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Chapter six hundred and eighteen nine secluded trials(1/2)

Under the sky full of yellow sand, a figure trekked one step at a time in the vast desert.

There is no dazzling sun above our heads in the desert here, but it still makes people feel extremely hot.

And there is almost no trace of moisture in the air.

If a water attribute monk were to come here, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to squeeze out even the simplest water ball.

Not only is the environment harsh, the rules of heaven and earth here are also terrifying.

Every step forward is as tiring as a day's trek.

Walking three hundred and sixty-five steps here is like walking without sleep or food for a year!

It is an extremely tiring grind.

Even Jiang Li can't bear that kind of fatigue.

Think about the previous thirteen stations of the underworld. This is probably one of the common characteristics of the underworld, that is, the road has always been very difficult!

As for the reason for the evolution of such an environment, it is quite simple.

That's because in the Jiuzhou continent of Yangshi next door, there are too many ghosts who die of old age or die accidentally every day and night.

In order to prevent these ghosts from filling up the Yama Palace and causing the underworld to become paralyzed.

The method chosen by the great masters of the Yin Division back then was to lengthen the distance and extend the time.

When the distance is long enough and difficult enough, the ghosts pouring into the underworld can be diluted to a large extent.

Then slowly, deal with the sins of the ghosts during their lifetime.

For example, which level of the eighteen levels of hell should one go to, and which level of the six realms of reincarnation should one go to.

In addition, Jiang Li also saw that this Huangquan Road and the Thirteen Stations of Hades passed by before, should be able to be controlled by others.

Depending on the number of ghosts pouring into the underworld, the journey can be long or short, and the levels can be difficult or easy.

In this way, the ghost's time to travel through Hades can be flexibly controlled.

But now, because there is no control by the judges of the king of hell.

Huangquan Road, which was originally supposed to be folded and contracted, was completely spread out.

Other levels are also fully open, and the difficulty is inhumanly high. It seems as if the ghost doesn't want to reach the end at all.

This is a hardship for contemporary emperors who have no special access and need to walk there on their own.

In the storm of yellow sand that was like a knife scraping against the Lingchi, even he looked a little embarrassed at the moment.

He stopped to pant for a moment. Moisturized by the many conditions in his body, he quickly disappeared from the dry cough and fatigue.

As for the torture of the soul, which was the most difficult to deal with, he didn't feel it clearly.

Because his soul, with the help of a pool of yellow spring water, has solidified and settled like a solid body.

Also protected by the Lotus of Merits of the Underworld, even if the spirit alone is exposed, it can easily withstand the stormy yellow sand of the Underworld.

What's more, it's under the premise of strong physical protection.

"Huh? How many steps did I just walk?"

Jiang Li scratched his head, a little confused.

Based on his current level of cultivation, purely in terms of memory, it is far superior to the super memory he had heard of in his previous life.

Even if you don't remember it deliberately, you probably won't be able to remember the steps.

Is it really because you are too tired?

Look at the long series of footprints behind.

"If it were someone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to get here in three thousand years."

"It seems that this is destined to be a lonely journey."

He shook his head with a wry smile and continued walking forward.

But after walking for another three days, Jiang Li vaguely saw a figure in the yellow sand ahead.

"There are actually people in this damn place!?"

He immediately cheered up and sped up his feet to catch up.

Jiang Li himself has extraordinary strength, his soul is condensed and tenacious, and he has many states in his body. Even the seven attributes of immortal energy are flowing out of his body unconsciously, and he can nourish it as much as he wants.

Under such excellent conditions, we were able to get here in a short time.

But if you were someone else, even if your strength is at its peak, with the three flowers gathering together and the five qi heading towards the yuan, it would still be extremely difficult to get here.

Then who is the person in front?

To be able to get here under such harsh rules of heaven and earth, no matter what, he must be a strong man.

"Fellow Taoist! Please stay!"

Jiang Li shouted in a friendly voice and stepped closer to the opponent on the yellow sand under his feet.

But as soon as he got closer, he felt that the other person's back seemed unusually familiar.

The man was relatively short and looked to be the size of a young man.

While walking, he was not as calm as Jiang Li. He was sweating profusely and panting like an ox.

Hearing Jiang Li's voice, he turned his head.

A pair of familiar yet unfamiliar eyes looked at him.

The contemporary emperor suddenly felt absurd for no reason.

But before he could say anything more, the man in front had already turned around and rushed towards him.

"Wait a minute, who are you!?"

Jiang Li felt as if he knew him, as if he had seen this face before.

While thinking about it, the other party had already rushed forward.

His speed cannot be considered slow. For Jiang Li, it can only be considered very slow.

His hands and feet were weak, but he still had some momentum. He jumped up high towards Jiang Li and pounced on him.

Like a tiger leaping over the forest.

There was a roar of filial piety in the young man's chest, the sound of a ferocious tiger, and a pair of hands, like tiger claws, clawed towards Jiang Li's face.

That turned out to be.

He is just a warrior in a mortal realm.

Even among warriors, his strength can only be considered outstanding.

It was completely different from his previous assumptions about strong men.

"This person looks so familiar! I must have seen him somewhere."

boom!

As soon as the figure was knocked out, it rolled over in the yellow sand and ate a mouthful of bitter sand.

But what is unbelievable is that the person who was knocked out was not that young man, but the current Emperor of Fengdu City, the current Emperor of Fengdu City, who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation in Kyushu!

"What the hell is going on!?"

The horror on Jiang Li's face could not be concealed at all. That look was a hundred times more exaggerated than the one he had when he pulled out Jiang Ziya.

Just now, he planned to capture the young man and see what was going on.

But in just such a confrontation, all of his mighty power disappeared completely inexplicably.

There is actually no trace of spiritual energy in the body that can be found.

"How can this be!"

Bah, bah, bah, spit out a few mouthfuls of sand that stuck to the mucosa and stuck between the teeth.

There was burning pain on his face, but there were already four bloody scratches.

He quickly stood up and saw that the young man on the other side had already rushed forward again.

A long sword made a splash of sand, and the opponent's initial sneak attack was nothing more than a sneak attack without martial ethics. Now he still found a weapon from somewhere.

Jiang Li didn't have time to worry about anything else, something was coming out of his head.

"Suihu Kung Fu! Mountain Sword! What a big surprise!"

Jiang Li looked at the other person again, and the familiarity that was still vague just now on that still childish face became completely clear.

Wasn't it exactly the face he saw in the reflection of the river when he first came to this world?

This young man who uses the Tiger Skill is clearly Jiang Li.

Wait a minute, why does the other person look like a young man to me?

He glanced at his hands, and sure enough, they were already two or three sizes too small.
To be continued...
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