Xuanyuan Jian knew in his heart that they were already in the abyss of hell, with no way to escape or escape. Forcibly opening the door to the abyss of hell would only consume his strength. The only thing he could do was to protect Hai Lan to the greatest extent possible.
Where there is a man, there is a sword, but when there is a man, the sword is destroyed.
The main weapon and the master always have such a perfect fit, a spiritual fit that no one can replace.
A thousand years ago was a very long time for the human world.
But a thousand years is very short for the underworld, the demon world and the god world.
If a couple in the God Realm conceives a child, it takes a thousand years, and the child may only be seven or eight years old in other people's eyes. Hailan is a goddess, and she has spent countless thousand years.
This thousand years is nothing, at least she thinks so, but Xuanyuan doesn't think so. There is a huge difference between a thousand years in the abyss of hell and a thousand years in the divine world. Master, maybe in less than one year, you will
Buried here.
"Master, no matter what you decide, Xuanyuan will be by your side." The young man's brows showed firmness and no regrets, and the soft outline became deep and resolute, like a god. Well, this is her patron saint.
"good!"
It's not that she doesn't hate Pluto's plan, but no matter how much she hates it, it won't help. Unless she wants to get out, how can she seek justice.
Hailan took Xuanyuan to inspect the environment in the abyss of hell. After going down the stairs, there was a black space. It was a black prison. This abyss of hell may not imprison anyone for a thousand years. It was empty. In the distance were the black rivers of resentful spirits and resentful spirits.
There are many resentful spirits floating in the forest and sky, and they are all shouting shrilly. This sound makes people despair, and it has been going on for thousands of years.
It is said that the abyss of hell is terrifying. The terrifying aspect of the abyss of hell does not lie in the terrifying attack power here, but in the deep resentment of the resentful spirits that will penetrate deep into your heart. What are resentful spirits? They are those who suffer in the three realms and the human realm.
For those who have been wronged and unwilling to be reincarnated, their resentment will become deeper and deeper, becoming more and more poisonous, and eventually they will become resentful spirits and gather in the abyss of hell.
They do not have strong attack power, but even if there is a trace of unwillingness in the hearts of the prisoners here, in the resentful and desperate voices of the resentful spirits, this unwillingness and resentment will be endlessly amplified. Once amplified, their hearts will be
They will be tortured, endless torture, this is a kind of psychological torture, for a whole thousand years, whoever can bear it will collapse long ago. No matter how strong the will is, people can't withstand the abyss of hell and the invasion of resentful spirits.
.
Hailan tried not to listen to the voices of the resentful spirits. There were three small doors on the right. She hesitated for a moment, stopped in the first room, and opened the door. It was a bedroom with a simple black stone bed and a bedside
There is a black bed cabinet, but nothing else. This is the prisoner's room.
There is a small door on the wall of the bedroom, which is connected to the second room. It is empty, empty, and has nothing. The wall is carved with a black mythical animal pattern. A dragon head, a phoenix body, a snake scale, and a long
The tail of the beast is very strange, and the eyes of the mythical beast are alive and seem real, but when it is released, they are cold black jade.
There is no ghost in this room.
Xuanyuan opened the small door connected to the third room, and Hailan walked over. Neither of them noticed that the black eyes of the mythical beast on the wall suddenly flashed with blood, and its expression became strange and sinister.
The cry was so terrifying.
The third room is a flower room. The windowsill is full of black flowers. The petals are small and soft. Although the petals are small, the flowers are huge. The small petals are layered on top of each other, and all of them are huge flowers. In the room, on the window sill
, and hundreds of flowers, emitting black smoke.
Hailan became more and more curious as to what was so strange about these three rooms and why they were so strangely arranged. There was nothing else besides the bedroom, the empty room, and the flower room. Xuanyuan didn't understand either. He didn't know why.
Suddenly they heard the shrill sound of more resentful spirits gathering together. Hailan and Xuanyuan looked through the crack in the bedroom door and were shocked. Countless resentful spirits gathered in the dark hall, their bodies rolling like black satin, and more and more of them gathered.
, there are countless resentful spirits climbing up in the black river of resentful spirits, and also in the forest, those black trees are also resentful spirits...
"There are too many ghosts." Hailan exclaimed, her fingers trembling slightly. She began to be a little afraid of such an abyss of hell. It was too gloomy, too dark, and the power of the darkness was too terrifying.
She can't stop it.
Perhaps, she really overestimated her own endurance. Only four people had walked out of the abyss of hell. Why did she think that she could also walk out of here? She had to find a way to leave and escape from here.
They swarmed up, as if they wanted to devour people.
Xuanyuan moved to stand in front of Hailan. At that moment, Hailan had an indescribable feeling, and her eyes were hot. From the lotus goddess to Ye Hailan, her life went from calm to burning, to tragic, to desolate. She lost everything.
, but there is only one person from beginning to end who will never doubt her or betray her. When in danger, he will be the first to stand in front of her and help her block the bloody storm.
This kind of feeling is not family affection, friendship, or love, but it is better than all feelings. This is the main weapon and the master, the fourth kind of emotion in the world, the bond that no one can cut off.
If someone asks, Hailan, who do you love most, it must be Jun Wuhen.
But if someone asks, Hailan, who do you trust the most, it must be Xuanyuan, who you can't live without the most, must be Xuanyuan, who you owe the most, must be Xuanyuan, she may not love Jun Wuhen, but she cannot live without Xuanyuan.
"Xuanyuan, please step aside." Hailan said softly.
"Danger."
"It's okay, I want to talk to them." Hailan insisted. Xuanyuan looked back at her, nodded, and stepped aside. Wraiths can speak, although their voices are hoarse and desperate.
Hailan opened the bedroom door generously and walked out. The resentful spirit came up crazily. Hailan unfolded the light protective shield on his body to block the attack of the resentful spirit. Darkness and light always complement each other.
The attack power of these resentful spirits is not very strong. In terms of magic, they are only around the magician. Her light shield is enough to protect them.
The white light burst, forcing back the resentful spirits. They swarmed forward in too much haste. Some of the resentful spirits were broken into pieces, but they were put back together again. Hailan understood that this was a body formed by human thoughts, and force could not destroy it.
They can recover instantly.
"Hello brothers and sisters, my name is Ye Hailan."
