Chapter 808 Six Paths of Human Heart

Lan Jingtian looked around and found that there was only one road here, without any forks, and he came along the way. He also carefully sensed whether the earth power was harmonious and natural, and did not find any other secret passages. In other words, the Golden Tent warriors and the Changsheng shamans either did not enter the devil's land at all, or had already entered the stone gate.

Jiuyou, the place where evil demons and evil ghosts originated in legend, there are natural evil gods and the Lord of the Netherworld. The laws and principles of heaven and earth are completely different from their own world. When you get there, it will become difficult to use the inner world to attract the outer world. Four ounces can no longer pry a thousand pounds. You will gain the power to destroy cities, break rivers and shake the earth. You may even be eroded by the outer world, gradually fall into the devil and lose your intelligence... Thinking of this, Lan Jingtian shrank back a little. The horror and evil of Jiuyou has been passed down from generation to generation, and it can stop children from crying at night.

At this time, Gao Qianyuan said lightly: "Only after entering this door can it be considered a devil's land."

Only after entering this door can it be considered a devil's land? Lan Jingtian was slightly shocked. Indeed, along the way, except for the increasing coldness, the increasing black and dark green fog, and the increasing amount of dark red and black plasma in the soil, there were no other characteristics of the demonic land, such as ghosts, filthy air, and a slightly mutated sea of ​​vitality.

It seems that the Changsheng Sect and the Life and Death Sect specially built the stone gate to isolate the demonic land from the normal world. Lan Jingtian suddenly realized and at the same time had deep doubts. This nine-fingered blue-blooded man seemed to know this place better than himself. Did the captives he captured belong to a higher level?

As his thoughts turned, Lan Jingtian showed a grim smile. It was good to have a "door". Didn't the mad knife want to "drive" the two of them to explore the way? Once they passed the stone gate, they would close it. If he didn't chase, they would definitely lose the trace of the two of them. If he hurriedly approached, he would lose the momentum of calmly oppressing and looking down on himself, and he would no longer be afraid.

He stretched out his right hand, as if to capture a dragon, and suddenly pulled back. The invisible force pulled the stone door open slowly, and even the void seemed to bend, and the dim light flowed with it.

Zazazaza, the stone door opened heavily, and the cold air rushed in, and a little bit of ice crystals drifted, making Lan Jingtian feel that his blood was stiff and about to freeze.

In his perception, Gao Qianyuan, who had nine fingers of blue blood, had a translucent skin, flashing a clear blue light, as if it was about to condense into ice, so he smiled slightly and stepped into the stone door with his head held high.

A tiny and invisible sword energy burst out from Gao Qianyuan's blood, shattering the ice, and regaining the power of movement, followed in.

Once they passed the stone door, the two turned around almost at the same time, pulling or tugging, trying to close the door and isolate the oppression of "Crazy Blade" Su Meng.

Zaza! The stone door rubbed back and forth, as if it was held by an invisible hand. No matter how hard the two tried, it could only vibrate and tremble in a small range.

"The power of Yuan magnetic field!" Gao Qianyuan and Lan Jingtian also felt the terrifying suction force.

The former is not an ordinary person, while the latter has refined many natural treasures and has long changed his physique, so he can feel the power of Yuan magnetic field very clearly.

Lan Jingtian's eyes widened, and he pulled the stone door with all his strength. The nearby void seemed to bend into a ball, dark and dark. Gao Qianyuan's sword energy was invisible and formless, without yin and yang, ready to interpret the boundary of isolating Yuan magnetic field.

The two had a clear division of labor and vowed to create trouble for "Crazy Blade" Su Meng and prevent him from accumulating momentum.

Two months have passed since the battle between good and evil, and all kinds of news have sprung up and spread vigorously. Lan Jingtian and Gao Qianyuan naturally heard about Meng Qi's killing of the crying old man with one knife, the unparalleled "Cause and Effect", the quasi-Dharma body combat power, the half-step Dharma body, and the capture of Has Ula alive among many masters. They were very wary of him, as if they were facing a great enemy rarely seen in their lives.

