Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 282 The Unknown Portal

"Thigh, don't die, I'm so scared by myself."

"Mother cat, wake up quickly, woo woo, what the hell is this place, why are there so many skeletons."

"I don't want to die yet, I haven't eaten thighs, I haven't eaten beasts yet, woohoo, who can take me out, I haven't married, I haven't been raped yet."

It was dark all around, and Bei Han looked around in a daze, but couldn't see a ray of light.Vaguely, it seemed to hear a little girl's call.

The yelling of 'thigh' over and over again made Beihan tremble all over, if Beihan hadn't passed out now, he would have jumped up immediately and beat this guy up.

What's even more shameful is that this brat actually said that he wanted to be raped before. This is definitely hurtful and hurts the harmony of nature. Bei Han was stunned and couldn't accept the "good wishes" of this eight-year-old brat. .

"Hey, Xiaoman is hungry, thigh, you are already like this, I eat you now, I should not be struck by lightning, the main reason is that the female cat is too small, so big, it is not enough to fit between the teeth , or I will eat it first..."

The bear boy kept swearing without surprise, looked at the two big meals lying in front of him, and licked the corner of his mouth.

And at this moment, the female cat and the thighs on the dining table jumped up almost at the same time, looking at the little one in front of them with wide eyes, the brat, the lake was boiling with anger.

"Damn, I won't beat you to death today, you brat!"

Bei Han yelled angrily, and didn't care about observing the scene, so he directly took Lan Xiaoman into his arms, with his little butt facing the sky, and slapped him hard with his big slap.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee—"

Xiaobai stood aside righteously, waving his little white paws and cheering. Accompanied by the rhythmic slapping and babbling, the kitten's face was full of the pleasure of hitting the bad guy.

"Bear boy, do you still want to eat me?"

Beihan beat and whipped, gnashing his teeth, completely no longer the handsome and resolute demeanor he used to be.

"Oops - don't eat..."

Lan Xiaoman shouted, he had never felt such severe pain when she was so tall, facing Bei Han whose restraint was invalid, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.

Tired from the beating, Bei Han finally put Lan Xiaoman down, looking at that pitiful little face, he didn't have the slightest sympathy in his heart, on the contrary, his face was full of contempt.

"The devil would believe you, a cute, black-bellied brat." Bei Han pouted, ignoring Lan Xiaoman's 'beautiful'.

"Yeeeeah!!" Xiaobai on the side also echoed.

"Woo--I was wrong..."

……

After beating up Lan Xiaoman, Beihan calmed down and looked at the strange world around him.

This place is filled with a kind of purple light, arrogant and powerful, direct to the soul, that kind of breath is like facing a powerful king, and he is just a small person from the countryside.

With a terrifying momentum, Bei Han stood up tremblingly, suppressing the strong tremor in his heart, and looked around in a blink of an eye.

This is a passage, made up of purple barriers and endless rocks. The endless dazzling purple spiritual power, bound by the mysterious mark, forms an arched passage, extending to that inexplicable place.

The rocks on both sides seem to be cut out by sharp knives, cutting straight down, with a height of more than ten feet. On the rock wall, due to the erosion of the years, moss and broken stone chips are left behind, revealing a mysterious simplicity. breath.

Feeling the desolation, Beihan was shocked. He never thought that there would be such a wonderful place at the bottom of the blue lake. Looking at the imprint filled with purple light, Beihan turned around and faced the rock wall. go up.

"There are paintings on it!"

Bear boy, he has no fear at all, he has already run several times in the wide avenue, and now he is standing in front of the rock wall, pointing to the vicissitudes of the rock and calling Beihan.

Before Beihan came to the rock carefully, he raised his eyes to look at the rock that Lan Xiaoman was pointing at, and a purple picture immediately came into Beihan's eyes.

It was a vast world, with thousands of miles of dark clouds covering the sky and the earth, and the rough sea below, rolling up endless wild and large waves, covering the sky and covering the earth.

