Longevity in the world of martial arts

Chapter 373
Guided by the Bianhua flower, the undead are moving forward. After half a day, the ancient road to Huangquan has come to an end. A black stone bridge looms in front of it, and it is covered by an extremely thick fog.

"Dijun, the bridge in front of you is the Naihe Bridge. After crossing the Naihe Bridge, we are looking for the sea of ​​blood and yellow springs." King Pingping said in a low voice, but there was a gleam of worry in his eyes, because at the end of the Naihe Bridge was the turning point. The location of Lun Mingjun.

"Soul...return...!"

Deep and hoarse, like gold and iron rubbing against each other, an extremely decaying sound came from the Naihe Bridge, which also made the expressions of many undead even more dull. They boarded the Naihe Bridge towards the source of the sound!
Before Lu Xin stepped onto the bridge, Wang Pingping and Cui Ziyu looked at each other, and they stepped out step by step, and they were already walking towards Naihe Bridge.

On the bridge of Naihe.

The bridge deck was mottled and covered with mist, making it impossible to see the end at a glance. Cui Ziyu and King Pingping led the way, Lu Xin and others walked along and followed. After a stick of incense, a hunched figure came into Lu Xin's eyes.

"Drink the Wangshun Soup and walk across the Naihe Bridge, and there will be no more nostalgia for the past life."

An old woman's hair is pale, covering her face, so that people can't see what she looks like, but every time an undead passes by her, a bowl of muddy soup will appear in her hand, making the dull soul drink.

"My lord Meng, I'm waiting to see Lord Chuanlun Mingjun, and I hope you will do me a favor." King Equality bowed and lowered his posture very low.

pity.

Granny Meng still held the soul soup, and kept passing it to the souls passing by her, and she didn't respond to King Equality's words, which also made King Equality and Cui Ziyu a little embarrassed.

at this time.

Lu Xin strolled over. He looked at Granny Meng indifferently, his eyes full of indifference, and then walked directly towards the end of Naihe Bridge.

Such a scene stunned the Six Great Underworld Lords and Cui Ziyu. They followed Lu Xin's pace with a little hesitation. Obviously, when they came here, there were some things that they could not decide on, and everything could only depend on Lu Xin.

"The home of the dead, strangers stop, if you want to cross this bridge of Naihe, then drink this bowl of soul soup."

Suddenly!

A withered paw blocked Lu Xin's figure, and a bowl of muddy soup appeared in front of Lu Xin. At this time, Granny Meng slowly raised her head, and her face appeared in Lu Xin's eyes.

The skin like a mummy, and the empty eyes, staring at Lu Xin at the moment, also gives people an extremely creepy feeling.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do anything stupid."

Looking at Granny Meng's terrifying grimace, Lu Xin's face was expressionless, and his voice was extremely flat, but a murderous intent flashed in Lu Xin's eyes. Obviously, he was not just talking. She kills it.

"You are a stranger, you can't cross this bridge of Naihe, there is still time to retreat now." Granny Meng said hoarsely, her whole body was filled with turbid light, and her aura also became extremely strange at this moment.

"Ah!"

Lu Xin smiled, very grimly. This kind of gloomy is completely different from the gloomy and terrifying aura blooming around Po Meng. Something terribly terrible happens.

"Soul turns into soul, rules are added to body, you think you are invincible, this is your self-confidence, right?"

As Lu Xin's voice fell, Granny Meng's complexion suddenly changed, her empty eyes were even more terrifying, and the eyes she looked at Lu Xin showed a ray of horror.

"Dare to block the way of this emperor, do you know how to write the word 'death'?"

Rumble!
When Lu Xin's gloomy voice uttered, extremely terrifying fluctuations bloomed around him, but the many dead souls on the bridge were all turned into flying ash by the fluctuations that Lu Xin bloomed, and the Wangchuan River under the bridge turned into huge waves .

"I hate the person who plays tricks the most in my life, you humble ant, are you so stupid as to play tricks in front of me?"

The sound was like nine quiet, everything turned to ashes, Lu Xin narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he stretched out his palm, the space suddenly shattered, and a giant palm that lifted the sky manifested, with the mighty power to kill everything, directly towards the Granny Meng slaps away.

Lu Xin made a violent attack, which no one could have expected. Cui Ziyu and Pingping Wang wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Meng Po was completely stunned by Lu Xin's killing blow. Eerie feeling.

Everything is annihilated, killing everything, this is how Po Meng feels at the moment, she wants to avoid it as much as possible, but her whole body seems to be frozen, she can only watch the giant palm of Qingtian come down, and she is about to be completely annihilated here On the bridge of Naihe.

"Also ask fellow daoist to give me a thin face, and then spare her life."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the end of Naihe, and an illusory figure loomed at the end of Naihe. At this time, a smile appeared on the corner of Lu Xin's mouth, and the giant palm holding the sky in the void suddenly disappeared. Also subsided slowly.

Obviously, Lu Xin didn't really want to kill Po Meng, but just forced the Lord Zhuanlun to appear. Just as Lu Xin thought, the Lord Zhuanlun couldn't sit still, and he also achieved his goal. Give Junlun Mingjun a thin face.

"Remember the words of this emperor, a person must see himself clearly, if he cannot see himself clearly, this will make you die without a place to bury him."

Lu Xin said indifferently, then stopped looking at Po Meng, and walked towards the end of the Naihe Bridge, leaving only Po Meng's trembling and bent body, obviously her mind was not calm.

"Farewell, Mrs. Meng." King Equality bowed his hands, and everyone quickly followed Lu Xin.

But at the end, Lu Xin walked down the bridge,

What caught Lu Xin's eyes was a nine-story high platform with a wide stone mirror on top of it, and a young man sitting cross-legged under the stone mirror.

The young man has an ordinary face, dressed in black, and there is no trace of aura around him, but when he opens and closes his eyes, it seems that life and death are revolving in his eyes, as if the life and death of all things are stored in his eyes.

"I've seen Lord Runner."

When the six Mingjun and Cui Ziyu walked down the Naihe Bridge, they all bowed to the runner Mingjun under the high platform.

"Fellow daoists, there is no need to be too polite."

Zhuanlun Mingjun didn't move, just smiled on his face, nodded to everyone, then looked at Lu Xin, and said: "Being able to subdue the six great Mingjun, it seems that fellow Taoist is the rumored Cang Ming from the outside world. Emperor."

at this time!

Lu Xin's eyes rotated, and when he looked at Zhuanlun Mingjun, a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes, and great waves were set off in his mind.

For thousands of years, there have been very few things that can make Lu Xinxin fluctuate, but seeing this Lunlun Mingjun today, Lu Xinxin fluctuated so violently, but it made him feel extremely surprised.

(End of this chapter)