Suddenly, the force of the Yuan magnetic field changed, and the stone door was hit by Lan Jingtian and Meng Qi's combined force with a momentum and speed that could not be stopped by thousands of troops.

Bang! Crack... Although the stone door was protected by forbidden magic, it had exceeded its own limit and quickly cracked and collapsed into a pile, and then was frozen by the cold, producing layers of frost.

Lan Jingtian and Gao Qianyuan couldn't help but look at each other. They were too afraid of "Crazy Blade" Su Meng, and were oppressed by him step by step, so that they were led by the nose. They didn't even react to the simple common sense that the yin and yang changes of the Yuan magnetic force can be turned from pulling to pushing.

At this time, at the edge of the two people's induction, the vigorous blood like the scorching sun was still rolling and rushing into the sky, and the knife intent was cold and piercing the Yuanshen.

What a "Crazy Blade" Su Meng! This can't go on... Both of them are masters of many years, forcibly restraining all unnecessary emotions, clearing their minds, and their bodies and minds are between relaxation and not relaxing. They seem to have forgotten the oppression of "Crazy Blade" Su Meng behind them, and turned to look at the "Demon Land".

The left, right and front were all covered by the green fog that was almost frozen. The spirit could not spread more than a hundred feet. The ground was completely black, like the accumulation of blood clots for tens of millions of years, with a layer of extremely smooth ice floating on it, and occasionally dark green moss, with eyes, nose and mouth, and moss that made giggles!

Jiuyou has been hidden for more than 100,000 years, and the inheritance of the main world has been interrupted several times. Lan Jingtian and Gao Qianyuan only know the most famous things in it, and do not recognize this strange moss, but they observe the moss itself and the changes in the qi of heaven and earth, and find that it can emit a colorless and odorless gas, which makes people hallucinate, unable to lock the vitality of the essence, and is quietly sucked by it, gradually withering and dying.

The two masters seemed to relax, but they were actually highly alert. Once there was a little crisis, they could immediately burst out with strength, just like "a feather cannot be added, mosquitoes and flies cannot fall" when they opened their minds. One of them wielded the sword, and the other stepped on the soil, breaking the dark green moss into pieces.

After walking forward cautiously for a while, Lan Jingtian suddenly heard a crisp "crunch, crunch" sound, as if someone was chewing bones.

He subconsciously looked at Gao Qianyuan and found that he also looked solemn. He realized that it was not his illusion, so he put one hand down by his side and the other hand horizontally on his chest, ready to go, and went to the source of the sound.

This might find the whereabouts of the Golden Horde Warriors and the Immortal Shaman!

The mist parted, and the strong smell of blood rushed into the noses of the two.

As far as the sight can be seen, a man dressed as an Immortal Shaman was sitting on the rocky ground in front of him, covered in blood and with a swollen belly.

The Immortal Shaman turned his head and looked at the two people, his eyes full of greed and his expression dull and wooden.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a silly smile appeared on his face. Then he used his right hand to tear off his ear and stuffed it into his mouth, making a crisp sound, and swallowed it voraciously.

His left hand, his legs, his lips, the muscles and bones in his chest, all disappeared, bloody and messy, as if he had eaten them all and turned them into a bloated stomach, but his hunger did not ease at all.

"Hungry ghost possession..." Gao Qianyuan narrowed his eyes.

Lan Jingtian became more alert. This Changsheng shaman was quite powerful, only one step away from becoming a master. What kind of hungry ghost was so powerful?

Ho ho, this Changsheng shaman flew up, full of greed and rushed towards the two people, but was slapped by Lan Jingtian, his body strangely torn into pieces, and his relatively intact lips, legs and internal organs flew out of his stomach.

"It should be that there was a problem with the Netherworld Evil God Formation of the Life and Death Immortal Sect and the Changsheng Sect, and they did not close the Nine Netherworld gaps in time, allowing some evil demons and evil ghosts to flow out." Gao Qianyuan looked at the twitching corpse and did not find any "hungry ghosts leaving", and said "speculation".

Lan Jingtian deliberately snorted coldly: "Sneaking around, sneaking around, it seems that he is not a powerful evil demon, just a trophy, to refine precious weapons!"

