Hell Road, in purgatory. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Feng took stiff steps, like a walking corpse, his eyes were hollow, and only a trace of golden light had not been wiped out.

He is dead, and he is still walking because his strong will has not yet dissipated.

No one knows how long he has been in the hell path, nor what kind of pain he has endured in these endless lonely years, only that a powerful obsession is supporting him to keep going.

The sun and the moon rotate, and the years reincarnate.

For a long hundred years, every second was like a knife, leaving traces of the vicissitudes of life on him.

When the black sea of fire retreated to both sides in purgatory, making way for him, the hundred years of time finally ushered in the end, and the sea of fire behind him gradually fell silent, and it disappeared into invisibility after a short time.

The world in front of me has changed dramatically, and it has returned to the appearance of endless scorched earth.

And Ye Feng, after a hundred years, the last bit of golden light in his eyes, gradually recovered, and his immortal will made him come alive again.

"Hell Road. Ye Feng's voice was hoarse and vicissitudes, he looked back behind him, and embarked on the journey again.

On the road, it is another lonely and long journey.

Ye Feng seemed to have forgotten time, like an ant, slowly moving forward on this dark and vast land.

I don't know how many years passed, but he stopped again.

In the distance, there is still a towering stone gate, full of traces of the vicissitudes of time, on the stone gate, there are three big characters engraved: hungry ghost road.

"The second of the six realms of reincarnation. Ye Feng took a numb step and walked into the stone gate.

Suddenly, the sound of the evil spirit's wail came like a mountain of mountains.

In front of me, it was a terrifying scene, everywhere I looked, there were all thin evil ghosts, like a corpse with a head of walking flesh, drooping arms, eyes and fungus, the number was endless, overwhelming.

"Hungry ghosts, a hundred years of gnawing suffering. ”

With an ethereal voice coming from the darkness, Ye Feng lost the ability to walk, and was imprisoned by a powerful force, and could only watch the evil ghosts coming around in all directions.

Yes.....!

Soon, Ye Feng's wail came from the hungry ghost path.

Endless demons have drowned him, gnawing at his flesh, drinking his blood, and gnawing at his bones.

Ye Feng couldn't move, he could only watch his body being gnawed until his body was eaten up, and his flesh and blood would be reborn, and so on, like a reincarnation, a reincarnation of a hundred years.

He was going to be gnawed for a hundred years, and he had no choice but to passively accept it, and he could clearly hear the sound of hungry ghosts chewing on his flesh and bones.

"I really can't stand it. In front of the water curtain in the hidden capital, Xu Banxian was already vomiting and couldn't straighten her waist.

"Boss, the hungry ghost road you laid is also ........ The old man Dunjia also looked at the ancestor of Youdu with slander, and as he spoke, he hurriedly covered his mouth, vomiting so much that his intestines were about to come out.

The ancestor of Youdu was silent, quietly looking at the water curtain, looking at Ye Feng who was being eaten by hungry ghosts, and there was compassion in his eyes.

For hundreds of years, the roar in the road of hungry ghosts has never stopped.

I don't know when, this roar gradually died out, Ye Feng's eyes were sunken, his eyes were prominent, and he was drenched in blood, like a monument that would never fall, under the gnawing of hungry ghosts, I don't know how long he had been standing.

He was dead again, only a faint golden light flashing in his eyes, and the immortal will supported him.

The years have changed, and the vicissitudes of life.

It wasn't until the hungry ghosts in the Hungry Ghost Dao gradually dissipated that Ye Feng fell to the ground.

A hundred years have once again ushered in the end.

And he, once again, staggered from the black scorched earth and was afraid, his face was firm and stubborn, and the endless years had worn out the concept of time in his heart, and the endless pain made him not know what was the pain.

Another lonely road.

This time, he didn't know how long he had been gone.

In the distance, the bloody stone gate reappeared, and three ancient characters were depicted on it, revealing the vicissitudes of time: animal life.

"Six realms of reincarnation, the third realm. Ye Feng walked in without hesitation.

Suddenly, the barking of dogs, followed by the crowing of roosters, the mooing of old cows, and the bleating .......of rams.

This is a world of beasts, all you can see is this, the stench of the world, there are rotting animal corpses, eaten by carnivores, there are animal feces everywhere, there are the most primitive beasts fighting, bloody scenes, shocking, Rao is Ye Feng couldn't help frowning.

"Animal life, the sorrow of being an animal for a hundred years. ”

As the ethereal voice sounded, Ye Feng's body changed shape and turned into a miscellaneous dog, as thin as firewood.

"This one looks a little fresh. In the middle of the secluded capital, another voice sounded.

"The ancient holy body has become a dog, ....... ”

"Boss, do you want to do this to him. ”

"If you can't even resist this, how to face the next three paths. The ancestor of Youdu opened his mouth slowly, and put the water curtain into his sleeve with his hand, such a humble picture, he couldn't stand it.

Barking!

Barking!

In the beast road, Ye Feng wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, it was such a dog barking.

