Chapter 1581
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Although the suppression of the great way in the world of heaven and earth has disappeared, the road is always above all living beings, but it gives him a completely different feeling. Han Yu thinks that it is much easier to practice here than in the outside world.
The Tao here is completely different from that of the outside world. This subtle change of Tao can only be felt when it reaches the realm of martial sage.
The underworld world is not like the dimensional space attached to the Kun world, but a world on an equal footing with the Kun world.
Han Yu was shocked for a long time and could not calm down. He followed the Yin soldiers through luanshi hill, flying knife Canyon, skeleton Gobi, Naihe bridge and other Jedi, and finally arrived at the sea of blood.
These Jedi have been restored, and the dry sea of blood is rolling. On the edge of the sea of blood, there stands a giant, who is the patron saint of the sea of blood. It seems that they have been waiting here for a long time.
The guardian God of the sea of blood has a human figure. His whole body is covered with black bristles, like steel needles. Each of them seems to be extremely hard. He holds an axe in his right hand and quietly waits for the Yin soldiers to pass by.
"Master of martial arts in the early stage!" Han Yu secretly explores the breath of the guardian God of the sea of blood.
Soon, Yin soldiers came to the blood sea Guardian God and stopped. The blood sea Guardian God bowed and said, "master, please come out!"
"Well?" Han Yu's eyes are on the second coffin. In the first coffin is a rotten corpse, and the ancestor called by the guardian God of the sea of blood is definitely in the second coffin.
"Bang!" The lid of the coffin exploded and a complaint rang out.
"Suffocate me, grandfather, why did you take me to lie in the coffin..."
It's a little girl's voice.
"Girl." Han Yu's heart moved. The voice was the girl's. However, Han Yu didn't have any change. He watched quietly.
The old madman pulled the girl up from the coffin. Han Yu could only see their backs.
The Yin soldiers were still, numbly carrying the coffin, regardless of what was going on in the coffin.
"Master, long time no see!" He grinned at the big yellow guard.
The old madman did not speak and jumped on the ground with the girl. Suddenly, the old madman turned to look at Han Yu.
Han Yu was stunned. Today's old madman gave him a strange feeling.
"Come out." The light way of the old madman.
"Er..." Han Yu was dumb. The old madman at this time did not look like a madman at all. His eyes were extremely clear.
Han Yu walked out of the team of Yin soldiers. The girl was overjoyed to see that she threw off the old Madman's hand and ran to Han Yu. I haven't seen her for many years. She hasn't changed all the time, just like the rain butterfly in those years.
Han Yu picked up the girl, went to the old madman, slightly arched his back, and said, "I've seen you, master."
The old madman nodded, and the guardian God of the sea of blood came over. Every step he stepped on would make the ground tremble. He looked at Han Yu and said with a smile, "little friend, we are meeting again."
Han Yu nodded.
In the past, he was as small as a mole ant in front of the guardian God of the sea of blood, but now, Han Yu has equal strength with him.
The guardian God of the sea of blood looked at the old madman and said, "what's your advice for your coming this time?"
"I want to see Dugu Yijian!" said the old madman
Blood Sea guard God way: "master, come with me." The patron saint of the blood sea made a gesture of invitation. It can be seen that he not only knew the old madman, but also respected him very much.
Old madman with Han Yu, girl with the blood sea Guardian God to fly to the depth of the blood sea.
Han Yu has a lot of questions to ask the old madman and the guardian God of blood sea, but now he thinks it is not the time. All the way speechless, crossing the void several times, three islands arranged in equilateral triangle appeared in the sight of several people.
After seeing the scene on the three islands, Han Yu's face changed slightly.
"The three islands are corpse Island, coffin island and tablet Island," the guardian God of blood sea said
There are countless corpses on the corpse island; there are countless coffins on the coffin Island, which are the same as the coffins used by the old madmen when they come in; there are countless stone tablets on the tablet Island, but there are no tombstones.
In the distance, a gloomy and cold air came to his face, which made some saints like Han Yu numb their scalp. The girl had long been blindfolded by Han Yu and shivered in Han Yu's arms.
"Those bodies, coffins, why not bury them?" Han Yu asked the guardian of the sea of blood.
"The corpse island has the rules of the corpse Island, and the coffin island also has the rules of the coffin island." The sea of blood protects the Shinto.
"You didn't set the rules yet?" Han Yu asked.
The guardian God of the sea of blood did not speak. Han Yu flew over the corpse Island, and they could see the bodies piled up in disorder. Some of them were rotten and some seemed to have just arrived. Corpse water and blood water gathered into countless rivers and flowed into the sea of blood. Han Yu doubted whether the blood in the sea of blood came from corpse island.
