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Chapter 841 The Illusion of Qingshi Bridge
As the ghost king, he naturally controls the natural laws that belong to Jiuyou Huangquan. This kind of rule power seems to be brought out from the mother's womb, which is the most important reason why he can sit on the throne of ghost king.

Xu Ming's determination to cut off his wrist also protected him from the breath of death, but the wound on his shoulder also slowly left bright red blood. Fortunately, his physique was different from ordinary people, so he closed the wound in a moment.

But going on like this is not an option, what the Black-faced Ghost King said is how much flesh he has to consume like this.

Once the soul is eroded by the power of the rules of death, then everything is over.

He didn't have a panacea to restore his soul, and after having such a prerequisite, Xu Ming became a lot more cautious.

At the moment, the little drug boy in the Beacon Temple was also in a hurry. It's not that he didn't see the scene just now, but even if he claimed to be well-informed, he couldn't think of a countermeasure in the first place.

The power of this rule is the most amazing, and the existence of Baidi who can ignore the way of heaven is even more fascinating.

But at this moment, for Xu Ming, it seemed that he could only dodge as much as possible.

But the black-faced ghost king didn't give Xu Ming a chance to breathe at all. At this moment, he had already taken advantage of the right time, place and people.

With a thought in his mind, the power of the rules that contained a strong sense of death melted into the black wind and came towards Xu Ming.

Surrounded by those two demon dragons to assist him, Xu Ming was crushed and beaten by the black-faced ghost king in an instant when he was in a calm state.

It's just to survive in the cracks, but it's not the way to go on like this.

In just ten breaths of time, the black wind touched Xu Ming's body three times.

And every time he could always take away a piece of Xu Ming's flesh and blood, this scene also made the black-faced ghost king happy.

But at this moment, when the black-faced ghost king wanted to do the same thing again, a ray of black flames also crossed Hi Erlian ghost king's eyes at an extremely fast speed.

The scorching heat of a single thought also caused a trace of hesitation in the heart of the black-faced ghost king.

It was precisely because of this hesitation that the ray of black flames spread across his body.

not good! !
The black-faced ghost king had a bad heart, and then subconsciously wanted to swallow the black flame with the black wind in his hand.

But he far underestimated the power of the strange fire, this kind of super strong flame that is unique in the world is not afraid of the black wind at all.

As for the black flames, they grew wantonly because of their flesh, but in the blink of an eye, the entire black-faced ghost king was completely covered by black flames, as if it had become a big fireball.

Even the double knives that had turned into monster dragons re-revealed their original form at this moment because of the huge shock in his mind.

Xu Ming also quickly accepted the two swords with a quick smile, and heart-piercing screams followed.

There was also a burnt smell in the air, but Xu Ming didn't expect that a person in the underworld would have such a smell.

This is good, his face, which was originally as black as the bottom of a pot, now became even darker under the roasting of the black flame.

And the whole person was completely messed up under the black flame's package, and before he could make a move, he was pierced by a bloody light in the sky.

The Soul Breaking Flying Sword, which was sharp to the extreme, also pierced through the eyebrows on the ghost king's forehead like lightning and flint.

The fierceness in the original condensed eyes of the black-faced ghost king dissipated suddenly. He never thought that he would capsize in the gutter and die in the hands of such a brat.

You know, back then even the Baidi who trespassed in Jiuyou didn't even dare to kill ghost kings like them.

Now he was actually killed by mistake, and there are rules in the yang world, and there are iron laws in the underworld.

Although the black-faced ghost king was pierced between the eyebrows by Xu Ming, he was not really dead.

I saw that the black wind that originally controlled the power of the rules of death also lost control in an instant, and the object of the immediate backlash was the black-faced ghost king.

In the blink of an eye, there was no scum left that was swallowed.

The black-faced ghost king just disappeared, and at this moment Xu Ming's forehead was also dripping with cold sweat.

Indeed, the method that contained the rules of death gave him quite a headache.

It is precisely because of this that he has seen this kind of rule power that is above the way of heaven.

At the same time, I can better understand the horror of Baidi who also comprehended the power of rules, but the road ahead of Xu Mingqi who killed the black-faced ghost king will only be full of dangers.

The matter of Xu Ming's killing of the ghost king was also known to all parties in Jiuyou, and all parties were shouting and killing for a while.

But before Yan Luo's order, these forces can only give some eye assists, that's all.

But Jiuyou, who has lost a ghost king, can't sit still.

Everyone who had looked down on Xu Ming looked at him differently at this moment, but after passing through two checkpoints in succession, the Long Road of Bones and the Ghost King blocking the way, what stood in front of Xu Ming was a gloomy and strange bluestone bridge.

The oncoming yin energy and death intent from the yellow-brown river flowing under the Qingshi bridge also makes people shudder, but the little medicine boy who is in the beacon fire temple can't hold back the excitement in his heart.

"This is the Naihe Bridge and the Wangchuan River"

What originally appeared in people's word of mouth, is now placed in front of my eyes.

In addition to excitement, there is also a deep fear.

Arriving here, it can be said that almost every step is full of murderous intent.

If you are not careful, you will be left here forever, and Xu Ming looked around and saw that there were countless stalagmites, tall or short, on the left side of the Qingshi Bridge.

These stalagmites are the leaders who have been robbed of their breath of life and left here forever. Those who were burdened with great ambitions also fell in front of the bluestone bridge without exception.

For such a long time, only Baidi passed here alone, so it is conceivable that the dangers in this seemingly calm place are much more tyrannical and terrifying than all the previous ones.

But Xu Ming had no way of turning back, he could only move forward.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the turbid breath in his lungs. He was refreshed and walked towards the Qingshi Bridge.

There has been only one way to pass the Wangchuan River since ancient times, but it is even more difficult to pass successfully.

Just as Xu Ming stepped on the bluestone bridge with his left foot, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Taking advantage of Xu Ming's unpreparedness and dragging him into the illusion, this is enough to explain the danger here.

Xu Ming's state of mind was already indestructible under those ten years of tempering, but the scene in front of him made him hard to guard against.

It can be said that it defeated the deepest and softest part of his heart, that is the childhood he didn't want to look back on.

And the illusion that appeared in front of him also instantly brought him back to the moment when he was eating all kinds of food and wearing all kinds of clothes!

(End of this chapter)