Chapter 1163 Sense of Belonging!

Belonging, this is a very vague definition.

Perhaps it is more of a special meaning to those who lack a sense of security.

Wang Baole used to have no lack of sense of security. From the moment he stepped into the practice, he was happy in his heart. But as he walked along this road, as he understood the truth of the world, as his own cultivation improved, and as he became more familiar with Knowing his own origin, he gradually...was not very happy.

Especially... the changes made by senior brother made Wang Baole's heart more complicated and heavier.

He didn't like the current senior brother, although there was gentleness in his eyes from time to time, but the indifference from the soul was still felt by Wang Baole.

God, ruthless.

Wang Baole has heard this sentence before, and now it is confirmed.

There was even a moment when Wang Baole wanted to leave the underworld sect who had just arrived, he wanted to return to the Raging Flame Galaxy, or to the Federation, to Earth, or to his parents.

But he also knew that unless he gave up, otherwise, he still had to go on this road, because there were fetters and concerns.

Clearly seeing that this world will undergo drastic changes in decades, all the good things will be turned into ashes, and it is very likely that I will no longer be myself.

Wang Baole didn't want to see this scene, so he could only do his best to struggle and change.

"I really want to... split this world with one sword!! Once everything is settled, everything will be resolved immediately!" From the bottom of Wang Baole's heart, a sigh came out, as if in a huge spider web, he wanted to tear everything apart, but now he couldn't do it. Not caught.

In the midst of this emotion, Wang Baole ignored those monks who were hostile to him among the monks in front of him, because he thought of his master of Mingzong and everything in Mingmeng.

"Look again, look again... Don't jump to conclusions. After all, for the monks of the Mingzong here, I am an outsider who has just arrived, so it is normal to be hostile and disagree." Wang Baole murmured in his heart Whispering, along with Chen Qingzi and those Mingzong monks who came to greet him, he flew towards Hades.

Along the way, most of these Underworld monks glanced at Wang Baole. If they didn't know Wang Baole's identity before, then at this moment, the strong underworld fire on Wang Baole's body, it is impossible for anyone in the Underworld to feel it. It is also impossible not to know the meaning represented by such a fire.

Especially, after stepping into the Styx area, as Wang Baole approached, the entire Styx River suddenly set off waves, and the sound of waves echoed throughout the void, as if welcoming Wang Baole's arrival, especially on his eyebrows, at this moment There are imprints slowly emerging.

This is the imprint of Mingzi!

The appearance of the imprint is uncontrollable. Wang Baole touched the center of his brow and did not speak. As for the monks of the Underworld around him, they were also silent. The hostility in the eyes of those young people who showed hostility to him before is even stronger now. up.

Chen Qingzi also did not speak.

Wang Baole remained silent, followed the crowd, gradually crossed the Styx River, and slowly approached the Pluto exuding an ancient aura.

The dead air here may be due to the Styx, or the Pluto, so it is more intense, and there is a layer of protection at the same time.

This protection requires a specific method to step in. Those Mingzong monks naturally have it, so it is unimpeded. Chen Qingzi, as the Dao of Heaven, also has it, but Wang Baole obviously does not have it here.

So after everyone stepped into the defense, Wang Baole's body was blocked out.

He stood there, looking at the people inside through the protection, no one spoke, they were all looking at him.

Wang Baole looked at Chen Qingzi again, Chen Qingzi looked as usual, after meeting Wang Baole's eyes, Wang Baole suddenly smiled, he understood some truth.

Brother... more is the way of heaven.

The way of heaven is ruthless, this is part of the rules, and the same... the way of heaven is fair, this is also a part of the rules, whether you can stand firm in this Mingzong by yourself, and whether you can become a Mingzi recognized by them depends on your own ability.

But they didn't know that Wang Baole's recognition of Mingzi's identity came more from the master in Mingmeng and his former senior brother.

He didn't care about Mingzong, nor did he have any unforgettable memories of these two people.

"Look again...Look again..." Wang Baole's eyes were calm, he raised his right hand suddenly, the power of his body exploded, the fire inside his body roared even more, and the imprint between his eyebrows emitted a strong light, and he pressed lightly on the protection in front of him .

Immediately, the protection twisted, and then gradually became gentle. Wang Baole took a step forward. After stepping in smoothly, the monks of the Underworld Sect narrowed their eyes one by one, did not speak, but bowed to Chen Qingzi and continued to lead the way.

Chen Qingzi nodded towards Wang Baole, and Wang Baole followed behind with a blank expression. Along the way, he finally saw the whole picture of the Pluto. The earth was gray, the sky was black, and the whole world was dark.

In this dark world, there are many luxurious halls. These halls are arranged together, forming a huge formation.

This array pervades all directions, and everything here...Wang Baole is no stranger, this is exactly the appearance of the Mingzong he saw in Mingmeng.

He even saw the palace where he once lived in Mingmeng and the densely packed Mingzong monks in the Mingzong square at this moment.

The number is about one million.

At the same time, on the land of Mingzong, there are still nine huge statues. Wang Baole stared at the most conspicuous ninth statue for a long time after sweeping his eyes. He stopped, cupped his fists and bowed deeply. murmur.

"Master."

That statue is exactly the master in his dream, the ninth elder of Mingzong, Ming Kunzi.

Wang Baole always remembers the words that the master said to himself while sighing at the end of the dark dream.

"Everything, as you like."

Wang Baole closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw Chen Qingzi in the distance. Chen Qingzi was also looking at Wang Baole. After the two gazed at each other, Chen Qingzi avoided Wang Baole's gaze.

"Baole, I need to think about the answer you want before I can tell you."

"No matter what, whether it's for senior brother or myself, I can step into this Styx river, so senior brother is not in a hurry to answer, just tell me before I step in." Wang Baole clasped his fists and spoke softly , and he was not in the mood to pay attention to the Mingzong people around him who seemed to repel him, his body shook, and he went straight to the Mingzong Mountain Gate in front of him.

Some of the Mingzong monks frowned, as if they were displeased with Wang Baole's active intrusion, but after looking at Chen Qingzi, they didn't open their mouths. There were still some Mingzong monks inside, and they sneered from the bottom of their hearts.

Because... Mingzong's protective formation is not just the one outside the stars. There are thousands of different formations in this mountain gate.

But in the next moment, a scene that shocked many people here appeared. Wang Baole flew all the way, and the moment he stepped into the range of the mountain gate, the protective formation that should have appeared, but with a wave of his single hand, unexpectedly Scattered, even his figure went all the way, as if he was very familiar with this place, ignoring all the formations, as if returning to his own home, directly entered the mountain gate, and went straight to the... Mingzi Palace in Mingzong!

Since it was rebuilt, no one has stepped into the hall, and Wang Baole's approach has also made the younger generation of those underworld monks more hostile and suspicious. It is really...Looking at Wang Baole's actions, He is familiar with this place, as if he has lived there for a long time.

"Here, this was his former home." Chen Qingzi stared at Wang Baole's back, in the indifference in his eyes, there was a sense of gentleness mixed in, and then slowly dissipated, becoming indifferent again.

"One month later, the River Styx will open, so you must... pick up the remains of the Emperor of the Underworld...!"

"Only by controlling the River of Styx can we, the Sect of the Underworld, regain control of this world and seal everything!"

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It may not be possible to update tomorrow. I have to think about the new map carefully. I will make it up on the weekend.