Taixu Demon God 224_Taixu Demon God Full Text Free Reading_Chapter 224 Meng Po Tang "Have we returned to the Demon Realm? This is that city, why does this have a strange and familiar feeling, always déjà vu, but not sure what the place is, this vague feeling is really weird. After Leng Yan woke up, she looked at the surrounding scene curiously, and said with some doubts, fortunately, at this moment, the two of them were still holding hands tightly, which made Leng Yan's heart a lot more stable, although the cultivation of the two was very different, but I don't know when Leng Yan relied more and more on the beautiful but calm and wise young man beside her, although she was at a loss at the moment, as long as Ling Han was still by her side, everything would not be terrible.

Ling Han was stunned, silently looking at the gray sky, the boundless woods, and the sheep intestine path that stretched to the endless distance under their feet, the bluestone ground, extending to the depths of the dense forest, as far as the eye could see, there was no end in sight, and the strange and familiar feeling in his heart lingered in his heart, and he couldn't disperse it.

When he was first devoured by this mysterious power, Ling Han was eighty percent sure that he had entered the Gate of Lu Close, because this feeling was already very familiar to him, and it was almost exactly the same as the previous three times, but he didn't expect to wake up at this moment and come to such a place, and Leng Yan also had this feeling of déjà vu, which was too strange, because she had never been to any of the Eight Extremes, why did she also feel this way? All kinds of doubts flashed in Ling Han's heart, and there was no answer for a long time.

The two stayed in place for about half an hour, and then walked forward along the bluestone road, it seemed that except for this road, they had no other way out to choose, the scenery on both sides did not change, and the narrow path really had no end, and they advanced at full speed for a quarter of an hour at their speed, surrounded by endless dense forests, and the road ahead was still gentle, the bluestone was neat, and there was a dead silence all around.

"Whether we will enter the next illusion, but how to solve this illusion, the mystery contained in it is not visible at all. Leng Yan frowned and said, she had experienced countless illusion tests, and there were always clues to follow in each illusion, but this seemingly never-ending path made her helpless.

Ling Han also showed a helpless smile, he pointed behind him, and said softly, "If you look back, you may be inspired." Leng Yan looked back, "Ah、、、" couldn't help but let out an exclamation, it turned out that behind them, the sheep intestine path that they had just walked had turned into nothingness at this moment, as if it had never existed at all.

"I've just been using the compass to detect the direction, we have been moving due west, not lingering in place, but really moving forward, whether it is virtual or real here, I can't judge, but the intention of the existence of this road is obvious, that is, let us keep moving forward, since there is no way back, then simply let's keep moving forward, I believe that this road will not really have no end." Ling Han put the compass into the Qiankun ring, looked at the path in front of him, and said firmly, after Ling Han finished speaking, Leng Yan also nodded in agreement, and the two continued to move forward at full speed, the path behind them quickly turned into nothingness after they passed, and under their feet, there was still a flat bluestone pavement, extending into the endless distance.

After five or six hours of extremely boring progress, they finally heard the sound of rumbling water, Leng Yan and Ling Han finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to run forward, about half an hour later, they finally saw the turbulent river, but beyond their imagination, it was a dark red river, the scarlet river was turbulent, like real blood, and the rich bloody breath filled the heavens and the earth, as soon as Ling Han approached, the bloody aura in his body became extremely excited, restless in the dantian, Ling Han silently recited the Purple Flame Light Sutra several times to no avail, in desperation, he had to seal himself the meridians and freeze the dantian, became no different from mortals, and the bloody evil aura gradually fell silent.

Looking at the surging blood river in front of him, Ling Han was shocked in his heart, this bloody aura was so strong, it showed that what flowed in this blood river was the real life essence blood, 'blood flowing into a river' was just an adjective of a tragic scene, but he didn't expect it to appear in front of Ling Han's eyes at this moment, so much life essence blood, how many living beings need to be killed to gather? Thinking of this, Ling Han's heart felt like a heavy stone had been pressed, making him a little breathless.

The sheep intestine path has disappeared here, the raging blood river blocked Ling Han's progress, he subconsciously walked a few steps forward along the river bank, and sure enough, he found an arch bridge across the blood river, gray gas lingering on the bridge deck and the opposite bank, Ling Han tried to release his divine sense, but nothing could be detected, in desperation, he could only walk towards the arch bridge with Leng Yan, since they appeared in a strange environment, the two of them are almost no different from ordinary people, although they are no longer the soul body of nothingness, but the yuan power in the body is like a pool of stagnant water, and what can be mobilized is a very small part, in addition to the Qiankun Ring can also be called freely, the soul attraction bell, The reincarnation wheel was quietly in the dantian, and they couldn't make an envoy at all, so Ling Han and Leng Yan didn't dare to rush across this strange blood river, but walked to the semicircular arch bridge, so that they could feel more at ease.

