The Lotus Lantern is with you

He finally broke his promise. Through the moonlight, Mo Chen looked at Yang Jian's peaceful sleeping face, feeling very heavy in his heart.

"Shen?" Mo Chen was taken aback by the young man's low ravings, and then his heart was filled with guilt and uneasiness. I'm sorry, Jian, he said to himself.

Quietly left a letter on the boy's pillow, under the moonlight, his body instantly disappeared into a light and shadow.

At this time, on Kunlun Mountain, with one hand on his back, Kunlun looked down at the Kunlun Mountains faintly against the moonlight.Seeing his indifferent expression, Mo Chen's heart sank, and he felt that his departure seemed to be more or less ominous.

He had never heard of the gate of hell in his last life. He only knew that there was a valley in Kunlun where not a single blade of grass grew, and any creature that entered it would be wiped out.

But I don't know if I can successfully achieve my goal this time.

"Have you decided?" Kunlun still had an indifferent expression, his eyes were terrifyingly indifferent.

Mo Chen nodded firmly and replied, "Kunlun, you know I won't give up."

When his uncle died in the previous life, he had already made up his mind. No matter what, please let him protect Yang Jian in this life. This is his debt.

In that peach blossom grove, he remembered Jian's real smile, and he hoped that this smile could be kept forever. When he left, his uncle had already obtained his happiness.

That's enough.

"I'm giving you something, Mo Chen, it will be useful to you." Kunlun raised his hand, and a light hit Mo Chen's chest. Mo Chen felt a cool feeling spread all over his body. He was puzzled and asked silently, Kunlun But he didn't answer, "When you get the blood lotus, you can leave there, but..." Mo Chen didn't hear what Kunlun said clearly, but his eyes gradually blurred.

The surrounding space began to distort, and as Kunlun's figure gradually dissipated, the air became hotter and hotter.

When the space stabilized, he looked around at the red and black world around him, and made a cold smile.

Hell? Even hell can't stop him...

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If you want to say that the most terrifying place in hell is not the place of the netherworld where the wicked are punished, nor is it the valley of death where no grass grows and is shrouded in miasma all the year round, but the palace of the underworld, the first extreme north of hell.

"Hell" does not have the passage of time. For the members of "Hell", they don't remember when this almost massacre started.The only thing I remember is the man with black hair and red eyes, wearing a black and red robe, with a face like frost and snow, holding an ax in his hand and destroying all those who dared to resist him.

"That man." This is what all hell members call him. They dare not call him by his name directly. A kind of fear has been deeply rooted in everyone's heart since that man slaughtered a third of hell's creatures.

"Hoo, hoo!" The man propped himself up in a bit of embarrassment, staring at the bloody lotus in front of him, and cursed countless times in his heart.

His originally jet-black long hair was sticking to his back like a dog gnawing at it, and a strand of hair was scorched by the flames, sticking awkwardly to the sweat-soaked black robe.

He was Mo Chen, following the message left by Kong, he headed north all the way, and finally found the trace of the Chaotic Blood Lotus.

Even though Sora had told him about the horrors of hell, he didn't expect it to be so insane.

No one knows how much suffering he has suffered before, life and death are commonplace, many creatures in hell are more extreme than the gods and demons in his original world, there is no morality at all, there is no distinction between black and white, some only have supreme power and status.Mo Chen used to be a judicial god, but he never thought that there is a place where power is the rule.

Simple and straightforward horror...

During the day-to-day fighting, Mo Chen gradually understood that this is not the hell of the original world. If you want to survive, in this world, you must abandon all conscience and feelings.He let go of Zeng Jin's arrogance as a judicial god, and also let go of the dignity and power of God.

Every day, the oncoming darkness and distortion seemed to be devouring his soul. The deeper he immersed himself in this place, the more proficient he was at mastering the fire of the abyss, which made him feel a little uneasy.As his strength became stronger, his mentality gradually changed.

He didn't know, or he was aware of it but subconsciously ignored the change in himself.

When he killed all the resisters and blockers all the way, unknowingly, he has become one of the most terrifying existences in this world. Gradually, the black and red robe replaced the original pure white.

At this time, he went deep into the edge of hell, and finally found the location of the chaotic blood lotus.After all, the chaotic blood lotus is not something ordinary people can obtain. He has tried countless times, and has been on the verge of death countless times. This time, he can finally get close to the chaotic blood lotus.

He leaned down cautiously, grasped the ax with his right hand, and before the new wave of attacks arrived, he pre-empted the attack, turning into a flash of red light and charging forward.

However, around the blood lotus, the spiraling chain chains came straight towards him with flashes of thunder. Mo Chen swiftly avoided all the attacks,

There was a sound in the ear, and he dodged the vines in the pool in a strange posture, but there was a sharp pain in his left chest, and all the attacks stopped.

He looked straight at the blood lotus in front of him, trembling his hands in disbelief, and reached for his left chest.

In the endless abyss, the man in black floated stiffly in the air.A chain passed straight through his heart, and in the blink of an eye, the chains all over the sky tightly bound his limbs and neck, hanging in mid-air.

"Ahem..." A large amount of blood gushed out of his chest like a spring, and he felt that the blood was rapidly draining from his body, dripping into the bloody lotus below him.

"This time, it seems that the game is over..." He slowly closed his eyes, but a rune suddenly appeared on his chest, and it quickly shuttled through the veins of his body.

At this moment, Yang Jian, who was practicing boxing, suddenly felt his heart constrict, followed by a severe pain in his soul.

"Woo..." Yang Jian knelt on the ground, folded his arms, and the tearing pain made his concentration even begin to diverge.

Master Yuding supported him in a panic.

"What's going on, Yang Jian, Yang Jian! Hey, you!" He looked at Yang Jian's painful expression, and his heart tightened.

Hastily struck a trace of divine sense, only to find that Yang Jian's soul fluctuated violently, as if it was about to be divided into two halves by something.

"This is it!" Master Yuding saw a blue-black flame burning in Yang Jian's soul, and a blue-colored soul fragment loomed above it, as fragile as if it was about to dissipate in the next moment, while Yang Jian's soul kept pouring into it. Send power, and protect it tightly.

I see!Master Yuding thought of the prophecy that Mo Chen had said, and was shocked, so it was so.

He sat cross-legged, and with his hands, he drew runes one by one out of thin air and hit Yang Jian's body.

"Yang Jian, you have to hold on now, you must not lose your consciousness!" Yu Ding shouted loudly, but his subordinates did not stop.

Below him, the yin and yang gossip and Tai Chi diagrams shone with dazzling light. Yang Jian felt as if he had been sucked in by something, and a strong sense of sadness overwhelmed him.