Chapter Ninety-Five: Human Life Is as Cheap as Grass
The old man grinned, but that smile was terrifying to Jing Yi and the others.
The old man's words almost made Dongfang Juemu jump, he felt that his whole body was now bubbling with cold, and his eyes were straight.
"So what are you? Dongfang Juemu couldn't help but say, but as soon as the words came out, he felt a little speechless, shrunk his neck and said with a smile: "I didn't mean that." ”
The old man smiled, but he didn't care, no matter what Dongfang Juemu said, he just smiled and said, "Do you want to cross the river?"
He looked like a very patient old monster, waiting for the fish to take the bait, and at this moment, Dongfang Juemu obviously subconsciously used himself as bait.
On the other hand, Jing Yi was humble and polite, stepped forward to give a salute, and said, "Old man, we want to cross the river." ”
The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly swept out the essence of light, blooming with glittering brilliance, Jing Yi was on the top, without timidity, the unique light in the young man's eyes was extremely bright.
"I'm not human. The old man pondered for a moment, then showed a mouthful of bright yellow teeth, showing the same smile as Fang Cai.
"I just want to leave the Netherlands, what conditions do you have. Jingyi said.
The old man looked at Jing Yi curiously, his eyes flashed, he looked at Jing Yi for a long time, but he couldn't see the depth, and only smiled slightly after a long time: "Come down, I'll send you across the river." ”
Jing Yi was about to jump down, but was tightly held by Dongfang Juemu and said, "Don't go down, he's not human." ”
"It doesn't matter, even if you can ferry in the Netherworld, how can you be an ordinary person. Jing Yi shook his head and said, his eyes were extremely firm.
The old man docked the bamboo raft to the shore, and the rolling netherworld water rippled, rippling in a circle, like fish scales, as if indicating the ups and downs of people's lives, with constant twists and turns.
Jingyi jumped on the bamboo raft, Dongfang Juemu hesitated again and again, and had no choice but to jump on this boat with an unknown future, after all, this bamboo raft in the Netherworld River was their only hope.
"The sails are on. The old man shouted, and the white sails standing on the bamboo raft were blown whirring in the cold yin wind, but they also charged against the yin wind.
The Netherworld River is very long, I don't know how many miles long, the river is black, and it is inherently mysterious, which makes people fearful, but this qiē does not seem to cause much deterrence to Jingyi, he lies down comfortably on the bamboo raft and closes his eyes quietly.
"What a guts. The old man exclaimed in his heart.
"Brother Jing, can you calm down now?" Dongfang Juemu was sweating coldly, and since he got on this bamboo raft, he was bubbling with cold air all over his body.
"It's okay, if you lie down and take care of your spirits, if something unexpected happens later, you can have the strength to deal with it. "Jingyi is extremely calm, better than a leisurely stroll, indescribably relaxed.
Dongfang Juemu looked carefully, wanting to see if Jing Yi was pretending to be calm, but he couldn't find a flaw in Jing Yi's expression, looking at the young man's full smile, his expression was easy-going, and the wind was light, as if he had put life and death out of the way.
"So confident?" Dongfang Juemu also lay on the bamboo raft as if he was infected, and closed his eyes.
The old man smiled without saying a word, slowly shook the bamboo pole, and crossed the river for the two of them in the vast dark river.
Gradually, for some reason, Jing Yi fell asleep, his heart gradually sank, and his body was like a flying fugue, and the wonderful realm was self-evident, like a finger dancing on the clouds.
In the dream, a big finger of the sky was pressed, breaking through the illusion, and the mystery in his heart was opened, his eyes shot a divine light, and the big finger touched, and with a bang, the dream was all broken.
"Huh?" Jing Yi suddenly woke up from his dream, and there was a softness under him, he and Dongfang Juemu were in the white clouds, lying on top of the nine heavens!
"It's so comfortable. Dongfang Juemu let out a groan.
