Chapter 326 Crossing the Bridge

hesitated for a moment and finally strode forward again. Unexpectedly, there is a snow-white and dazzling long bridge with a tall stone monument standing at the head of the bridge, with three big words: Naihe Bridge!

The bloody font is particularly dazzling, spreading the sound of death to people. Now that we are close, we can finally see that the long white bridge is actually made of snow-white bones, and there are indeed several extremely fierce shadows floating on the bridge. Forward? Or retreat? It seems that there is no choice. Now that we have come closer, we have no choice but to move forward!

"Oh, dead, we really don't seem to have a loop." The little guy exclaimed.

It seems to be to agree to the little guy's words, but a few magic shadows on the bridge let out a sad howl, which makes people feel numb. This is... really the death of hell!

The river, as yellow and turbid as corpse water, made waves of roaring. In the distance, the long river disappeared. Not far away, there was a cliff, and the river turned into a huge waterfall, straight down 3,000 feet.

"How is this possible? Hallucinations?" Xiao Lu was a little unsure, because with his instinctive intuition, he sensed that the cliff waterfall was actually real! This surprised Xiao Lu. The landform has changed a lot. Now that he retreats, I'm afraid he will also turn into a new scene. There seems to be no way out now. Can we only move forward? He sighed that this place was really an evil place!

"Damn it!" Xiaohei stared at several magic shadows on the bridge and looked serious and alert. The long bridge made of white bones is snow-white and dazzling. On the flat bridge surface, you can see complete skulls, broken sternums, thick humerus, and small hand bones... It's shocking!

"Where is the grandma who sells soup? Why hasn't she appeared yet?" The little guy looked around with big bright eyes.

Obviously, this is still different from the legendary hell. Meng Po did not appear. At this time, several magic shadows on the bridge opened their teeth and claws and rushed to Xiao Lu.

This is a spiritual body between tangible and intangible. Xiaohei greeted him, and several ghosts howled and struggled, but in the end, under the attack of Xiaohei, it completely disappeared and returned to nothingness.

"Even if this is not the legendary hell, it must be a place with extremely yin." Xiaohei's face is a little ugly, and he feels that things are a little tricky, especially now that there seems to be no way out.

Xiao Lu and Xiaohei walked side by side in front, and the little guy followed them. They walked forward carefully and cautiously. The other section of the bridge was covered with yellow fog and could not see the scene at all, but the dull and depressing breath made them understand that there was absolutely unimaginable danger on the other side.

However, the bridge has passed halfway through, and at this time, the yellow river suddenly rolled up a big wave, filled with a strong smell of death. "Wow" came to one and two beasts.

Xiao Lu slapped forward, and the big wave was suddenly defeated and turned into yellow splashes falling under the bridge. However, at this moment. A gloomy breath rose from the river under the bridge, and a long whistling cut through the sky, shaking the whole bridge violently.

A tall magic shadow rises from the water. This is a man with a ** body, with long gray hair scattered on his shoulders, and his blood-red eyes coldly glanced at the bottom. His strong body muscles coiled like strips of dragons. The man exudes the cultivation of the Eight Heavenly Level of the Great Sage. After all, Xiao Lu and others are all great saints and are not afraid of this man.

With his feelings, Xiao Lu felt that the person in front of him was not a dead thing, but it seemed difficult to communicate, because the other party looked at them and had no other feelings except for the cold murderous atmosphere, as if it were just a killing machine.

The man roared, leaving a shadow in the air, and rushed to Xiao Lu, and a gloomy cold wind surged. Before Xiao Lu moved, Xiaohei rose up and danced with a chaotic stick to meet him.

"bang", "dang", "ping"...

Xiaohei and the man left a shadow in the air, and the two were fiercely entangled. Surprisingly, the man's arms were made of fine iron, constantly fighting with the little black bar without any injury, but made a huge sonorous sound.

"What kind of monster is this? It's really a little scary to be invulnerable and fight with Xiaohei. Xiao Lu sighed that he had not yet penetrated into the forbidden area, and had already met such a strong enemy on the periphery. God knows what kind of perverted monsters will be inside.

"I'm angry, young master is angry!" Xiaohei roared.

"Bum." A dark shadow passed by, and the chaotic stick slapped the cow's head on the man's left shoulder. The man was beaten with a sad scream, and a scarlet blood sprayed out. The little black is unreasonable and attacks like a storm.

"Bum."

"Wow."

......

Gradually, Xiaohei took the upper hand, and sharp attacks broke the man's defense and bombarded him. Finally, Xiaohei smashed the monster's head with a stick, and the red blood and white brains splashed out, and this round of battle ended. The man finally fell into the dead yellow river.

