The first thousand five hundred and sixty-two chapters of Yama no life!
In the Yama Hall, the only sound was Su Xuan's breathing.
Su Xuan repaired his physical body and was also thinking about the danger of stepping forward.
"The wooden sculpture of Literary Saint can withstand the Tao, and the sword box can absorb part of the sword's intention."
Su Xuan thought, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
The sword intent here is undoubtedly extremely terrifying, and his sword box will improve with every point absorbed.
Just after absorbing some of it, Su Xuan clearly felt that the sword box had improved.
The improvement of the sword box lies in absorbing the sword's intention.
The stronger the sword intention, the faster the sword box will improve.
The sword intent here is definitely the top sword intent Su Xuan has ever encountered.
"This sword intention is so strong that if it absorbs too much, the sword box will explode.
This is just like the sword intention of Lingxiao Sword cannot stay in the sword box for a long time...could it be...that this is the sword intention of Holy King Yama?"
Su Xuan couldn't help but daydream.
He knows.
Even with these two guarantees, it would still be dangerous to step forward.
but.
Wealth is found in danger! Since there is an opportunity, Su Xuan will not let it go.
"Done!"
Su Xuan took a deep breath and made a decision.
This is a rare opportunity. Who knows if I will be able to enter the Hall of Hell if I go out this time.
"Recover first."
Su Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground to improve his condition to the best.
As for Tianshu and Yaoguang outside, Su Xuan didn't bother to pay attention.
Su Xuan estimated that the two of them would go to the two main halls nearby.
If those two main halls were like the Yama Hall, both of them would be in trouble.
Even if nothing happens, the two of them will not leave in a hurry.
So at this moment, Su Xuan only needs to focus on capturing the withered bones of Emperor Tianwen Ling in front of him.
After three sticks of incense.
Su Xuan opened his eyes.
He lowered his head and glanced at the wooden sculpture of the Wen Sheng in his hand, and a slight crack could clearly be seen.
"Hope will not be broken..." Su Xuan could only pray like this.
The next moment, Su Xuan's eyes flashed with fierceness.
"superior!"
He shouted and took a step forward.
At the beginning.
Su Xuan did not resist with the Wen Sheng wooden carving and sword box.
Based on the strength of his body, Su Xuan was estimated to be able to hold on for twenty steps.
"Based on my pace, it takes fifty steps to reach the withered bones! What's behind...is the key."
Su Xuan's eyes became extremely cold and cold, and the power of the evil god exploded from his body.
Here, it is obvious that using evil power can help him go further.
"The evil body is eternal and immovable like a god!"
Su Xuan shouted lowly and took a step forward.
Flesh and blood diminished.
Su Xuan's brows jumped.
But... Su Xuan didn't even hum and continued walking forward.
One step, two steps, three steps... Soon Su Xuan was covered in blood again.
Even though the evil body's repair ability continues to explode, it still cannot withstand the Tao and sword intent here.
This is a power that Su Xuan cannot touch at this moment, making him physically unable to resist.
Su Xuan gritted his teeth and kept holding on.
"Ten steps, eleven steps..." Su Xuan roared, and the pain made him feel like he was in the eighteenth level of hell, suffering forever.
"boom!"
finally.
Su Xuan took the twentieth step.
At this moment, two-fifths of his flesh and blood had fallen off, just like a ghoul.
"I can no longer hold on, I must retain some physical strength.
If the Wen Sheng wooden sculpture and the sword box cannot hold up, I will still have the strength to exit..." Su Xuan's eyes were red.
The next moment.
A wooden sculpture of Wen Sheng appeared in Su Xuan's hand.
The moment Su Xuan took a step forward.
"boom!"
The sword box behind Su Xuan also exploded.
"Chi Chi!"
At this moment, Su Xuan clearly felt that one-third of his flesh and blood had fallen off! "My strength has become weaker, and the suppression of me here has also become weaker.
So even if it becomes stronger due to the destruction of my flesh and blood, it is only missing one-third of my flesh and blood at this moment..." A bright light burst out in Su Xuan's eyes and he continued to move forward.
One step at a time.
Everywhere I walked... it was like dragging a trail of blood.
Su Xuan used the wooden carving of Wen Sheng and the sword box to get closer and closer to the stone statue of Yama.
It seemed that Su Xuan's cheating had been discovered here. The stone statue of Yama shook, and a vague figure stood up. A terrifying pressure erupted, almost forcing Su Xuan to his knees.
"ah!"
Su Xuan screamed and his leg bones were broken.
