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For the Bright Dao, it is the fundamental law of Su Qinian, and he has always been very sure of the root of the original Dao, but today he has not been able to see the slightest evil, and the filth is not visible, and the gaze of the side is still there, and the breathing sound in his ears is getting warmer and warmer.

Call!

Huo Di turned around, Su Qiannian stared at the gray skeleton beside him again, the rickety skeleton had hollow eyes, and as he turned around, his gaze and breathing disappeared again.

frowned, this is a little weird, such as Su Qinian, also a little hairy, for the ordinary people of the Xuanhuang land, this is the underworld, is the place where the ghost returns, but how to walk on the bridge, the past is no longer the dust, the next world is like the sea, into the six reincarnations.

If this is really the underworld, it must have given birth to unimaginable changes, suspected Meng Po's bones, the desolate Huangquan Road, and even the stone statues seen along the way into this tomb, like bull heads and horse faces, and many ghosts under the command of Yama of the underworld, have been annihilated in the long years.

Su Qinian's heart moved, he stretched out a hand, turned his palm upward, a black porcelain bowl with a missing corner appeared, the bowl body trembled slightly, and in the originally empty bowl, the water light was faintly visible, coming and going, like an illusion.

Don't......

This bowl is the inheritance of the Qingyang Peak, even the Jiyuan Zhenren does not know the origin, but it has been left in the Qingyang Palace since the beginning of the opening of the Qingyang Peak, and it is rumored that it involves a change of life, which cannot be verified.

Su Qinian looked at the porcelain bowl with a missing angle in his hand, and then at the gray and white bones of the thin and stiff suspected Meng Po, and suddenly a somewhat unbelievable guess was born in his heart, if it was true, it would be too shocking, Qingyang Peak is in the vein, I am afraid that it is far from what he knows now.

A bowl of Meng Po soup, reincarnation is empty!

Su Qiannian groaned, leaned over and put the lightly trembling corner porcelain bowl in his hand into the slender skeleton's hand.

This is......

The next moment, Su Qinian's pupils contracted violently, and he saw a bowl of clear soup rising out of thin air in the porcelain bowl, and a five-colored halo was born.

The five flavors of life are exhausted, and reincarnation is followed by reincarnation!

This bowl is Meng Po soup!

Su Qinian took a deep breath, and then looked at the thin and clumsy gray bones, which had already weathered into ashes silently.

Meng Po?

Su Qinian's eyes were contemplative, this should be the last bowl of Meng Po soup.

However, after walking on the bridge, I don't remember the past, and the next reincarnation is no longer myself.

Finally sighed, Su Qinian put away the broken porcelain bowl, if even Meng Po is gone, is the bridge still the bridge?

Across the Nai He Bridge, Su Qiannian came to the opposite bank, the blue river meandered, and when he arrived here, he returned into a straight river, Su Qiannian looked into the distance and captured some of the breath that belonged to the human race.

However, even if he arrived here, his spiritual will was still greatly suppressed, and Su Qinian could only take care of the area around him for tens of zhang, and it was difficult to travel far.

Call!

Su Qiannian stepped forward, there was no trace of the road under his feet, all the roads here were suppressed, only the ghost road was prosperous, but for Su Qinian, the bright road was blazing, he could protect his body, and his combat power would not be affected too much.

More than ten miles away.

On the shore of Huangquan, there is a circular landform, which seems to be above a meteorite, but the sun and the starry sky are not visible.

At the end of this circular landform, the blue yellow spring water flows into an ancient city, a city that does not look very big, but enough to vicissitudes of life, no life, the dark city gate is closed, I don't know what kind of material it is made of, but it is a hundred zhang high, but even if it is separated by more than ten miles, it also gives people a sense of heaviness from the depths of the soul, like the place where all souls return.

Su Qiannian came to this circular area, into the eye, is a ring sinkhole of different sizes, the big one can have a square circle, the small one is only dozens of zhang, in this one ring sinkhole after another, the killing sound continues, some sinkholes in the blood and bones are horizontal, there are human races, there are ghost clans, there are underworld clans, Su Qiannian stands by the Yellow Spring, overlooking the four directions, as if one after another......

Colosseum!

Yes, it's like a gladiatorial arena, and it's a gladiatorial arena of life and death, not only the difference between victory and defeat, but also the difference between life and death.

Rumble!

A dazzling light burst out, it was a supreme fluctuation, more than ten miles away, in front of the silent ancient city, Su Qinian stared into the distance, a figure, belonging to the human race, the blood was monstrous, both fists struck, slamming the dark city gate into a gap more than a foot wide, and rushed into it.

Bang dang!

Soon, as his figure did not enter it, the city gate closed again, and through the gap opened by the city gate, Su Qinian saw a lot of figures from the three clans, but the city gate was too fast from opening a gap to closing, with Su Qinian's eyesight, in this world where the spiritual will was suppressed, he couldn't see the void and reality clearly.

"And the fish that slipped through the net!"

