Yang Huang began to walk on the road to the underworld. He had just learned that the flow of time here was different from that in the outside world. Because this space had been specially processed, and the entire formation restricted the entry of monks above the Daoyuan realm, so the Daoyuan realm
For the following monks, no matter how long or how far they walk on this road to hell, it will not waste any time to the outside world.
He now also knows why Zhu Yinlei used magic weapons to cover his life breath at that time, because trialists without points will be wiped out the moment they step onto the road to hell.
Ten days later, Yang Huang felt a little irritable while walking. Along the way, he saw many skeletons, but there was no living person. Those skeletons were not from the other party on the road to the underworld. In fact, the road to the underworld was extremely clean.
All the skeletons are floating in the void space on both sides of the road to hell.
Artificial intelligence once said that if you don't have enough points to enter, you need to go through nine or eighty-one difficulties, but trialists with more than 100 million points only need to walk on this road.
However, Yang Huang found that it was very difficult to just walk on the road to hell, because he clearly felt a slight sense of oppression. Fortunately, his body was strong enough and he could bear it for the time being.
"Hahaha! Finally found a living person! Great, don't fight with me! I saw him first!"
They walked for ten days and ten nights. For the first nine days, Yang Huang moved at twice the speed of sound. On the last day, because of the pressure on Huangquan Road, he had to slow down. At this time, he moved at a normal walking speed.
.
In front of him, the first group of people he saw since entering the road to hell appeared. About forty or fifty men, women and children were rushing towards him, and their expressions were ecstatic, as if he was a delicious piece of food.
Same as chocolate.
"Go away! It's time like this, and there's still a priority? Whoever grabs it belongs to whom!" There were bursts of abuse among the group of people, and it was noisy.
This space has certain restrictions. Once you embark on the road to hell, you cannot fly and can only walk on the ground.
"You...can you give it to me? I have the last day left. If I can't get human flesh, I'm going to die!" A weak girl begged, but she didn't realize it at all.
What terrible words I said.
"Humph, who can care about you? Here, you can only seek happiness for yourself. You are such an innocent woman." Someone around agreed.
Soon, this group of people came around Yang Huang and surrounded him. In their opinion, this was a rare prey.
"Hahaha, seeing the confused look on his face makes me want to laugh. He doesn't even know that he is going to die soon!" A young man clenched his fist, enjoying the feeling of strength with excitement.
"Hmph, in this catastrophe, the formation has raised all our cultivation levels to the level of the ninth level of the Golden Core. Then we need to hunt down ten human monks within ten days before we can pass safely, otherwise we will be wiped out!"
An old man with white beard and white hair spoke coldly, his eyes looking at Yang Huang were full of greed.
This time, Yang Huang finally understood. He counted carefully and found that there were a total of forty-five monks around him, and the cultivation level of these forty-five monks was the same, and they were all at the level of the Nine-turn Golden Pill.
If it were an ordinary Daoyuan realm monk, it might be difficult for him to defeat so many Nine-turn Golden Elixir monks, because on the Road to Underworld, the power of space is also imprisoned and cannot be used.
But Yang Huang is different. He has directly reached the level of Daoyuan realm with the power of his physical body, so even if he does not use the power of space, his strength can match that of Daoyuan strongmen.
The realm of these nine-turn golden elixir cultivators in front of them has been forcibly raised. In fact, it is not stable. They will collapse at any time and their realm will fall.
"You have found the wrong person. Now get out of the way and everything will be fine." Yang Huang looked at these greedy-looking people and felt a little emotional in his heart. It is the environment that molds people's hearts. Maybe they were not like this before, but here,
In order to survive, everyone has become like this.
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you! Don't you know how long it takes us to find a living person? We work so hard just to survive!" A strong man with blond hair who looked like a Westerner in peacetime
When he opened his mouth, as soon as he finished speaking, his body rushed towards Yang Huang.
Unfortunately, he is destined to never come back.
boom!
Yang Huang raised his arm and pushed forward slightly. The blond man who had cultivated the Nine-turn Golden Pill exploded, and his body turned into a large mass of blood mist, filling the air crazily.
This scene shocked the other forty-four trialists. They did not expect to encounter such a ruthless character, but their desire to kill did not waver, because if they did not complete the task, they would also die.
