Fantasy: I opened a bookstore in the cemetery of gods and demons

There is still a difference between this place and the legendary hell. On the Yin-Yang Bridge, several phantoms flung their teeth and claws at Qin Bufan and the others.

This is a kind of spiritual body between the tangible and the intangible. It can be called a ghost if it is successful in cultivation, and it can be called an undead in the mouth of a mage.

The little girl made a monstrous giant palm!
Several ghosts howled and struggled, but finally disappeared completely under the giant palm and returned to nothingness.

"Even if this is not the legendary hell, it must be a place of extreme yin."

The little girl's face was a little ugly, she felt that things were a little tricky, especially now that there seemed to be no way out.

Qin Bufan and the little guy walked in front side by side, walking forward cautiously. The other side of the bridge was filled with blood and mist, and it was impossible to see the scene clearly. dangerous.

The Bone Bridge had already passed halfway, and at this moment, the blood-red river suddenly rolled up a big wave, and the river, filled with a strong breath of death, rushed towards them with a "hoo".

Qin Bufan slapped forward with his palm, and the big wave was defeated immediately, turning into blood-colored spray and falling under the bridge.

However, at this moment, a gloomy aura shot up into the sky from the river under the bridge, and a mournful howl pierced the sky, causing the whole bone bridge to tremble violently.

A tall specter soared into the sky from the water. It was a naked man with long black hair hanging over his shoulders. His blood-red eyes coldly glanced down. His muscular body was coiled like silk horned dragons. The most unbelievable thing is that he actually has thirteen heads, except for the one in the middle which is a human head, the others are animal heads.

The little guy whispered, "What kind of monster is this?"

The little girl circulated her true qi, stood in front of her body, and said, "It seems to be a big demon king in the legend, but no matter how poor that terrible guy is, he can't get here to be a bridge guard!"

The little guy asked curiously: "Which legendary big devil does he look like?"

"It seems to be called Pocella. I don't remember clearly. I only know that it is one of the one hundred and eight demon kings in mythology."

"Then call it Allah."

The little guy shouted at the three-headed man in the air: "Why are you blocking our way, do you want to start a war with us?"

Based on his feeling, Qin Bufan felt that the person in front of him was not a dead thing, but it seemed difficult to communicate, because the other person looked at them with no other emotion except cold murderous aura, as if they were just a killing machine.

This made him a little puzzled. The little girl used to be a spirit corpse with deep heels. She shouldn't be mistaken. Why does this person look so similar to the legendary demon king?

The thirteen men screamed, leaving an afterimage in the air, rushing towards them, and a gloomy cold wind surged towards them.

Qin Bufan and Chen Nan didn't move, the little girl rose into the air and quickly slapped her palm.

"boom!"

The little girl and Demon King Possela left afterimages in the air, and the two were entangled fiercely.

Surprisingly, Possela's arms seemed to be made of fine iron, and they kept striking against the little girl's palms without any damage, but instead made a huge clanging sound.

"What kind of monster is this? It can even draw with the little girl?."

Qin Bufan sighed, he has not penetrated into the forbidden area yet, and has already met such powerful opponents on the outside, God knows what kind of perverted monsters will be there in the innermost part.

"boom"

A beautiful shadow flew across the air, and the little girl's palm slapped fiercely on the pig's head on the left shoulder of the thirteen-headed demon king. The demon king Possela let out a miserable scream from being beaten, and a stream of scarlet blood flowed. Spit out.

In the end, the little girl shattered Possela's dog's head with her palm, red blood and white brains splashed out, and this round of fighting also ended.

Demon King Posella let out an incomparably fierce howl, broke through the encirclement, and finally plunged into the blood-colored river filled with lifelessness.

In the river under the bridge, there seemed to be some monsters. They showed their heads in the waves from time to time, but they seemed to know the strength of the two and one beast, and no monster rushed up again.

This time, Qin Bufan and the others walked across the bone bridge calmly and finally landed on the other side.

The blood mist gradually dissipated, revealing the scene ahead.

The scene in front of me can only be described as evil, a sea of ​​flowers, blood red, all the flowers seem to be dripping with blood, but the atmosphere in front of me is a bit depressing, obviously the flowers are blooming all over the ground, but here is lifeless, There is no life at all, these flowers seem to bloom only for death.

Qin Bufan gasped, because he thought of a legendary flower of the dead—corpse-scented konjac.

The fragrance of this flower has magical powers and can evoke the memory of the dead.

You can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom, and you can't see the flowers when there are leaves.

Flowers bloom in the kingdom of death, and are the only scenery on the road to hell. From a distance, it looks like a carpet paved with blood.

Those who go to the kingdom of death follow the guidance of this flower to the hell of the nether world.

Although the corpse-flavored konjac here is a little far away from the Yinyang River and the Bone Bridge, which is somewhat inconsistent with the legend, but they are closer to the deepest Netherland.

As in the legend, there are no leaves under the blood-red flowers, and only blood-colored filaments are coiled on the stems of each plant, dancing like blood claws.

The red flowers everywhere are indeed beautiful, but the beauty is evil, the beauty is frightening, and the beauty is dead!The endless breath of death is emitted, which makes people feel terrified.

There are two evil flowers in the world, one is called Shixiang Konjac, and the other is called Bianhua.

"Could it be that this is really the legendary corpse-flavored konjac?"

Qin Bufan felt chills running down his spine.

There is also a beautiful flower called konjac in the world, but it is obviously just the same name. Although the leaves fall off when it blooms, it is impossible to have the slightest breath of death.

The blood-red sea of ​​flowers in front of me exudes a strong breath of death. It is an evil flower that really blooms in the kingdom of death!

Apparently, the little guy also knows about this legendary evil flower. It muttered in a low voice: "It is said that this kind of flower blooms for 1000 years and falls for 1000 years. The flowers and leaves will never meet again. It is a hell flower that shows life and death."

"Well, it seems that we have really broken into an evil place, you have to be careful, we may have no return path now, we can only move forward!"

Qin Bufan's words were not wrong. Looking back now, the bone bridge has disappeared. There is only a rushing and roaring blood-colored river, and there is a restriction in the sky above the river, preventing them from crossing.

The blood-red corpse-scented konjac is extremely alluring. From a distance, it seems that there is a faint layer of blood mist filling the flowers.

Walking among these evil flowers, Qin Bufan always felt that something was wrong, and the feeling of danger slowly permeated his heart.

He reminded aloud: "Be careful, I feel something is wrong..."