Dragon Sword God

Chapter 548 Wangxiang Terrace

Xiang Hao didn't dare to set foot in the mysterious area behind the ancient stele. He opened his Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, but he couldn't see what was inside. He only felt the biting cold.

"Forget it, let's wait for Gao Ya and the others to come." Xiang Hao whispered, sitting cross-legged on the spot, not practicing, but scanning around vigilantly, for fear that something strange would appear.

After Xiang Hao looked at it carefully, he found that there was no passage on this land, and the road that the strange beast brought him before was gone, but Xiang Hao knew that it was not the road that disappeared, but the road that had disappeared. I can't see that road, the elegant three daughters will definitely come.

Here, you can't feel the passage of time, and Xiang Hao doesn't know how long you have been waiting, and finally waited for the three elegant women. He saw the three women, who almost fell directly from the void. Immediately, the three girls saw Xiang Hao.

"Xiang Hao?"

"Xiang Hao, are you okay?"

The three women came over.

Xiang Hao got up to meet him, and said with a solemn expression: "I'm fine, Qingcheng, did your father tell you, what is this place?"

Qingcheng didn't react for a while, she stared blankly ahead, and didn't answer Xiang Hao's words.

Soon, the three girls all saw the terrifying ancient tablet, and the word "hell" on the ancient tablet made the three girls couldn't help but exclaimed. It was all white.

"I don't believe that there really is a hell in this world. This place must have been kept to make a fool of myself." Gao Ya said in a deep voice after she realized it.

"No matter what it is, we must go on. I am afraid that only by going on can we find a way out. I suspect that the heart of law may be in the depths." Xiang Hao said seriously.

Without wasting too much time, a few people started on the road and walked towards the ancient tablet engraved with the word hell.

At this moment, there was a sudden bang bang bang sound from behind. When they turned their heads, it turned out that many monks fell from the sky, one after another.
"Why did they follow?" Qingcheng was surprised.

"Leave them alone, let's go first." Xiang Hao said.

A few people walked past the ancient stele, and at this moment, it was as if the sky and the earth were turned upside down, the landscape of mountains and rivers changed, and a majestic pass appeared in front of them.

After a few people hesitated for a while, they still walked into the gate of ghosts. Once they entered the gate of ghosts, they were reborn in a strange way.

A black ancient road appeared in front of it. On the ancient road, many creatures who seemed to be Yin soldiers, pressing down the shadows wearing shackles, walked on the black road, and their mournful cries resounded through the world.

Xiang Hao and the others suddenly realized that they were also in shackles, being escorted by a few pale-faced Yin soldiers, and walked deep into the ancient road.

This change made one's soul tremble, and the pores of his whole body were chilled.

Xiang Hao tried to break free, but he found that the mana was no longer effective, and was restrained by the shackles, unable to exert it. The same was true for the three elegant women, who could not use mana.

"Who are you guys?" Xiang Hao asked the Yin soldier.

"We are soul guides, and we will guide you to Wangxiang Terrace." A Yin soldier replied indifferently.

"Wangxiang Terrace? What's that place?" Xiang Hao's pupils shrank.

"Let you wait on the hometown lookout platform, take a last look at your relatives and friends in your hometown, and then go through Naihe, enter Fengdu, and wait for what happens." Yin Bing replied indifferently.

Xiang Hao's scalp is about to explode. Is this an illusion or something real?

Nangong Ling'er couldn't help crying in a low voice, she was alluring and elegant, and her face was not good-looking.

Xiang Hao looked up at the ancient road in front of him, and at a glance, there were ghosts in shackles. It was conceivable that these people would all be sent to Wangxiang Terrace.

"Brother Yinhun, we entered this place by mistake, we are not really dead, look at us, we are still flesh and blood." Xiang Hao tried to explain.

Hearing the words, the soul guide said with a blank face: "It is a serious crime to enter by mistake."

After these six sons, the soul-introducer didn't say a word.

Along the way, the wind was strong, and there were lonely ghosts wandering in the deep mountains and ravines on both sides.

After an unknown amount of time, all the ghosts in front of him stopped. Xiang Hao looked up and found that he had arrived at his destination.

Ahead, there appeared mountains of knives. The trees on the mountains were all sword trees, with peerless sharpness. It would be very difficult to pass through. However, there was a path of stone stairs leading to a Strange building on the cliff.

As for the strange building, which is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and the whole body is black, it is the legendary Wangxiang Terrace.

On the stone staircase path, stood a man in black robes, wearing a ferocious unicorn mask, looking down at all the ghosts, and said indifferently: "The future and the past have become smoke, everyone, please go to the Wangxiangtai and bid farewell to relatives and friends in the world."

After the man in black's voice fell, there were endless mournful cries.

However, no one could resist, including Xiang Hao and the others.

Soon, Xiang Hao and the others were sent to the Wangxiang Terrace together. Before Xiang Hao's eyes, miraculously, pictures emerged. It was a wild world. He saw Dongfang Yue, Ye Rou, and When we arrived at Li Taohua, we saw Jiang Xue, Xiao Feng and Fu Hongying sitting together, talking and laughing, Xiang Hao even heard the voices of Dongfang Yue and his daughters.

"Xiang Hao has been in the God Realm for a few months, I don't know how he is doing now." This was Dongfang Yue's soft sigh.

"Sister Yue, I miss Xiang Hao." Ye Rou put down the bowl and chopsticks, tears in her beautiful eyes.

"I miss him too. I don't know why, but I suddenly feel flustered." Dongfang Yue lowered her head, frowning tightly.

"Sister Yue, don't worry, that guy Xiang Hao is so powerful, he will definitely be successful in the God Realm." Li Taohua said with a charming smile.

The screen jumps, and Xiang Hao sees a lonely grave, which is the tomb of his master Mei Changsheng, and it is full of weeds.

At this moment, Xiang Hao's eyes were moist, and he really wanted to cry. Everything that appeared in front of him was too real, and the realness made his heart ache.

Nangong Linger, Qingcheng and Gaoya, the three girls also burst into tears, not knowing what they saw.

"Go on the road." A desperate and ruthless voice suddenly sounded, and immediately, Xiang Hao and the others were dragged off the Wangxiang Terrace by a dozen dark soldiers in black armor, and slowly descended another stone ladder Walk.

Xiang Hao looked down while descending the stone ladder, and his soul trembled when he saw it. It was a big black river, full of magic, flowing into an unknown deep and distant place.

There is a bridge over the river, and there is a tablet at the head of the bridge. There are three characters of "Naihe Bridge" on the tablet, and there is an old woman with white hair beside the tablet.
"Crossing the Naihe bridge, the future and the past are over." Faintly, Xiang Hao heard the hoarse and deep voice of the old woman.

(End of this chapter)