However, there is no mosquito on the island.
"Well?" Suddenly, Han Yu felt a familiar breath, which originated from the same vein as the finger of God.Han Yu found that the blood flowing out of many corpses on the corpse Island carries the original spirit of the finger of God. Some bodies are more, some bodies are less.
"Are these corpses from heaven and its descendants?" Han Yu was shocked.
Han Yu couldn't help asking, "Guardian God, you destroyed the holy land of Lingxiao?"
"Don't call me Guardian God, I'm Hei Bao. You have to ask this old man," he said with a bitter smile
Black violence points to the old madman.
Han Yu was stunned. He looked at the old madman in an incredible way. The Lingxiao holy land was destroyed by the old madman.
"How strong is this old man?" Han Yu took a deep breath. Although he didn't know how powerful the Lingxiao holy land was, it was bottomless for him to destroy it alone.
The old madman did not speak and seemed unwilling to bring up the subject again.
"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Asked the girl.
"Nothing." Han Yu took his eyes back, and his heart was filled with waves. He wanted to know the strength of the old madman. However, the old madman became a saint in his flesh. He could not tell his strength from his breath.
"Daya is comparable to the people in the early stage of wusheng. The old madman must be better than Daya. Can't it be compared with the strong man in the middle period of wusheng?" Han Yu thought more and more frightened. He suddenly realized that in this world, I'm afraid there are still many masters like the old madman. Although he has a very strong ability to cross the level to fight, but it is not necessarily invincible.
Black storm with several people across the corpse Island, to the monument island.
The environment of Bei island is not so good as that of corpse island. It is miserable everywhere, with a sense of cold.
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Although the suppression of the great way in the world of heaven and earth has disappeared, the road is always above all living beings, but it gives him a completely different feeling. Han Yu thinks that it is much easier to practice here than in the outside world.
The Tao here is completely different from that of the outside world. This subtle change of Tao can only be felt when it reaches the realm of martial sage.
The underworld world is not like the dimensional space attached to the Kun world, but a world on an equal footing with the Kun world.
Han Yu was shocked for a long time and could not calm down. He followed the Yin soldiers through luanshi hill, flying knife Canyon, skeleton Gobi, Naihe bridge and other Jedi, and finally arrived at the sea of blood.
These Jedi have been restored, and the dry sea of blood is rolling. On the edge of the sea of blood, there stands a giant, who is the patron saint of the sea of blood. It seems that they have been waiting here for a long time.
The guardian God of the sea of blood has a human figure. His whole body is covered with black bristles, like steel needles. Each of them seems to be extremely hard. He holds an axe in his right hand and quietly waits for the Yin soldiers to pass by.
"Master of martial arts in the early stage!" Han Yu secretly explores the breath of the guardian God of the sea of blood.
Soon, Yin soldiers came to the blood sea Guardian God and stopped. The blood sea Guardian God bowed and said, "master, please come out!"
"Well?" Han Yu's eyes are on the second coffin. In the first coffin is a rotten corpse, and the ancestor called by the guardian God of the sea of blood is definitely in the second coffin.
"Bang!" The lid of the coffin exploded and a complaint rang out.
"Suffocate me, grandfather, why did you take me to lie in the coffin..."
It's a little girl's voice.
"Girl." Han Yu's heart moved. The voice was the girl's. However, Han Yu didn't have any change. He watched quietly.
The old madman pulled the girl up from the coffin. Han Yu could only see their backs.
The Yin soldiers were still, numbly carrying the coffin, regardless of what was going on in the coffin.
"Master, long time no see!" He grinned at the big yellow guard.
The old madman did not speak and jumped on the ground with the girl. Suddenly, the old madman turned to look at Han Yu.
Han Yu was stunned. Today's old madman gave him a strange feeling.
"Come out." The light way of the old madman.
"Er..." Han Yu was dumb. The old madman at this time did not look like a madman at all. His eyes were extremely clear.
Han Yu walked out of the team of Yin soldiers. The girl was overjoyed to see that she threw off the old Madman's hand and ran to Han Yu. I haven't seen her for many years. She hasn't changed all the time, just like the rain butterfly in those years.
Han Yu picked up the girl, went to the old madman, slightly arched his back, and said, "I've seen you, master."
The old madman nodded, and the guardian God of the sea of blood came over. Every step he stepped on would make the ground tremble. He looked at Han Yu and said with a smile, "little friend, we are meeting again."
Han Yu nodded.
In the past, he was as small as a mole ant in front of the guardian God of the sea of blood, but now, Han Yu has equal strength with him.
The guardian God of the sea of blood looked at the old madman and said, "what's your advice for your coming this time?"
