Chapter 2408
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In the depths of the mountains, with a flash of light, this is a big world, and it is a big world specially controlled by the Seven Saints. There are demon families and most of the small and weak races.
"The front is the sleeping place of Bao Ye. Only one person in the world can awaken Bao Ye."
"If you are really the one who is waiting for master Bao, please go in!"
"Wake up Lord Bao and naturally prove your identity."
The human demon qiange's cold face looked at the ancient wasteland in front of him very seriously, although it was a real gamble. It could be said that he gambled on the life of Lord Bao.
"Old man, you stay and don't make trouble."
"Old shameless, especially you."
"Otherwise, I don't care if I'm killed by the great saint."
After that, Gu Huang stepped into the deepest part of the world, and his figure disappeared cleanly without even a ripple.
The Yellow heaven and earth, the dead world, a huge blood day standing in the sky, full of endless silence and desolation, as if the world had completely passed away without any vitality.
The storm roared, mixed with the dust in the sky, but also with infinite decay and desolation. The whole world was filled with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
When the ancient wasteland set foot in this piece of heaven and earth, it immediately felt the countless grievances wandering in the heaven and earth. Some of them had formed human shapes, filled with scarlet eyes, full of hatred, anger and killing to destroy everything.
What a world full of resentment.
Where is this?
What happened?
There is no life, only resentment, death, Yin, despair
Ancient desolation has traveled through countless heaven and earth, witnessed extraordinary civilization and came to the river of life and death, but it has never seen such a world. Even if a Taoist Lord is lost, I'm afraid he will completely sleep.
How could Baoye choose such a place to sleep
instant!
The light of the ancient wasteland's soul diffused out. It was blocked for the first time in his life. I don't know how many already complaining roars came, but fortunately, the ancient wasteland converged in an instant.
But what do you feel vaguely?
There were too many grievances, and finally decided to go to the place where the perception was blurred. One step was infinity, but the heaven and earth seemed to be infinite. After taking 333 steps, the ancient wilderness was close to the place of perception.
In front of us is a dark yellow river with almost no flow. A dilapidated stone bridge stands on the river, but there are countless complaining spirits roaring below. They want to climb the stone bridge, but they are shot down by the mysterious Taoist text of the stone bridge every time.
Walking along the edge of the stone bridge, the ancient wasteland figure can see a rotten boundary pillar standing, engraved with three barely recognizable handwriting.
"Forget the river!"
what?
Forgetting the river, this is actually the forgetting river. Isn't the stone bridge in front of you a helpless bridge? Is this one of the six huangquan roads.
incorrect!
It's wrong to step on a horse!
If this is the world of the yellow spring, what is the core of hell in his hands? After all, although the names are different, the huangquan Dao and the hell Dao are the same.
Master Bao's life is brilliant!
Either fighting or on the way.
It is said that he once cut down for thirty-three days with a knife, faced Haotian God directly, and also went down six reincarnations, cutting off the forgetful River and kicking the Naihe bridge, just to find his old friend.
Is the legend of Lord Bao not false, but it happened in this era.
Haotian!
But I've seen Haotian more than once and never heard of Haotian mention it. What does Baoye want to do in this world suspected of huangquan?
Gu Huang frowned slightly, but he didn't stop. He stepped one step to Naihe bridge. The Taoist texts on the bridge seemed to be inductive, and even burst into brilliant brilliance. The whole bridge shook violently, which showed a picture reflected in the sky.
A brave woman stopped at Naihe bridge and cut off countless grievances who tried to climb the bridge from under the forgetful river. There was no one in the whole world, but the figure of this woman.
No one knows how many grievances have been cut off!
No one knows how many years they've been guarding.
Until the woman's body was scarred, the saber was incomplete, and there was no more strength. She was drowned by countless grievances, but at the last moment she turned her body and showed a smile. There was only the brilliance of a 40 meter knife falling from the sky.
Vaguely!
The woman did not die, but was bound by the chain from the infinite dark fog at the other end of the Naihe bridge until she was completely dragged into the dark fog
"Master Bao!"
"Long era, endless years, it turns out that you have been fighting alone."
"You are not breaking the yellow spring, but defending the yellow spring and the way of the world."
"Huang QUANDAO, it shouldn't be like this."
"I'm coming!"
"Your sacrifice and sacrifice will always be remembered by the human race and remembered by the six sentient beings."
"No matter what you become, I will bring you back."
"The next battle, leave it to me!"
"Huang QUANDAO, it shouldn't be like this. This is the reincarnation place of the dead. It shouldn't be so miasma."
"In the name of my demon king, I order not six beings, not huangquan creatures, to leave quickly!"
"Otherwise, it will die forever!"
The ancient wasteland stands in the center of the Naihe bridge, and the light of the soul spreads in all directions like a tide. It belongs to the power of the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.
the order , once given , will be strictly enforced! The avenue roared.
