Chapter 274: Blood Abyss

Chapter 265: Blood Abyss

"It seems that there is no trace of that one here, could it be 、、、、、、?"

"I believe that the only one who sees that one now should be Yishuo Gongzi. ”

"That's right, Young Master Yi Shuo is the only person here who knows spells, maybe that one will be able to take a fancy to Soul Luo because of this, and he will pass him directly?"

"Don't forget, that one is the one who has fallen into the devil. I don't think that's a good thing for Yi Shuo. ”

"Although it is not a good thing for Yi Shuo, it may be a good thing for the people of the Wu Clan, after all, the people of the Wu Clan know more about spells than others, and they can even find things that can be absorbed in spells. ”

"Brother Bai, but don't forget that the spell of the Blood Transformation Dafa is from the Wu Clan, and no one can dissolve the anger in it at that time, do you think Yi Shuo has this ability?"

"Whether there is or not is not something we can judge, but it may be a good thing for him, after all, if that one is still alive, he is a pity according to his character, he will only give his money, not a sword, even if the one has entered the devil, but for those who can help him, he will love well. ”

"Let's hope so, we should go back to our lives after this incident. The three of them also disappeared, and after they left, many of them left one after another.

"Where is this, why did I come to this place?" Soul Luo looked at the scene in front of him, this is a vast snowfield, but this is not an ordinary snowfield, this is not the cold of the Far North snowfield, but there is a feeling like a spring breeze, and the snowflakes here are not white, but blood-red. Soul Luo stretched out his hand and caught the falling snowflakes in his hands, and the snowflakes turned into blood-red water after falling into his hands, and then disappeared.

"This is the blood abyss. It's a place where blood-colored snowflakes fall all year round, but it wasn't like that before, it used to be a place where the grass was green and grassy, but there was a river here, and the water was red, so it was called the Blood Abyss. ”

"But why is this the way it is now? This snowflake 、、、、、、"

"This snowflake was formed 2,000 years ago, but not because of me. "Under a dead tree, a man appeared, dressed in blood-red clothes. The hair is also blood red. The old tree was so old and with a thick trunk that even ten adults might not be able to hold him.

"What's the reason for that?"

"The blood abyss, as the name suggests, is a place full of blood, in the legend, here is a place where wandering spirits gather, here is the condensation of the blood of all the dead, this blood abyss comes from all living beings, and when the time comes, it will return to all living beings, the blood abyss is like this, the source has no end, he will always have a vast border, but it is as small as a mustard seed. Sumeru hides mustard seeds, mustard seeds Na Sumeru. ”

"Mustard Seed Na Sumeru, Sumeru Hide Mustard Seed, can it be said that this is a blessed land?" Soul Luo looked at the person and said, only then did he see his face clearly, he was very slender, and his whole body seemed to be dry. Soul Luo never had any breath of life at his body, but he couldn't feel any death at all.

"No, it's not a blessed land here, but a 、、、、、、 cave heaven, ten cave heavens, thirty-six small cave heavens, seventy-two blessed lands, and eighteen water mansions, this is the blood abyss blessed land among the ten blessed lands. Each of the ten caves has its own value and meaning of existence, or the meaning of maintaining the stability of a world. The Blood Abyss Cave Heaven is also known as the Blood Realm, which is a place between life and death. After death, the souls of the dead will gather here, and then there will be a messenger of the Yin soldiers who will take those who wander here to the legendary netherworld, through the Lethe River, step on the Nai He Bridge, and after the judgment of the legendary Hades, the name will be engraved on the Sansheng Stone. Drink the Meng Po soup. Begin the six realms of reincarnation. ”

"Then you are 、、、、、、"

"I'm also a geist, but now there are no Yin soldiers here to guide the ghost, so I've been here for more than 2,000 years. ”

"Are you the owner or builder of that Heavenly King's Master Cemetery?" Soul Luo asked, since that Heavenly King's Division was connected to this place, he could come here, which also showed that this place was inextricably linked to the owner or builder there.

"What do you think?" the man said, smiling softly. looked at Soul Luo.

"If I'm not mistaken、、、、、、 you should be the king. ”

"Perhaps, the years are too long. I have forgotten, but I remember that in that tomb, there is a stone carved swag, which is a key that links here, and in the legend, the swag can carry the mountains and mountains, and some can even carry a blessed land and caves. You can get here, maybe it's that kind of. ”

"Uh, isn't this one because of the ghost you did, that I'm here?" said Soul Luo, looking at the dry man.

"Oh, yes, yes, I've forgotten about it. Hee-hee-hee-he But now it is certain that this person should be the king. Only the king can live here without restraint, even as a yin spirit, living here is also depressing, because there is a realm of yin and yang balance here, the yin spirit is very disgusted with anger, but for the soul fall, this is nothing more than a holy place, where he can't feel the cold from the depths of the bone marrow.

"But、、、、、、 you are very special, you are like a fish in water here, and there is no discomfort, it is really unprecedented, which great family are you from?"

"Hmph," Soul Luo waved his hand, and the puppet appeared, prepared a coffee table, and two futons, and then began to make tea. "Sit down and have a cup of tea. ”

"Oh, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" the man was stunned, and Soul Luo's behavior was very casual, as if he was facing a friend.

"No, a king's realm, a heavenly king, it is inevitable to make people laugh at a small person like me, or sit down and drink a cup of tea, it can be regarded as a little heart of the juniors. ”

"Since you warmly want to invite, I will no longer be pretentious, after all, I have not enjoyed this long tea fragrance for more than 2,000 years. You're a son of the Wu clan. ”