From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Falling, falling continuously.

The sunlight above my head gradually became weaker and weaker, and was replaced by pitch darkness, as if I had stepped into another space where everything was empty.

"Jian Youning! Jian Youning!" There was no response at all.

His body was still falling. Meng Liu touched his pocket. His cell phone had fallen inside when he took off his coat. He took it out and turned on the flashlight.

A beam of light came through, and after seeing the surroundings clearly, Meng Liu completely calmed down.

It was still dark. Even when the light came on, it was still dark everywhere, like a black hole without boundaries, and it was impossible to tell the direction.

Just when she didn't know what to do, the bracelet on her wrist felt slightly warm, so she covered it with her fingertips and rubbed it twice.

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable anxiety in his mind. It seemed that Jian Youning had stored a trace of his own consciousness in the bracelet, which would be activated in times of crisis.

Therefore, in an emergency, two people can briefly communicate with each other.

As she had guessed, once her emotions stabilized, the anxiety over there slowly subsided.

Unfortunately, I can only superficially perceive the other person's emotions and cannot communicate, and there is no signal on my mobile phone.

Just when she was considering whether to call Old Meng in the underworld.

Countless stars combined together to form a huge glowing pattern, which was slightly different from the previous three patterns, but it could be seen at a glance that they were from the same origin.

Meng Liu narrowed her eyes. If she guessed correctly, she and Jian Youning should have fallen into the opponent's formation.

Perhaps this is the ghost-raising formation that the spider spirit once mentioned.

If the other party wanted to train her into a ghost king, the place where she was must be the most critical position in the formation.

Meng Liu twisted her neck and formed seals with her hands. All her spiritual power rushed into her right arm frantically. Sweat broke out on her forehead. She gritted her teeth and pushed all the spiritual power into the bracelet on her wrist.

The two spiritual powers quickly merged, lifting her up and stopping her from falling.

She is still too weak and has been in this world for too short a time. Even though her talent in martial arts is stronger than that of ordinary people, she cannot cultivate strong and profound internal strength in such a short period of time.

The bracelet took her around in a circle, and Meng Liu went straight to the pattern with a clear goal.

If I'm not mistaken, the core of this formation is on that pattern.

The huge bright eyes stared at her blankly. Even though it was just a pattern without self-awareness, Meng Liu still felt a chill.

She jumped to the eyeball, but instead of touching it directly, she chose to pull out a few strands of hair and throw them in. At this moment, the eyeball began to rotate, and strangely lasted for two seconds before stopping.

It seemed to know that it had been tricked, and its eyeballs bulged twice as big.

Meng Liu's guess was correct. This was a ghost-raising formation. The gate of life and the gate of death existed on the pattern at the same time. Either one needed her body and hair as nutrients to open.

The other party really has a good plan.

The entire pattern has only one way out. If she makes a wrong step, her whole body will be used as nourishment to completely activate the formation. When she dies and her soul is separated from her, the opponent will be able to get a ghost king without fighting.

But she still couldn't figure out why they were so determined to turn her into a ghost king.

Don’t they know the power of the Meng family in the underworld?

Meng Liu shook his head and said, forget it, there’s no point thinking about it now.

She is not proficient enough in the formation, and cannot find a way out in a short period of time, and cannot break it. In this case...

Meng Liu curled her lips and smiled, her arm piercing through the black eyeball and stirring wildly inside. She couldn't explain what the feeling was, but it was sticky and a little disgusting.

The eyeball attempted to devour her arm, and it did.

Starting from below the shoulders, Meng Liu's arms and shoulders were swallowed up inside, and blood immediately gushed out like a faucet.

Meng Liu endured the pain and continued to kick other parts of the pattern with his legs. Without exception, they were all swallowed up.

In just a few minutes, she lost two legs and one hand, but the arm with the jade bracelet remained intact.

It's really eye-opening. She might be the first person in the world to give herself a limited-time human pig experience card.

The tossing and turning was effective, and the patterns were almost completely destroyed wherever she touched.

Meng Liu endured the severe pain, used his remaining hand to take out a knife and stabbed it into his heart without any hesitation.

Maybe it was because losing her arms and legs was too painful, she didn't even react when she was stabbed in the chest.

His life slipped away quickly, his face turned visibly pale, and the feeling of weakness, numbness and pain did not last for a minute before his new limbs and physical injuries all healed rapidly.

The pain disappeared instantly.

Meng Liu moved her newly grown hands and feet and twisted her neck. After making sure there was no damage, she smiled triumphantly.

Hehe, you didn’t expect that even the God of Hell wouldn’t take her.

If you die, you will automatically resurrect.

After all, if she really went to the underworld, who would be able to pay off the hundreds of billions of debts? Would she just rely on the salaries of the Meng family members in the underworld?

He followed suit and used the same method to destroy other parts of the pattern. Finally, a crack was torn in the darkness.

The sunlight came in, and Meng Liu tilted her head to take a look. It turned out that she and Jian Youning were in the mountains and their location had never changed.

Before I could be happy, an angry voice rang out: "Stop!"

A short, gray-haired old man picked up a brush and started painting on the spot at a brisk pace. He quickly drew a few patterns in different positions. The opening closed again, and the surroundings returned to the empty black.

Fortunately, those patterns are luminous, so you are not completely in the dark.

Meng Liu wiped the blood off his hands and said, "Finally, Ken showed up."

"Why don't you die?" Miyamoto Ze finished the pattern needed for the magic circle and looked at Meng Liu. Seeing that her wounds were completely healed, his eyes suddenly became fanatical, "Tell me! Tell me!"

Meng Liu only took one look at him and guessed that this man might be about to die.

She slowly smiled and opened her lips: "I, won't!" After saying that, she stuck out her tongue slightly, and saw what you can do to me.

Miyamoto Ze was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "Don't you Chinese people value respecting the elderly and loving the young the most? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Don't you have any idea how many of my friends you have captured? An old immortal like you is a waste of air if you are alive." Meng Liu sneered and ignored him, continuing to destroy the formation.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Miyamoto Ze's eyes were blazing with fire, but he was most familiar with formations and was not very familiar with other means of attack. Besides, Meng Liu would not die, so for a moment he really didn't know what to do with her.

Seeing that the formation he had spent so much effort to draw was completely destroyed, he pounded his chest twice in heartache, and hurriedly waved his hand to open the door of one of the patterns, and a series of people tied with ropes fell out.