Chapter 153:
As Long Shen jumped down, all the demonic energy seemed to be drawn by him and disappeared in front of everyone with him.
At that moment, the winter solstice's mind was completely blank, and he didn't move until the cry of "close the passage" came from his ear.
Li Han'er was quick-witted, and when she rushed out on the winter solstice, she also reached out to grab the clothes of the winter solstice, but the latter was too fast, she grabbed it but didn't catch it.
"Stop him!" Song Zhicun shouted.
But at the same time as these words came out, there was almost no hesitation in the winter solstice, and people had already jumped in.
After him, Liu Si and Yu Buregai jumped in one after another.
Li Han'er stared blankly at the crack leading to the abyss and hell, and the shock in her heart was far more than what she saw with her eyes.
In fact, her thoughts about Long Shen have been worn down with the passage of time, but the more she asks for it, the more she can't forget it. Human nature is always more regretful and obsessed with what she can't get. At the last minute, she asked herself that she couldn't be like the winter solstice, and she followed without hesitation. That kind of fearless spirit made Li Han'er realize that she was not only inferior to the winter solstice, but even Liu Si and Yu had no regrets. That little hidden regret was finally completely dispelled.
He Yu and Liu Qingbo also wanted to follow. Liu Qingbo's subconscious thought was not about whether it was dangerous or not, but that a place like the abyss and **** sounded very scary, but if you could go in and walk around, even if the soul was scattered, it was exciting enough. .
But He Yu was guarding the position and could not be separated, Liu Qingbo was dragged by Yang Shouyi, and when he broke free, Yu Buhui had already jumped off, and the position he had vacated was not guarded, Song Zhicun let Liu Qingbo on top , Liu Qingbo had to give up the idea of going down to the abyss and hell.
But when they heard that Song Zhicun was going to seal the passage completely, everyone still showed a fierce reaction.
He Yu's reaction was particularly strong: "No, they still have a chance to come out, what if they are sealed!"
Song Zhicun said in a hoarse voice: "Do you think I want to do this, don't forget why Long Shen sacrificed himself! Now the demonic energy is only temporarily subsided, and it must be sealed immediately so that it will not live up to their efforts!"
He Yu couldn't refute his words, he could only say: "The position can still be maintained now, let's wait for two more days. If they haven't come out after two days, we can seal it again, okay?"
How can Song Zhicun hope that Long Shen and the others will die, but now it is not only him and He Yu who maintain the seven-square position, but also other people. one question.
In the silence and tangled, Liu Qingbo was the first to speak: "I can last for two days!"
Headmaster Zhang and Headmaster Zheng also said they could.
Head Xin, who was meditating and resting next to him, also said: "My injury is not serious, and I can replace anyone at any time."
Li Han'er, Yang Shouyi and others also spoke out one after another, and even the elderly living Buddha said that they could persist.
Looking around at the expressions of everyone, maybe some of them didn't have that deep friendship with Long Shen, but at this time, when everyone has been guarding for a few days and nights, they don't hesitate to stick to it for two more days, because that might save a few lives. .
Song Zhicun sighed and finally made a decision: "Then wait two more days!"
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If you didn't experience it yourself, it would be hard to believe that there are such deep tunnels under the ground at the winter solstice.
It wasn't pitch black in front of him, and the end seemed to float with red light, penetrating layers of mist into his sight. He couldn't see Longshen, and he didn't feel any pain from being invaded by demonic energy. Maybe it was the qi around him that protected his body, but He didn't feel like he was falling into the ground, but more like entering another dimension.
There were countless voices passing by, shrill complaints, and hysterical roars. All kinds of inner desires in the world were completely opened to him at this time.
I have lived with my husband for more than ten years. Now that he is rich, he cheats on Xiaosan. I really want to poison him and Xiaosan together!
Why do I join the company at the same time, I am more capable than her, she can be promoted, but I can't, isn't it because she is more beautiful than me!
This woman has broken shoes, and she even broke up with me. I think any man would dare to ask her!
The child is mine, I can beat it as I want, and it is only natural to kill it, do I need someone else to teach me a lesson!
He deserves a cuckold, who let him show off his wealth there every day, isn't it just because he cast a good tire!
Who made you born poor, you deserve to be born inferior!
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The winter solstice never thought that I would be here and hear the ugliest voice hidden in the hearts of the world.
As a person, especially a human who grew up in an ordinary environment, I have dealt with many such people on the Winter Solstice, and I have also seen many unsightly or outrageous news reports, but after all, it is only a distance On the one hand, due to the constraints of conformity psychology and social moral laws, many people are not as unbearable as their inner reflections.
And the winter solstice itself is also a relatively optimistic and positive person. Even if his parents died in a car accident and resigned after being dissatisfied with his job, he did not feel that he was abandoned by society. Since he encountered strange, terrifying and inconceivable things on the train, he did not give up the trip. , but the decision to continue the journey can be seen.
It's not that he doesn't have negative emotions, it's just that he won't let negative emotions stay in his heart for too long, and he won't let those dark and vicious thoughts dominate him, so when he receives so much darkness all at once, it's like the whole world. The malice poured out and eroded towards him within a few seconds, and the whole person was submerged and soaked in boundless despair.
