Zhu Zhuqing walked in front. Constantly adjusting his talent realm, he confronts the powerful will to kill in the Hell Road.

Gazing at the boundless darkness in the distance, and the thick red mist rolling around them. She soon discovered that the appearance of those red mist was actually traceable.

Like a wave, it is swept by wave after wave, not endlessly, and its intensity is constantly changing.

Moreover, the cold and cold will to kill in the red mist, and the chaotic and filthy evil spirit and malice are not the same camp as each other, and they are also consuming each other.

It's just that compared to the treacherous layers of malice, the killing intent is obviously much more domineering, suppressing all xenomorph energy at the same time with a suppressive posture.

And the target of the malicious invasion is very clear and single, that is, it is aimed at Bibi Dong who is huddled in Su Cheng's arms.

Zhu Zhuqing has rich combat experience, and he is extremely profound in the development of the field, and he quickly responded to this scene.

The nature of the wind is unpredictable, but it can be rigid and soft.

In the past, she hasn't put much thought into variation in order to maximize her attack power and attack and movement speed. Instead, they focused on how to increase their power and sharpness.

But at this moment, she began to change her mind.

As time passes, so does the airflow that surrounds the field.

It is no longer as sharp as before, but soft and meandering, and often interspersed between the red mist, trying to guide the different breaths in the red mist, so that they can consume each other.

"Zhuqing, feel it with your whole body. Instead of seeing only with your eyes, driven only by your soul power. Try your best to feel the instincts that come from your blood, and then trust them, obey them, and blend in. ”

At this time, Su Cheng's voice suddenly came from behind him.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression moved slightly, and he quickly understood what the other party meant.

didn't ask too much, and directly sank his mind into the martial soul.

She knew in her heart that the "instinct in the bloodline" that Su Cheng said was actually the fighting instinct that originated from the Netherworld White Tiger Martial Soul.

This powerful martial soul bloodline that surpasses the super martial soul is also where her real confidence has always been.

When she calmed down and handed over the dominance to her body little by little, she instantly found that the difficulty of her control domain had plummeted.

The flow of wind is inherently difficult to control. In other words, it is difficult to predict its subsequent evolution.

She can fine-tune it along the way, even condensing it into a lethal blade or a sturdy shield, but it's hard to control it from start to finish.

However, when she began to drive with instinct, with soul power and spiritual power as assistance, she soon noticed the difference.

Those currents were no longer weapons in her hands, but extensions of her body.

Even subsequent changes can be known in advance from the moment of the move.

Compared with the previous self-guidance, it takes a lot less effort now, and the effect is better and more efficient.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart was filled with a hint of joy.

It's not just about the domain and the wind attributes. The killing instinct and the fighting instinct were also gradually integrated by her in the process.

Su Cheng was right before, this place is really very suitable for him.

After being tempered in the Killing Capital before, the improvement brought to her is indeed great.

But in addition to the murderous soul power, there is more filth and malice, which needs to spend a lot of energy to resist in order to ensure the purity of one's own spiritual level.

On this road to hell, she was able to completely let go of her hands and feet to feel it to the fullest.

Because the will to kill here is stronger and purer, it has not merged with the endless stream of filth and malice, and now it has become a whetstone for her to improve her will and combat skills.

However, as several people continued to move forward, Zhu Zhu cleared away the danger that could arise at any time in the darkness ahead and the vicious spirit that was constantly invading around him, and began to divide a small part of his mind, paying attention to the situation of the two people behind him.

She had some doubts in her mind.

Bibi Dong was a little too indulgent and too trusting of Su Cheng.

Although she hadn't had much contact with the current female pope who was above 10,000 people before, she could also feel from her brief observation in the past few days more than a year ago that this person was ambitious and narrow-minded.

The mind is definitely not as glorious as it seems on the surface, and the occasional flash of poisonous light under the eyes is even more chilling.

Not to mention that for an alien soul master like Su Cheng who joined the Martial Soul Hall halfway, I am afraid that even for those elders who were also born and raised in the Martial Soul Palace, they also use most of their thoughts, and they have no real friendship.

Of course, Zhu Zhuqing was only surprised, and by the way, he thought about what kind of posture he should take to gain a foothold there after entering Wuhun City in the future, and he didn't suspect anything in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, with the identities, positions, and camps of those two people, they should not be so close to each other.

It was only because of Su Cheng's strong strength that Bibi Dong seemed to be affected by the environment here at this time, resulting in a very poor state, that he behaved extremely abnormally.

