Judging from the speed they had traveled before, the outer ring should be extremely large. After flying all the way, I didn’t turn the outer ring all over the whole year. According to what Moqi once said, the place they walked by was five
I'm afraid there will be no end in ten years.
Then the death zone in the Central Ring Road should be a very narrow place.
The inner ring looks several times larger than the outer ring.
“Huh?”
A sudden scream of surprise came from his feet.[
Han Ming frowned and looked down, but saw a little girl staring at him with wide eyes.
This little girl is very familiar with it. Isn’t this what the Lord of the Xuanling Palace said? Is it one of the few people you need to pay attention to? It seems to be called... Dare Grandma? Or Dare Grandma or something like that.
"You...you don't know...you don't tell me it's true..."
The little girl widened her eyes in horror. She had just seen Han Ming dragging a large group of people out of the death ground.
Han Ming is very terrifying now. He is covered in blood all over his body. After he dies once, his body has not fully recovered and he encounters new dangers. So much so that his body is almost like a half-human and half-skeleton monster.
Han Ming glanced at the little girl lightly, and didn't want to have any contact with her, so he pulled a long list of unconscious envoys and wanted to leave.
"Hey! I'm asking you. Are you really coming out of the death zone? That's incredible. It is said that people who accidentally enter the death zone have zero chances of survival."
The little girl asked relentlessly.
Han Ming replied coldly: "Didn't you survive too?"
The little girl was stunned for a moment: "I? I came from the coffin. I dare not enter the death zone. Can you tell me how you did it?"
Han Ming nodded: "Get out!"
The nightmare experiences over the past few days have long made Han Ming's temper become irritable. How could he talk nonsense to the murderous demon in front of him without blinking?
"you!!"
The little girl's face showed fierce light, but in the end she hesitated for a moment and gave up. It was because she saw Han Ming coming out of the death land, she must have some great skills. It would be better not to mess with her as much as possible. After all, it is a temple.
It is not an exaggeration to see any kind of weirdo.
"Boy! I remember your gift today!"
The little girl stomped her feet and turned around and flew away.
Taking a large group of people to the ground, Han Ming finally couldn't hold on anymore. He sat down and gagged, and took out many sun tears to absorb energy and replenish lost physical strength.
After about half an hour, the unconscious divine messengers woke up one after another, but they didn't know that they had left the death zone.
They can't see, listen, smell, or speak now. They sit like puppets in a daze.[
The nightmare of half a month made their nerves numb, and they became unable to think or react. It seemed that they had lost their souls.
Looking at these people, Han Ming felt a little embarrassed. In any case, he was just a group of young people who were not well-informed and arrogant. Such a terrifying experience was enough to make them embarrassed.
Han Ming's compassion began to cause trouble again, and he could not resist his heart. He could only help them with his already seriously damaged body to help them get healed again.
A crypt was built on the spot and brought everyone in. After more than a month, everyone's bodies were finally restored.
But the trauma suffered in the mind could not recover for a while. Although the remaining twenty divine messengers recovered their bodies, they recovered their minds, and they were stunned, as if they all turned into fools.
Only Elder Moqi is a little better. He looks at Han Ming with joy and gratitude. He opens his mouth and makes a sound like "Great...Great...Great...". He can even say a complete sentence, and only use it.
The throat struggled to squeeze out an unpleasant sound.
Han Ming leaned weakly against the wall, nodded slightly to Elder Moqi. He slowly became obsessed with his eyes and began to practice on his own.
...
Outside, temple.
An old man in a loose robe quickly arrived at the Xuanling Palace.
"Hmm? Mochi, are you asking me for something?"
The Lord of the Palace of Xuanling was sitting in his seat in a daze. It has been more than a year since Han Ming went to the Netherworld Star Sea, and he didn't know whether it was life or death. If this kid died, his losses would be heavy.
What surprised the Lord of the Xuanling Palace was that this time it was not one of Elder Moqi's many clones, but the real body of this old guy came directly.
She is one of the few people who recognize Elder Moqi's true appearance. She is not someone else, she is one of the ten palace masters. Of course, Moqi is just a pseudonym.
Moqi sat down slowly on the opposite side, took a deep breath and sighed, "Okay. OK. You girl has taken over a good subordinate.
No matter what, I owed you a favor. Han Er is good, really good. His performance far exceeded my expectations."
The Lord of the Palace of Xuanling was overjoyed when he heard this: "What! Is Han Er performing well? How is he doing now? Are he injured? Can you come back? Where are you now?"