Between heaven and earth, there are countless patterns of the law of the great way, which revives the power of the lost law of the Yellow Spring Road, but faintly echoes the ancient famine.
The power of the road swept through, the law of the Yellow Spring Road revived, and the lost world was rejuvenated.
The river of forgetting the river stirred up huge waves of hundreds of millions of feet, and countless souls of non six beings were drowned.
However, the patterns of the main roads on the bridge are intertwined, emitting a far-reaching and powerful breath. There are strange sounds, which are very like the sound of funeral for the dead and the sound of immortal sacrifice for the past.
The other side!
A huge stone appeared in the black fog and stirred thousands of lights and shadows, which impressively formed a existence like a curtain of light, expelling the dead who did not belong to the six ways.
"The devil of the world, you have crossed the boundary!"
"You take care of the affairs of the world, and you take care of the affairs of the dead."
"When I die, I really can't help you?"
The dark fog on the other side of the river was filled with a cold and terrible sound. A strange hand completely manifested by the black fog came from it, and the ultimate power of death was revealed.
"The river of life and death!"
"The king hasn't settled his account with you yet?"
"If you dare to stretch your claws into six channels, the king will chop your claws today."
"Seven treasures kill heaven knife!"
"Here comes the knife!"
Gu Huang's eyes were filled with endless killing opportunities. A terrible sound ran through the world of the Yellow Spring Road, and the bright light tearing the world broke out under the forget river.
I saw a snow-white rabbit less than three feet high, carrying a slender and incomparable war knife on its back. It was 40 meters long, but it flashed a knife awn of 40000 meters and cut it towards the strange hand
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In the depths of the mountains, with a flash of light, this is a big world, and it is a big world specially controlled by the Seven Saints. There are demon families and most of the small and weak races.
"The front is the sleeping place of Bao Ye. Only one person in the world can awaken Bao Ye."
"If you are really the one who is waiting for master Bao, please go in!"
"Wake up Lord Bao and naturally prove your identity."
The human demon qiange's cold face looked at the ancient wasteland in front of him very seriously, although it was a real gamble. It could be said that he gambled on the life of Lord Bao.
"Old man, you stay and don't make trouble."
"Old shameless, especially you."
"Otherwise, I don't care if I'm killed by the great saint."
After that, Gu Huang stepped into the deepest part of the world, and his figure disappeared cleanly without even a ripple.
The Yellow heaven and earth, the dead world, a huge blood day standing in the sky, full of endless silence and desolation, as if the world had completely passed away without any vitality.
The storm roared, mixed with the dust in the sky, but also with infinite decay and desolation. The whole world was filled with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
When the ancient wasteland set foot in this piece of heaven and earth, it immediately felt the countless grievances wandering in the heaven and earth. Some of them had formed human shapes, filled with scarlet eyes, full of hatred, anger and killing to destroy everything.
What a world full of resentment.
Where is this?
What happened?
There is no life, only resentment, death, Yin, despair
Ancient desolation has traveled through countless heaven and earth, witnessed extraordinary civilization and came to the river of life and death, but it has never seen such a world. Even if a Taoist Lord is lost, I'm afraid he will completely sleep.
How could Baoye choose such a place to sleep
instant!
The light of the ancient wasteland's soul diffused out. It was blocked for the first time in his life. I don't know how many already complaining roars came, but fortunately, the ancient wasteland converged in an instant.
But what do you feel vaguely?
There were too many grievances, and finally decided to go to the place where the perception was blurred. One step was infinity, but the heaven and earth seemed to be infinite. After taking 333 steps, the ancient wilderness was close to the place of perception.
In front of us is a dark yellow river with almost no flow. A dilapidated stone bridge stands on the river, but there are countless complaining spirits roaring below. They want to climb the stone bridge, but they are shot down by the mysterious Taoist text of the stone bridge every time.
Walking along the edge of the stone bridge, the ancient wasteland figure can see a rotten boundary pillar standing, engraved with three barely recognizable handwriting.
"Forget the river!"
what?
Forgetting the river, this is actually the forgetting river. Isn't the stone bridge in front of you a helpless bridge? Is this one of the six huangquan roads.
incorrect!
It's wrong to step on a horse!
If this is the world of the yellow spring, what is the core of hell in his hands? After all, although the names are different, the huangquan Dao and the hell Dao are the same.
Master Bao's life is brilliant!
Either fighting or on the way.
It is said that he once cut down for thirty-three days with a knife, faced Haotian God directly, and also went down six reincarnations, cutting off the forgetful River and kicking the Naihe bridge, just to find his old friend.
Is the legend of Lord Bao not false, but it happened in this era.
Haotian!
But I've seen Haotian more than once and never heard of Haotian mention it. What does Baoye want to do in this world suspected of huangquan?