At first, only the blond man rushed towards Yang Huang, but now, all the forty-four trialists were ready to make a move.
"It seems that this person's cultivation level is not low. Let's go together. Whoever kills him gets it. What do you think?" A middle-aged woman wearing modern clothes spoke loudly.
Suddenly, the monks surrounding Yang Huang rushed towards him one by one. They cast Taoist spells one after another, and dozens of different Taoist spells were applied to Yang Huang.
His left hand was in a grasping position, and then the Black Divine Sword appeared directly in his hand, with runes faintly appearing on the sword body.
Yang Huang's wrist kept shaking, maybe three times, maybe thirty times.
Buzz buzz.
A mosquito-like sound rang out, and every shake of the Black Divine Sword represented the death of a trialist. None of the forty-four practitioners around him could withstand the power of Yang Huang's sword.
This is the essence of "One Sword Judgment". One sword solves everything and turns complexity into simplicity.
Until the last trialist died under Yang Huang's sword, the Black Divine Sword glowed with a faint black light and finally disappeared in Yang Huang's hands. Surrounded by forty-four headless corpses, and corpses whose souls had been destroyed, these
A moment later, the body was pushed out of the underworld by an inexplicable force and floated in the void of space.
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained forty-five rays of underworld light!" the artificial intelligence's voice suddenly sounded.
"What is the light of the underworld?" Yang Huang asked in his mind.
"The light of underworld is the power that can speed up the host to complete the road to underworld. The more light of underworld you have, the greater the possibility that the host will reach the end of the road to underworld."
At this time, Yang Huang understood that if he wanted to quickly pass through the Road to Underworld, the most straightforward way was to kill people! Only by killing the trialists could he obtain the Light of Underworld.
The artificial intelligence didn't tell him how much light from the underworld he needed to pass the road to the underworld, but now that he had such a direction, everything seemed simple.
Next, Yang Huang walked on the Road to Underworld for another ten days. During these ten days, he almost walked at a normal speed, so he did not go very far. The reason why he did not burst out with physical power was because he needed to
Kill the tester.
Along the way, he killed a lot of trialists, a total of three hundred people, but his piercing eyes still could not see the end of the road to hell.
The Road to Underworld is so long, but how many practitioners are walking on this road? You must know that after the change in heaven and earth entered the second stage, the population of the earth skyrocketed, and those who came to the earth were not only those who had practiced for thousands of years
There are also a large number of monks who were born not long before the earth's spiritual energy was exhausted. When they were sealed by their elders, their cultivation levels may have been very low. They were sealed for thousands of years and ushered in the changes in the world.
Spring tide.
Therefore, there were originally only a billion humans, but after the second mutation of the world, the number suddenly increased to tens of billions, and 90% of them were monks.
The Forgotten seem to have become a thing of the past. Because of the existence of the remaining demons, the Forgotten will eventually be wiped out. In human society, those evolvers and monks will not care about the life and death of the Forgotten.
"Three hundred people are not enough. If the length of the Road to Hell is measured, then I will have to kill at least tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of monks before I can see the end." Yang Huang sighed in his heart. Although these people have no grievances against him.
He has hatred, but he is involved in it, so in order to achieve his goal, it is appropriate to kill some people.
In this world, there is no absolute trust, and there is no emotion at all.
Even a father can kill his son with his own hands, maybe just for a little food.
The world has changed, human values have also changed, and everything no longer seems so beautiful.
Yang Huang moved forward all the way, but he did not find any spatial fluctuations along the way. There is no spatial fluctuation, which means there is no special space. If there is no special space, then what is the difficulty of ninety-nine and eighty-one mentioned by artificial intelligence?
conduct?
You must know that almost all those who can enter the Road to Underworld rely on special means, and there are very few who have more than 100 million points to enter.
In fact, what he wants to find most now is the eleven people from the Yiyuan Dao Sect, because I have already calculated using Bagua, and if he can pass the road to hell smoothly, the eleven disciples from the Yiyuan Dao Sect play a crucial role.
Yang Guozhong also repeatedly asked him to go with these people. This must not be without reason.
Yang Huang was walking when he heard a voice that forced him to stop.
