Chapter 442: Hong Ling Xu Mixin
"Hmm! The dead, the rotten smell of the dead, the little brother of the master, let me go out and destroy the dead."
"Hong Ling wants them to fall into **** forever, their souls and spirits will be annihilated, and they will never be superborn."
"Brother Master, let me go out! I have an unrequited, unending feud with them."
Originally swallowed the magic mist of the sunset mountain range, Hong Ling had fallen into a deep sleep, but now she was awakened by the decayed power of the sky, and she immediately became agitated, wishing to directly rush into the ancient desolate soul sea.
The dead in the dead land should not exist in this world, they should be destroyed by humanity!
Not only to destroy, but also to kill all.
"Hong Ling, calm down, no matter what the hatred, you will suppress it for me."
"This is just a little boss who is dead."
"Leave it to my fifth brother! Why should you rush for revenge? I will definitely take you to the dead land in the future."
"And bring the Legion into the dead, but it will take time."
Gu Huang's mind was immersed in the Fifth Soul Sea, and he immediately calmed Hong Ling. It was obvious that Hong Ling's hatred had reached the point where it could not be added.
"I'm sorry, my little brother, everything can be compromised, but only these dead people, if I still have a thought, I will never give up with them."
"Brother, promise Hong Ling? Never compromise with them, never make peace with them."
"Don't give them any chance to kill them all, leave them alone, trample down the dead land, and destroy them completely."
"My little brother, please."
Hong Ling's hatred has reached the point where it can't be suppressed, but she also knows that she is out of shape, and must let Guhuang determine her position, because the group of dead people can't be regarded as beings at all.
Their existence is simply intolerable.
"Hong Ling, I promise you that although I am not a good person, I have a bottom line."
"Even if they interrupt the sleep of the dead, I will not tolerate them living in the world."
"Unfair and perishable, swear not to give up!"
Guhuang hadn't planned to let this group of mummies go. There was no racial justice and life and death benefits, because it involved the issue of survival.
If the dead are allowed to wreak havoc, the living will be destroyed.
"Brother Master, before I became the weapon of the old demon, I came from an ancient race called the Celestial Clan."
"But so far I am afraid that it has been almost destroyed, and few people alive except me."
"A long time ago, a mysterious strong man was chased by the dead, and he inadvertently fell into our heavenly tool clan."
"But in the end it also brought disasters to our heavenly tool clan, my father, mother, and clansmen almost all died in battle..."
"The mysterious strong man felt guilty, and he led me to escape to the vicinity of the Great Devil Heaven, and went alone to fight the dead."
"He left me one thing, the same thing that he doesn't even know about the old demon. I wonder if you have heard of the underworld, the eighteen layers of hell, and the six reincarnations."
Hong Ling received Gu Huang's guarantee, but in the end it was after repeated deliberations and decided to tell Gu Huang this secret, because no one could trust it, even the old demon.
God knows what kind of disaster will happen if this secret falls into the hands of the old demon.
But the owner's little brother is different. He is not tempted to face Gu Qingdie's talent and ability, and always depends on his own penance.
Although he is also a bad guy, he has a bottom line.
"Hades, eighteen layers of hell, six reincarnations!"
"I've heard that it is the place of reincarnation of life and death, the final destination of all spirits."
"Where the laws of heaven and earth converge, anyone is an inviolable existence."
"Only the Supreme Lord Luoxian can jump out of reincarnation, not among the six realms."
Guhuang's heart was greatly shaken, and he didn't expect that this world also had the reincarnation of life and death, the eighteen layers of hell, but what did this have to do with the dead.
"Brother Master, you are indeed very knowledgeable, and you are right."
"According to ancient times, in the 33 heavens, high above the heavens, dominate the heavens, frighten all worlds, and under the ninety-nine earth, sitting on the underworld, holding the reincarnation of life and death, the order of good and evil."
"But the underworld is closed, six spheres are broken, eighteen layers of **** are empty, and no one can control the cycle of life and death."
"Causing evil spirits to run rampant in the world, evil spirits everywhere, and the dead raging."
"Eighteen levels of **** are still in operation, but no one has extradited..."
"That mysterious strong man is the last prison officer of the Eighteenth Hell, and the only existence that can suppress the dead land."
"Only the underworld soldiers can fight against the dead, the eighteen layers of **** have stopped operating since him."
"He predicted that the dead land would ravage the ancient realms, and only someone could reopen the eighteen layers of **** and summon the underworld legion to smooth the dead land."
Hong Ling's voice stopped, and the following words involved great secrets. If Gu Huang did not have this heart and preparation, it would definitely be impossible to tell him the secrets of the eighteenth hell.
"Hong Ling, I won't talk about it anymore. I will keep this secret in my heart forever. No one can mention it, not even me."
"Once it leaks out, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"I have a few kilograms and a few taels. I know that if this secret falls into my hands, I will not be able to restrain my heart. The disasters that will be caused in the future are far more terrible than the land of the earth."
"I also know you want revenge, but revenge does not use this method."
"Sister Hong Ling, you have lived for countless years, how can you still be so simple."
"Death and death is indeed terrible, but the real terrible is the heart of all beings!"
Seeing that Hong Ling was not talking about it, Gu Huang also cut off his desire to continue listening. Just hearing the name of the eighteenth hell, he was already a little bit contemplative, if he had really got the secret.
He himself couldn't guarantee that he would bring out a disaster more terrifying than the dead land.
"My little brother, I didn't see you wrong. In the face of such a temptation, you can restrain yourself. At this point, you are much better than the old demon."
"Little brother, do you think that senior will not leave behind for such an important thing?"
"It's not as simple as you think to be in charge of eighteen layers of hell."
"Don't be too busy to refuse, wait until your cultivation level reaches the saint level before you are qualified to go to the place where the seniors left to take the test."
"The Saint Realm, that is the lowest standard..."
"But the senior has left this ancient scripture. He said that if a person has a root of wisdom, he will be able to comprehend its mystery and be able to fear the power of death and decay."
"It records various methods and secrets to suppress the dead land."
"Brother, you might as well enlighten it. With your talent, I believe you can understand it."
There was a gap in Hong Ling's sword body, and a page of gold paper floated out of it. Numerous characters and patterns were densely engraved on it, exuding a sense of peace and auspiciousness.
"The horseman, Hong Ling, the mysterious strong man in your mouth is a bald monk with a strange beast by his side..."
As soon as the ancient wild mind fell silent on the golden paper, the primordial spirit trembled violently, it was the one who swore that I would not go to hell, whoever went to hell...
Although not comparable to that old ancestor, it is also an extremely powerful existence.
But such strong people have run away, what exactly has the strength of the dead land reached.
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