There seem to be some monsters in the river under the bridge. They reveal a head from time to time in the waves, but they seem to know the power of one or two beasts, and no monster has just come up.

This time, Xiao Lu and the others calmly walked across the bridge and finally landed on the other side. The yellow fog gradually dissipated, and the scene ahead appeared in front of him.

At this moment, the little guy on Xiao's shoulder shouted, "Look, there is a stone monument."

Walking closer, two simple and vigorous characters on the huge stone tablet reflected into Xiao Lu's eyes: the sea of suffering.

has explained what the sea of blood is in front of us. The two ancient characters seem to exude a sense of compassion, as if they are persuading people to turn back in the sea of suffering and not to be obsessed.

"Haha... We actually came to the sea of suffering. This is really an unimaginable ghost place!" Xiao Lu laughed at himself and finally sighed and said, "Legend that in the sea of suffering, if you turn back, otherwise the suffering will be boundless. Only demons don't listen to the church and strive to cross the way. Shit! We want to go back, but the back road is no longer. Only the way forward has space to survive. Are we born to be classified as demons?

The little guy swayed to the bitter coast and said, "There seems to be no prohibition over the earth here. We can fly in the air."

"Okay, let's cross this sea of suffering now!" After saying that, Xiao Lu soared into the air and flew first. The little guy and Xiaohei followed him.

As soon as they began to enter the sea of bitter sea, the originally calm bitter sea suddenly stirred up huge waves, and blood waves rose more than 20 meters high. The huge waves seemed to sweep the whole world, and the air was a pungent smell of blood.

They had no choice but to raise their height again to avoid being hit by the big waves. At this time, you can faintly see a huge stone tablet standing in the depths of the sea of blood, which seems to be far away from here and seems to be very close to here, giving people a strange feeling, making people unable to distinguish how far the spicable stone tablet is from here. However, in a vagueness, you can see a few big words on the stone tablet: the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore! However, when Xiao Lu and the others looked back again, they only saw that the shore of the bitter sea had disappeared.

"It seems to have something to do with the Buddha who has disappeared endless years. Buddha doesn't like to cross demons, right? Let them come and try me today." Xiao Lu no longer hesitated, walked in the air and quickly rushed to the depths of the sea of blood.

The waves rolled, and the blood-red sea seemed to boil. The sponge surged, and the waves came one after another. In the bloody waves, it was a scene that made people's scalp numb. Countless pairs of blood-stained bone claws were dancing, sometimes exposed to the sea, and sometimes hidden under the sea of blood.

"Oh, my God, this is really a murderous place! If you accidentally fall into the sea of blood below, I'm afraid that the endless bone claws will be torn into pieces immediately. It's really incredible. How can there be such an endless sea of blood? How can there be so many bone claws in the sea? How many creatures are going to be slaughtered?"

Suddenly, in this vast sea of blood, a clear Buddha sang: "When you look at the Bodhisattva and practice the deep Prajna Paramita, you can see that the five aggregates are all empty to endure all sufferings. Relizi, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different color; color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is also the same. ..." This leisurely Buddha sings as if it has existed here since ancient times, melodious and magnificent, gently in the sky of blood.

"Who is it? Get out of here!" Xiaohei looked very irritable and was the first to make a sound.

"Oh, where are the people? Where are the people?" The little guy looked around curiously.

Xiao Lu felt a little pressure, and there was endless magic power in the Buddha's singing. If it was an ordinary person, he was afraid that he had been robbed of his soul, and even if he was as strong as him, he felt a little anxious.

"The relith is the empty phase of all laws, which is not born and immortal, not dirty or clean, and does not increase or decrease. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no imagination, no eyes, no nose, no tongue, no color, no sound, fragrance and touch, no eye boundary, and even no consciousness, no obscurity, no end. There is no death, no death, no suffering, no wisdom, no gain. ..." Youyou Buddha sings, still echoing in the sea of blood, but it has never been possible to find the sound source.

"Dead monk, shut up and get out!" Xiao Lu shouted like thunder, resounding in the sky of the bloody sea, and the sea below the shock rushed and roared, and a blood-stained skeleton was thrown out of the sea.

Buddha singing has great lethality, which not only makes Xiaohei restless, but also makes Xiao Lu feel irritable, so he has to forcibly destroy this extremely rhythmic singing with supreme sound power. In fact, Xiao Lu's judgment was very correct. The Buddha's singing overlapped, and in the end, the plain singing was like thundering in the sea of blood. This is a pure spiritual pressure, which is more terrible than the substantial lightning.

"Amitabha..." An old and deep Buddha name sounded in the sea of blood, giving people a solemn and sacred feeling.