After all, before coming into this hell road, the other party was still normal.

Looking at the changes in Zhu Zhuqing's domain, Su Cheng, who was walking behind, nodded secretly in his heart.

There is no doubt that she has a wealth of combat experience in the past.

After all, in that memory, the other party had really cultivated to the realm of Peak Douluo.

But for the martial soul of the Netherworld White Tiger, he is not very familiar.

With the cultivation of Title Douluo, the number of battles he has really fought is also one of the few.

The talent realm derived from the Netherworld White Tiger, as well as this martial soul itself, is undoubtedly extremely powerful.

At least at the level, it is far beyond Zhu Zhuqing's cognition.

So at this stage, what she needs to do is not to rush out of her own path, but to integrate, to learn, and to constantly tap the potential of her own bloodline.

Su Cheng also knew about the Netherworld White Tiger.

In fact, this was the first martial soul he had ever dug deep into the essence of the bloodline.

He couldn't be clearer about the potential of this martial spirit.

This is simply a beast born to fight and kill, overcoming everything and transcending everything until it breaks through all shackles and gains true freedom.

At least before Zhu Zhuqing reached the peerless Douluo cultivation, there was no need to abandon the basics at all.

After she truly mastered the Netherworld White Tiger Martial Soul, she needed to try to transcend her instinct and reach a higher level.

The Wind God Realm derived from the Netherworld White Tiger is also different from the ordinary talent realm.

For ordinary soul masters, where is the most precious place of domain skills?

It is to provide the best environment for users to adapt to their own fighting style.

This is not the case in the Aeolus realm.

It doesn't create a combat environment, or that environment is just incidental.

Its essence is to increase the user's strength and speed.

It is an extreme attack field similar to Su Cheng's kendo realm.

Including the pair of wind god wings that Zhu Zhuqing had used before, it was not a soul skill, but a domain characteristic, which helped her to kill and fight more flexibly.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing had already comprehended, Su Cheng also put his mind at ease and followed silently.

In his arms, Bibi Dong's soft delicate body was still trembling slightly, his eyebrows were furrowed, his mouth was indistinct from time to time, and there was a purple-black light flashing on his face.

Su Cheng ran the exercises, continuously transmitting the diluted innate power into her body, trying to consume the Rakshasa divine power that was constantly stimulated.

At the same time, her lips moved slightly, and the voice containing the power of her soul echoed in her mind.

As he kept reassuring him, Bibi Dong seemed to be in a slightly better state in his arms.

But Su Cheng didn't dare to be careless.

It's just a short time since I entered Hell Road, and when I get closer to the exit, I don't know if there will be any other changes on the other side.

Since the Rakshasa divine power is entrenched in the underground blood pool and can constantly track with the flow of the blood pool, it may be difficult to get rid of the continuous infestation of this thing before leaving here.

Before a few people could walk too far, suddenly a red cloud drifted close from a distance.

The red cloud was very fast, and it was only the size of a palm at first sight, but in the blink of an eye, it was overwhelmingly approaching.

It was blood-red bats, like a miniature version of the blood-colored bat's patterns left on the surface of the Hell's killing grounds.

Each blood bat is about a foot or so long, but its huge wings spread out more than a meter.

Thousands of bats gathered together and swooped down on a few people.

The blood bat's eyes flashed red, revealing sharp fangs, and a strange "quack" sound came out of its mouth.

As they got closer, they flapped their wings at the same time, bringing a gust of fishy wind that blew towards several people.

Su Cheng didn't make a move, and he didn't need to make a move at all.

The wind is the power that belongs to the Netherworld White Tiger.

The huge white tiger phantom flickered, and the mouth of the blood basin suddenly opened, and the fangs crisscrossed like swords.

In front of the phantom, Zhu Zhuqing also opened his mouth slightly at the same time, then took a deep breath, and then blew forward.

"Whoa—"

An extremely condensed stream of air erupted from her red lips like an arrow.

At first, it was only the thickness of a little finger, but in an instant, it turned into a violent hurricane, rushing into the bloody wind that swept in the face.

Between the stormy winds, the formation of thousands of bats was completely disrupted in an instant.

The next moment, the chaotic air currents turned into fierce wind blades and raged, turning into a large blood mist and falling into the cliffs below with the squeaky of bats.

Under Zhu Zhuqing's powerful domain offensive, this group of bats quickly suffered heavy losses.

However, the number of thousands is still too much, and it is obviously not possible to clean it up in a moment and a half.

"Ignore them, let's speed up." Su Cheng glanced at those bats and said casually.

