Chapter 367

All the pictures are on the road.

The road is completely made of bluestone slabs, and it is dark on both sides. After looking at it for a moment, Yang Chen has a feeling of being deeply immersed in it. It seems that there is some magic in this road, which attracts Yang Chen.

"The great emperor!"

Let's have a cold drink.

Yang Chen suddenly woke up, a cold sweat brush is flowing down, only feel the back cold swish, speechless fear. What is the origin of this road? Even he can be attracted?

You know, although Yang Chen's cultivation is not strong now, but at least he is also a man of two generations. His spirit is far beyond ordinary martial arts. But even he was absorbed by the road.

"It's dangerous..." Yang Chen exhaled his breath and said, "master, have you ever seen this road?"

"No Gu Tianji was silent for a moment and said, "but this thing is too strange. If you are not careful, it will easily be sucked in. The emperor should put it away first."

Yang Chen nodded and reached out to put the four paintings away.

But just as he touched the four paintings

Boom!

On the road in the painting, a dazzling light suddenly burst out, covering Yang Chen in an instant.

The dazzling light made Yang Chen unable to open his eyes. At the next moment, he felt that the world was turning around, as if the world had been reversed. Yang Chen wanted to exclaim, but he was frightened to find that he could not make a sound at all.

When he came to his senses

There was a sudden change in the surroundings.

All around is a dark, like a black hole, the bottom of his foot is not a cave for his rest, but a road of bluestone. There is no end to the road

The end of the place, is also dark, even the light will be quickly swallowed.

Here is the world in the picture!

"I came in?" Yang Chen opened his mouth and soon calmed down. After taking a deep breath, he began to sense the ancient heavenly mechanism in his body: "master? senior! Elder, are you there? "

Inside, there was no response.

It seems that he is the only one in the world.

"Where on earth is this?"

Yang Chen's face changed. He couldn't help walking to both sides of the road, and then the whole person was stunned.

At the bottom of the stone road, there is a deep abyss

Yang Chen stretched out his right hand, and his spiritual power gushed out, trying to illuminate the bottom. However, the light transmission, is soon swallowed up, a piece of dark, can not see.

The road, however, was hanging in the air, and there was not even a supporting stone pillar under it.

On the bluestone slab, there are some mysterious runes, even the ancient characters that Yang Chen has never seen. They are like kowtow, extending along the road.

"Where on earth is this?"

Yang Chen frowned, raised his right hand, and pointed to his surroundings --

"big jimie finger!"

Whoosh

The dark fingers roared out, and in an instant they were submerged in the dark, and did not even stir up any waves.

It seems that it is impossible to break this space by force.

Yang Chen pondered for a moment and squeezed the five fingers of his right hand. The strength of manxiu instantly gathered on his fist, and then he punched the bluestone slab under his feet. Hearing the "boom", the ground suddenly hummed and trembled. However, when he raised his fist, he did not even crack open.

Yang Chen frowned and pulled out the Jingxie sword. He quickly waved several swords --

"Ding Ding"!

Metal attack on the ground, a harsh sound, a spark collision.

But

The blue stone slab is extremely hard. Under the attack of Jingxie sword, there is not even half crack.

"What a hard ground. Is this really a stone road?" Yang Chen has some doubts in his mind. He knows the power of Jingxie sword, not to mention the stone slab. Even the hardest black iron can be easily cut off. But on this ground, not even a crack left?

"Do you have to go to the end to get out?"

Yang Chen sighed, put away the startling evil sword, and then rose in the air, ready to fly to the end. However, he just rose from the air, a huge pressure was coming from above, which directly shocked him from the air and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Damn it, is there a ban in this place?"

Yang Chen frowned and got up from the ground. He tried several times, but still couldn't fly. As long as he has the idea of flying, there will be a huge pressure around him, directly crushing Yang dust on the ground, unable to move.

After five or six attempts, Yang sighed and gave up the idea of flying. Then he raised his feet and walked towards the depth of the road step by step.

This road is simple and ordinary. There is no ornament at allBluestone and darkness seem to be the only style here.

Yang Chen has been walking, has been walking.

I don't know how long

There is no end to this road, or in other words, there is no end to it.

Deep down, he couldn't see any light.

The day passed quickly.

Yang Chen is still walking, this day, Yang Chen has no rest. To his surprise, he didn't feel a little tired here, not even thirsty and hungry.

Soon, the next day passed.

Yang Chen still did not go out.

The road is endless and endless.

But Yang Chen's heart has begun to be a little irritable, he felt that he could not see any hope.

Are you going to die here?

Up to the fifth day, Yang Chen's face was very ugly. His two shoes had been worn out. Yang Chen lost them directly and let him walk barefoot on the road.

Fifteen days later.

Yang Chen's clothes have given off a bad smell, his hair is also dishevelled, dry as weeds.

Yang Chen took off his coat directly and went on walking bareback.

A month later.

Yang Chen's hair is long, and his face is covered with dross. The whole person has a sense of vicissitudes, just like a decadent middle-aged uncle. His eyes are red and swollen, full of blood, it seems that there is a mood is repressed, will burst at any time.

This road, no hunger, no fatigue.

No one

Yang Chen seems to have become the only living creature in the world. What supports him to live is to keep going deep and go to the end.

Gradually

Yang Chen can't remember how long he has gone, maybe a year, maybe a decade.

His clothes could not be worn for a long time. Even the clothes in the storage bag were all lost by Yang Chen. He was naked and kept walking along the road.

But Yang Chen's mentality has changed.

From the beginning of boredom, anger, gradually changed into peace.

His eyes are no longer full of blood, but a quiet and deep.

Finally

Yang Chen saw, in front of him, the first building appeared.

It's a door.

In front of the door stood an old monk.

He was about seventy-eight years old and kind-hearted.

When Yang Chen saw him, he was not surprised, as if anything in the world could not touch him.

"How long have I been walking?" he asked faintly

The old monk put his hands together and said with a smile, "you have been walking for three years and eight months. This is only the first crossing. I will wait for you at the next intersection."

The old monk said, the whole person is turned into a burst of smoke, disappeared in front of the door.

Yang Chen didn't speak. After taking a look at the door, he raised his foot and crossed it directly.

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