"I want to see Dugu Yijian!" said the old madman
Blood Sea guard God way: "master, come with me." The patron saint of the blood sea made a gesture of invitation. It can be seen that he not only knew the old madman, but also respected him very much.
Old madman with Han Yu, girl with the blood sea Guardian God to fly to the depth of the blood sea.
Han Yu has a lot of questions to ask the old madman and the guardian God of blood sea, but now he thinks it is not the time. All the way speechless, crossing the void several times, three islands arranged in equilateral triangle appeared in the sight of several people.
After seeing the scene on the three islands, Han Yu's face changed slightly.
"The three islands are corpse Island, coffin island and tablet Island," the guardian God of blood sea said
There are countless corpses on the corpse island; there are countless coffins on the coffin Island, which are the same as the coffins used by the old madmen when they come in; there are countless stone tablets on the tablet Island, but there are no tombstones.
In the distance, a gloomy and cold air came to his face, which made some saints like Han Yu numb their scalp. The girl had long been blindfolded by Han Yu and shivered in Han Yu's arms.
"Those bodies, coffins, why not bury them?" Han Yu asked the guardian of the sea of blood.
"The corpse island has the rules of the corpse Island, and the coffin island also has the rules of the coffin island." The sea of blood protects the Shinto.
"You didn't set the rules yet?" Han Yu asked.
The guardian God of the sea of blood did not speak. Han Yu flew over the corpse Island, and they could see the bodies piled up in disorder. Some of them were rotten and some seemed to have just arrived. Corpse water and blood water gathered into countless rivers and flowed into the sea of blood. Han Yu doubted whether the blood in the sea of blood came from corpse island.
However, there is no mosquito on the island.
"Well?" Suddenly, Han Yu felt a familiar breath, which originated from the same vein as the finger of God.Han Yu found that the blood flowing out of many corpses on the corpse Island carries the original spirit of the finger of God. Some bodies are more, some bodies are less.
"Are these corpses from heaven and its descendants?" Han Yu was shocked.
Han Yu couldn't help asking, "Guardian God, you destroyed the holy land of Lingxiao?"
"Don't call me Guardian God, I'm Hei Bao. You have to ask this old man," he said with a bitter smile
Black violence points to the old madman.
Han Yu was stunned. He looked at the old madman in an incredible way. The Lingxiao holy land was destroyed by the old madman.
"How strong is this old man?" Han Yu took a deep breath. Although he didn't know how powerful the Lingxiao holy land was, it was bottomless for him to destroy it alone.
The old madman did not speak and seemed unwilling to bring up the subject again.
"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Asked the girl.
"Nothing." Han Yu took his eyes back, and his heart was filled with waves. He wanted to know the strength of the old madman. However, the old madman became a saint in his flesh. He could not tell his strength from his breath.
"Daya is comparable to the people in the early stage of wusheng. The old madman must be better than Daya. Can't it be compared with the strong man in the middle period of wusheng?" Han Yu thought more and more frightened. He suddenly realized that in this world, I'm afraid there are still many masters like the old madman. Although he has a very strong ability to cross the level to fight, but it is not necessarily invincible.
Black storm with several people across the corpse Island, to the monument island.
The environment of Bei island is not so good as that of corpse island. It is miserable everywhere, with a sense of cold.
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Although the suppression of the great way in the world of heaven and earth has disappeared, the road is always above all living beings, but it gives him a completely different feeling. Han Yu thinks that it is much easier to practice here than in the outside world. The Tao here is completely different from that of the outside world. This subtle change of Tao can only be felt when it reaches the realm of martial sage. The underworld world is not like the dimensional space attached to the Kun world, but a world on an equal footing with the Kun world. Han Yu was shocked for a long time and could not calm down. He followed the Yin soldiers through luanshi hill, flying knife Canyon, skeleton Gobi, Naihe bridge and other Jedi, and finally arrived at the sea of blood. These Jedi have been restored, and the dry sea of blood is rolling. On the edge of the sea of blood, there stands a giant, who is the patron saint of the sea of blood. It seems that they have been waiting here for a long time. The guardian God of the sea of blood has a human figure. His whole body is covered with black bristles, like steel needles. Each of them seems to be extremely hard. He holds an axe in his right hand and quietly waits for the Yin soldiers to pass by. "Master of martial arts in the early stage!" Han Yu secretly explores the breath of the guardian God of the sea of blood. Soon, Yin soldiers came to the blood sea Guardian God and stopped. The blood sea Guardian God bowed and said, "master, please come out!" "Well?" Han Yu's eyes are on the second coffin. In the first coffin is a rotten corpse, and the ancestor called by the guardian God of the sea of blood is definitely in the second coffin. "Bang!" The lid of