Chapter 40 Underworld Prisoner
After Lu Qingshan and others were involved in the realm of the underworld for hundreds of breaths.
A behemoth appeared here.
The fifth-grade source demon named Qiu Ning held a human body in its mouth. The face of the human body was covered with blood, and the gray robe on his body was scratched and torn.
This human body is none other than the Lord of the Nine Nether Palace, but the gloomy and domineering Palace Master of the Nine Nether Palace in the past has now become a corpse.
Qiu Ning didn't understand anything, she was like a puppy who picked up a Frisbee thrown by its master, and came back excitedly with the body of Lord Jiuyou in its mouth, wanting to be praised by her sister.
It's just that Qiu Ning looked around blankly with big eyes, but she couldn't find her sister no matter what.
It stayed where it was, and after a long time, it seemed to finally understand something.
Qiu Ning loosened her fangs and let go of the body of the Lord of Jiuyou.
"Sister..." Even at the peak of the fifth rank, the terrifying monster whose intelligence is still like a three-year-old child, spoke for the first time, and stammered, "Don't leave me... ...don't leave me...don't leave me..."
Qiu Ning, who just learned to speak, doesn't know too many words, so she can only repeat this sentence over and over again.
Repeatedly.
Big drops of tears flowed from the eyes of this big demon with a fierce appearance and an incomparably terrifying aura.
After a long time, Qiu Ning shed the last tear in her eyes.
His yellow pupils gradually became clear, he lowered his head and held the Lord of Jiuyou in his mouth again, kicked his thick and powerful legs, and walked aimlessly into the distance.
Qiu Shiyin said, let him leave here far away.
He must obey his sister obediently.
He still has to find his sister who disappeared and went to nowhere.
Even if the world is big, he must find it.
Qiu Ning gradually moved away, and the huge figure gradually turned into a black spot and disappeared.
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In the depths of the source, next to a dim yellow space fault strip that stretches for tens of miles, the inspiration fluctuates violently.
A terrifying alien beast nearly a thousand feet long is entrenched here, and the scales all over its body slightly open and close with breathing.
The next moment, this strange beast suddenly opened its eyes. Its eyes were as big as door leaves, and its eyes were like two yellow lanterns, which made people dare not look directly at it.
"Yuan'er had an accident..." the beast murmured.
As the master of Jiuyou Kanyutu, he felt the power of crossing the boundary of Jiuyou Kanyutu.
"If it wasn't for a life-and-death crisis, Yuan'er would not easily use the technique of crossing the boundary." A dangerous and dazzling light burst out from the pupils of the Yuan Demon King.
He opened his mouth that seemed to be able to devour the heavens and the earth, and the billowing death energy of the underworld spit out from his bloody mouth, evolving into a series of lights and shadows.
What is displayed on the light and shadow is exactly what Yuan Yaozi experienced before launching the technique of crossing the boundary.
Looking at Lu Qingshan and Ji Chuan in the picture, especially when Ji Chuan swung his last sword at Yuan Yaozi, the Yuan Yao King narrowed his eyes.
"Jianzong's disciple...even if it is Jianzong, he can't kill my only heir. If I didn't give Yuan'er the map of Jiuyou Kanyu to defend himself, Yuan'er would have to die this time. These two Sword Sect disciples are in their hands!" Yuan Yaowang's breathing became heavy, as if he had decided on something, he murmured: "It's time to give Jian Sect a warning..."
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The river is vast, and not long after being involved in the river, Lu Qingshan no longer saw Ji Chuan in his sight.
Under the general trend of the river, the two were far apart.
Lu Qingshan was wrapped by the river water and went down the river.
It's like encountering a steep downhill while rafting, the speed of the descent is getting faster and faster, and I don't know when it will reach the bottom.
Keep falling, keep falling.
After falling for a long time, Lu Qingshan felt that his head was a little heavy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
"My son, my son..."
Until bursts of cold breath hit, Qin Yutian's call kept coming,
Only then did Lu Qingshan start to wake up.
Lu Qingshan looked around and found that he was in a hazy sea of clouds.
I don't know what kind of force caused him to suspend in mid-air and not to fall.
Looking down, there is a dry yellow river below, flowing into the distance, it seems that there is no end in sight.
On both sides of the river, blood-red stars are scattered like blood diamonds scattered all over the place.
Coquettish and beautiful.
It was a flower after another, the whole body was crystal clear like coral, and the petals were unfolded one by one, and then bent backwards.
There are too many flowers, densely packed, overlooking it, it looks like a carpet made of blood.
"This..." Lu Qingshan muttered to himself.
The scene in front of him turned out to be exactly the same as the scene in Yuan Yaozi's painting.
"The river is the River of Forgetfulness, and the flowers are the flowers of the other shore. They are the attracting flowers that grow on the bank of the River of Forgetfulness. They bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never meet. It is for reincarnation." Qin Yutian in Lu Qingshan I said in my heart.
"The other shore flower, Manzhushahua." Lu Qingshan murmured.
This is the realm of the underworld, the land of reincarnation.
hiss!
At this moment, Lu Qingshan couldn't help shivering.
"a little cold."
Then, Lu Qingshan suddenly reacted.
After condensing the golden core, he is already a body of pure yang, cold and heat are not invaded. Although the temperature here is low, how can it make him feel cold?
With a chill in his heart, he checked himself vigilantly.
There was one after another of cold breath pouring into his body.
His exuberant yang energy is being suppressed and swallowed by these cold breaths.
"The realm of the underworld is a world belonging to the dead, and only living souls are allowed to enter.
Young master enters this world as a living person with a body still in the body, the death energy of the underworld will continuously annihilate your yang energy until you become a real dead person.
This is the law of the underworld, and no force can violate it. "Qin Yitian said.
Lu Qingshan closed his eyes, and slightly felt the speed at which the yang energy in his body was disappearing, "Ten days, within ten days, if I can't leave this world, I will become a dead person."
"So, young master, you need to quickly find a boundary wall of Huangquan, and leave this realm through my breaking method." Qin Yitian said in a deep voice.
The dragonfinch breaking method, even the boundary wall, can break through.
"Forget River is the river of reincarnation. In the seemingly plain river, there are infinite horrors. You must remember, you must not get close to it." Qin Yitian said again.
"I understand." Lu Qingshan nodded, thought for a while and said: "However, Senior Brother Ji Chuan was also brought to the realm of the underworld.
If he cannot be found, he should not be able to leave here alone.
I'm going to find him and go with him. "
The reason why Lu Qingshan has a way to escape from Huangquan is because of Qin Yitian.
Ji Chuan, there is no Qin Yitian, he only has a green waist.
"The realm of Huangquan is vast and mighty. It is very difficult to find him in just ten days." Qin Yitian said.
As Lu Qingshan's natal sword, no one can understand Lu Qingshan better than her, so she did not stop Lu Qingshan's behavior.
She knew she couldn't stop it.
Moreover, the reason why she chose Lu Qingshan as the sword master was precisely because Lu Qingshan was such a person.
"Perhaps, you can go to the prison master of Huangquan.
The prison master of Huangquan controls the realm of Huangquan, if he can be asked to help, it will not be difficult to find Ji Chuan. "Yitian Qin thought for a while, and gave Lu Qingshan an idea.