The first half of Hell Road didn't pose much of a threat to Zhu Zhuqing, so there was no need to waste time here.

Zhu Zhuqing bowed his head lightly when he heard this.

Then the field turned, and the surrounding air flow was instantly disrupted, further blowing away the bat swarm. The two of them did not delay and rushed forward quickly.

However, before he could advance too far, another huge soul beast appeared and stopped in front of him.

It was a large, dark golden bat that was four meters long.

Two huge claws, each more than a meter in diameter, pierced directly into the stone.

Amidst the screams of a large number of blood bats behind them, the dark golden bat king slowly spread a pair of huge wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters. The whole body shimmered with a dark golden light, and the three heads looked extremely hideous.

Su Cheng judged at a glance that the cultivation of this dark gold three-headed bat was about 20,000 years.

"Fight quickly, just blow up all three of its heads."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, the red light on his left arm lit up, and then his figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he appeared directly in front of the dark golden bat.

100,000 Years Soul Bone Technique - Teleport!

The 100,000-year-old left arm bone on Zhu Zhuqing's body that was obtained from Xiao Wu, one of the skills is teleportation.

It allows the owner to move freely within a range of 100 meters, and does not require any buffer time, and can be used continuously.

However, every time she uses it, it consumes one percent of her total soul power.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, who suddenly appeared in front of him, the three bats seemed to be stunned for a moment, completely unexpectedly that the other party would suddenly come here from a distance of more than ten meters in front.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression was indifferent, and he pointed forward like a knife.

The powerful wind blade of extreme condensation slashed in an instant.

Three bat heads that looked unusually hideous were cut in half in the blink of an eye.

The golden blood was scattered in all directions, and Zhu Zhuqing's figure flashed, and he had returned to his original position.

As the huge bat died in an instant, the hundreds of blood bats in the air suddenly lost their backbone, and they screamed and fled in all directions.

"Let's go."

Su Cheng glanced up, didn't pay much attention to it, looked at Zhu Zhuqing and nodded, signaling to move on.

After passing the dark golden three-headed bat king, the road they traveled after that was almost a smooth one.

There was no other obstacle than the ever-expanding red fog that continued to sweep and spread.

After walking like this for a long time, their position was noticeably lower than it had been at the beginning, and it seemed that they had already passed more than half the way.

"Strange ......"

Su Cheng had some doubts in his heart.

If I'm not mistaken, there should be ten more sun snakes on the road.

Is it because the guy doesn't happen to be here at this time, or is the beast reserved for the designated person?

Or, because of the strong malice that I encountered at the beginning, it has been counted as a level by default?

This speculation is entirely justified.

The Hellway Trials share three levels, and these deities are created specifically to select the heirs who are eligible to receive the Divine Examination, and they usually have some mechanical rules for judging.

Just like the Seven Pillars, the test that was first released was extremely mechanical.

Unless the heir to the divine throne who is truly able to accept the divine examination is determined, it is all done according to the rules.

Therefore, it is entirely possible that Hell Road regarded the danger that was initially aimed at Bibi Dong as a barrier.

In this way, killing the Bat King will be considered to have passed two levels.

Coupled with the strong murderous aura and malice at the final exit, even if it passes the test of Hell Road.

Of course, there is also a possibility that Bibi Dong, a person who had passed through the Hell Road, was present in the team, and this place directly ignored them by default.

Su Cheng just changed his mind and put this question aside.

Whether the ten sun snakes were touched or not, in fact, it didn't have much effect, and he didn't need that inner pill.

I came to this place, on the one hand, to observe the situation of the Rakshasa divine power and find a way to solve the hidden danger of Bibi Dong's soul, and on the other hand, it was also to sharpen Zhu Zhuqing and improve her perception.

One less obstacle just saves a lot of trouble, which is not a bad thing.

As several people got closer to the bottom of the abyss, the temperature around them began to get higher and higher.

The killing intent and anger around him also increased rapidly all the time, becoming more and more domineering and manic.

"Su Cheng ......"

At this time, Bibi Dong, who was huddled in Su Cheng's arms, suddenly became a little short of breath.

Su Cheng glanced down at her.

By now, Bibi Dong's body was already drenched in sweat, his hair was sticking to his long white neck, which looked a little messy, and even the clothes covering his body had been glued together with his fair skin.

The papal dress on her body was already delicate and luxurious, and with the sweat soaking, it looked almost transparent, and even the snow inside could be seen clearly.

When you hold it in your arms and touch it, it's not much different from direct skin contact.