In such darkness, even if the body remains, people will slowly be eroded and assimilated, and eventually become a walking dead monster, just like Otowa Hatohiko.
This is the real abyss hell!
The downward trend continued, and the winter solstice forced himself to ignore it, and instead used all his willpower to resist these evil thoughts.
The babbling voice was still lingering around him, almost making the Winter Solstice feel that he was also a person who was full of resentment towards the world and wanted everyone to die.
Get out of here! ! !
As soon as the words came out, he suddenly felt a buzzing sound in his ears, those evil thoughts seemed to be frightened by him, and he didn't make a sound for a while.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the overwhelming evil thoughts came pouring in again. The body-protecting qi could block the evil qi, but it could not stop the noise of these evil thoughts. The winter solstice was so angry that he wanted to imitate Liu Qingbo and scolded him. Greeting the eighteen of these evil thoughts. ancestors.
It is said that there are eighteen layers of hell, although that is just a legend, but the legend also has basis. This abyss **** is obviously another multi-layered space. If Longshen and him are scattered in different spaces, how will you find each other?
More importantly, before Long Shen jumped into the abyss passage, he had absorbed the magic energy that could almost turn half a human world into hell. Can he still remember himself?
Sadness and despair almost instantly drowned him, the contents of the notebook appeared in his mind, the winter solstice remembered almost every symbol on it, and the idea of a dead end seeped into his body from his fingertips, and soon spread to his limbs and bones, he closed his eyes. Look up, let yourself fall sharply in the dark abyss.
Demonic energy poured in from all directions, breaking through the protection of Gangqi, and it was about to touch his body. At this time, the Changshou sword suddenly vibrated slightly. Broken, the Long Shoujian did not dim again, still hanging above his head, as if to protect him.
Lingling Jianguang made the winter solstice agitated, and the spiritual platform injected a little clarity, and immediately woke up!
He realized that he was almost affected by demonic energy just now.
If it is said that the demons in the human world are weak and they still need to find opportunities to attack their prey, the abyss and **** are their territory, and humans have become aliens here. Escape, let the fish.
Even if he probably won't be able to get out again, since he has to jump down at the risk of his life, he has to find Long Shen no matter what.
He must bring Longshen back to the world.
Human beings are fragile, their life span is only a few decades, and in the face of disease and death, they have no way of resisting. Human beings are easily tempted by various external factors, indulging in fame, fortune and feelings and cannot extricate themselves, but human beings are also powerful, and they can do nothing. Fear, you can die calmly, and you can endure the destruction that never ends, just because—
As soon as he thought about it, he was invincible.
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Liu Si and Yu did not regret it, and stared at the boundless sea in front of him, dumbfounded.
They didn't really understand how they got here.
Liu Si was originally standing behind the Winter Solstice, and when he saw him rushing into the formation and jumping into the pit, he jumped down without thinking for a while, but after he got down, he found that there was no sea of corpses and blood as he imagined, and the ground was full of debris. The scene of the limbs, instead of the blue sea and silver sand, the wind and the waves are calm, and the one that meets him by accident is not the winter solstice that should have stepped down before and after, but the fish does not regret it.
"How did you come down?" Liu Si asked the fish without regrets.
Yu Buhui scratched his chin: "I saw my brother jump down, and I got up subconsciously. I tried to pull him but didn't hold back. As a result, I didn't know which short-lived turtle grandson pushed me, and I fell straight off."
Liu Si: ...
This kind of bizarre reason made him stare at Yu Buregai for several seconds, and the other party responded with an innocent expression.
Liu Si sighed and looked back: "What should I do now?"
Yu did not regret but became interested in him: "You are not human, are you?"
This sentence sounded like cursing, Liu Si looked at him for a while, as if to confirm whether he did it on purpose or not, and then nodded.
There are not many spirits who cultivate as adults in the world, and most of them are unwilling to be bound by the Special Administration Bureau, because they have entered the Special Administration Bureau, and the original origin must be written down on the file, but Yu Buhui has not been able to check all of them. The authority of the file naturally does not know the original form of Liu Si.
"Artifact?" he asked.
"The willow tree." Liu Si did not intend to hide it.
But Yu Bureg's reaction was beyond his expectations. Just after Liu Si said his original form, Yu Bureg's eyes suddenly lit up, and Liu Si couldn't ignore that kind of surprise light.
"Any questions?"
Yu Buhui said: "I am the shape of the spirit, the sword of the fish intestines."
Liu Si nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
He is not a talkative person, nor is he a curious person, so he is suitable for being a member of the team who obeys orders, but not suitable for taking the lead in charging and commanding orders. Liu Si's personality is somewhat related to his original form, soft, quiet, and strong, but he has no sense of existence. However, with him around, it is equivalent to an extra reliable power, which is enough to make people feel at ease.
In front of him is the vast sea, behind him is an endless forest, and beneath his feet is the soft and clean sea sand, Liu Si looked around and asked, "Is this really an abyss hell?"
