Happy Fairy

If you want to pass through this land of thunder, you need to find out where it landed, and find the path with the least number of thunders to pass through the minefield!

The whereabouts of these thunderbolts seem to be irregular, some are in front, some are behind, the frequency is very high, and the speed is very fast.

Before Liu Hai had time to move, a thunderbolt from the sky had suddenly struck Liu Hai's head.

His current body is that of a mortal, thunder and lightning penetrated his whole body, his whole body was numb, and every cell in his body could hear the sound of mourning.

Especially the skin at the point where the lightning strikes, it's all open, bloody and bloody!

Liu Hai couldn't help taking a deep breath, he didn't care about studying the rules, and began to avoid the lightning attack based on his feeling.

This level seems to be dangerous, but Liu Hai's heart is not flustered.

He himself has comprehended the law of thunder, and has reached the level of 2. He has comprehended the secrets of attracting thunder and destroying the secrets, and has a deep understanding of the location of the thunder and lightning attack.

Relying on this inexplicable comprehension, he walked back and forth, left and right, and countless thunder and lightning passed by his body, but they couldn't hit him head-on, only the remaining thunder and lightning aftermath, which was transmitted to his body through the ground.

Throughout the thunderstorm as numerous as a rain curtain, Liu Hai could always find a vacant place, strolling in the garden, and occasionally he couldn't hide, and he was only attacked once or twice, and he was still within the tolerance range.

If someone else came to pass this level, he might be electrocuted to death in the end, but he passed through the entire minefield and only endured nine lightning strikes, but his whole body was numb and his body was weak.

Chapter 363 Huangquan Road!

After breaking through four levels in a row, Liu Hai's confidence soared, and he felt that this place was nothing more than that.

Go forward with great confidence.

However, looking ahead, he was stunned.

He looked around and found that there were people all around, no, not people at all, these were ghosts!

The body was erratic, with missing arms and legs, and walked forward with a numb face.

A well-dressed, well-dressed middle-aged man said decadently: "So what about the great rivers and mountains, in the end it's just a walk on the road to Huangquan!"

A woodcutter's chest disappeared, and he said miserably, "I don't want to die!"

Looking around, the ghost walkers around have different identities, there are gray-haired old men, bookish scholars, beggars with ruined clothes, and practitioners like him!

"I'm a great power in the state of body integration. I have already transcended the three realms and am not among the five elements. This Huangquan road can't accept me!"

A monk-like ghost suddenly yelled and ran towards the side of Huangquan Road.

There are white flowers growing on the side of the Yellow Spring Road, which are strange and beautiful. This monk is different from other ghosts. The soul body is full and powerful. He broke free from the suction of the Yellow Spring Road and directly entered the flowers.

However, he didn't take a few steps before he froze in place, and within a short period of time, he emitted dozens of soul qi, which were absorbed by the white flower.

Liu Hai took a breath: "What kind of flower is this?"

"This is Bianhua! The flower of Hell, he is violating the regulations of Hell. If he is sucked by Bianhua, his soul will fly away. There is no chance to start again. Young people, it is fate to be able to walk together on Huangquan Road. What's your name?" ?” An old man next to him said with a smile.

Hearing this, Liu Hai took a deep breath: "Is this really Huangquan Road?"

The old man laughed: "Is this still fake?"

"Where are we going now?" Liu Hai asked.

"Of course I'm going to drink Mengpo soup and enter the six realms of reincarnation!"

The old man pointed to the front.

Liu Hai looked ahead, and there seemed to be a pavilion dozens of miles away. Ghosts walked by one by one, drank a bowl of Mengpo soup, and then jumped into a hexagonal vortex in front of them, disappearing.

Liu Hai's complexion turned pale, this time, it is reincarnation, then this life is bye bye, after reincarnation, who knows whether it is a human or a monkey?

And the memory is not there, is that still him?

Liu Hai's face was uncertain, and he stood still.

However, the old man patted him on the shoulder, pointed to a ghost messenger with a pale stick in the distance and said: "Let's go, once you stop, the ghost messenger will be alarmed, and under his stick, you will be out of your wits." Already!"

Only then did Liu Hai notice that on both sides of Huangquan Road, at every distance, there was a ghost messenger with a pale bone stick and a black hat looking at the ghosts walking on Huangquan Road.

If a ghost stays in place, it will be smashed down by one of its sticks, and its soul will fly away!

Liu Hai didn't dare to neglect, so he could only continue to move forward slowly.

"But, didn't that person rush out of Huangquan Road just now? Why didn't the ghost guard stop the punishment immediately?"

Liu Hai looked at the old man carefully this time.

This old man has a ruddy complexion, a dusty temperament, and a very chic ancient costume.

"If you're looking for death, ghost messengers won't stop you. You haven't said your name yet."

"My name is Liu Hai, is the old man?"

The old man laughed: "My name is Li Taibai!"

Liu Hai nodded and said, "What did Mr. Li do before his death?"

"Seller of paintings!" Li Taibai smiled triumphantly, flipped his hands over and took out a picture scroll, and opened it for Liu Hai to see.

There is a picture of a stunning beauty on the picture scroll, who is very charming with a slight smile, but unfortunately, Liu Hai is not in the mood to appreciate this picture scroll at this time, frowning: "This Huangquan Road, how should I escape?"

Li Taibai shook his head: "You can't escape! Once you enter Huangquan Road, you must abide by the rules of heaven and earth here!"

"But my lifespan is not over yet, so it's also inexplicable to come here. This is not the place I should come!"

Liu Hai responded casually, and he paid attention to the scenes on both sides of Huangquan Road.

Those Bianhua flowers are not all along the way. There are no Bianhua flowers in some road sections. There is a long yellow river extending from unknown depths and flowing towards unknown depths. This river should be Huangquan River. The river is sinking and floating. Countless ghost corpses are terrifying.

Occasionally there are bridges across the Huangquan River, and I don't know where they lead.

Liu Hai finally set his eyes on the bridge for escape. He didn't know where it was behind the bridge, but he couldn't care less.

"You want to escape?" Li Taibai asked.

"Of course, I'm not willing to drink Mengpo soup!" Liu Hai said.

Li Taibai nodded, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "You and I are destined, I will give you a painting!"

He handed the scroll in his hand to Liu Hai.

Liu Hai took it smoothly, gave him a fixed look, and said, "Thank you for the gift!"

"I'll give you a cover, if you want to escape, seize this opportunity!"