Chapter 337

One of the four highest planes, hell

Like a sickle, the purple cold moon hangs in the night sky, emitting a misty purple demon moonlight, covering the boundless world below.

"Boom"

The dark waves beat the ten thousand meter high cliff hysterically again and again. However, for hundreds of millions of years, no matter how the sea water in the star fog sea impacted, the cliff still stands there as it did hundreds of millions of years ago.

The cliff, straight up and down, is like a knife, and its surface is smooth as a mirror. In hell, this is called mirror moon cliff.

At the top of Jingyue cliff, there is an ancient castle made of purple ore. The ancient castle seems to exist forever, but there is always a dreamy light inside the purple castle.

In the center of the purple castle, the open ground is paved with earthy yellow ancient and simple stone materials, which is extremely flat.

In this open space, there are two giant magic arrays with a radius of 100 meters. This magic array is many times more complicated than the magic array transmitted by the Arctic ice sheet.

"Buzz..."

In the open space, one of the giant magic array once again emitted a hazy light, and soon a human figure appeared in the center of the twisted magic array.

When the dim light disappeared, the figure of the man appeared clearly.

Wearing white clothes and long silver hair scattered behind him, the clothes Pavilion swings freely under the cold wind. There is a faint smell fluctuation all over the body, which is not real.

It was Chen Xiaoming who went to hell. He stepped out of the transmission array step by step and simply looked at the surrounding environment. Chen Xiaoming didn't know which corner of hell he was transmitted to.

When the majestic spiritual power was about to disperse, a man guarding the array couldn't help laughing.

"Yo, where are the aborigines? They dare to come to hell before they go to the holy land. It's really a gift..."

Before the words were finished, he was stopped by the purple haired man who was kneeling and practicing.

"Shut up, fool!"

The purple haired man stared at the black haired youth with cold eyes, and then walked respectfully to Chen Xiaoming.

"Please make atonement, my brother is stupid and has offended you. Please spare his life!"

The purple haired man was extremely respectful. The closer he was to Chen Xiaoming, the clearer he felt the terrible depression.

"Yes."

He nodded slightly, and Chen Xiaoming pointed him in each other's mind. The purple haired man didn't even have time to react. The memory in his mind was read by Chen Xiaoming in an instant.

"Eh, this is Jingyue cliff."

Chen Xiaoming gives a little doubt, but it's a coincidence. Isn't this where Lin Lei first went to hell?

"Well, since you help him beg for mercy, let him wait here for two thousand years."

A guide to the purple haired man and the black haired man, both streamers are integrated into their bodies.

"In the last two thousand years, a man named Lin Lei will come and bring him to me!"

Leaving a mark and giving them a little reward, Chen Xiaoming looked into the distance and the faint pressure spread under his feet.

The terrible pressure, just a trace, made the whole people on Jingyue cliff crawl to the ground in fear.

"Lord God!"

The three men with purple hair knelt down in panic, especially the black haired man, with a heart in his throat.

"Whew."

According to the memory searched in the purple haired man's mind, Chen Xiaoming's figure moved, turned into streamer and disappeared.

The three men with purple hair crawled for a long time. After waiting for a while, they raised their heads carefully.

Seeing that Chen Xiaoming had left, he breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of his life.

At the same time, Chen Xiaoming went straight to the nearest city

Just a few breaths, we came to the snow curtain city below.

With a wave, hell's unique currency ink stone comes out.

Chen Xiaoming paid the fee for entering the city, but he was not in a hurry to shut down for cultivation. Instead, he first found the most famous restaurant in the snow curtain city and had a good meal.

Cultivation to the point of Chen Xiaoming, there are fewer and fewer things that can make him relax, and delicious food is one of the few.

Having had enough to eat and drink and tasted the unique food of going to hell, Chen Xiaoming found a residence, paid a one-time fee for a hundred years, and then entered the cultivation.

In the room, Chen Xiaoming sat cross legged. With a wave of his hand, he hit the way of law and banned the four sides.

"Hoo, it's time to try the fruit of evolution."

The right hand spread out slowly, a small green tree appeared, and the only golden fruit on the tree sent out attractive fluctuations.

The power of the transcendent fruit of the plane of three lives and three generations is even more above the Supreme God. Although it is not as powerful as the Hongmeng controller, it is estimated that it should be no worse than the heavenly Buddha of the plane of star displacement.

Just do it. Chen Xiaoming has been waiting for a long time. Although his strength is estimated to be not strong enough, come a little.

With his eyes closed and his knees crossed, Chen Xiaoming's breath surged around him, and the virtual shadow of the green tree on his right hand slowly floated up above his head.

A magnificent energy surged into the green tree and went towards the golden fruit.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the energy touched the fruit, a unique energy burst in an instant, and the golden detached fruit exploded.

A golden light burst out in an instant and spread around.

Chen Xiaoming's spiritual power poured into it madly. Under his divine consciousness, a golden ocean flowed slowly.

"Boom......"

The violent sound rises and falls in the golden ocean. In the next second, the expanding golden ocean will shrink and return in an instant.

Just a moment's effort wrapped up Chen Xiaoming's spiritual power.

The golden light disappeared, and the wrapped Chen Xiaoming only felt that he was in chaos and extremely dark.

However, Chen Xiaoming is extremely calm. The spiritual power converges and slowly forms a spiritual axe in his own hands.

Although the energy in the fruit of detachment is terrible, it is not enough to see compared with a world.

Therefore, to make the fruit evolve into the world, Chen Xiaoming needs to experience the road of opening up.

Compared with Pangu's pioneering work, Chen Xiaoming only wants to open up the world within the fruit.

The axe of spirit waved slowly. In the vast darkness, Chen Xiaoming pushed forward.

The key to the evolutionary world lies in whether you can split the energy world in the fruit.

The majestic power of spirit was condensed, and Chen Xiaoming chopped it out with an axe. The bright light of heaven and earth crossed in the dark, shining like a meteor.

"Boom!"

The dark world inside the fruit was opened by the powerful spirit, and endless chaotic gas emerged. With the golden light in the fruit, it was divided into two.

One is divided into turbid Qi, falling slowly, the other is divided into clear Qi, rising slowly!

The world inside the fruit suddenly opened up!