Chapter 2433 Stepping Into the Bridge of Reincarnation
Zhuo Mansion.
Since Zhuo Bufan entered the Netherworld, the mansion has become much quieter and low-key. There are two realm kings, twelve and thirteen, as well as Xuanyang Hou and others looking after him. In addition, Zhuo Bufan is famous, so naturally no one dares to provoke him. trouble.
On this day, the wind was beautiful and the wind was gentle.
Zhuo Mansion, back garden.
Clang, clang, clang!
The crisp sound of gold and iron colliding was continuous, like a violent storm. I saw that the garden was covered with red, yellow, white, and purple flowers, clustered together, and a faint fragrance floated in the air. Several tall fairy trees were like a canopy, and the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves, casting spots of golden color. Spots, under a fairy tree, two
The graceful figures are like butterflies passing through flowers, intertwining with each other.
These two people were Long Geyue and Shi Jian. Each of them held a slender sword in their slender hands, and the sword light intertwined.
Finally, the two swords' blades collided and they both swept backwards.
"Sister Long, you are becoming more and more proficient in this swordsmanship. I am no match for you." Shi Jian held the hilt of the sword, flipped his wrist flexibly, and placed the sword behind him with the tip facing up.
"Your strength has also improved a lot. You should be breaking through to the realm general level soon, right?" Long Geyue said with a smile.
Since Zhuo Bufan entered the Netherworld, both women have practiced diligently. The Star Alliance is as strong as a locust. For example, when Zhuo Bufan encountered something this time, the two of them had nothing to do. After much thought, they were unwilling to just be a vase, so they started Practice hard.
Zhuo Bufan left them some precious skills and martial arts, as well as some treasures. The two of them were not stupid, and their strength developed rapidly.
Long Geyue's expression suddenly changed, her flushed cheeks were happy, and she took out her identity token. The token emitted a milky white light, and two lines of small golden characters appeared in front of their eyes.
"Xiaoyue, I am ready to challenge the Reincarnation Bridge. Although the Reincarnation Bridge is dangerous, I have eight levels of confidence. It will take up to ten years to come out. We will meet again then."
"Is this a letter from the young master? Is he going to challenge the Reincarnation Bridge?" Shi Jian blinked his smart eyes and looked at the two lines of small golden characters, his eyes full of joy. "Well, Xiaofan is sure and measured in what he does. He went to challenge the Reincarnation Bridge and should be back soon." Long Geyue smiled, and the two lines of small golden characters in the sky disappeared with the wind, and said, "After all, It has been ninety years since he entered the Netherworld.
Bar? "
"Well, uncle and aunt miss him very much. Let's tell them the good news quickly." Shi Jian said.
Long Geyue shook her head and said, "Don't tell them for now. Wouldn't it be better to give them a surprise when Xiaofan comes back?"
"There's nothing better." Shi Jian nodded with a smile.
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I have been in the Netherworld for ninety years. In addition to refining magic weapons, I meditate and comprehend by the stone of the Samsara Bridge. I refine my Shura body in my spare time. I still write letters to my family every other month to inform them of my safety.
"The blood peak has been tempered!"
Zhuo Bufan stood up and looked at the eighty-one weapons around him, which were about a foot long, sharp at both ends and smooth and flat in the middle. The whole body was crystal red. If he looked carefully, he could even see some blood flowing in the weapon, like blood vessels.
Eighty-one blood peaks turned into eighty-one 'blood thorns'.
"Just call Shura Ci." Zhuo Bufan took the name.
After practicing peacefully in the Netherworld for ninety years, his heart has calmed down. It can be seen that he still cannot hide the joy and excitement on his face when he sees the Ji Dao weapons he has trained with his own hands.
Although I once received the ‘Heavenly Thunder Bamboo Sword’, it was a gift from others after all.
But Shura Thorn was a magic weapon that he had spent ninety years refining with his own hands, spending all his efforts and painstaking efforts. He spent all his time and effort on it, just like his own child.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Suddenly, blood thorns stabbed out into the void, as fast as lightning, leaving only a blood-colored light trail, which could penetrate the void in an instant.
Zhuo Bufan's mind is connected to eighty-one blood thorns. After ninety years of refining, he has been infused with essence, blood, and spiritual energy. He can control them as easily as his arms and fingers.
Wherever the blood thorn passes, it leaves traces of annihilation. In addition, the blood thorn contains a strong breath of blood evil. Once the skin is cut by it, the blood evil air penetrates into the enemy's body, which is more terrifying than the most ferocious poison. .
In terms of quantity, quality, and the added blood evil aura, although the Shura Thorn also belongs to the category of 'extreme weapon', it is already several levels higher than the 'Heavenly Thunder Bamboo Sword'.
The eighty-one blood thorns can also feel Zhuo Bufan's mood. They fly faster and faster, interspersing with each other, forming blood-colored light trails around Zhuo Bufan, as if he is wrapped in a huge cocoon. Inside.
Groan!
Then, Zhuo Bufan curled his two fingers together and waved slightly, and the blood thorns came back one after another and were put into the space ring.
The magic weapon has been successfully refined. The Shura body has also reached the ninth level. Now, as long as Zhuo Bufan activates the blood evil breath in his body, red scales will form on his skin, which are as strong as gold and iron. It can be said that the defense is extremely strong. The most important thing is the Shura body. Keen understanding of the laws of space
, allowing him to teleport at any time, reducing the consumption of space travel to a minimum.
The laws of space and time are the supreme laws of the universe.
The Shura body can be regarded as a new way for him to master some of the laws of space.
After everything was prepared, he wrote back to Long Geyue and Ye Ziqin, telling them that he was about to cross the Reincarnation Bridge. Because Zhuo Bufan was worried that his identity token would not be able to communicate after entering the Reincarnation Bridge, he informed them in advance.
Although I have been prepared in my heart and gained insights over the past ninety years, even the three saints and alliance leaders have not been able to completely pass the Samsara Bridge from ancient times to the present. One can imagine how difficult it is.
Arriving at the entrance of the Reincarnation Bridge, there are seven characters written on the stone tablet: "Once you enter reincarnation, don't look back." The bridge gate is like a beast's huge mouth opening, as if you will only narrowly escape death after stepping in.
With a determined look on his face, Zhuo Bufan stepped through the bridge gate and stepped into the Reincarnation Bridge. It is said that it is a bridge deck, but it is actually a layer of faint blue light curtain. Stepping on it with the soles of your feet is like stepping on soft clouds. Your whole body is slightly light. There is endless darkness below the bridge deck, but you can see the faint stars. Blue light clusters float below
Fang gives people a weird and unreal feeling.
"After entering the Reincarnation Bridge, don't look back."
Zhuo Bufan had a vague feeling that if he turned back, he might fall into endless darkness and never be able to get out.
And the death energy like a tide came from all directions, and the mental power was tightly compressed into the skin, unable to be released at all.
Now that you have stepped on the Bridge of Reincarnation, there is no turning back. All you can do is keep going all the way. Taking a step forward, Zhuo Bufan looked forward with tenacious eyes and strode forward. The fog ahead made it impossible to penetrate his sight, and he didn't know where the end point was. But he could only walk forward unswervingly, and he was only a few steps away from the end point. It will be getting closer.