Just as Ling Han stepped on the arched bridge, Leng Yan beside him suddenly pointed to a swarthy stone tablet on the shore, and exclaimed: "Nai He Bridge, you can't go over, this is Nai He Bridge!" Ling Han stared sideways, and sure enough, he saw that on the dark stone stele, there were three big red characters "Nai He Bridge" , for a while, my heart trembled slightly, if this is the Nai He Bridge, then what they just walked is the Huangquan Road, and at the other end of this Nai He Bridge, there will be a Meng Po who is boiling Meng Po soup that can make people forget everything they have experienced in this life, as long as they drink Meng Po soup, they will forget everything they have experienced in this life, and enter the reincarnation of the next life without worry, and there are ten halls of Yama in front of it, and eighteen layers of hell, which are used to judge and reward those souls who have great good or great evil in this life.

Although Ling Han hovered on the edge of life and death several times, and even had a close contact with the god of death, he only had a firm belief in life and death, and there was no fear at all, but the rumors about Huangquan Road, Nai He Bridge, and the eighteen layers of hell after death were still rooted in Ling Han's heart and had a profound impact on him。

"What can I do on the bridge, I am helpless to do all this, why am I afraid to step on this bridge!" Ling Han smiled indifferently, still stepping on the bridge with his right foot, leaving only an extremely firm back to Leng Yan, Leng Yan hesitated slightly, and finally gritted his teeth, and also stepped on the Nai He Bridge, standing side by side with Ling Han again.

"Have you really thought about it, I am a person who doesn't have any choice, whether it's heaven or hell, I always have to break through to be willing, you're not without a choice!" Ling Han looked at the peerless beauty beside him, and asked with some sighs, he was just an ordinary person who was unwilling to accept fate, and Leng Yan's unhesitating follow-up made him a little unbearable.

"Anyway, there is no turning back, since I have already walked through Huangquan Road with Childe in a daze, it can be regarded as a rare opportunity in this life, why not walk across this short bridge together? What's more, Childe once promised to send me back to the headquarters of the Demon Hunter Alliance safely, if I don't go with Childe, wouldn't I have broken the last thought?" Leng Yan said with a smile, after Ling Han listened, he also looked at each other and smiled, once again took Leng Yan's hand, and walked leisurely towards the gray mist Nai He Bridge together, with firm and steady steps, without the slightest fear and panic.

This time is no longer slim and endless, but after walking a few steps, I walked smoothly to the bridge, sure enough, as rumored, at the other end of the bridge, there is an old woman who describes the withered old woman is gently shaking the shabby pu fan in her hand, with an indifferent expression, there is an iron pot with a diameter of one foot long in front of her, most of the pot of black juice is steaming, on the flagpole she leans on, a pair of broken cloth is moving without wind, fluttering and dancing, and it is written "Meng Po Soup" The three big characters are hidden in the gray mist, and the sound of "hissing" breaking the sky is heard from afar, adding a bit of cold atmosphere.

Ling Han and Leng Yan walked hand in hand in front of Meng Po, Meng Po didn't say anything, just passed over two crude porcelain bowls with an expressionless face, which contained most of the bowls of pitch-black juice, and a thick fragrance came to the nose, with a strange temptation, as if this was a elixir that was hard to find in the world, once drunk, all wishes could be achieved, and all troubles would disappear, Ling Han and Leng Yan subconsciously took the porcelain bowl and slowly put it to their lips.

As the mysterious Meng Po Tang got closer to himself, the stronger the strange attraction became, Ling Han picked up the bowl and was about to drink it all, but at this moment, the meditation divine jade emitted a white light, which instantly flowed all over his body, Ling Han's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and his mind became extremely clear, the porcelain bowl in his hand was thrown far away, and at the same time, he shot like electricity, knocking over the porcelain bowl in Leng Yan's hand, and the pitch-black juice splashed a few drops on the cold and bright red battle armor, and actually burned the incomparably hard battle armor out of several small holes, which was amazingly powerful.

The two of them glanced at each other, and a cold sweat broke out, if this Meng Po soup really drank it, don't say anything about forgetting the past and present lives, it was obvious that he wanted the lives of the two of them, Ling Han pulled Leng Yan and retreated three feet, and then looked at it, the old woman who described the withered old woman was still shaking the pu fan in her hand expressionlessly, as if they suddenly woke up, and the Meng Po soup she boiled had nothing to do with her, and the atmosphere was extremely weird for a while.

