Chapter 737 Soul

Seeing that his arm had passed through the mummified lama's hand so easily, Li Huowang understood something instantly. As he raised his head, his whole body fell suddenly and landed directly on the ceiling below.

Li Huowang, who was standing still, raised his head and looked at the mummified lamas above and Li Huowang who was surrounded by them. It was obvious that Fengdu was not a place where the body could go.

Li Huowang could still hear the lama's chanting, but it was hazy, as if separated by a layer of veil.

This feeling is very strange. When I walk, I feel light and airy, as if my body has no weight. "Is this an out-of-body experience? Are there really souls in this world? Then why are there no ghosts?"

Thinking of what the lama had said before, Li Huowang didn't delay. He clenched his fists and walked towards the door.

When we came out of the inverted Bardo Temple, everything outside changed, as if we had entered an extremely empty desert with nothing.

Li Huowang already knew that this would happen from Yang Zizi, so Li Huowang was not surprised. He thought about it for a few moments, and walked in the direction where Yang Zizi said he met Hongzhong.

There were only three hours, and he had to find the red center of Zuowang Road as soon as possible. If he couldn't find it here, he would circle around Zhongyin Miao and look for it.

Li Huowang walked between this desolate world, his eyes constantly searching around.

"Yang Child said before that there is not a drop of Yu'er God's weird sea water now. What does this mean? Did Death Command prevent Yu'er God's invasion?"

Yu'er Shen probably didn't control the death order, and the change of ownership of the way of heaven would cause natural disasters.

This may be a good thing for them. As long as you can defeat the Son God, it's a good thing.

What made Li Huowang feel a little confused was that he had been gone for a while, but he didn't even find the souls of the dead that the children said could be seen everywhere, let alone Hongzhong.

There is no soul, no huge and weird ghosts, and no bottomless pit. Except for Li Huowang, everything that Yang Xiaoxiao said is gone.

Just when Li Huowang was still wondering whether he had gone wrong, he suddenly felt that something was about to emerge from the black mist in the distance.

"That's..." Li Huowang leaned forward and stared doubtfully at the phantom that gradually emerged from the fog.

However, when the shadow of the thing in the black mist grew larger and larger, even surpassing Li Huowang's field of vision, he immediately understood what it was! This is Mahakala! This is Death Command! Can not look!

Li Huowang immediately lowered his head, stared at the uneven ground, and moved to the side.

The next moment, a low sound that made people feel extremely frightened came through, making Li Huowang's body froze in place as if he was electrocuted, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his feet.

All Li Huowang could do at this moment was to close his eyes, cover his ears, and curl up as small as possible. "Can't see me. Can't see me!"

Another low cry came, and the powerful pressure made Li Huowang feel as if he was on the verge of death.

At this moment, he felt as if a mountain was forcibly rolling over his head.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, that feeling disappeared. Li Huowang got up panting. At this moment, Li Huowang saw that most of his body had melted like a candle.

And this is just passing by, and I haven't touched myself yet.

"Is this Mahakala? This is Kui Ming." Li Huowang muttered to himself as he looked at the black mist in the distance.

Compared with Ba Hui who is in charge of pain and Doulao who is real and fake, Kui Mian who is in charge of death is a completely different feeling. It's like facing the eternal silence itself.

He didn't know why this place was so empty before, but after what happened just now, he finally knew why.

Compared to whether the dice was lying to him before, Li Huowang was more worried about whether his red memory was still alive.

Just like the situation just now, if it happens a few more times, even if there is a mummy lama protecting me, I won't be able to hold on, let alone sitting in Wangdao Hongzhong.

"Is it true that he has reincarnated? Is there reincarnation in this world?" Li Huowang couldn't help but start to think about the worst plan.

However, just as he was thinking this, Li Huowang suddenly looked up. He saw something running quickly into the black mist in front of him in the southeast corner of the ceiling.

"Wait!" Li Huowang kicked his feet and rushed towards the ceiling.

When his feet touched the uneven ceiling, Li Huowang immediately threw off his arms and chased after the movement.

In this extremely desolate world of death, the thing just now was the first moving thing he saw. He must catch it and ask about it carefully.

Li Huowang chased after it as fast as he could, and soon he saw the back of the thing. It was the back of a child. His body was white and seemed to be glowing.

"Wait! Don't run!" However, after hearing Li Huowang's shout, the thing ran faster.

Following the footsteps of this thing, Li Huowang's surroundings gradually changed. Some giant pillars erected between heaven and earth began to appear. These pillars were extremely high and wide, dividing the sky and the earth into two parts. The child disappeared directly behind the giant pillars. No trace.

Just when Li Huowang sighed secretly, he heard a joking voice above his head. "Why are you chasing him?"

Li Huowang raised his head and saw a Li Huowang who looked exactly like him hanging upside down from the ceiling.

That was Zuowangdao Hongzhong. Li Huowang could tell it at a glance. He would never show such an expression on his face.

"Great, you're not dead!" Li Huowang was overjoyed and couldn't help but sigh that he was really lucky to have found it so quickly.

"What? Do you really want me to die? You are right to think so. After all, to you now, I am just a memory created by Doula. Haha, I even want me to die." Hanging upside down Li Huowang put his hand on his face, and his face instantly turned into a red mahjong tile.

"Let me guess, if you go all the way to Fengdu to find me, you must be in trouble, right?"

"What kind of trouble is it that makes the famous Li Huowang come to help with a false memory?"

"You know, I'm just a memory!" He jumped down with red flesh, and laughed with his mouth open.

"Do you know what this means? It means that no matter what I do now, it resets in an hour, and then I start over again over and over again! Do you understand this feeling? Do you understand!!"

Following the shouts, the mass of blood and flesh began to gradually collapse, eventually turning into a pool of squirming blood.