Gu Huang frowned slightly, but he didn't stop. He stepped one step to Naihe bridge. The Taoist texts on the bridge seemed to be inductive, and even burst into brilliant brilliance. The whole bridge shook violently, which showed a picture reflected in the sky.
A brave woman stopped at Naihe bridge and cut off countless grievances who tried to climb the bridge from under the forgetful river. There was no one in the whole world, but the figure of this woman.
No one knows how many grievances have been cut off!
No one knows how many years they've been guarding.
Until the woman's body was scarred, the saber was incomplete, and there was no more strength. She was drowned by countless grievances, but at the last moment she turned her body and showed a smile. There was only the brilliance of a 40 meter knife falling from the sky.
Vaguely!
The woman did not die, but was bound by the chain from the infinite dark fog at the other end of the Naihe bridge until she was completely dragged into the dark fog
"Master Bao!"
"Long era, endless years, it turns out that you have been fighting alone."
"You are not breaking the yellow spring, but defending the yellow spring and the way of the world."
"Huang QUANDAO, it shouldn't be like this."
"I'm coming!"
"Your sacrifice and sacrifice will always be remembered by the human race and remembered by the six sentient beings."
"No matter what you become, I will bring you back."
"The next battle, leave it to me!"
"Huang QUANDAO, it shouldn't be like this. This is the reincarnation place of the dead. It shouldn't be so miasma."
"In the name of my demon king, I order not six beings, not huangquan creatures, to leave quickly!"
"Otherwise, it will die forever!"
The ancient wasteland stands in the center of the Naihe bridge, and the light of the soul spreads in all directions like a tide. It belongs to the power of the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.
the order , once given , will be strictly enforced! The avenue roared.
Between heaven and earth, there are countless patterns of the law of the great way, which revives the power of the lost law of the Yellow Spring Road, but faintly echoes the ancient famine.
The power of the road swept through, the law of the Yellow Spring Road revived, and the lost world was rejuvenated.
The river of forgetting the river stirred up huge waves of hundreds of millions of feet, and countless souls of non six beings were drowned.
However, the patterns of the main roads on the bridge are intertwined, emitting a far-reaching and powerful breath. There are strange sounds, which are very like the sound of funeral for the dead and the sound of immortal sacrifice for the past.
The other side!
A huge stone appeared in the black fog and stirred thousands of lights and shadows, which impressively formed a existence like a curtain of light, expelling the dead who did not belong to the six ways.
"The devil of the world, you have crossed the boundary!"
"You take care of the affairs of the world, and you take care of the affairs of the dead."
"When I die, I really can't help you?"
The dark fog on the other side of the river was filled with a cold and terrible sound. A strange hand completely manifested by the black fog came from it, and the ultimate power of death was revealed.
"The river of life and death!"
"The king hasn't settled his account with you yet?"
"If you dare to stretch your claws into six channels, the king will chop your claws today."
"Seven treasures kill heaven knife!"
"Here comes the knife!"
Gu Huang's eyes were filled with endless killing opportunities. A terrible sound ran through the world of the Yellow Spring Road, and the bright light tearing the world broke out under the forget river.
I saw a snow-white rabbit less than three feet high, carrying a slender and incomparable war knife on its back. It was 40 meters long, but it flashed a knife awn of 40000 meters and cut it towards the strange hand
In the depths of the mountains, with a flash of light, this is a big world, and it is a big world specially controlled by the Seven Saints. There are demon families and most of the small and weak races."The front is the sleeping place of Bao Ye. Only one person in the world can awaken Bao Ye.""If you are really the one who is waiting for master Bao, please go in!""Wake up Lord Bao and naturally prove your identity."The human demon qiange's cold face looked at the ancient wasteland in front of him very seriously, although it was a real gamble. It could be said that he gambled on the life of Lord Bao."Old man, you stay and don't make trouble.""Old shameless, especially you.""Otherwise, I don't care if I'm killed by the great saint."After that, Gu Huang stepped into the deepest part of the world, and his figure disappeared cleanly without even a ripple.The Yellow heaven and earth, the dead world, a huge blood day standing in the sky, full of endless silence and desolation, as if the world had completely passed away without any vitality.The storm roared, mixed with the dust in the sky, but also with infinite decay and desolation. The whole world was filled with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.When the ancient wasteland set foot in this piece of heaven and earth, it immediately felt the countless grievances wandering in the heaven and earth. Some of them had formed human shapes, filled with scarlet eyes, full of hatred, anger and killing to destroy everything.What a world full of resentment.Where is this?What happened?There is no life, only resentment, death, Yin, despairAncient desolation has traveled through countless heaven and earth, witnessed extraordinary civilization and came to the river of life and death, but it has never seen such a world. Even if a Taoist Lord is lost, I'm afraid he will completely sleep.How