Yu Bugui suddenly smiled inexplicably: "Maybe I know why."
Liu Si's face was full of question marks.
Yu did not regret and asked: "What do you think **** should be like?"
Liu Si said naturally: "Of course it's a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, there's a frying pan on the top and there's a—"
He spoke quickly, Yu Buhui moved faster, reached out and covered his mouth, but it was too late. As soon as the first half of the words came out, the refreshing sea breath was instantly replaced by the heat wave and fire. The fine soft silver sand on which it stood was transformed into an iron chain that could only be stepped on by one foot. The chain shook violently, and below it was a sea of blazing fire, with sharp knives flickering in the flames.
Mourning sounded from the front and back, and many people with numb expressions fell from the chains, pierced through their bodies with sharp knives, and blood splattered, but they struggled to get up again, trying to reach out to reach the chains.
Everything is like a dream.
Liu Si stood firmly on the chain, no matter how the chain swayed, he could maintain his figure, but he was completely confused by the scene in front of him.
"Illusion?"
Fish does not regret: "It's true."
Liu Si pointed at a humane who had been poked with three or four blood holes by a sharp knife, but still did not die and was still struggling: "Is that true?"
Yu Bugui said: "It's all true. I finally know where Otowa Hatohiko's ability to control the mirror space came from. The magic energy in the stone box he got originally belonged to the power of the abyss. I only get the fur, so the real and the fake are mixed, but this is the source of all darkness. You can do whatever you want. You can do anything. The blue sea and silver sand, these are all true. The people you see are actually the various evil desires and desires of thousands of creatures in the world. The red dust is the abyss of desire, and everyone is rolling in it. This is the mirror world of the red dust."
Liu Si frowned, thought about his words carefully, and said after a long while: "So, the abyss and **** and the human world have always been related. Even if Bureau Song and the others seal the passage, we can still go out?"
Yu did not regret: "Maybe, this is just my guess. Whether it is true or not remains to be verified. But don't think about the mountains of swords and seas of fire. It's not fun to fall. They are all karmic fires, but they are not the red lotus karmic fires in Buddhism that are enough to wash away sins, but the uninterrupted karmic fires that can make people fly away.
At the same time, in the boundless darkness, the devilish energy is like the air in the world, where the purest dark life is born.
This is the end of the heavens, and there will never be light. Any creatures other than demonic energy that come here will only be wiped out and cease to exist.
The demonic energy slowly condensed and gradually merged into the outline of a man. If the winter solstice was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him.
It's a pity that the Winter Solstice can't come here, and he will never be able to get here. At this time, he is still struggling to survive on the edge of hell, fighting against those evil thoughts that intend to take advantage of the emptiness.
The man has finally formed. He has a handsome face and a tall figure. When placed in the human world, it is enough to attract the attention of any opposite sex, but the surging demonic energy in him is impossible to appear in the human world. Due to its own limitations, any power that breaks the limit of space will automatically crowd out the world, unless it can tear the gap between the worlds.
The original Bafang Demon Fighting Array is the crack left in the ancient times, which was artificially sealed. Along with the great demon in the abyss and hell, it was awakened by the movement of the destruction of the array eye, and the silent demonic energy will boil again. , and Longshen is the perfect sacrifice to fall into the abyss at this time.
He opened his eyes slowly.
There are no whites of the eyes, and the eyeballs are completely occupied by black, like thick ink, and like black fire burning endlessly.
"I am, Mara-pap..."
The other party showed a lazy smile, spit out an ancient Sanskrit word, lowered his head, and looked at his slender and fair palm. The black devilish energy circulated in his palm, containing the power to destroy the world.
"...No, I'm Long Shen."
After a while, he said again, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he spit out a sentence with difficulty.
The face seemed to be split in two at this time, half angry and half evil.
Just like when Mingxian was possessed by demonic energy, his body and will were completely out of control, and he had to let Tang Jing kill him. Now Longshen has also encountered such a thing.
The difference is that what eroded Mingxian at the beginning was just a demonic energy, but now, Longshen has absorbed almost half of the demonic energy of the abyss. the great devil.
This time, it was not a clone, not a remnant soul, but what he encountered was the Lord of Demons, Popeye.
The half of the body that was already occupied by Bo Bei Ye, with a finger, ignited a black flame at will, the flame gradually enlarged in the air, and exploded in an instant, like a fireworks falling down, turning into a gorgeous scene.
As a demon of the Desire Realm who even heard the Buddha's discoloration, Bobi Ye's expression, even with the skin of Long Shen, is indescribably evil.
The power and evil of the demon avatar summoned by Song En in Xianda Village was enough to shock the winter solstice, but compared with this deity at the moment, it is simply not worth mentioning.
"Let me see, what perseverance has kept you up to this point?" A playful laughter sounded in Long Shen's ears. It was clearly the sound of his own body, but to him it was a different sound. is so unfamiliar.
The corners of his mouth slowly overflowed with blood, and with the surging demonic energy in his body, he was about to burst out of his body, and his own will was visibly weakening with the naked eye.