the era of the Flood Wilderness, and it appeared here for some reason." Chen Jing said.

"The Flood Era? Why the Honghong Era? Yan Luoniang asked.

"There is a barren aura that should only exist in the flood period in this eye, and that kind of innate Dao intent." Chen Jing said.

"Innate? Barren? Even if it is innate, how could it be left here. Yan Luoniang asked in surprise.

Chen Jing was still looking at the eye in his palm, and the eye lying in Chen Jing's palm was so harmonious, there was a feeling of growing in his palm.

"It was the Phantom Pupil Beast that got it before, but unfortunately I can't see the process by which it got this eye, and I can't see how it got to the underworld." Chen Jing said.

With that, he flipped his wrist and closed his palms, and the eyes were gone. Chen Jing said, "Let's go." ”

He could be sure that there must be another consciousness in that eye, if it wasn't for the wrong time now, he would have to refine that consciousness, and it would be a disaster to leave it there.

The world had changed, and there was no hillside at all, but a valley with a cold stream in the valley. They continued to move forward, and there was no hindrance. Although Chen Jing did not deliberately reveal the aura on his body, as a god of the yang world, he was so out of place in this underworld, and he could feel his compelling aura surging from a distance, even the ghost king avoided it from afar.

The two of them went all the way forward, and they didn't know how far they had gone, and finally a river appeared in front of them, a dark red river, the river was like blood, and the undercurrents and waves were rushing forward.

The two of them stood on the edge of the river of blood, but they couldn't smell a trace of blood, nor could they hear a trace of a surge. It's like the river in front of you is just an illusion, out of this world.

"This is the Nether Blood River?" Yan Luoniang said.

Chen Jing didn't say anything.

Yan Luoniang continued: "A river of blood that originates from the netherworld gathers the most evil qi in the world. ”

"I'm supposed to be here." Chen Jing said suddenly.

Yan Luoniang turned her head to look at Chen Jing, but Chen Jing looked at the blood river motionlessly, and said after a long time: "That's right, I did come here, and I came with the old swordsman." ”

"When?" Yan Luoniang said a little incredulously.

"A long, long time ago......" The picture flashed in Chen Jing's mind, but he couldn't grasp it, closed his eyes, and tried to think about it, but the more he thought about it, the more blurred it became. Suddenly, I heard Yan Luoniang say, "Hey, what a beautiful flower." ”

Chen Jing opened his eyes and saw that the edge of the Blood River was actually a row of blood-red growth, the petals were like blood, and the blood in the Blood River was the same, so they were all attracted by the Blood River and didn't notice it for a while.

When Chen Jingyi saw the flower, a sentence immediately sounded in his mind, and he couldn't help but read: "When there are flowers blooming on both sides of the Blood River, she will be resurrected." ”