"No matter where I am, my mindset is consistent..

"Li Congxin seems to be joking..

Constant growth and acquisition, his state of mind at this time, has reached the realm of uninhibited and modest.

In his opinion, life is just a scenery.

No matter whether it is the celestial palace in heaven or the netherworld in the earth, he can always maintain the mentality of a viewer..

This was perhaps the mentality of an eternal undying and absolute invincibility, and besides, the path beneath his feet was not the true path to the netherworld..

As soon as he came here, he saw.

The world under the Demon King Coffin was a world created by a powerful Almighty. It was just a large-scale illusion..

[Death Gate, Death Path] Could it be that the Almighty had created an underworld for me? However, no matter what strange scenes there were in front of me, everything I saw was an illusion. It was all created by the real owner of this Demon King Coffin..

Li Congxin was curious about the real owner of the Demon King Coffin, the super boss..

As the vast and ancient yellow soil continued to flow forward, the group of five people became farther and farther away from the gate of hell behind them..

suddenly.

On both sides of the Yellow Springs Road, enchanting flowers began to bloom on the vast land. They extended in all directions and turned into an endless sea of flowers..

Those flowers are blooming beautifully, like blood-stained red, like blood in a dream.

Fantasy, mystery, beauty..

The few of them were attracted by the flowers blooming on the surrounding ground. They did not expect that there would be such a beautiful scenery on the road to the Yellow Springs..

Li Qingfeng and Wu Kaishan were shocked at the same time. Li Huaying looked intoxicated."What a beautiful flower of the underworld!".

"Manjusaka!" Li Congxin said with interest,"Manjusaka, also known as the flower of the underworld, is the only scenery on the road to the netherworld, and it is also the last scenery in life..

"Manjusaka, legend has it that she is a flower that voluntarily goes to hell, but because she is too beautiful, she is sent back by hell, but she still lingers on the road to hell. Hell cannot bear it, so she agrees to let her bloom on the road to hell, giving the last trace of comfort to those who leave the world after death.".

"How do you know that?" he asked, surprised..

Li Congxin smiled..

Whoosh! Whoosh! As the loess continues to move forward, the Manjusaka around several people continues to bloom, blooming.

As if intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, Li Huaying unconsciously took Li Congxin's hand and interlocked her fingers…Soon after, the strange sea of flowers came to an end, and the scenery in front suddenly changed..

This surprised the few people who were originally appreciative..

"Good fellow!" Even Li Tianba, who was known as 'God Slaughter', had a cold expression on his face..

Ahead, a magnificent river appeared.

It was not water that flowed in the river, but the bloody yellow paste of people who had been minced. It was extremely spectacular..

"Woo ~""Woo woo!" Countless mournful cries came from the river. Countless corpses seemed to be half-dead floating in the river. There were lonely ghosts who could not be reincarnated. Insects, snakes, and rats were everywhere. The fishy wind was blowing..

Billions of dead bodies! Billions of dead souls! The picture is extremely tragic.

Even Li Tianba and Li Qingfeng felt their scalps tingle. Even if they had slaughtered countless creatures in their lives, they were definitely not one in ten thousand of those in the river..

Li Huaying, who was interlocked with Li Congxin's fingers, could not help but tighten her fingers. In fact, she was also a little chestnut..

"At the end of the Yellow Springs Road, the opposite side is the River of Forgetfulness..

The owner of this Demon King Coffin really created an underworld world for him..

"Li Congxin is leisurely..

Ordinary people would have been scared out of their wits by now..

The living beings in the River of Corpses and Flesh naturally all died at the hands of the owner of the Demon King Coffin. He created an Underworld himself and transformed all the people he killed into this River of Forgetfulness..

What kind of supreme demon is this person? How powerful and terrifying is he? Li Qingfeng thought the same thing."Seal the souls of the people he killed in a river! The river of corpses is too vast. I wonder how many creatures the person who created this illusion world has killed!""He has definitely dyed the common people with blood!" Li Tianba said with admiration."The blood of his hands can dye the sky red!".

The River of Forgetfulness, the dividing line between life and death, had only an old and dilapidated wooden bridge on it. It looked ethereal and shaky..