Jing Yi woke him up with a slap, weren't the two of them on the bamboo raft! How could they be in the white clouds now, and where was the netherworld ferryman! And he was a monk, with strong reading and control, how could he fall asleep!
A series of questions followed, he seemed to have returned to the Flood Desolation Realm, the pulse of the hidden dragon in the abyss echoed in his mind, like a dream, but there was a very clear presentation in his mind.
"Where are we?" Dongfang Juemu rubbed his eyes and said vaguely.
"In heaven. Jingyi said.
Dongfang Juemu snorted, jumped up in one step, and said, "They all said that they wouldn't let you get on the boat, you didn't have to get on it." ”
"We are in heaven. Jing Yi saw that he had misunderstood the meaning, and hurriedly explained.
"I know in the sky, Sister Linglong, Sister Fengxi, I won't see you anymore! Dongfang Juemu let out a long howl of sorrow and let out a miserable cry.
Jing Yi was accustomed to it, stepped on the clouds, and landed on the ground of the Flood Desolation Realm, this down-to-earth feeling made him sure that they had really returned to the Flood Desolation Realm.
Eight hundred hanging islands, each of which is different from each other, emerges on the sky.
The earth is reckless, a burst of ancient flood and desolation breath came to the face, and even half a figure could not be seen on the land that had been desolate for thousands of years.
"West, the stone key should not be far from here. Jing Yi pondered.
Dongfang Juemu behind him was afraid that Jing Yi would leave him, and before Jing Yi could go away, he immediately chased after him.
"Brother Jing, you and I are still working together in this desolate territory, and the chances of survival are greater. Dongfang Juemu said cheekily.
"Don't play tricks, quickly calculate where the stone key is, we have delayed a lot of time, don't be preempted by others." Jing Yi hurriedly said.
"Okay!" Dongfang Juemu was overjoyed when he saw the scene around him, he also knew that he was not dead, and he had successfully escaped life, as for the supernatural things that happened in the place of this coffin, he didn't bother to think about it.
The rich essence of heaven and earth is rolling in, this time, Dongfang Juemu doesn't have to work so hard anymore, a small stone key, he is not a problem at all.
I saw Dongfang Juemu take a deep breath, and the magic seals in his palm were connected, and one after another light seals flew, and the tortoise shell trembled slightly, making a roar.
A beam of light flew out onto the tortoiseshell, and the jade coins in it were lined up in the sky, pointing to a hanging island not far away.
"Let's go!" Jing Yi moved, turned into Changhong, and crisscrossed the sky.
Dongfang Juemu followed closely with the Void Divine Technique.
On the hanging island, there are many strange stones, and a series of terrifying deep ditches criss-cross, and even the hills on some islands have been split by people, and the traces of peerless weapons have fallen.
These are all left over from the Great War of the Supreme Powerful in the past, which shows some of the past of this place, where there were terrible strong men who fought here.
"Wang Feng, if you hand over the stone key, I am willing to pay a high price for it. "A tall man, with a face like a crown of jade, very handsome, wearing a blue shirt, holding a blue spear, and a wave of energy like water ripples on his body.
This is a master of the Nine Heavens of the Purple Mansion, and his cultivation is extremely good in the Flood Desolation Realm, and they don't know how to bypass the vein of the hidden dragon in the abyss, come here, and take the lead in finding the stone key.
"Chen Wuxin, can you afford to buy this stone key! This is the token to the Demon King Tomb, with you? hahahaha!" Wang Feng laughed, extremely proud.
Chen Wuxin's eyes were cold and cold, staring at the stone key in Wang Feng's hand, constantly shining with brilliance, but he had to endure it, the conditions proposed by Wang Feng were too harsh.
"Then don't blame me. Chen Wuxin's eyes became cold, and when he stepped forward, a thousand-pound boulder under his feet immediately shattered, and the earth cracked a ravine, quickly spreading to Wang Feng.
