He came to the realm of monsters and came to the fog.
It's been a year since he heard nothing about her. After he finished all the things he should do, he came here to look for her.
He searched in the realm of monsters for a long time and killed many monsters, but he couldn't find her.
One day, he came to the center of the realm of the monster.
He saw a strange place, which was only a few thousand feet in size, with flowers splendid and several thatched huts scattered everywhere.
Unlike a few thousand feet apart, the atmosphere here is almost no different from a normal garden outside, just like a normal place where a flower lover lives.
Light and simple are the style here.
He saw a quiet woman.
He thought this woman was also a monster, but he did not expect that he was fragile and vulnerable in front of this woman.
The woman told him that she was called Fengling and she knew what he was doing?
Fengling also told him that the person he was looking for no longer exists in this world. If she wants to save her, she must go to the Dead Hall in the Realm of Monsters and find the Lord of the Dead World.
He asked Feng Ling why she was no longer in this world.
Fengling told him, judging from your current cultivation level, how long can she exist in this monster realm?
His body trembled and he asked Fengling in a trembling tone: "Why should I believe you?"
Fengling told his story with a very painful look.
His whole body trembled even harder, and it was not until a long time later that it gradually subsided.
After calming down, he asked about the location of the Dead Hall and left with longing and sadness.
Along the way, before coming to the territory of the undead world, he was still killing monsters. He was sad! He was angry! He wanted to vent! Wherever he passed, blood flowed into a river, forming a path paved with blood.
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When he came to the deceased city wall with blood, he was like a god of killing wearing a blood cloak reappearing, and even the mysterious bone skeletons were shocked by him.
Even if they are used to seeing death, they are not used to seeing a god of killing.
He came to the Dead Hall without any obstacles. It was not that the mysterious bone skeleton did not stop him, but that when he came to the city wall, the Dead Hall had already heard the order not to stop him.
He stood in the center of the Hall of the Dead.
He saw a drinking man.
He saw a man who had thoughts and sorrows as he did.
This man did not hide his deep longing and his deep sadness in front of him.
He knew that this man was the Lord of the Undead, and he didn't understand why the Lord of the Undead showed this in front of him.
A long time after he came here, the Lord of the Dead waved his hand gently and a long-legged glass appeared in front of him. He never drank, nor had he ever drunk, but at that moment, he raised it
A long cup, drink it all in one go.
"I want to save her." He said to the Lord of the Undead.
The Lord of the Dead Realm did not seem to hear him, but he knew that he had heard it. Because the breath of the Lord of the Dead Realm was slowly disappearing, the Lord of the Dead Realm gradually returned to peace.
"The key to the underworld is incomplete. If you want to go to the underworld, you must do one thing." The Lord of the Undead said calmly.
"I can do anything." He looked at the Lord of the Undead, his tone was unquestionable.
The Lord of the Undead looked at him deeply and said, "Use your own thousand-year power of reincarnation, with half of my key, you can open the door to the underworld."
"Okay!" He nodded without hesitation.
He didn't know what the power of reincarnation was, nor did he want to know, he just wanted to save one person.
"Don't answer so simply. You must know that taking away your thousand-year power of reincarnation is to prevent you from reincarnation for a thousand years and endure the torture of hell for a thousand years." The Lord of the Dead Realm seemed to be advising him.
He smiled bitterly, remembering his vow to the sky when he was separated from her, he did not expect it would be fulfilled so soon.
However, what if you don’t enter the cycle of reincarnation for a thousand years? So what if you endure the torture of hell for a thousand years? It’s better than living one day, and that kind of longing makes him feel like a thousand years in a second.
He nodded to the Lord of the Undead and said, "Okay!"
The Lord of the Undead looked at him deeply and waved his hand. A black bow appeared in the Lord of the Undead, and a golden light flowed away from the black bow. The Lord of the Undead gently pulled the black bow, and the golden light flowed from the black bow
Walk at both ends of the bow body and then form a bow string to connect it.
The Lord of the Undead asked, "Are you sure?"
He still nodded without hesitation.
The Lord of the Undead began to pinch the seal with one hand, and a solemn expression appeared on his face. As the Lord of the Undead kept pinching the seal with his hands, he felt a certain force in his body being pulled out.
, He even felt a cold from the depths of his soul storm all over his body.
He seemed to see countless evil spirits pulling him and pulling him into something.
He closed his eyes to make his mind clear, but he saw more unjust souls surrounding him. He seemed to see blood, an endless pool of blood, inside...
He opened his eyes, and the feeling was still entangled in his body, making him unable to escape.
He tried hard to calm himself down, and he looked at the Lord of the Dead. At this time, an arrow appeared in the Lord of the Dead, a black and white arrow appeared in the hand of the Lord of the Dead.
The power on the arrow is two extremes, and he can feel it is the power of reincarnation.
The Lord of the Undead put the arrow on the bow and pulled it at him, and the black and white arrow shot directly on his body...
When he opened his eyes, he saw the purple sky and the purple moon.
He looked at his hands and wondered why he believed in the wind chime? Why did he believe in the Lord of the Undead? He should have believed that no one would believe it.
He just believed her inexplicably when he saw the wind chime, after hearing her words...
He made himself stop thinking about other thoughts, just want to save people. He looked at the white flower on the other side beside the Santu River, and a feeling of heartache spread throughout his body. He gently walked towards the flower on the other side...
He killed the soul-catching souls, destroyed the cat demon, built a fishing rod with his love, and fished in the Three Pagoda River.
But there was too much darkness in his heart, and in the end he could not bear the Shui Yijing of the Santu River, and did not bear the pressure, and collapsed in the Santu River...
Top of the cliff of light.
A tear fell from the corner of Da Wuhui's eyes, and the tears fell on the red petals of the three-color sun flower. The red petals looked like blood just shed, shocking.
Red, bloody red.
It turns out that I owe her so much in my first life...
Da Wuhui opened his eyes and looked at the red petals. His fingers never left, and he stood there for three days and three nights.
On the fourth day, he moved his fingers to the blue petals.