could Baoye choose such a place to sleepinstant!The light of the ancient wasteland's soul diffused out. It was blocked for the first time in his life. I don't know how many already complaining roars came, but fortunately, the ancient wasteland converged in an instant.But what do you feel vaguely?There were too many grievances, and finally decided to go to the place where the perception was blurred. One step was infinity, but the heaven and earth seemed to be infinite. After taking 333 steps, the ancient wilderness was close to the place of perception.In front of us is a dark yellow river with almost no flow. A dilapidated stone bridge stands on the river, but there are countless complaining spirits roaring below. They want to climb the stone bridge, but they are shot down by the mysterious Taoist text of the stone bridge every time.Walking along the edge of the stone bridge, the ancient wasteland figure can see a rotten boundary pillar standing, engraved with three barely recognizable handwriting."Forget the river!"what?Forgetting the river, this is actually the forgetting river. Isn't the stone bridge in front of you a helpless bridge? Is this one of the six huangquan roads.incorrect!It's wrong to step on a horse!If this is the world of the yellow spring, what is the core of hell in his hands? After all, although the names are different, the huangquan Dao and the hell Dao are the same.Master Bao's life is brilliant!Either fighting or on the way.It is said that he once cut down for thirty-three days with a knife, faced Haotian God directly, and also went down six reincarnations, cutting off the forgetful River and kicking the Naihe bridge, just to find his old friend.Is the legend of Lord Bao not false, but it happened in this era.Haotian!But I've seen Haotian more than once and never heard of Haotian mention it. What does Baoye want to do in this world suspected of huangquan?Gu Huang frowned slightly, but he didn't stop. He stepped one step to Naihe bridge. The Taoist texts on the bridge seemed to be inductive, and even burst into brilliant brilliance. The whole bridge shook violently, which showed a picture reflected in the sky.A brave woman stopped at Naihe bridge and cut off countless grievances who tried to climb the bridge from under the forgetful river. There was no one in the whole world, but the figure of this woman.No one knows how many grievances have been cut off!No one knows how many years they've been guarding.Until the woman's body was scarred, the saber was incomplete, and there was no more strength. She was drowned by countless grievances, but at the last moment she turned her body and showed a smile. There was only the brilliance of a 40 meter knife falling from the sky.Vaguely!The woman did not die, but was bound by the chain from the infinite dark fog at the other end of the Naihe bridge until she was completely dragged into the dark fog"Master Bao!""Long era, endless years, it turns out that you have been fighting alone.""You are not breaking the yellow spring, but defending the yellow spring and the way of the world.""Huang QUANDAO, it shouldn't be like this.""I'm coming!""Your sacrifice and sacrifice will always be remembered by the human race and remembered by the six sentient beings.""No matter what you become, I will bring you back.""The next battle, leave it to me!""Huang QUANDAO, it shouldn't be like this. This is the reincarnation place of the dead. It shouldn't be so miasma.""In the name of my demon king, I order not six beings, not huangquan creatures, to leave quickly!""Otherwise, it will die forever!"The ancient wasteland stands in the center of the Naihe bridge, and the light of the soul spreads in all directions like a tide. It belongs to the power of the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.the order , once given , will be strictly enforced! The avenue roared.Between heaven and earth, there are countless patterns of the law of the great way, which revives the power of the lost law of the Yellow Spring Road, but faintly echoes the ancient famine.The power of the road swept through, the law of the Yellow Spring Road revived, and the lost world was rejuvenated.The river of forgetting the river stirred up huge waves of hundreds of millions of feet, and countless souls of non six beings were drowned.However, the patterns of the main roads on the bridge are intertwined, emitting a far-reaching and powerful breath. There are strange sounds, which are very like the sound of funeral for the dead and the sound of immortal sacrifice for the past.The other side!A huge stone appeared in the black fog and stirred thousands of lights and shadows, which impressively formed a existence like a curtain of light, expelling the dead who did not belong to the six ways."The devil of the world, you have crossed the boundary!""You take care of the affairs of the world, and you take care of the affairs of the dead.""When I die, I really can't help you?"The dark fog on the other side of the river was filled with a cold and terrible sound. A strange hand completely manifested by the black fog came from it, and the ultimate power of death was revealed."The river of life and death!""The king hasn't settled his account with you yet?""If you dare to stretch your claws into six channels, the king will chop your claws today.""Seven treasures kill heaven knife!""Here comes the knife!"Gu Huang's eyes were filled with endless killing opportunities. A terrible sound ran through the world of the Yellow Spring Road, and the bright light tearing the world broke out under the forget river.I saw a snow-white rabbit less than three feet high, carrying a slender and incomparable war knife on its back. It was 40 meters long, but it flashed a knife awn of 40000 meters and cut it towards the strange hand