Chapter 225: Soul Hooker

At the moment when Ling Han regained his senses, he tried to summon the reincarnation wheel that was most closely related to him, although he could feel that the reincarnation wheel was quietly suspended in the middle of the dantian, but no matter how he summoned it, the reincarnation wheel did not react, Ling Han realized that this place might be like a mysterious field, able to suppress the strength of the monk, his heart was very anxious, and when he hugged Leng Yan to avoid describing the withered old woman, Ling Han hurriedly summoned Zhong Li, Chu Jiang and Talasky, the three soul slaves, were by their side, and at the same time they held Xiao Hong, who was still asleep, in their arms, in case of emergency, but the indifferent Meng Po did not react after he knocked over the life-threatening Meng Po soup, which greatly surprised Ling Han's expectations, and he was vigilant against Meng Po who was three feet away in front of him, carefully observing the surrounding situation.

"Doesn't it mean that after drinking this Meng Po soup, you can forget all the troubles in the world and re-enter reincarnation? Why is the Meng Po soup here a deadly poison, is it a rumor that is wrong or is there something wrong with this Meng Po soup? If it wasn't for Gongzi holding me just now, I'm afraid I would have broken my liver and intestines at this moment. Leng Yan looked at the steaming battle armor of Wu Zizi, and said with palpitations, this set of battle armor is likely to have given birth to a machine spirit, and its hardness is far from comparable to that of a monk, this Meng Po soup can even corrode the battle armor, and the power is extremely terrifying.

Ling Han looked around and said in a deep voice: "No matter what kind of situation it is, it is to put us to death, since this is the case, there is no need to think about it, fortunately, I have a treasure in my body to protect my mind, otherwise I will also be confused, now this Meng Po soup has become invalid, and see what will happen, even if I really step into hell, I will turn it upside down, otherwise it will not be in vain to come to this world." ”

"This place is indeed very similar to the legendary hell, but hell contains hundreds of millions of souls in the cloud wilderness, according to common sense, every moment walking through the Huangquan Road, drinking Meng Po soup souls should be countless, but here is so quiet, but it is a little weird, according to the old slave's humble opinion, this is probably a hell made by people who have cultivated to the highest level, and it is a pass to prevent outsiders from trespassing, so as not to be disturbed by outsiders. After Zhong Li got out of the Qiankun Ring, he was also carefully observing the situation around him, and at this moment he had some doubts in his heart, and bowed down to Ling Han and said.

Ling Han's heart moved, and he said to Chu Jiang: "The city lord of Chu has lived in the Demon Realm for a long time, he should know more about this Netherworld Valley and the Ghost Valley Medicine God, do you know that there have been such rumors in the Demon Realm, or if anyone has personally been to the Netherworld Ghost Valley and seen Li Yunjing, if their experiences are extremely similar to ours today, at least it means that our trip is in the right direction." ”

"The legend of Doctor Li has been circulating for five thousand years, and no one has seen his trace in the past thousand years, and the rumors in the demon world are just word of mouth and are not credible, but according to the speculation of his subordinates, someone should have arrived in the Netherworld Valley, but he did not dare to go deep and returned to the demon world, the title of the ghost valley doctor god should come from this, as for the others, I have never heard of it, but my subordinates think that what Zhong senior said is not unreasonable, just like the ten guardian ghost kings of our Holy Sect, tracing back to the source is also based on the legend of the Ten Halls of Hell Yama, which is somewhat similar to here。 Chu Jiang replied.

"Whoever disturbs the underworld and overturns Meng Po soup, if you don't tie your hands quickly, otherwise you will have to endure eighteen kinds of torture, so that you can't survive and die. A dull voice was like rolling thunder, from far to near, shaking Ling Han's eardrums, but Ling Han was not afraid, but instead chuckled and said: "It's a coincidence, today is just the right time to see which of our ten ghost kings or the ten halls of Yama here is more powerful, Chu City Lord, you have to behave well, you can't lose the majesty of the Sun and Moon Holy Sect!"

Chu Jiang's heart sank, his physical body did not exist, and his attack power was much inferior to before, how could he be the opponent of this Yama King, but at this moment, he had already reached a dead end, he gritted his teeth, bowed down and said: "My subordinates must do their best to live up to the high expectations of the Holy Lord." ”

As soon as Chu Jiang's words fell, two blurred figures shot from the depths of the darkness, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to catch their whereabouts at all, and at the same time, a strong pressure rushed towards him, Ling Han's expression changed, and he pulled Leng Yan back quickly, but these two figures stopped ten zhang in front of Ling Han, Ling Han couldn't dodge in his heart, so he simply stood still ten zhang away, coldly looking at these two evil stars from the depths of hell, a familiar and terrifying feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of Ling Han's heart.

The person who came was tall and short, fat and thin, and his body was dressed like an ordinary monk, but the shorter one had a pair of curved horns on the top of his head, and the whole head was like a strong bison, and the other tall man was born with the head of a horse, and the long horse face stretched forward, looking extremely strange and quite funny, both of them held shackles the thickness of the baby's arm in their hands, and the dark red aura was circulating, obviously not an ordinary black iron chain, but a sharp weapon to hook the soul and kill the soul.