Moqi smiled rare, although he smiled extremely ugly, but he still laughed: "Are you good at acting? He led the envoys to fight out a bloody path from the road of death and rushed into the inner ring.
.You said he performed well?
I remember this old man who is favored by you today. I came to you to repay the favor. There are a few good seedlings in my Demon Spirit Palace. I know that you are short of people in your noisy Ling Palace.
This way, you can choose as you like. I will give you three places. I will let you take them away no matter who you like."
The Lord of the Palace of Xuanling was almost frightened: "You... were you kidding? You are so old, you come to tease me if you have nothing to do. Can you pass the road to death? How many masters have fallen in it?
Nordric, the super master of the great power realm of the Western Star Domain, died inside.
Can Han Er rush out?"[
Moqi slowly stood up and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I have said everything I should say. Whether you want someone, you decide for yourself."
It was not until a long time after Moqi left that the Lord of the Palace of Xuanling finally came to his senses and slapped the table suddenly: "I knew this kid was extraordinary!!"
...
In the Netherworld Star Sea, Han Ming finally brought everyone to the so-called inner ring. Here, there may be a great opportunity to find the whereabouts of the Immortal True Soul.
I don't know if there are any larger trading markets here.
Han Ming's current thoughts are different from before. He once thought that the person who stole the Immortal True Soul would hide quietly in the Netherworld Star Sea and refuse to come out. Now that he has experienced the horror of this place himself, he has realized that stole the Immortal True Soul.
The strength of that boy Hun is really not enough. He may have died long ago in this Netherworld Star Sea.
The Immortal True Soul must also fall into the hands of others, but few people know the origin of the Immortal True Soul. The White-bearded Venerable knew that the so-called king should also know. Their close subordinates may also know
Some news.
Others probably never heard of such things. Even if they open the bottle, they will only find a remnant soul, and they will eventually sell it ignorantly.
The price for sale should not be too high, and some small trading markets may be able to see it.
Of course, it is possible that people will be bought and sold several times, and they will change hands several times. In that case, someone who is more aware of the goods will see the preciousness of the porcelain bottle. The bottle made of such precious materials contains a residual soul. It must be that
Not bad.
Therefore, large underground trading black markets are also likely to appear.
In short, the whereabouts of the Immortal True Soul may appear in all places. At that time, the old monster Kashyapa got the news from somewhere and knew that the Immortal True Soul appeared in the Netherworld Star Sea. There is a more reasonable explanation.
This old monster knew from the beginning what the Immortal True Soul is. Even the person who stole the Immortal True Soul was a disciple of the Canaan Sect and sneaked into the Nether Star Sea.
That's why this old monster was so eager to send his disciples into the Netherworld Star Sea, of course, the purpose was to capture the traitor.
This possibility is also extremely high. Otherwise, it would be unreasonable for Kashyapa to be confident.
I took a group of stupid people to the depths of the inner ring and found that the air in the inner ring was very bad. It was extremely corrosive.
After walking for seven days, Han Ming was fine. The skin of those divine messengers who had basically no consciousness began to bubble. These divine messengers did not know how to repair their bodies, and if they continued, they might turn into a pool of blood.
Fortunately, on this day, the group came to a place that looked like a small town, with about seven or eight hundred households, and there was a larger hotel in the outer area.
The shopkeeper was taking the waiter outside to arrange a flag, raising a big word "Su" written on it.
"Maybe this damn air be isolated from inside?" Han Ming stepped forward and asked straight to the point.
The shopkeeper looked at Han Ming up and down for a while: "Isn't this nonsense? I can't hold on to you, I can't stop and get out!" As he said that, he even came into the house cursingly.
Han Ming was so immersed by the sudden scolding that he was scolding, thinking that I had offended you. These bastards are so good!
I brought a group of stupid envoys into the hotel and found that the place was really dilapidated. There were not even separate rooms. There were rows of small wooden tables in the middle. Behind was a long earthen kang that went straight to both ends of the hotel.
People are sleeping in scattered lying down.
But there were some strange devices placed on the pillow of the earthen kang, which looked like some kind of oil lamp, emitting a soft glow. After being illuminated, the corrosion on the body was immediately relieved.
"What to eat?" The waiter threw the white cloth on the table with a snap, wiped it a few handfuls of blood on the table.
Han Ming frowned slightly. This should be a black spot, but it was not so unconcealed. The blood on the white cloth was washed clean before wiping the table.
"What's there?" Han Ming asked back.
"The gods and demons have both. You need thighs or arms." The waiter replied lazily.