Chapter 101 The Bridge in the Underworld
The look of Fengchenyuan is a little complicated. Do we still have to move forward? The so-called narrow sky is too evil and full of variables, which is unpredictable. If he moves forward, he may really lead everyone into the deadland step by step, but the senior officials of the Nine Heavens Holy Mansion let go before he came: "Two secret treasures will win one of them, no matter the price!"
He hesitated for a moment and finally led the crowd to stride forward again.
No surprise, the snow-white and dazzling long bridge stands a tall and ancient stone tablet with three big words on it: Naihe Bridge!
The bloody font is particularly dazzling, spreading the sound of death to people.
Now that it is close, you 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.
Advance? Or retreat? It seems that there is no choice. Now that we have come closer, we have no choice but to move forward!
Feng Chenyuan sighed secretly and then said, "We have no loop. Let's go. Crossing the river. These shadows will be handed over to me!"
Hearing this, many people suddenly raised their ambitions and had the most holy action. Several magic shadows in this area will definitely be annihilated, so they were not afraid at all and crossed the river with the dust.
A trace of confusion flashed in Ye Qianqiu's eyes. Looking at the back of Fengchenyuan, he gradually meditated. Before, he caught a glimpse of Fengchenyuan as if he was sighing. Such a sigh on a saint seemed to be related to the lives of some people.
So at this moment, Ye Qianqiu didn't want to follow, but when he saw Ye Lishang, Qi Tian and others also slowly followed. He frowned slightly and told Yun Suifeng and Mo Tianxing beside him to be careful, saying that Feng Chenyuan may not be able to take care of so many people, and those shadows seemed not to be weak.
The two nodded after hearing the words, and then followed the people to the white bridge.
The river, as yellow and turbid as corpse water, made waves of roaring. Ye Qianqiu suddenly saw a haze in the distance, and 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?" Ye Qianqiu was a little uncertain, but because of his instinctive intuition, he felt that the cliff waterfall was real!
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 is shocking!
"Where is the old woman selling soup? Why hasn't she appeared yet?" Yun Suifeng looked around jokingly.
Ye Qianqiu gave him a white look and said, "Do you want to drink that soup?"
Yun smiled with the wind and said, "Relieve the atmosphere!"
Obviously, this place is still different from the legendary underworld. Meng Po did not appear. At this time, several magic shadows on the bridge opened their teeth and danced their claws and rushed to Ye Qianqiu and other hundreds of people.
This is a spirit between tangible and intangible. In the East, it can be called a cultivated ghost, and in the West, it can be called a powerful undead.
Fengchenyuan went forward, and the folding fan in his hand shook gently, fanning the golden light, emitting a sacred atmosphere. It is most suitable to deal with this kind of evil thing, but it is born with restraint.
Several ghosts howled and struggled, but in the end, they completely disappeared under the golden light of the folding fan of the dust and returned to nothingness.
"Even if this is not the legendary underworld, it must be a place with extremely heavy yin." Feng Chenyuan's face was a little ugly. He felt that things were a little tricky, especially now that there seemed to be no way out.
Ye Qianqiu and others followed behind and walked forward carefully and cautiously. Another section of the bridge was filled with yellow fog and could not see the scene clearly, but the dull and depressing atmosphere 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. A whirling surged towards more than a hundred people.
The dust edge slapped forward, and the big wave was immediately 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 sad roar cut through the sky, and the whole bridge trembled violently.
A tall magic shadow rose from the sky. This is a man with a ** body. His long blood-colored hair spread over his shoulders, and his blood-red eyes glanced coldly below. His strong body muscles are coiled like silk dragons. The most incredible thing is that he has two, except for that person's head. He also has a wolf's head on his right shoulder and a tail like a crocodile tail.
"What kind of monster is this?" Ye Qianqiu frowned and whispered.
With his feelings, Ye Qianqiu 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 two-headed man roared, leaving a shadow in the air and rushing towards them, and a gloomy cold wind surged. Before everyone moved, the dust edge soared into the air and shook the folding fan to meet them.
"bang", "dang", "ping"...
The dust fate of the most holy realm and the two-headed man left a shadow in the air, and the two were fiercely entangled. To everyone's surprise, the arms of the two-headed man were like fine iron casting, and they kept fighting with the folding fan in Feng Chenyuan's hand without any injury. Instead, they made a huge sonorous sound.
"What kind of monster is this? Unexpectedly, it's invulnerable. It's really horrible to be able to fight with the predecessors of the most holy realm for so long!" Ye Qianqiu sighed while watching the battle.
"Three thousand autumns are spotless!" The sound of Feng Chenyuan suddenly sounded leisurely, and the folding fan in his hand seemed to be burning a golden fire. The golden flame beat, and a fierce breath burst out. Feng Chenyuan's fighting spirit was as high as the god of war.