the coffin exploded and a complaint rang out. "Suffocate me, grandfather, why did you take me to lie in the coffin..." It's a little girl's voice. "Girl." Han Yu's heart moved. The voice was the girl's. However, Han Yu didn't have any change. He watched quietly. The old madman pulled the girl up from the coffin. Han Yu could only see their backs. The Yin soldiers were still, numbly carrying the coffin, regardless of what was going on in the coffin. "Master, long time no see!" He grinned at the big yellow guard. The old madman did not speak and jumped on the ground with the girl. Suddenly, the old madman turned to look at Han Yu. Han Yu was stunned. Today's old madman gave him a strange feeling. "Come out." The light way of the old madman. "Er..." Han Yu was dumb. The old madman at this time did not look like a madman at all. His eyes were extremely clear. Han Yu walked out of the team of Yin soldiers. The girl was overjoyed to see that she threw off the old Madman's hand and ran to Han Yu. I haven't seen her for many years. She hasn't changed all the time, just like the rain butterfly in those years. Han Yu picked up the girl, went to the old madman, slightly arched his back, and said, "I've seen you, master." The old madman nodded, and the guardian God of the sea of blood came over. Every step he stepped on would make the ground tremble. He looked at Han Yu and said with a smile, "little friend, we are meeting again." Han Yu nodded. In the past, he was as small as a mole ant in front of the guardian God of the sea of blood, but now, Han Yu has equal strength with him. The guardian God of the sea of blood looked at the old madman and said, "what's your advice for your coming this time?" "I want to see Dugu Yijian!" said the old madman Blood Sea guard God way: "master, come with me." The patron saint of the blood sea made a gesture of invitation. It can be seen that he not only knew the old madman, but also respected him very much. Old madman with Han Yu, girl with the blood sea Guardian God to fly to the depth of the blood sea. Han Yu has a lot of questions to ask the old madman and the guardian God of blood sea, but now he thinks it is not the time. All the way speechless, crossing the void several times, three islands arranged in equilateral triangle appeared in the sight of several people. After seeing the scene on the three islands, Han Yu's face changed slightly. "The three islands are corpse Island, coffin island and tablet Island," the guardian God of blood sea said There are countless corpses on the corpse island; there are countless coffins on the coffin Island, which are the same as the coffins used by the old madmen when they come in; there are countless stone tablets on the tablet Island, but there are no tombstones. In the distance, a gloomy and cold air came to his face, which made some saints like Han Yu numb their scalp. The girl had long been blindfolded by Han Yu and shivered in Han Yu's arms. "Those bodies, coffins, why not bury them?" Han Yu asked the guardian of the sea of blood. "The corpse island has the rules of the corpse Island, and the coffin island also has the rules of the coffin island." The sea of blood protects the Shinto. "You didn't set the rules yet?" Han Yu asked. The guardian God of the sea of blood did not speak. Han Yu flew over the corpse Island, and they could see the bodies piled up in disorder. Some of them were rotten and some seemed to have just arrived. Corpse water and blood water gathered into countless rivers and flowed into the sea of blood. Han Yu doubted whether the blood in the sea of blood came from corpse island. However, there is no mosquito on the island. "Well?" Suddenly, Han Yu felt a familiar breath, which originated from the same vein as the finger of God.Han Yu found that the blood flowing out of many corpses on the corpse Island carries the original spirit of the finger of God. Some bodies are more, some bodies are less. "Are these corpses from heaven and its descendants?" Han Yu was shocked. Han Yu couldn't help asking, "Guardian God, you destroyed the holy land of Lingxiao?" "Don't call me Guardian God, I'm Hei Bao. You have to ask this old man," he said with a bitter smile Black violence points to the old madman. Han Yu was stunned. He looked at the old madman in an incredible way. The Lingxiao holy land was destroyed by the old madman. "How strong is this old man?" Han Yu took a deep breath. Although he didn't know how powerful the Lingxiao holy land was, it was bottomless for him to destroy it alone. The old madman did not speak and seemed unwilling to bring up the subject again. "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Asked the girl. "Nothing." Han Yu took his eyes back, and his heart was filled with waves. He wanted to know the strength of the old madman. However, the old madman became a saint in his flesh. He could not tell his strength from his breath. "Daya is comparable to the people in the early stage of wusheng. The old madman must be better than Daya. Can't it be compared with the strong man in the middle period of wusheng?" Han Yu thought more and more frightened. He suddenly realized that in this world, I'm afraid there are still many masters like the old madman. Although he has a very strong ability to cross the level to fight, but it is not necessarily invincible. Black storm with several people across the corpse Island, to the monument island. The environment of Bei island is not so good as that of corpse island. It is miserable everywhere, with a sense of cold. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