"court death!"
He cursed angrily, and his bones were protruding, but he held on without hesitation and did not kneel down.
In this life, Su Xuan will not kneel to heaven and earth, nor will he respect the gods.
Even if the Holy King asked him to kneel down, he would never kneel down easily.
"Yam Luo does not see life!"
A confused murmur suddenly exploded in Su Xuan's mind.
This... is obviously the shadow of Yama! Su Xuan looked dazed, as if he was being manipulated.
But...Su Xuan's physical body followed his own wishes and always held on, making his face look ferocious.
But this was obviously very difficult. His body was constantly being bent, and his spine was cracking and breaking.
But just then.
The wooden sculpture of Wen Sheng, which had already split twenty cracks, suddenly burst into splendor.
A huge crack, comparable to twenty small cracks, appeared, almost breaking the wooden sculpture of Wen Sheng into two halves.
But at the same time.
"boom!"
The same phantom rose from Su Xuan's head.
If we say that Yama's phantom is majestic, terrifying, and solemn.
Then this phantom of the literary sage is awe-inspiring, magnanimous, gentle, and inclusive of all things in the world.
Yama vs. Spiritual Saint! Confrontation in pairs.
Su Xuan's originally dazed will suddenly came to his senses.
"This..." Su Xuan took a breath.
The scene between Literary Saint and Yama is really shocking.
They seemed to be fighting across the ages! "Let's go!"
Su Xuan was in pain, so naturally he wouldn't stay too long.
Su Xuan gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.
However, it seems that Yan Luo is restrained by Wen Sheng, and the suppression of Su Xuan here is also much weaker.
Only twenty breaths.
Su Xuan just walked closer.
Su Xuan subconsciously wanted to put away the dead bones.
As he got closer, Su Xuan became more aware that the withered bones contained the pressure of the Spiritual Emperor.
And at this moment, Su Xuan can almost conclude that this is Tianwen Lingdi, because the withered bones have an aura similar to that of the Shen family! But at this time.
The shadow of Yama that was confronting Wen Sheng's shadow actually turned to stare at Su Xuan.
Su Xuan's body suddenly stiffened.
Su Xuan... felt like he was facing death, and his vitality was being stripped away.
"This...Yam Luo sees the dead..." Su Xuan was covered in hair.
And the next moment, the majestic voice sounded in his mind again.
"What's your problem?"
This is Yama asking Su Xuan! Su Xuan broke out in a cold sweat, remembering Tianwen Lingdi's previous inquiry.
"Am I going to die if I ask?"
Su Xuan's whole body felt cold, and this thought became stronger and stronger.
Even Emperor Tianwen Ling cannot escape death.
What about him?
Su Xuan felt that only one-fifth of his flesh and blood was left, and his sense of crisis became more and more serious.
But suddenly.
Su Xuan had the illusion of a blessed soul, and also a confusion that had been suppressed for a long time.
He lowered his head and murmured: "Who am I?"
silence.
Still silent.
suddenly.
"boom!"
Su Xuan was dumbfounded when the stone statue of Yama actually cracked open.
"You... are difficult to understand!"
When the three words came out, Su Xuan actually heard a hint of emotion from them.
"hiss!"
Su Xuan breathed in.
I am so mysterious?
This moment.
The suppression of Su Xuan here has been reduced by half.
"Chichichi!"
It wasn't until the wooden sculpture of Wen Sheng in his hand trembled that Su Xuan came back to his senses.
"Damn it, this is not the time to be in a daze."
Su Xuan gritted his teeth and forced himself to wake up.
The next moment.
Su Xuan tried his best to collect the withered bones of Emperor Tianwen Ling.
"puff!"
Su Xuan vomited blood crazily.
The Withered Bones of the Spirit Emperor... are not that easy to get.
If it weren't for the terrifying coercion of this place, which suppressed the withered bones of the Spirit Emperor, Su Xuan probably wouldn't have been able to do it in a year.
"Walk!"
Su Xuan could feel that the Wen Sheng wooden sculpture could not hold up for long.
but.
Su Xuan took a surprised look and saw the three groups of light in front of him.
This... is probably a treasure... Su Xuan's mouth is a little dry.
"Can I take it?"
Su Xuan hesitated, but honestly stretched out his hand.
"call out!"
The leftmost light group was easily picked up by Su Xuan.
Su Xuan was stunned and subconsciously turned to the treasure-eating beast.
"So easy?"
Su Xuan was overjoyed and wanted to get the second group.