The original God will.
Higher than the envoy of God, and then up is the Lord of God.
The messenger's combat power has a top level. I'm afraid the strength of the demon voice general is stronger than those top levels of King uzubai.
Only the four main halls can be comparable.
This kind of character is invincible in the four secret places.
The sword is unparalleled. Of course, you have to be careful.
"You're very good. I've heard of you from Wuzuo!" The demon voice God will calmly say.
Jianwushuang was flattered. He didn't expect that he was so famous. Not only the fifth emperor of the primitive universe knew him, but also the demon voice God.
The demon voice God will raise his hand and a light will fall. The dark red ground under the ground begins to collapse and finally turns into a purgatory of churning magma.
"Entering here is only the first step. There are three bridges in this purgatory. Everything depends on your nature!"
The sword peerless looked at the purgatory under his feet, his mind shook, and said, "yes!"
Although I felt great danger, there was also a great opportunity.
His figure began to sink. From the top, it was a purgatory, but from the bottom, it was a different scene.
After he entered purgatory, the ground returned to dark red, as if it had never changed.
The demon voice God slowly opened his eyes, looked through the space, looked at the unparalleled sword, and said in his heart: "the darling of the times? Is it really that powerful? "
He has just recovered and his strength has returned to its peak.
The fallen figure has recovered again. Although his strength has been restored, he has no hope of being the Lord of the universe in his life.
No!
If so, it might as well fall.
Now he is alive, just a trace of soul selected by the true spirit from the previous time line. Take out the flesh and put it into the soul. Is he really him?
Thinking of this, the demon voice God slowly closed his eyes.
After entering purgatory, the sword is unparalleled. In front of him is a narrow path. There is nothing special, there is no resistance, and there is no benefit in walking. It is dark all around, and he can only follow this road. If he turns off, he may be lost.
"It's interesting. It should be a special space, not a cave!"
Special space is very different from Dongtian.
Go straight down this road and jianwushuang finally comes to the first bridge.
Under the bridge is the hot magma, and on the bridge is the undead soul.
These souls are wavering. They are very similar to the ghosts after the emperor meteorite, but their strength is much stronger. They are all at the emperor level. They wander unconsciously, only walk on the bridge, and there are hundreds of wandering souls.
Although the strength of these wandering souls is good, they are all third-order emperors. Who do you despise!
The sword was unparalleled, and thousands of sword Qi broke out behind him, which directly scattered the wandering souls on the bridge.
Dilapidated!
At the moment when the wandering soul dispersed, the whole bridge began to break down. The sword had no eyes to see, so he had to step back, but the bridge disappeared?
"What is this?"
The sword is matchless, so I don't know.
"Is it related to wandering souls?" He whispered.
If so, at least give him a chance, such as returning to the starting point or something. What if there is no way halfway.
You can't fly over!
He estimated that the strong drag force might fall into the magma below before it flew over.
Those magma can't hurt him, but the wild animals in the magma are genuine sixth order emperors. He can only die if he falls.
"What about this!" The sword unparalleled touched his head.
He took a look at the magma below, took a step back, swam over and said nothing.
Even if he turns into a wild beast, he will be recognized and can't get through.
He groped around, full of weeds and nothing.
This purgatory, what is it!
Some helpless, he had to walk towards the rear.
Return along the same road. This is a hundred years.
When I came, I only walked for an hour, but I went back for a hundred years. The key is not where I came.
He regretted halfway, turned back again and walked in the direction of the bridge, but found that he couldn't get there, only one way to the end.
A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years.
Jianwushuang was still holding hope. Finally, he gradually began to give up. He even shouted the name of the magic voice God general to the sky and wanted to go out.
But in this ghost place, there was no response from heaven and earth.
Slowly, he began to feel tired. As he walked, he had no human shape and his body was sloppy, just like the ghost he saw on the bridge.
Just walking unconsciously, my mind began to fade away.
He didn't know how long he had gone. The power of the divine body had not been replenished and had been consumed. Fortunately, the physical body did not die. At least he was human.
I don't know how long it has passed, there is a figure in front of me.
The figure is illusory and transparent. There is a skeleton behind the figure, which should be left by the flesh.
Without the physical body and the divine body, man is left with the soul.
As for the origin, it's long gone.
The moment I saw the figure, the sword was matchless, as if I saw hope.
A spring in mustard broke out, instantly replenished the divine body, then the eyes began to become bright, and the pace under the feet also became faster.
He limped to walk normally and ran straight behind.
This time he didn't do it, but rushed to the front of the figure to wake up the other party.
Now he can see that the wandering souls on the bridge are probably the practitioners who came here. After killing those wandering souls, the bridge disappeared. Although he doesn't understand why now, it has something to do with the practitioners.
Now I finally see another practitioner. Why isn't he excited.
After seeing the face of the other party's soul, jianwushuang was a little surprised. Isn't this "Wanyan" who entered the magic sound hall earlier
The other party is even worse than him. His consciousness has been weakened to the point of no perception. He can't wake up no matter what he calls.
The sword is matchless. Raising your hand is two big ear scrapers. Unfortunately, the other party is in a state of soul and can't hit at all.
Finally, he could only bear the pain and took out countless divine stones to force them to each other.
A trace of strength gathered, Wanyan's eyes began to appear light spots, and consciousness was gradually returning.
When the other party wakes up and sees the person in front of him, he becomes smart in an instant.
"The sword is unparalleled!" Wanyan recognized jianwushuang. At the beginning, jianwushuang was recognized by the source. He had seen jianwushuang.
Then I recalled all kinds of things that came here, recovered the divine body with the help of the power of the divine stone, condensed the flesh body, and the origin reached the peak.
After recovery, Wanyan quickly took out a set of clean clothes from mustard and put them on.
"Thank you this time!"
Sword matchless waved his hand and said, "isn't it time to say this? Is it because of the bridge?"
If this is the case, the dead on the bridge are not to be killed, but to be saved.
