Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Chapter 307: The Return of the Nine Life Lions

“According to legend, the nine lives lion has nine lives, and each life has a unique ability. Whether it is status or strength, it is second to none among the tens of thousands of ghosts and beasts in the entire underworld.”

“So the Soul Eater, as the King of Chujiang’s mount, has to give the Nine Life Lions a bit of face.”

“I see.”

Xiao Lin nodded thoughtfully. Dare to love that these nine lions are the beasts of the master of the underworld, Zhuan Wang, who help the ghost king to manage and guard the Fengdu ghost city together.

However, the King of Ghosts directly tamed the nine lions, who were supposed to be colleagues, into his own mount, which is enough to demonstrate his ambition to replace the king of runners.

In this way, the death of the ghost king is not unjustified.

“I have saved these nine-life lions once before.”

Xiao Lin smiled and said, “I must have seen us in a dangerous situation this time, it is here to repay his favor.”

Jia Luo nodded heavily, and couldn’t help but sighed: “Xiao Lin Xiongtai and Jiu Mingshi have such a deep bond, it is really a god and man.”

Having passed the stage of Soul Eater with no danger, Xiao Lin let out a long breath of relief and turned to look at Yun Siqing.

Yun Siqing sat in the corner silently, with a shame on his face and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Xiao Lin at all.

“You have been quietly following me, haven’t you?” Xiao Lin asked indifferently.

“Yes…….”

Yun Siqing lowered his head and said guiltily: “I wanted to help you, but I happened to be too clumsy and dragged you back, almost putting you in a dangerous situation…”

“Okay, stop talking.”

Xiao Lin rubbed Yun Siqing’s head lightly, and sighed slightly: “It’s already here, I won’t blame you for anything.”

“It’s just that this trip to The Underworld on the eighteenth floor is as dangerous as the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. If you are not careful, you will be buried here with me, and you will be dead.”

“I’m not afraid.”

Yun Siqing smiled, “As long as he can be with Young Master Xiao, what is life and death?”

After about half an hour, he finally came to the center of the River of Forgetfulness.

Five hundred meters ahead, there are rows of steps made of bluestone, pointing straight to the sky, reaching hundreds of meters high.

Above the steps, the faint red blood cloud leading to the sky of the River of Forgetfulness exudes a terrifying and mysterious atmosphere.

“Xiao Lin Xiongtai, that is the Bridge of Helplessness in the middle of the River of Forgetfulness.”

Jia Luo said in a deep voice, “The Bridge of Helplessness is also called the Bridge of No Return. There are many Yaksha guards on the bridge. Once there are dead souls on the bridge and greedy for the worldly love scenery, they will be beaten by Yaksha into the River of Forgetfulness in Hanoi. Superbirth.”

“Bridge of Helplessness has a unique magic power, which will create many illusions to force you to turn your heads, so you must remember to walk straight with your eyes closed. No matter what you hear, you must not look back!”

Xiao Lin nodded slightly, “I remember, thank you for taking us this journey.”

“This River of Forgetfulness is just a small test. What you have to face next is the real danger.”

“But you must remember that in Bridge of Helplessness and The Underworld, no matter what dangers you encounter, you must not use any moves and Magic Treasures.”

Jialuo said with a serious face: “Ten Temple Yama has a strong ability to perceive the underworld, especially the eighteenth floor The Underworld, which is completely enveloped by their Divine Sense.”

“If you rashly use your power to attract the siege of the Ten Temples, you can stop everything by then!”

After that, Jia Luo and Xiao Lin shook hands again and smiled and said, “Xiao Lin brother, good luck to you!”

“The same to you.”

Xiao Lin hugged Yun Siqing in his arms and flew into the air with white light wings.

“Brother, there will be a period later!”

Galo steered the Samsara ship and continued to move forward.

Xiao Lin held Yun Siqing and came to the first row of steps at the bottom of the Bridge of Helplessness.

“Fairy Yun, did you hear what you said just now?”

Xiao Lin said with a serious face, “When we will walk on the Bridge of Helplessness, you and I will close your eyes and keep holding hands to ensure that we can get on and off the bridge at the same time.”

“No matter what illusion you encounter, you must never open your eyes, let alone turn your head. Otherwise, you and I will be beaten under the River of Forgetfulness together.”

Yun Siqing nodded heavily: “Young Master Xiao, don’t worry.”

“Even if the sky falls, I will never look back!”

The two shook their hands, clasped their fingers, and closed their eyes and stepped up the steps.

Xiao Lin always counted the number of steps in his mind. After about nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, the road ahead was a flat road, which represented that they were officially walking on the Bridge of Helplessness.

The heavy and neat footsteps sounded around, which should belong to the Yaksha guard on the bridge.

Just as Xiao Lin was hurriedly walking back and forth, Luo Zhiqiu’s voice suddenly rang behind him.

“Brother!”

Luo Zhiqiu was a little bit crying, and his voice was anxious: “Please, don’t go forward!”

“We can’t live without you, if you go further, you will definitely die!”

The voice was so real that Xiao Lin could even imagine Luo Zhiqiu’s pear blossoms with rain.

Although he subconsciously knew that Luo Zhiqiu would never be here, but if Jia Luo hadn’t reminded him in advance, he would definitely turn his head subconsciously.

The Magic power of Bridge of Helplessness is really powerful and weird.

After a while, Luo Zhiqiu’s voice disappeared.

Xiao Lingang breathed a sigh of relief, and Tiandun’s bitter laughter came from behind.

“Master, thank you for coming to this underworld to save me desperately.”

“Tiandun is the master’s subordinate, so he should go through fire and water for his master, even if he loses his life, he will be willing and without any complaints.”

“I beg my master to leave quickly, if it is to save me and put my master in danger, Tiandun will not squint at all…”

Xiao Lin held Yun Siqing’s hand tightly, without even turning his head back.

But he couldn’t help feeling in his heart, feeling the magical power of this Bridge of Helplessness.

Bridge of Helplessness not only transformed the voice of Luo Zhiqiu and Tiandun, but even the style of speaking was exactly the same as their own.

It was as if these people were really standing behind him, commenting on him with anxious and worried eyes.

After almost every step Xiao Lin took, he would be hallucinated to hear a new voice.

Ning Fu Lian, Han Yan, River God Ning Lan, Su Xue…

With this Bridge of Helplessness, Xiao Lin happened to know that his dusty and silent heart had pretended those who cared.

I don’t know what kind of illusion Yun Siqing is in at this time?

Just as Xiao Lin was in darkness and hallucinations, he had already walked hundreds of meters away.

Suddenly Yun Siqing exclaimed: “No!”

“Young Master Xiao, don’t leave, don’t leave me!”

Yun Siqing’s shouts were heart-piercing, and she was obviously in a painful sorrow.

Xiao Lin frowned slightly-did Bridge of Helplessness create his illusion to attack Yun Siqing’s most vulnerable weakness?

Just as he was extremely nervous, the thing that worried him most happened.

Yun Siqing failed to withstand the attack of the hallucinations, directly let go of his hand, and ran to the rear desperately.