She ...... Is she okay? ”

Until this moment, Zhu Zhuqing finally couldn't bear it anymore.

looked at Bibi Dong with a strange expression, and then looked at Su Cheng, who was hugging her.

His face was hesitant, and he stopped talking a little.

"Huh?" Su Cheng came back to his senses and said with a flat face: "Oh, it's okay, let's keep walking, let's get out of here first." There's something wrong with her, I'll explain it to you later. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhu Zhuqing's red eyes again, and said in a deep voice: "What about you, can you still hold on?" ”

"No problem." Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

Although her eyes also began to glow with a rich red light at this time, she was stimulated by the killing intent, her mind was not disturbed, and the flow of soul power in her body was extremely normal.

Su Cheng could see her situation and knew that she was not reckless, but he still reminded: "Grasp the proportions, don't rush for quick success, the power that can be controlled by yourself is your own power." There is no point in forcing foreign objects. ”

"I understand."

After walking for nearly an hour, they finally reached the exit.

In the abyss on both sides of the narrow road, dark red liquid tumbled and flowed, obviously blood, but it had a temperature like magma.

At this time, the dark red liquid emitting a rich bloody aura on both sides was only a few dozen meters away from the narrow road where they were, and the scorching degree of the air had already caused the clothes on Zhu Zhuqing's body to begin to emit a faint smell of burning.

However, this temperature can't have much impact on a few people.

Needless to say, Su Cheng and Bibi Dong's physical fitness. The sweat on Bibi Dong's body has nothing to do with the temperature, she is too confused, which causes her body to continue to sweat.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, because he had taken fairy grass and was not invaded by cold and heat, was also not afraid of this temperature.

The exit about a kilometer away looks very obvious.

The white light condensed into an oval curtain of light, which was where the end of the trip was.

But before that exit, there was a blood-red lake blocking the way.

The lake, which is a kilometer in diameter, is filled with blood and bubbles.

The evil qi that was condensed like a substance was maliciously swirling in the middle, and there was an even stronger will to kill rising into the sky.

Cold, gloomy, filthy, evil......

All kinds of malicious killing intent were dozens of times stronger than the red mist when they first entered the Hell Road.

At this moment, don't talk about Bibi Dong, who is delirious and bruised.

Even Zhu Zhuqing was surging with blood and qi around him, and the irrepressible killing intent and anger came out of his body, and the blood light in his eyes was cold, and the surrounding Wind God Realm almost completely turned into a dark red.

When you get here, you have to make Su Cheng's move.

Even if Zhu Zhuqing had the wings of the wind god and was able to fly over this lake, she must not be allowed to continue.

Not to mention whether she can successfully cross the past based on her previous murderous aura accumulation, even if she can really survive the impact of murderous intent, she will be attached to the Killing God Realm after leaving at that time, which is a result that Su Cheng does not want to see.

He just hoped that with the battle in the Killing Capital and the will to kill in the Hell Road, the fighting potential of the Netherworld White Tiger Martial Spirit would be fully stimulated, but he didn't want the nature of Zhu Zhuqing's talent realm to change.

To be honest, if he didn't inherit the Shura God Throne, he felt that the God Killing Domain was far inferior to the Wind God Domain that Zhu Zhuqing himself had.

"Zhuqing, follow me."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything when he heard this, and walked over silently.

It's not that she doesn't want to speak, but she needs to resist the powerful killing intent of this place with all her might.

"Hold me."

As his words fell, a pair of arms silently wrapped around his waist.

The next moment, an extremely plump and soft touch appeared on the back.

Su Cheng let out a light sigh of enjoyment, and praised it: "Zhuqing, your figure is a lot better." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the aura behind him swell instantly, the clothes on his waist were torn, and five sharp claws were pressed against his skin, and the cold killing intent loomed.

Seeing this, Su Cheng hurriedly shut up.

Then his expression was straight, and the five elements realm superimposed on the kendo realm surrounded his body at the same time.

The rich innate qi rose and emerged, colliding with the divine power of this place, making a "snort" sound.

After exerting his innate power, it will inevitably change later, and Su Cheng does not dare to delay in the slightest.

In the transparent sword qi package, the whole person turned into a sword light and rushed away in the air.

In the sound of the fierce sword qi breaking through the air, the blood-colored amber below instantly set off a huge wave, arousing an extremely strong will to kill and then boiling.

However, with his departure, the dark red Shura divine power seemed to have lost its purpose, and did not cling to him and condense towards him as it had done in the past for those who passed through the Hell Road, turning into the God-Killing Realm.

