The red-haired man was injured by a blow and flew backwards in a panic. When he flew backwards, he let out another cry of surprise.
Because of his flight path, he ran straight into a weirdo. The man's expression suddenly changed. He slapped his big hand in the void, abruptly changed his direction, and flew past the weirdo.
The red-haired man's face was pale at this time. He almost bumped into the weird guy just now. Obviously he saw the horror of the weird guy. If he bumped into him, he would be dead.
After the red-haired man was injured, he used some secret method to recover quickly. When he looked at the old man this time, he was full of fear.
"Boy, if you don't accept it, come here and continue fighting." The old man pointed the ebony stick in his hand at the red-haired man and said coldly.
The old man also has a hot temper, not to mention the red-haired man who struck first. If this place wasn't so special, the old man would have fought with all his strength.
The red-haired man snorted coldly and said a few gibberish words. I don't know what he said. After speaking, he walked towards the other side.
This bridge is very wide, hundreds of miles long. Apparently the red-haired man was scared, and everyone went their own way.
"Old man, do you want us to join forces and kill him?" Long Chen asked tentatively. Long Chen was not interested in this man's life, but he was interested in his memory. He wanted to know what race this guy was.
of.
"Forget it, it's not suitable for a fierce battle here, and there's nothing on him worth taking action on, so it's boring." The old man shook his head.
Long Chen nodded, indeed, they are all soul bodies, and they don't have anything valuable on them, so the effort is really not worth it.
Long Chen estimated that the guy was shocked when he saw that the old man could enter the underworld with weapons from the outside world. He wanted to know the reason. He didn't take action against the old man, but chose Long Chen because he probably wanted to search for Long Chen's soul.
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Mu De, you are lucky, don't let me catch you, Long Chen cursed in his heart, if the old man wasn't here, he really wanted to capture him, but now he has to be a good boy.
Long Chen followed the old man obediently and met dozens of weirdos along the way. The concept of time and space here was extremely vague. Long Chen could only roughly assess the surrounding situation. According to Long Chen's calculations, it should take about a day to leave.
It took time to cross that long bridge, but the distance was incalculable.
When we reached the end of the long bridge, we didn't see the red-haired man again. According to the speed of the red-haired man, he should have been ahead long ago.
But when he reached the end of the long bridge, Long Chen discovered that the lake that appeared in front of him was not blood-colored, but black, like ink, and it looked numb.
"Such a strong power of death. This is simply a lake of poison!" The old man was startled. The smell of death in the lake was so terrifying. Smelling it, he felt that people's vitality was slowly dissipating.
"It seems that not everyone's path to the underworld is the same. Long Chen, why don't you go back? It's very dangerous here." The old man looked at the driftwood in front of him and said hesitantly.
This black lake is more terrifying than Qu Jianying's bloody lake. There is no need to fall into the lake. Even if it is contaminated by the lake, it will be a huge trouble. This thing is likely to erode people's soul. He doesn't want Long Chen to
adventure.
"It's okay, old man, just wait a minute and I'll make you a set of armor." After Long Chen finished speaking, he held a handful of mud in both hands and shouted on the old man's face.
The old man was caught off guard and was slapped in the face by a mud cake from Long Chen. He couldn't help but get angry: "What are you doing, you bastard?"
"Old man, please don't move around. I'll make you a mud armor, so you won't be afraid of the black water." Long Chen said with a smile.
The mud in his hand is not ordinary mud, but the black soil from the chaotic space. It is also the soil of death. Long Chen believes that it should be able to resist the erosion of the black water.
At first, the old man felt that Long Chen was fooling around, but Long Chen's expression didn't look like he was fooling around, so he simply let Long Chen continue to stick to the mud.
Soon, a set of close-fitting mud armor was made on the old man. Although it looked a little funny, it was definitely a good thing.
"You don't need to be so careful. My black soil is not ordinary black soil. It is extremely sticky. If you move it casually, it will not fall off if you don't tear it open." Long Chen couldn't help laughing when he saw that the old man did not dare to move, for fear that the mud would fall off.
road.
Long Chen took out a long sword. This was an ancestor-level long sword. Although it was broken, it was still very strong.
"laugh"
Long Chen put the long sword into the black water, and when he took it out again, both Long Chen and the old man took a breath of air.
A part of the sword body that was immersed in the black water disappeared, and it disappeared silently without any movement. The old man couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
"nice one"
Long Chen looked at the black water and couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Boy, you don't want to take a few sips, do you?" The old man looked at Long Chen's appearance and couldn't help but said angrily.
Long Chen chuckled, but did not answer. He waved his big hand, and his body was wrapped in black clay, and he put one foot into the black lake water.
The old man let out an exclamation, and it was too late to stop him, but what stunned him was that Long Chen put his foot into the lake water, and when he took it out again, it was safe and sound, and the foot was still on his leg.
"It's done, let's go forward and take a look." Long Chen said with a smile, the black water can't help the black soil, so Long Chen was relieved.