Thin and thin, at this moment he is no longer a desolate holy body that covers the heavens, no mana, no origin, just a dog, hungry he gradually showed the most primitive beast nature, if he wants to get out of here alive, all he can do is kill, as a dog, hunt his own food.

It is a reincarnation, and the lifespan of a dog is only a dozen years.

After a dozen years, he will become a pig, and the pig will become a sheep, a cow, a wolf...... , of the beasts are torn to become meat in their bellies, or other animals are hunted to fill their stomachs.

It's been a humble 100 years.

In the past hundred years, Ye Feng gradually forgot that he was a person, and gradually forgot that his name was Ye Feng, which was an ancient holy body, and there was no longer human emotion, what he could remember, what he could know, only lived.

For hundreds of years, this is only a few days outside, but for him, it is endless years.

Time flies, the end of a hundred years.

Transformed into a human again, he stood silently for a long time, a hundred years, all the beasts, he has done it, it is a humble life, but it is also an indelible memory.

On the road again, stepping on the vast earth, on the dark scorched earth, his back was bleak and lonely.

Speechless all the way, he had no one to talk to, lonely and lonely, this time, he walked for an incomparably long time, perhaps a hundred years, like a walking corpse, endless years, as if to wear him out.

In the distance, the ancient and majestic stone gate reappears: the Shura Road.

"Shura Dao, the wounds of a hundred years of fierce battles. ”

As soon as he walked in, Ye Feng heard the ethereal voice that sounded again after two hundred years at that time.

The world in front of you is the fourth of the six realms of reincarnation, the path of asura.

As far as the eye can see, this is a world of blood, and in the calm pool of blood, blood-colored figures are separated, revealing white teeth, blood-red eyes, and long nails are even longer and scary, and there are countless Shura ghosts.

Roar!

Roar!

The roar was earth-shattering, with wailing, screaming, and roaring.

With this roar, the countless Shura ghosts overwhelmingly pressed towards Ye Feng, and in addition to bloodthirstiness in their eyes, they were tyrannical.

"How many years have passed, and my blood has finally boiled again. Ye Feng muttered, still without mana, but some were a pair of flesh and blood fists.

Kill!

With a loud roar, he rushed out, waved his fist, and there was a bloody light in front of him, but the fallen Shura quickly stood up again, and the broken body slowly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and more Shura pounced, Ye Feng's body was stabbed and turned into a bloody human form.

There is no heaven and earth energy to borrow here, no mana, no distinction between strong and weak, and only the will of immortality.

Ye Feng fell down again and again, and got up from the pool of blood again and again, his eyes were even more blood-red than Shura, his black hair was dyed blood-red, and his eyes were even more blurred with flesh and blood, and the broken body attack was unstoppable.

The pain, for him at this moment, is long gone.

The years are long, a hundred years of time are fleeting, and Ye Feng has also been fighting in the Shura Dao for a hundred years.

At the end of a hundred years, when he hit the last Shura to the ground, the entire Shura Dao was wiped out, and he walked out slowly, really like a terrible ghost who walked out of a word hell, except for blood, it was still blood.

It was endless loneliness again, and Ye Feng embarked on the journey again.

At this point, he has passed through the first four realms of the six reincarnations.

I don't know how long later, the ancient stone door appeared in his eyes, and there were three big characters engraved on it: The Way of the World.

"Hurry up, come to the world. In the secluded capital, Xu Banxian'er kicked the sleeping old man of Dunjia away.

"The way of the world?" the old man of Dunjia jumped up and slipped in front of the water curtain.

Not only them, but also the Old Ancestor of Youdu, Menghui, the Old Man of Fuxian Town, Zhang Zifan, and the Old Man of Xianshu all gathered around, quietly looking at the picture in the water curtain, and their eyes flashed with uncertain light.

For him, this earthly path may be more dangerous than the first four. ”

"Strong obsession and indestructible willpower, although he can break through the first four paths, but this human path may become his burial place. ”

In the water curtain, Ye Feng had already walked into the stone gate.

As soon as he saw it, he saw a vibrant world, where there was no darkness of the Hell Dao, no blood of the Hungry Ghost Dao, no despicability of the Animal Dao, no miserable scene of the Shura Dao, it was a real world.

In the distance, the mountains are located, and from such a distance, Ye Feng seems to be able to hear the sound of gurgling water and the chirping of birds.

The sun is blazing here, the sky is blue and vibrant.

In front of me is a noisy street, crowded with pedestrians, the cries of hawking are endless, and everyone's face is full of spring glory.

"The Tao of the world, a hundred years of pain. ”

The ethereal voice came into Ye Feng's ears again.

"Is this the way of the world?" muttered the words, Ye Feng looked at the world in front of him greedily, compared to the first four realms of the six realms of reincarnation, this place was really too warm, and it would not let him suffer from the loneliness while enduring the pain.

Xu was so engrossed that he didn't seem to realize that a shadow had come to him.

"Ye Feng, why are you still here. The light voice was full of tenderness, which made Ye Feng, who was in a trance, suddenly turn around, and he saw a beautiful cheek, blooming with the world's beauty.

This woman, if you look closely, isn't it Poria cocos?