"Friend, I can't see through your cultivation, but those who can go so far on the road to hell are not ordinary people. Then I will consider you to be an expert with special methods of gathering interest."
"I hope your cultivation has reached the realm of Daoyuan."
This voice is full of righteousness, but at the same time it also contains deep helplessness. Moreover, this voice is mixed with terrifying energy fluctuations. This kind of energy fluctuations cannot be achieved at the level of Jindan.
"I am indeed in the realm of Dao Yuan." Yang Huang said directly, because his piercing eyes had already seen the person coming. He was a young man wearing a purple Taoist robe. His skin was very white and he was handsome. He was the same as someone from the peaceful era.
Celebrities have some similarities.
"That's great."
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhang Guolong. I used to be a star, but later I joined a cultivation sect and started practicing. Then I created news of my death in the mortal world. I think you have heard of me, right?"
The young man named Zhang Guolong was not surprised by Yang Huang's reaction, but he still did not show his body and was ready to give the opponent a fatal blow when the time came.
"After decades of practice, my cultivation has only been able to break through the Daoyuan realm amid the changes in the world. However, on this road to hell, I am a Daoyuan Dzogchen monk. I see that you have not been practicing for a long time.
, it is not easy to reach the realm of Daoyuan in cultivation. It is really a pity that a genius like you will eventually be buried by me personally." Zhang Guolong's tone was full of regret.
He has always liked those juniors who practice hard and have extraordinary talents, but now, in the ruins of the Immortal Mansion, he has to kill the juniors he particularly likes, because of life.
The power of life is terrifying. In order to survive, everyone can release unlimited potential and even become completely different from before.
"Are you so sure that my cultivation is not as good as yours?" Yang Huang leisurely lit a cigarette without paying too much attention to the other party's strength.
You must know that the most powerful means for monks in the Daoyuan realm is the power of space. On this road to hell, the power of space is imprisoned, so the monks in the Daoyuan realm have been extremely weakened.
"Before, the artificial intelligence broadcast a message to all the testers, saying that there was a monk named Yang Huang who had exceeded 100 million points and was qualified to embark on the road to hell. I think that person is you, right?
So you have not experienced any disaster, and your cultivation has not increased." Zhang Guolong's tone was full of affirmation.
"You are quite powerful." Yang Huang finally responded with a smile, because everything the other party said was correct.
It’s just that everyone doesn’t know one thing, that is, Yang Huang has no cultivation. His strength is only this physical body. The power of the physical body is comparable to the Daoyuan realm, so he is not affected by the confinement of the space here at all, and his strength transcends most
A strong man in the Daoyuan realm.
"So, are you ready to accept death?" Zhang Guolong looked very proud, looking up at Yang Huang.
"Actually, you are the one who has to accept death." Yang Huang's wrist shook, and the Black Divine Sword appeared directly in his hand.
"I understand that young people are always prone to self-aggrandizement. You must be very proud to have broken through the realm of Daoyuan at such a young age, right? Don't worry, you are actually nothing, because it is easy for me to kill you now. You
I don’t even know the gap between the early stage of Daogen and the Great Consummation of Daogen." Zhang Guolong seemed calm and composed, and the sense of accomplishment brought by the improvement in strength was fully reflected.
"I know." Yang Huang nodded and spoke expressionlessly.
"I understand, you entered the Road to Underworld with 100 million points, so if you die on the Road to Underworld, it is not a real death, so you have nothing to fear."
"It's so hateful! This world is so unfair. We are all monks, but the differences are so huge. God always favors some people and then gives up on most people." Zhang Guolong said cynically, his expression gradually changed.
De ferocious, a long knife appeared in his hand. There were obvious runes on the long knife, and the blade was extremely sharp.
He waved his long knife and slashed at Yang Huang casually.
He thought that this one stroke could easily take away the opponent's life, but the reality was beyond his expectation. Yang Huang stood motionless, and his body did not break into two parts as he imagined.
"Do you possess any powerful defensive magic weapon? That's right! A genius like you must have a very deep background. It would be strange not to have one or two self-defense magic weapons."
"It's really disgusting. Poor monks like us have very little resources after a lifetime of hard work, but a dude like you can easily get what we have worked so hard to get. It's really unfair." Zhang Guolong's body was shaking.