Instead, it gradually subsided, and the former tranquility was restored.

But at the same time, there was another large purple-black malicious evil aura that was condensed like a substance, and it followed away as if it was unwilling.

The next moment, the sword light and purple mist rushed into the white light curtain at the exit at the same time.

Bibi Dong stood alone in a muddy swamp, scattered among countless broken flowers and willows.

No matter how colorful those flowers used to be, they have long since turned into rotting corpses, and they can no longer see them for what they are.

The black clouds above are endless, obscuring the clear sky and not seeing the light of day.

A deep fog shrouded the surroundings, and the pungent stench of corruption was almost disgusting.

Bibi Dong looked around a little dazedly.

The serpent hissed happily, spewed red letters, and its dark eyes shimmered with a treacherous and cunning light.

Spiders wander around, and the colorful textures on their bodies are magnificent and vivid, and they are the only colors in this dead and silent land.

In this quagmire filled with rancid poisonous gas and dilapidated flower branches, it seems that only by becoming one of them can we continue to survive.

The more filthy the environment, the more splendid they grow, the more they wither, and the more cheerful they become.

Bibi Dong raised his arm and looked at his body.

The original gorgeous and precious papal dress was already in tatters at this time.

On the white arms, there are also patches of black spots with bruises and blackness, which look extremely ugly.

Then she unconsciously lowered her hand and walked forward, her heart slowly falling silent.

Originally, this place was probably a vast and boundless sea of flowers.

From the occasional interspersed withered branches, you can also guess a little about the prosperity of the past.

It's just that spring and summer are short, autumn and winter are long, and after the flowers and leaves wither and wither, there is no day to reopen.

With the passage of time, it gradually turned into such a lifeless rancid mire, until it became a paradise for poisonous insects, snakes and ants.

Gradually, the sense of dead silence seemed to soak her body.

Even the pain that had penetrated deep into the bone marrow in the past has gradually become numb.

It's not just those painful memories.

Even jealousy and hatred, lust and delusion, seem to have been appeased.

Occasionally, a slight tingling sensation came, and it seemed to ripple in the heart of the beginning.

She stood in the middle of the mire, the chirping of snakes and insects faded away.

And she herself seems to be like those once gorgeous flowers, withering and sinking little by little.

Then it fell into the mire and became foul-smelling and rotten......

"Hey, is this your thing?"

At this time, a warm man's voice, with bursts of warmth, entered her ears.

This voice is so familiar......

Memories of the past come flooding back.

In the desperate darkness of the underground chamber, someone stepped forward to wield a sword for her......

In the beautiful valley full of exotic grasses, I once happily plucked a flower that had been soaked in painstaking hands......

Who is that man?

Why was I desperate and joyful?

Anything ever happened to me and him?

But why have they all forgotten?

Bibi Dong looked up blankly and saw a young man standing in front of her, holding out a palm to her.

Above that palm, the round point of light of the starlight shimmered, like a lotus seed shining brightly.

The lotus seeds are clear and pure, and they are incompatible with the dead silence and dilapidated scene here.

“……”

Bibi Dong's eyes were a little dazed, and there was some longing.

She hesitantly held out her palm.

But when she saw the muddy dirt on her arm, she was a little ashamed of herself, and she didn't dare to look up.

The man standing in front of him didn't speak, just looked at her with a smile on his lips and encouragement.

Escaping from suffering and sorrow and pursuing happiness and joy is the instinct of all life.

Even in the darkness, we always yearn for hope and light.

Biting his lip, Bibi Dong plucked up his courage, trembled and stretched out his palm to touch the lotus seed.

At the moment of touching each other, she suddenly shook violently, and her pupils suddenly dilated.

That little bit of lotus seed-like starlight also shone generously and brightly at the same moment, illuminating the entire quagmire.

The next moment, the flower stems emerge from the mud, and then quickly stretch and grow, blooming lotus flowers.

Little by little, the filth and mud faded away, turning into a large lake.

The fragrance of flowers overflowed, soaking her lungs.

Soon, the lotus flowers withered again, turned into lotus canopies and fell into the clear and deep lake.

Then the stars twinkled, and new lotus flowers grew on the water, stretching and blooming.

The lotus seeds alternated back and forth, from one to ten, from ten to hundred, layer upon layer all over the entire clear water, completely submerging Su Cheng and Bibi Dong.

In the sea of flowers, there was a faint hoarse sobbing, and then gradually turned into a hysterical cry.

(End of chapter)