At this time, someone found Su Qiannian, who was a middle-aged ghost clan, standing in the nearest circular sinkhole, with half of the corpse under his feet, belonging to a young master of the human race, he opened his mouth and inhaled, and the corpse under his feet quickly dried up, and a large amount of essence was swallowed in his mouth and nose, and the middle-aged ghost clan showed a little intoxication, and said softly: "It's really an intoxicating taste, no wonder in the ancient barbarian era, the most raised by all races was the human race, which is the best ration given by heaven and earth to all races." ”

Su Qinian's eyes gradually became cold, looking around the circular area in front of him, among the hundreds of sinkholes, nearly half of the sinkholes are fighting, on the edge of the sinkhole, there are still many ghosts and underworlds who have not yet made a move, most of these people show mockery and playfulness at the corners of their mouths, and some of the sinkholes that have not been killed also have bloody gas, broken soldiers and broken bones, most of which belong to the human race.

One step, Su Qiannian fell into the sinkhole and walked towards the middle-aged ghost clan.

"It's not a small guts, just the cultivation of the fourth step of the realm, I can actually get here, let me guess, there is a not weak holy soldier body on the body, but unfortunately, when I get here, I still can't use the laws of the holy realm, and the holy soldier is only a little stronger here. The middle-aged ghost clan's tone was a little joking, and said, "But the only thing that is fortunate for you here is the cultivation below the Holy Realm, and the power of Huangquan is no longer suppressed, so dying like this may be able to be called some dignity for you, what do you say?"

Rumble!

In response to him, it was Su Qinian's fist.

The immeasurable light illuminated this sinkhole, Su Qinian's fist was like a small sun, following the dragon-shaped trajectory, like a heavenly dragon swimming, he took a step, the time road was under his feet, and under the eyes of the middle-aged ghost clan who didn't even have time to be shocked, he arrived at the place in front of him.

Bang!

It's too fast, like a light at the beginning of the opening of the world, crossing the starry sky of the universe, traversing the ancient and modern future, the middle-aged ghost clan was beaten to pieces, when the air exploded, the ghost blood splashed, with a gloomy and cold breath, alarming some young masters of the ghost and underworld races who had not been concerned not far away.

"Your words, too much. ”

In the circular sinkhole, Su Qinian's eyes were very cold, his tone was very light, he raised his feet and stepped through, through the splashes of blood and bones, the coarse white robe was like snow, not stained with dust, and it overflowed with a glimmer of light, falling into the eyes of many young people of the ghost clan and the underworld, just like the god clan, which made them feel disgusted and hated.

Even some of the young masters of the two races frowned, the bright aura on the young people of this human race made them feel disgusted and uncomfortable even more than the god race.

"How is that possible!"

In the annular region, there are not many strong people in the previous generation of ghosts and underworlds, but they are all very powerful, many of them are saintly realm figures, even if they do not enter the holy realm, they are also rare masters in the open heaven realm, they seem to be middle-aged, but in fact they are not young, they have deep savings, many means and secret methods, although there are many reasons, it is difficult to become holy, but the combat power is strong, and it is by no means under the young holy forbidden king of the same realm.

And now, such a strong man of the previous generation, who was rarely defeated in the Open Heaven Realm, was killed by a young man of the Terran race who was not the fourth step of the Terran realm, and he was beaten alive, this sense of gap made it difficult for many strong people of the two races to accept the previous generation, and even the younger generation of strong people, and felt that it was a little outrageous and unrealistic.

"I'll meet him!"

This is a young master of the ghost clan, who was originally standing on the top of the circular sinkhole to watch the battle, but now he showed great interest, walked towards Su Qiannian, and fell into the sinkhole where Su Qiannian was in the second step, cutting off the way ahead.

"A descendant of the Ghost King of the Prison Family, a Holy Forbidden King. ”

"The Open Heaven Realm has come to an end, the law divine chain is condensed, it can be called a semi-saint, if it is not for the difficulty of using the law of the holy realm, I am afraid that this son will not even be able to withstand the law qi. ”

"No one can trample on our face, and they will bear a price worse than death. ”

Some of the masters of the two clans talked, and they were very concerned about this battle, most of the supreme physique, and the young powerhouses above the half-step ancestor ban had already entered that ancient city, so in this circular area of gladiatorial fighting, such a duel at this time could attract the attention of the vast majority of people.

In the annular sinkhole.

Su Qiannian never stopped, his steps were not slow or hurried, nor did he unfold his body, he just walked forward calmly, but it was such a gesture that made the eyes of the descendants of the young ghost king dozens of feet away in front of him cold, which was despising him and not taking him in his eyes.

"You don't have the guts to ......"

Rise!

Before his words fell, he was covered by a earth-shaking dragon groan, which was Su Qinian's fist, drawing a trajectory from the beginning to the yang, brilliant, a more fiery and more powerful battle blood than before, falling into the eyes of the masters of the two clans in the Tiankeng, it was like a divine furnace that had been refined for thousands of years, and suddenly lifted the lid of the furnace, and spewed out the hottest divine fire.