At this moment, at the junction of the sea and the sky, there are countless figures floating in the air, with a pair of wings growing behind them, all of them are looking up at the dark sky, their faces full of depression .

"What is this?" Bei Han frowned, looking at the Zhanguang mural, full of doubts in his heart.

From the mural, Bei Han could feel a strong fighting spirit, and the aura of fear of death. The sky was covered by dark clouds, and countless warriors were fighting across the sky. Could this be the picture of the ancient battle?

"It shouldn't be just this painting, go find it quickly."

As he said that, Bei Han took a step forward and walked towards the depths of the purple passage.

After walking along the stone wall for only three or four zhang, Bei Han saw a beautiful mural again. Like the previous mural, this mural also glowed with purple light, perfectly presenting the scene inside.

"This is...Sharingan...or Youlun Pupil Realm!"

Beihan frowned, and there was a big wave in his heart.

In this second mural, the world began to change, and the enemy hiding in the dark clouds finally showed its traces. They were pairs of red eyes, and they were in the dark world. The mysterious evil eye seen in the cave of death.

"Is that really the case, that battle was led by Xiao and Mu?"

Beihan guessed that seeing the countless double-three-point rainbow lights shooting out of the thousands of miles of black clouds, he could no longer calm down in his heart, and then he started to run towards the next mural.

One after another, the pictures are miserable, hideous, tragic, or sad, vividly reproducing the magnificent battle of annihilating the world that year.

Generally speaking, this is telling a story of a battle, from the beginning of the invasion of the dark world, to the fighting between the two sides, until the world is completely filled with death and dilapidated.

Beihan stared at the bloody waves in the picture with fixed eyebrows. Even though there was a strong purple light, Beihan could still feel the bright blood in the picture.

Endless battles, even a piece of sea area was dyed red, it must be the blood of many heroes, and the brokenness of many tragic families. Beihan shook his head, deeply feeling the endless sadness presented in the picture, and his heart was full sighed.

In the next painting, there are already several pairs of eyes with flowers blooming on it. The mountains and rivers collapse when you raise your hand, the sea is surging, and the huge space cracks swallow the water of this endless sea.

The broken battle armor, and countless stumps and broken arms flowed into the space crack along with the blood-red sea water, turned into dust, and became the most original energy.

In the next painting, a man with purple hair and black robe appeared, looking at the vast and terrifying sky with his hands behind his back, full of calmness and tranquility.

Although he is only one person, he seems to be an Optimus Prime, making people believe that as long as he is there, he can support this world that is about to collapse.

Emperor Wu!This man is definitely a Godless Venerable who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

However, through the purple picture at this moment, Bei Han still felt a deep sense of powerlessness from that to the figure, and a heroic spirit of seeing death as home and fighting to the end.

The other party is a creature that even Emperor Zun would feel powerless.

What kind of existence would that be? !

Bei Han can't imagine...

Before he knew it, the road had come to an end, and a huge portal appeared in front of Beihan with extremely dazzling light.

But on that portal is engraved with the last mural in the stone path.

The sea dried up, the heaven and the earth collapsed, the magma under the ground rushed like a dragon, and countless tiny threads spread all over the sky, showing the terrifying energy of destroying the world.

Beneath the powerful and tragic scene, there was no living thing, only the aftertaste of endless misery.

After that, there were no more murals, and the matter came to an end here, like a big man singing with iron plates and copper papas, but it stopped abruptly at the peak moment, leaving a huge exclamation point for future generations.

What happened in the end, and who won the battle?
Bei Han stood in front of the gate in a daze, Shensi's glorious years filled with beacon fires, he knew that the martial world barely won that battle, otherwise there would not be the current Three Heavens Continent.

But where did the gods and emperors who spilled blood go?
Could it be that all of them were bloodied on the battlefield, leaving no one behind? !
(End of this chapter)