The surroundings returned to silence, and no sound was heard.

"If we go further, we may find something unique to Jiuyou." Gao Qianyuan thought that he had the sword and the talisman in his hand, and it would not be a problem to escape without encountering the Dharma body, so he suggested to go deeper.

His eyes were slightly burning, as if he was full of desire for something unique to Jiuyou.

Lan Jingtian slightly distanced himself from him, without commenting, and followed him deeper.

The colder it got, even the fog seemed to be frozen, and the two had to use their own strengths to dig out a passage.

Snap, snap, snap, there was another sound in front of them, and the two of them were alert and refreshed their spirits, one on the left and one on the right, and moved closer in an arc.

Snap, snap... Another man who looked like a shaman of the Changsheng Sect was holding a saber in his hand, digging the ground tirelessly, as if he wanted to dig a passage to Jiuyou.

The pit he dug in front of him was a hundred feet deep, with a layer of blood-yellow floating at the bottom, as if underground water was about to burst out.

"Water of the Yellow Spring..." Gao Qianyuan took a step forward, and his body and Dharma body collapsed at the same time, merging into the slightly mutated sea of ​​​​vitality, rushing towards the blood-yellow layer from all directions.

Lan Jingtian did not advance but retreated, feeling that everything was abnormal. At this moment, another Lan Jingtian appeared in front of him, dirty and covered in mud, but there was no evil spirit between his eyebrows.

"Evil ghost!" Lan Jingtian was extremely calm, without a thought, and slapped his right hand, hitting the left chest of the "Lan Jingtian" that appeared.

Crack, the left chest of the "evil ghost" was deeply sunken, and the ribs were broken, but Lan Jingtian also felt a severe pain in his chest.

This palm seemed to hit himself!

How could this happen? Lan Jingtian forced himself not to think, not to panic, and dodged the evil ghost that had transformed. He stepped hard with his left foot, and the ground shook, cracking into gaps, letting the evil ghost fall into them, and then closing them.

Hehe... Laughter came, and Lan Jingtian saw "himself" without looking back.

He changed several methods in a row, and even let the "evil ghost" pounce on him, but apart from being injured, nothing else happened.

Gradually, the shadow of death enveloped his heart, making him unable to remain calm.

At this moment, he saw a pair of black boots and a long knife that looked like a huge wound.

"'Mad Knife' Su Meng..." Lan Jingtian muttered to himself, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, no matter that the two sides were still hostile just now.

"Come out." He heard Meng Qi's steady voice.

"Yes, there are very few people who can resist my 'Six Paths Great Handprint'." A plain voice sounded.

Lan Jingtian looked back and saw a towering stone bench several dozen feet high in the distance. On top of it sat a "giant" wearing a black robe, supporting his chin with his right hand. There were no nostrils, no mouth, no ears on his face, only one eye with six colors.

Not far away, the Changsheng Sect shaman was still digging hard. A talisman was swirling around Gao Qianyuan, and his eyes were slightly dull.

"Six Paths Great Handprint?" Meng Qi raised his eyebrows.

"Greed without restraint is a hungry ghost, and vicious resentment that cannot be resolved will fall into hell. The six paths are not in the underworld, but only in people's hearts." The evil demon who was hundreds of feet tall said with a smile, "I am the 'Six Paths Heavenly Demon' under the seat of the Great Free Son of Heaven."

Six Paths Heavenly Demon... Compared with the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Meng Qi suddenly felt that the other party was very low-class. He resisted the urge to criticize him and said calmly: "Great Free Son of Heaven?"

This is the evil god who betrayed the Demon Lord.

"Changshengtian is one of the incarnations of the Great Free Emperor. Daman colluded with the Immortal and Impermanent Sect and used the Netherworld Evil God Formation to try to awaken the sleeping Great Free Emperor. Unfortunately, he and Changshengtian died at the same time and it was difficult to continue. The previous shamans inherited his will and held a ceremony here, but they could only summon me." The Six Paths Heavenly Demon laughed, not minding the reveal of the truth at all, and no one knew what he was thinking.