Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 774 Nether Realm
"Tell me, what is the upper bound and what is the lower bound?" Zheng Rui asked.

"There is an existence like you in the lower realm, impossible, impossible!" At this moment, the young man finally stopped being so contemptuous and condescending.

But the expression on his face seemed to say, how could he be caught by an ant?
It's like a mortal walking on the road and suddenly saw an ant crawling under his feet, and then he was captured alive by this ant.

"This person's soul has been restricted, and all memories about the upper realm cannot be seen."

Zheng Rui thought, but it is not nothing!
"Friend Daoist, you forced all of this!"

Zheng Rui sighed, and glanced at the corpse, but found no magic weapon for storage on the body, only one magic weapon, so there was no way to guess what the so-called upper bound was.

"Where did Wan Deshan find this Zheng San? I'm afraid he invited someone from the top of the Qianlong list? That old man, has such a big face?"

"However, I finally hugged my thigh. Zheng San has the skills to reach the sky. As long as he follows him, there shouldn't be too much danger in this dangerous water palace!"

At this moment, Wan Xiaoshuang secretly peeped at Zheng Rui's back in the distance, and suddenly felt that the figure of Deng Tuzi, who was belittling her, grew taller.

Zheng Ruifei landed next to Wan Xiaoshuang, feeling that Wan Xiaoshuang was only seriously injured by the aftermath, but his life was not in danger, so he asked calmly, "Do you know what the so-called upper bound is?"

"Zheng, Senior Brother Zheng, I really don't know, don't kill..." Wan Xiaoshuang was crying, very pitiful.

Zheng Rui could naturally see that Wan Xiaoshuang was pretending. At this moment, Wan Xiaoshuang was more afraid and terrified of him, which seemed to be a little complicated.

"What am I going to kill you for? I don't know if I don't know. Let's go. The situation here is too complicated to stay for a long time. I need to find a way to leave the water palace."

Zheng Rui said, waving a piece of mana to help Wan Xiaoshuang heal.

For some reason, after he heard that he was called a monk from the lower realm, Wan Xiaoshuang was inexplicably pleasing to his eyes. After all, they were both monks from the lower realm, so they should watch over and help each other.

In fact, Wan Xiaoshuang is very beautiful, a beautiful girl, lively, cute and cunning.

If this woman hadn't lied to him before, he actually had a good impression of Wan Xiaoshuang.

Zheng Rui didn't expect that soon after, the layout of the entire water palace would undergo another drastic change, the space would be reorganized, and the scene would become unfamiliar again.

There was deathly silence nearby. As he moved forward, he used his spiritual consciousness to explore the so-called magic weapon of the upper realm monk in his hand, feeling full of doubts in his heart.

A short knife with a jagged edge, showing a cold light, revealing a strange law of fluctuations, it is a weapon that can be compared with Di Chong's big dagger.

But what really puzzled Zheng Rui was that the aura on the dagger was different from the aura on the five continents in the world, very strange.

He closed his eyes, touched the blade with his fingers, and felt it carefully, as if he saw that it came from a very far away place.

What is the so-called upper realm, and where is it in the human world? Is there really such a distant place in the human world?
"This person is very strong, but he doesn't have a sword soul!"

Zheng Rui muttered, feeling that something was very wrong, unless these people entered the sword soul space recently, or even a few hours ago, otherwise such a powerful existence could not even have a piece of sword soul.

When he thought about what the monks from the upper realm had said before, he became even more puzzled, if they had just arrived, how could they know everything here in advance.

What kind of supernatural powers and magic power do you need to do it?
"Is there still such a powerful force in the world, is it a large existence like the level of the Holy Land of Fluctuation?"

Thinking of this, Zheng Rui shook his head again.

On the next road, Zheng Rui saw seven or eight corpses parasitized by the mutated Lei Ling. They were all dead, and their entire spines disappeared, together with the sea of ​​mana in the dantian.

Zheng Rui stepped forward to investigate and found that most of the corpses did not have maggots. Only those monks who were powerful during their lifetime would have companions.

Wan Xiaoshuang next to her was obviously frightened. She had been attacked by Lei Ling before, and if it wasn't for the life-saving magic weapon bestowed by Wan Deshan, she would have already ended up like this.

In Lei Ling's eyes, it doesn't matter whether Wan Xiaoshuang is a stunning beauty or not, they are all treated equally, and they are all parasitic things.

Zheng Rui glanced at the woman, didn't say much, and was about to leave when he suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction, his eyes suddenly sharp.

"The breath of the monks from the upper realm, and the breath of the thunder spirit snake!" Zheng Rui did not hesitate, and immediately chased after him.

In the induction of his powerful spiritual sense, those existences seem to be moving in one direction with a purpose, and the speed is very fast.

After about an hour, the speed of those in front slowed down slightly, as if they were not far from their destination.

At the same time, Zheng Rui felt that a large number of monks from the human world were in front of him, including the Holy Son of Light, the genius monk from Southern Border, the young monk from Beimo, dozens of others, and even an acquaintance.

Zheng Rui restrained his breath, and with his magic power, he also enveloped Wan Xiaoshuang beside him.

"Everyone guessed right, we are indeed trapped."

"I think you all want to know, what are those existences and why are they so powerful?"

"But I can't say, otherwise you will lose even the courage to live."

"Even I never thought that I would encounter a situation like today."

"It's a catastrophe, but we have to live."

The one who spoke was the Holy Son of Light. At this moment, dozens of monks from the human world gathered together, all looking at that handsome and extraordinary young man.

Obviously, Shengzi Yaoguang has become the backbone of these people, the last line of defense before the collapse of Dao Xin.

"What do you mean to survive? You are the Son of the Wavelight, born to be powerful. You may be able to survive, can we?"

"Some of us must have seen them shoot. Let me ask, who can have the confidence to block a blow?"

"Perhaps, existences like the Holy Son of Waking Light and the Little Saint Monk can still fight, what about us?"

"Don't talk about those people, it's that kind of strange snake, can we resist it?"

"Everyone is smart. Our current situation is like a herd of horses driven by hunters. The reason why we can gather together is because of the deliberate actions of those beings!"

Someone was roaring hysterically, his eyes were bloodshot, but his pale face was dripping with cold sweat.

These monks who fell into extreme fear were very anxious and restless.

"They are too powerful, beyond our understanding of practice."

"Hehe, we are all dead, no one can leave alive."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to be parasitized by that weird blue light and become a strange snake!"

"Don't despair, everyone, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope."

"What is the little monk talking about?"

(End of this chapter)