"bang"
A golden shadow passed by, and the folding fan hit the wolf's head on the right shoulder of the two-headed demon. The monster was beaten with a sad scream, and a torrent of scarlet blood sprayed out.
The dust did not stop there, and attacked like a storm.
"bang"
"Wow"
......
Gradually, Fengchenyuan gained the upper hand, and sharp attacks broke the defense of the two-headed monster and bombarded him.
Finally, Feng Chenyuan smashed the monster's head, and the red blood reservoir and white brain burst out, and this round of battle ended. The two-headed demon let out an extremely tragic howling, broke out, and finally plunged his head into the dead yellow river.
There seem to be some monsters in the river under the bridge. They show a head from time to time in the waves, but they seem to know the strength of the dust margin, and no monster has just rushed up.
This time, Ye Qianqiu and the others calmly followed the wind and dust through the bridge and finally landed on the other side. The yellow fog gradually dissipated, and the scene ahead appeared in front of him.
The scene in front of us can only be described as evil. A sea of flowers, blood red, and all the flowers seem to drip blood, but the atmosphere in front of them is a little depressing. Obviously, the flowers are blooming all over the ground, but here is dead, and there is no trace of anger at all. These flowers seem to bloom only for death.
Many people suddenly took a deep breath, because they all thought of a legendary flower of the dead soul - the flower on the other side.
The flower on the other side is also known as the flower of introduction. The fragrance of the flower is magical and can evoke the memory of the deceased. You can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom, and you can't see the flowers when there are leaves. The flowers and leaves don't see each other. Flowers bloom in Huangquan, which is the only scenery on Huangquan Road. From afar, it looks like a carpet made of blood.
Those who go to the land of death are guided by this flower to the prison of the underworld.
Although the flowers on the other side of this place are a little far away from Huangquan and Naihe Bridge, which is not in line with the legend, they are closer to the deepest place of the underworld!
As legend has it, there is no half a leaf under the blood-red flowers, and only blood-colored filaments are stacked on each stem, dancing like a blood claw.
Red flowers everywhere are indeed beautiful, but beautiful evil, beautiful fear, beautiful death! The endless breath of death makes people can't help but feel scared.
"Is this really the legendary flower on the other side?" Ye Qianqiu felt that his back was chilly.
In fact, there is also a beautiful flower called the other side flower in the world, but it is obviously only the same name. Although the leaves fall off when they bloom, it is impossible to have a faint smell of death. The blood-red sea of flowers in front of us is full of a strong smell of death, indicating that this is the right flower! It is the evil flower that really blooms in the kingdom of death!
Obviously, almost everyone knows this legendary evil flower. Mo Tianxing frowned and looked at these flowers: "This flower blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never meet each other forever. It is a magic flower that shows life and death."
"Well, it seems that we have really broken into a strange underworld. You should be careful. We may have no loop now, so we can only move forward!" Why is the cultivation of Fengchenyuan so high? He can hear everyone's words. He shook the folding fan in his hand and said this to everyone.
What he said was right. Ye Qianqiu looked back again, but the bridge disappeared. Only a roaring yellow river rolled, and there was a prohibition over the river, preventing them from crossing.
The blood-red flowers on the other side are extremely enchanting. From afar, it seems that there is a faint layer of blood fog permeating the flowers. When a hundred people walked between these evil flowers, they always felt something wrong, and the feeling of danger slowly permeated their hearts.
Feng Chenyuan reminded everyone: "Be careful, I feel something wrong..."
Before they finished speaking, suddenly, all the evil flowers under their feet seemed to be crazy, dancing wildly, and suddenly wrapped up everyone's feet.
The flowers on the other side began to grow wildly, and all the flowers rose rapidly from more than half a meter high to two meters, drowning everyone in it.
They felt that the flowers wrapped around their bodies were like tentacles, firmly tightening their bodies. At the same time, these flowers were like sponges absorbing water and began to absorb the power of life in his body crazily, which was more terrible than vampires.
"call"
A blazing golden fire burned, and the dust margin snorted coldly. The endless crazy flowers on the other side were quickly dyed into ashes, and everyone was rescued.
Through this area, there is also a blood red in front of it. It was extremely quiet, and there was no sound. In front of it was a sea of corpses and blood, boundless. At a glance, the sea was very calm and there was no fluctuation. The mountains piled up of corpses exuded a breath that made people want to vomit.
Walking closer, four simple and vigorous characters on the huge stone tablet came into everyone's eyes: a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
These four words have explained why there is in front of us. The four ancient characters seem to emit an endless murder, as if they are warning those who come to turn back quickly and don't be obsessed with it, otherwise there will be only one consequence - to become a part of the sea of corpses and blood!