Bull head and horse noodles, this is extremely familiar to Ling Han, whether it is Liao Zhai or Journey to the West, many of the gods and monsters that Ling Han has been familiar with since childhood have their figures, the legend about them is like this whole hell, it has been rooted in Ling Han's heart, at this moment, it really appeared in front of him, in addition to familiarity, there is also a kind of fear, but with the experience just now, Ling Han's fear of them is already very weak, but these two people's breath is extremely powerful, even he and Leng Yan are not opponents in their heyday, at this moment, the two of them can't even summon magic weapons, how can they get through this level, Ling Han looked at Xiaohong, who was still sleeping in his arms, I am not very sure in my heart.

"We are the Soul Envoy of Hell, who are you? Why did you trespass into Hell and knock over Meng Po soup, do you want to go into the oil pot and suffer from eternal torment?" A high-pitched and thin voice sounded, it was said by a tall and thin man with a horse's face, and his tone was cold and terrifying, making people feel cold.

"I have something important to see the lord of hell, and I bother the two messengers to spread the word, as long as I can see the master here, even if it is to go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, I will not hesitate to do it. Ling Han said neither humbly nor arrogantly, his tone was calm and confident, and that trace of fear had been deeply hidden by him.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, I have been in this ghost domain for three thousand years, but I have never heard such a joke, boy, where are you here, the lord of hell is also within the reach of a weak soul like you, why don't you drink Meng Po soup quickly, go to the other side to reincarnate early, if it falls into the hands of my brother, it will be too late to regret it, you listen to the cry of this unjust ghost, it is really at that time, you can't survive and die, don't blame Lao Niu for not reminding you." The bull-headed man sneered, his voice was low and hoarse, like burying his head in a big urn, echoing in the endless darkness, and the crying of hundreds of millions of unjust souls, even Ling Han was a little afraid in his heart, but he was quickly forcibly suppressed, and his expression only changed slightly, and he regained his calmness.

"Since the two of you are inconvenient, then you can only offend in the next place, even if you fill in this Netherworld Valley, I will find out Li Yunjing. After Ling Han finished speaking, he protected Leng Yan behind him, his whole body exuded a faint green light, he was ready to attack, Leng Yan's cultivation was far above Ling Han, naturally he was unwilling to be behind Ling Han, his whole body was full of red light, and Ling Han stood side by side, the two looked at each other, and they both showed a helpless look, although the yuan power in the dantian is full, but the amount of yuan power that can be mobilized is pitiful, such an attack is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and he will definitely die, but for Zi Ling'er, Ling Han has no intention of retreating, but Leng Yan's life and death are with him, so he feels guilty and moved in his heart, so he can only hold Leng Yan's right hand tightly and stand side by side with her, just waiting for the bull head and horse face to make a move。

"Why should young people be so impulsive? With your current strength, even if you make a move, it will only be a death struggle, what is the point? Once you fight us, it will be against the iron laws of hell, and you will be tortured for eternity, you really think clearly. Just as Ling Han and Leng Yan were preparing to attack, Ma Mian's shrill voice sounded again, but this time there was no longer any coercion in Sen Han's tone, but with a deep temptation.

Ling Han had the Meditation Divine Jade in his body, so he would naturally not be affected by this bewitching power, but the sudden change in the attitude of this horse face made him very puzzled, it was easy to take down Ling Han with their strength, if it was in the real hell, this soul seduction messenger was the nemesis of the undead in the world, where would it take so many lips and tongues? He looked carefully and found that this bull-headed and horse-faced eyes did not sweep Xiao Hong in Ling Han's arms, there was fear and vigilance in his eyes, Ling Han suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that his speculation is not wrong, Xiao Hong is his biggest reliance in this Netherworld Ghost Valley, and it is also the nemesis of all yin and evil ghosts, at this moment Xiao Hong is still asleep, they are so scruples, if Xiao Hong really makes a move, how can they have a chance to escape?

Thinking through the joints, Ling Han's heart was settled, he smiled lightly and said: "It's not that I'm impulsive, it's really a last resort, as long as the two messengers can spread the word, everyone will have their own place, and naturally they will be safe." As he spoke, he kissed and stroked Xiao Hong's fine fiery scale armor with his hand, the threat in his tone was very obvious, if this bull head and horse face didn't give way, then Ling Han would not hesitate to make a move.

"Boy, don't kick your nose in the face, there is no possibility of this matter, since you broke in by mistake, it also means that you have not finished your life, now as long as you go back the same way, my brothers and sisters will not embarrass you, you get out of here!"

"Since the two of you are so resolute, then you can only offend, and I will break through this hell. Ling Han was unmoved and said lightly.

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