Wang Feng's face changed greatly, he never thought that this Chen Wuxin was so strong, with his cultivation, he couldn't do it at all.
The island was gray and dark, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird, like a battlefield that had disappeared in ancient times, and now it had reappeared, and this sky-high evil aura was enough to drive some people who were not determined to go crazy.
Chen Wuxin stretched out a big hand, simple and direct, a bright bare hand, like a heavenly monument under the town, which made people change color shockingly.
At the same time, the person who was secretly eyeing him made a move and performed it together with Chen Wuxin, but before Wang Feng could react, he was shocked into pieces by these countless big hands, and the blood mist floated in the air and gradually dispersed.
A crystal stone key, like a stone not a stone, like a jade but not a jade, just fell to the ground.
Boom!
Several Changhongs rushed out of the ground at the same time, grabbing everyone towards the stone key, using their own means, sacrificing their own Dao soldiers, and attacking and killing one person at the forefront!
The people who rushed to the forefront, no matter how against the sky, they couldn't help so many monks to attack in turn, and the power of the Dao soldiers was unimaginable, this was a vast Dao force.
The man was shattered on the spot, leaving no bones behind, turning into a cloud of blood mist and exploding into the air.
"This stone key is mine!" A man greedily stretched out his palm, and a sharp sword light slashed through, directly cutting off his arm, causing him to lose a lot of essence and blood, and flew away with hatred, and if he didn't retreat, he would lose his life.
This hanging island is in chaos, and the monks have sacrificed the bloodiest hand to attack and kill, all vying for the dominance of the stone key, which is the closest area to the Demon King Tomb, not only are there many masters, but the competition is also fierce.
In a matter of moments, no less than fifty monks were killed or wounded, and some fragments of Dao soldiers fell to the ground.
The ravines of the earth are deeper, and the monks fight, and the Dao power that flies to the heavens and the earth can also be destroyed.
Whoa!
The cold wind on the horizon is even colder, there are hundreds of monks fighting here, fighting for this stone key, blood stains the earth red, although it is the same door, but there is no love for the same door, except for fighting for the upper position, there is nothing else.
Jing Yi was in the distance, and he was not in a hurry to make a move, for so many days, he was used to seeing this kind of fighting, and he had long been accustomed to it, he was waiting to make a move, to be the yellow bird.
Several of the most powerful monks stood at the end of the battle and began the final battle, the stone key still on the ground.
A red-clothed monk, decisive in killing, fierce in attack, killed twenty-two monks in a row, I don't know how much blood was stained on his body, and finally had the last laugh.
"You actually have a Dao soldier cultivated by a Yuanying Realm cultivator!There is also an ancient-level divine power!" One of the monks who died in his hands was full of surprise before he died.
The red-clothed monk's eyes did not show the slightest emotion, his body moved, tearing the man in half, the corners of his mouth showed a sneer, and he picked up the stone key, and on the other side, Jing Yi, who was dressed in white, walked out, and his eyes were also staring at the stone key.
"You're strong?" Jing Yi said calmly.
"Just try it. "The red-clothed monk is very conceited, he made a seal on his palm, turning into a big tripod of mountains and rivers, which is engraved with the pattern of mountains and rivers, and the coexistence of mountains and rivers is a piece of heaven!
Rumble!
The void trembled, as if it was about to break, and several pieces of rubble weighing 10,000 catties collapsed, turned into flying ashes, and rushed in all directions.
Jing Yi stood on the cusp of the storm, standing still, he calmly pressed down on a palm, without any fancy, this was a palm that he mobilized the Taixu Origin combined with the combat power of the Flood Fighting Body.
The red-clothed monk vomited blood and flew upside down, a monk of the Purple Mansion Ninefold, under Jing Yi's hands, couldn't hold a move!
"Now, it's up to me to take this stone key. Jing Yi said with a smile.
Not far away, there was a loud shout, also full of ambition towards the stone key.
"Not necessarily!"