The Path Toward Heaven

Vol 3 Chapter 58: He is staring at the abyss

In the second half of Qingshan's retreat, Kusui Jiu had already counted the town's devil's trip clearly.

If there were no accidents, he would have quietly returned to Qingshan at this time, lying on a bamboo chair by the cliff of Shenmofeng, waiting for the news from Songcheng.

But the variables still appeared. Some people counted him sneaking into the town magic prison, and then notified the Zhongzhou faction.

That person should be a brother.

Brother Yun understands what he wants to do, and he also wants to understand how he should leave the town's magic prison, so he has been waiting for that to happen.

If he left the town's magic prison, Canglong really chased out, the people in Chaoge City would be deadly wounded.

He didn't care about the world, and he didn't want the world to suffer because of himself.

He knew that destroying the town's magic prison would cause a great shock and caused countless strong men in the mainland. He still did so.

The earthquake in the Song Dynasty in the Chao Dynasty continued, and the court evacuated the entire city. This is what he was waiting for.

Then he started waiting for Hades.

When I left the verdant valley, he took the gift of the Hades-the bunch of lilac wildflowers.

This was an accidental decision made in the town's magic prison for three years of practice, not something he had thought of when he was retreating at Qingshan.

Now it seems that this accidental decision has become his greatest hope to leave the town.

束 The bunch of lilac wild flowers are waving in the wind.

风 The wind was already there, and it was time for him to leave.

"I hope you like the gift I prepared for you."

Kusui Jiu said to the old man.

The old man sneered and said, "This is impossible! Even if you really find Hades, you can't give him guidance because you are too weak."

Kusui Jiu stood up slowly, watching him silent.

The old man shouted, "This is impossible! Even if you can leave an anchor for him on the opposite bank, he cannot come out because he is weaker!"

"The mosquitoes haven't devoured his soulfire for three years," Kusui said.

The old man's face became very ugly, saying, "This is impossible!"

The mosquitoes in the town's magic prison feel troublesome for even the white ghosts, which is naturally not so easy to deal with.

The methods used by Kusui Jiu to help the Emperor seem simple, but they are not.

In the case of isolation from heaven and earth, he can still maintain the cloud for a long time with Daze's stormy road method, and he can draw lightning from the cloud. Although he has the role of the bell, he still depends more on heaven and earth. Reasonable perception and mastery.

The degree of this perception and mastery must even reach the level of heaven, in order to become a world of its own.

Whether it is to find the Emperor, leave a mark on the other side, and dispel mosquitoes, it is almost impossible.

So the old man said three times in a row impossible.

But the people who designed these things were real people of Taiping, and it was Jingjiu who did it today.

There is nothing impossible in the world before these two men.

The old man looked at the darkest part of the night, and his face became darker than the night.

It should have happened.

Kusui nine put his iron sword into his body.

This is the first time he has done this.

He flew towards the night sky, his figure was like charm, and he could not speak quickly.

After a few moments, he reached the second floor of the town's magic prison.

This is the multiple choice question he left for Canglong.

I come after me.

I still go to deal with Hades.

Uh ...

At the deepest part of the town's magic prison, at the end where time and space are turbulent, in the green valley, the Emperor quietly looked at the dark cloud above his head.

After Kusui Jiu left, he has been doing this, his pupils as dark as black gems, as if to mark a trace in the dark cloud.

I don't know when and what awakened him. When he reached into the cloud and retracted it, the bright little silver bell had fallen on the palm of his hand, and the movement was natural and natural, like picking a fruit from a tree.

There is no bell, the cloud cannot produce lightning, and the mosquitoes hiding all over the valley fly out.

Pluto King holds the bell and walks out of the valley.

The map was scattered by his feet.

Wind and rain method dissipated.

The cloudy sky is scattered.

The mosquitoes came to him because they were too small to be seen, but the buzzing sounds were still as annoying as they had been for the past six hundred years.

Wu Minghuang ignored it, stood on the edge of the cliff, and looked at the dark black sea.

The mosquitoes in the town's magic prison fell on his body. They had not tasted the soul fire for three years, and they seemed a little crazy and scary.

The deep black sea reflected in the eyes of Hades, extremely dim, and suddenly there was a bright light.

The beautiful light came from the depths of the Emperor's body, overflowing the skin and clothes, turning into countless extremely subtle lightning bolts, killing all those mosquitoes.

The wind was blowing outside the cliff, and the bodies of those mosquitoes piled up like dust.

He Minghuang stepped forward into the wind and came to the deep black sea.

It is said that there is no concept of time and space in the prison too often, but it is only an infinite approximation, which is not really the case. The deep black sea is more like a river composed of time and space debris. Even if the sky-stretching powers fall into it, it may drift for many years if there is no coordinate in the outside world.

If the concept of space is vague here, where is the outside world?

No matter where you are on the river, if you want to cross a river, you have to go to the other side.

The outside world is the other shore.

The Pluto Emperor crossed this river, just like that when he was a child, and ended his rafting.

That verdant valley or black and white illusion disappeared instantly.

Twenty-six years later, he finally left Taichang Prison and came to the real world, although the town is still a prison.

He saw the long channel leading to the abyss, full of squall wind, and there was a touch of purple in Yu Guangli.

There is a bouquet of lilac flowers between the ochers.

When Kusui Jiu left, the Emperor Hades gave him a gift, which was this bunch of flowers.

In fact, this is a gift from Jingjiu to Hades.

Other shore flowers.

The stamen flower branch was gently swayed by the wind brought by the figure of the imperial emperor.

Return to one's soul.

Emperor Wu Ming laughed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It is not the joy and smile that escaped from birth.

I laughed with a sense of calm and determination.

When he was besieged by a strong human race, he was once hit by an immortal magpie from the sky. The foundation was damaged and he could not return directly to the lower bound. If he leaves the town's magic prison at this time, he will certainly usher in the siege of the strong human race again. With his current strength, there is no hope to escape, and he will die.

什么 What is he going to do? Having a big fight in the town's magic prison?

Emperor Wu Ming flew into the long passage.

The aisle was filled with the smell of howling wind and stench, he didn't care.

I don't know how long it took before he finally came to the end of that passage.

At the end of the aisle is a transparent wall, seemingly weak, but in fact it is the strongest barrier to the rising continent.

There is an abyss over the transparent wall.

Dark, cold abyss.

Pluto King stared at the abyss.

Abyss stared at him.

Respectful.

Uh ...

(The name of this chapter was originally called Pei Anhua, but I really liked the final picture, so I changed it to now.)