If it wasn't too troublesome, Long Chen would have made a small boat out of black soil and rowed it over, but it would have taken too long.
The two of them jumped on the driftwood and discovered that when they jumped on the driftwood, there seemed to be a strange force on the lake that blocked their energy. Here, they could not use any magic and could only walk over honestly.
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Although the two of them walked slowly, the black mist was thick and steaming, and the road ahead and behind them were gone. All they could see was the driftwood beside their feet.
"The Road to Huangquan is really interesting. In fact, this road is just like the road of life. No matter whether you are going forward or backward, it is so confusing.
Retreat. If you retreat wrongly, you will end up in a dead end. Since you have chosen to fight for the crossing, you cannot look back. Retreating with your eyes closed is always more frightening than moving forward with your eyes open.
You can't see goals and hopes when moving forward, but you can see your footing. As long as you persist, no matter how long the road is, you will eventually reach the other side.
But countless people died during the struggle because they could not feel hope. Sometimes, they were only one step away from reaching the other side, but in despair, they could only die sadly." The old man
I couldn't help but sigh.
In fact, the old man didn't know if this was the Road to the Underworld, but this scene was somewhat similar to the Road to the Underworld in mythology, so he felt inspired to do so.
Long Chen nodded and said: "It is indeed easy to insist on saying it, but it is extremely difficult to do it, especially in those days when there is no hope for a long time, despair is inevitable.
But the truly strong will persist regardless of whether they see hope or not, because they have a reason to persist."
Looking at the vast Huangquan Road, there is a mist in front of him and a thick steam behind him. Isn't this his current portrayal?
There is no turning back for him. He wants to find his parents and solve the mystery of his life experience. However, the mystery is not solved, but he has become the enemy of the whole world and is in danger.
There is also a group of confidants and passionate brothers following him. He cannot look back. He not only wants to realize his friends' dreams, but also takes everyone with him to realize everyone's dreams. No matter how dangerous the front is, he must move forward.
"Boy, don't always speak in an old-fashioned way, it will sound awkward to you."
The old man couldn't help but laugh and said with emotion, he didn't expect Long Chen to see through the secular world at such a young age. He couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. In his eyes, Long Chen was still a child.
Long Chen smiled bitterly. He himself felt old. The clearer he saw some things, the more tired he became. He thought back to the time when he and Xiaoxue left the Fengming Empire with their dreams in mind, crossed the desert with Xiaoxue, and came to Xuantian.
Other courtyard.
At that time, it was true that newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, and they were so carefree and unscrupulous. Now, as my cultivation level increases, I have more and more worries.
The biggest turning point in the change of Long Chen's state of mind was Xiaoxue's death. Although Xiaoxue's crystal core is still being nurtured in Meng Qi's Ten Thousand Spirits Chart, if Xiaoxue does not resurrect for a day, Long Chen's heart will never be happy.
Every time he thought of Xiaoxue, who used her body to resist the curse in order to save him, his heart felt as painful as a needle pricking her.
Immaturity has nothing to do with age, it mainly depends on experience. Although Long Chen is only in his twenties, he has a weathered heart.
Fortunately, there were a group of immature guys around him, and by hanging out with them, Long Chen didn't feel his own vicissitudes.
"Long Chen, that's not right. Why haven't monsters appeared and there hasn't been any change? We couldn't have gone the wrong way!" the old man suddenly said.
How long have we been walking and there is no movement at all? This is so strange. This is completely different from what Qu Jianying experienced.
"Stop being so suspicious. Senior Qu is walking on the red road to hell, and we are walking on the black road to hell. It's normal to be different. Your suspicion makes me lose confidence." Long Chen complained.
This is indeed a bit weird, but there is only one path on this driftwood. There is no branch road at all, so it is impossible to go wrong.
As the two of them walked, Long Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. He saw a red light appearing in the mist ahead, and he hurried forward.
Soon, they saw what the red light was, and they actually saw the red-haired man they met at the beginning.
At this time, the red-haired man was surrounded by red light, forming a red ball.
On the periphery of the red ball, dense black mist circulates, like black poisonous snakes, desperately burrowing inside, which is very scary.
At this time, the red-haired man's face was extremely ugly, his breath had become much weaker, and he was standing on a piece of driftwood adjusting his breath.
Long Chen suddenly understood that the mist here would attack people, but Long Chen and the old man were protected by black mud, and the mist did not attack them.
Seeing that the red-haired man was severely depleted of energy due to resisting the mist, Long Chen rolled his eyes and quietly approached the red-haired man from behind.
Just when Long Chen was about to take action, the red-haired man suddenly turned around. When he saw Long Chen and the old man clearly, he couldn't help but screamed, and rushed forward with the red ball of light, and disappeared in Long Chen in an instant.
before.
"Damn it, the duck has flown away." Long Chen was so angry that he slapped his thigh, just a little bit close to catching him.