, the mood seemed extremely excited.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took action. He pinched his fingers, and a golden dragon flew out from his palm. After appearing, the dragon continued to grow in size, and instantly grew into a giant dragon that was hundreds of feet long.
The giant dragon opened its mouth wide and swallowed Yang Huang's body directly from top to bottom.
However, the giant dragon did not chew it. Instead, it showed a shocked expression. Its body danced wildly, as if it wanted to escape, but it was too late. The dragon suddenly shattered into pieces, falling apart like glass, and finally dissipated completely.
When the dragon disappeared, Yang Huang's figure was revealed. He stood motionless, even holding the sword in the same posture.
Zhang Guolong frowned. This opponent seemed to be more difficult to deal with than he appeared, but he was not panicked because just now he just used a Taoist technique at will.
"Now I know why you always call yourself a poor person, because you are not qualified to be rich at all!" Yang Huang flicked the cigarette butt away and spoke calmly.
Since the sudden change in the world, human beings' worldview has undergone tremendous changes. Like the man named Zhang Guolong in front of them, in fact, they are too subjective, which makes their thoughts seem superficial.
From the time Yang Huang made his debut to the present, he has not used even a single bit of the resources of the Yiyuan Dao Sect. Even Yang Guozhong only knew the fact that he could cultivate after his cultivation broke through to Foundation Establishment Dzogchen.
Along the way, he relied on no one.
Only recently, when he became a disciple of Old Monkey, did he get some favors from his senior brother Chen Tianyuan, and his cultivation level broke through to the realm of Daogen. But he also earned this favor by himself, and he has a clear conscience.
After all, this world is becoming more and more miserable. The hierarchical system is becoming more and more obvious. Ordinary people can hardly survive in such a world. Those with advanced cultivation have no idea of benefiting the people at all, because cultivation, although it is
He goes against the will of heaven, but in the end it is for himself, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal of immortality.
Yang Huang couldn't deny that he was also such a person. For the sake of immortality, it was okay even if he gave up everything.
It's like an ordinary person has 100 million yuan in front of him. If he wants to get this money, he must first abandon his best friend. Would this ordinary person give up 100 million yuan because of friendship?
There is no doubt that if there is only a thousand dollars in front of you, this person will not give up friendship.
Therefore, all values are not priceless, it just depends on whether they meet expectations.
Once the value exceeds the expectations in the heart, all family ties, friendships, and love can be completely discarded.
This is Yang Huang’s opinion and does not represent everyone.
After flicking the cigarette butt away, Yang Huang's eyes flashed with golden light, and a space completely different from the Road to Underworld appeared here, directly wrapping Zhang Guolong in it.
This is a fiery eye.
When Yang Huang broke through the fourth level of physical body, his fiery eyes and golden eyes actually also reached the second level, called the world within the eyes.
In the early days of the world inside the eyes, he could lock anyone into the Fiery Eyes and Golden Eyes, because the Fiery Eyes and Golden Eyes claimed to be a space in which there were mountains of swords and seas of fire.
Can't resist.
Zhang Guolong is like this now. When the golden light enveloped him, he found that his whole body was like a deflated ball. He could no longer be found. However, the scene around him was no longer the previous scene, but a sea of fire.
, under his feet, there were countless sharp knife points, which had pierced into his feet, and blood slowly flowed down.
Zhang Guolong didn't believe all this at all. He thought it was just an illusion cast by the other party. As long as his true intentions remained unchanged, he could easily break it.
But he soon discovered something was wrong, because as time passed, his feet were pierced by long knives, and a large amount of blood had been lost. He felt dizzy, but this was not in line with common sense at all, because the monk's
Fundamentally, it is not the physical body, the loss of the physical body can be made up for.
But in this sea of knives and fire, Zhang Guolong couldn't feel any power of cultivation, and he began to panic, because he was afraid that all this was not an illusion, but reality.
But he soon regained consciousness.
"Fortunately, I can still stick to my heart. This illusion is really powerful, I almost got lost in it." Zhang Guolong thought it was an illusion, so he didn't care. He always believed that as long as he sticks to his heart, any illusion can be overcome.