The wooden bridge carried an extremely mysterious aura and an ancient aura. It was as if the length of the world depended on how many years the broken wooden bridge had experienced..

In front of the bridge, beside the River of Forgetfulness, there was a red-clothed woman whose color matched the darkness of this place. Her long hair was draped over her face. She kept scooping up blood-yellow corpse water from the River of Forgetfulness and boiling a pot of boiling demonic soup..

The Bridge of Helplessness!.

"You've created an underground underworld for yourself, this is too real.".

"Li Congxin watched while at the same time, scanning the woman in red with the eyes of truth.".

Character: Fake Mengpo.

[Identity: Transformed from a powerful wisp of magic].

[Cultivation: Big shot!] He couldn't help but feel a little shocked. A wisp of demonic Qi possessed the strength of a big shot! He dared to conclude that the owner of this demonic tower was definitely not weaker than the Sword God of Ten Thousand Realms, Gu Donghai, and the Scholar Saint of Ten Thousand Realms, Zhang Daoran, in the Book Tower..

If he wanted to continue forward, he had to pass through the Bridge of Helplessness on the River of Forgetfulness. Li Huaying, who was holding Li Congxin's fingers tightly, joked,"It's really unlucky to cross the gate of hell, walk the road to hell, and cross the Bridge of Helplessness!".

"Fifth Ancestor, do you still care about death?" Li Tianba chuckled and said,"You have been buried in the imperial tomb for millions of years, and it's not like you haven't died before.".

"No one talks when you're dumb..

The atmosphere was instantly broken, and Li Huaying glared at him with disgust..

"Everyone, there's no way back. Finish your soup before you leave..

As they chatted and laughed, a charming voice rang out in front of the wooden bridge. That voice seemed to carry a kind of soul-seducing magic power that could hold a person's soul and control a person's mind, causing them to lose their soul and paralyze them. They could not move their feet..

Li Huaying, Li Tianba, Li Qingfeng and Wu Kaishan all stopped in their tracks..

By the bridge, the woman in red stood up. Her skirt and long hair fluttered in the wind. She had a beautiful face. She held a bowl of yellow water and waved at everyone."Everyone, there is no way back. Finish your soup before you leave.".

"Drink the soup and then go…" In her voice, Li Huaying's four faces were blurred, and she couldn't help but go over and take the yellow water in her hand..

"Miss, don't drink the soup..

At this time, Li Congxin waved his sleeve with a faint smile on his face..

Immediately, layers of ripples appeared in space, and the confusing power that pervaded the surroundings continued to dissipate..

In his absolute realm, no one can captivate his mind.

The four of them immediately woke up..

"Your mother!" Li Tianba couldn't help but be furious. He scolded,"You're pretending to be a ghost. F * ck you!" He kicked out with one foot, sending the bowl in the red clothed woman's hand flying..

Yellow soup spilled all over the floor.

The red-clothed woman disappeared beneath his feet. In the next second, she reappeared in the distance, still holding a bowl of Meng Po soup. Her face was sinister and evil, and she looked at everyone with a strange and evil expression..

"Don't worry about her. It's just a wisp of demonic Qi..

"Li Congxin said, his father really wants to rush up, but also can not do that red woman..

That red-robed woman had the strength of a tycoon..

"Little cutie, your concentration is still good.

"Some of the fears of Li Huaying touched his chest..

"Hahaha, isn't that what you practiced?.

"My son," he said,"is a beautiful woman beside him. How can he seduce him? My son, even if Black Xiao is swallowed by that beautiful woman, he can be as stable as an old dog and indifferent.".

"You…" Li Huaying's beautiful eyes widened."If you don't speak, will you die?""Cough cough…" Li Congxin was also sweating."Dad, you flatter me. It's not that powerful.".

You really overrate me..

"Ha ha ha.

Li Qingfeng and Wu Kaishan also laughed on the side..

"Go!.

"Then," he said,"I'm going to go over the bridge and walk forward.".

This underground underworld was very real. Meng Po could capture people's hearts and souls. If she really drank the bowl of Meng Po soup in her hand, she would probably forget everything. A bowl of soup would be equivalent to forgetting her future..

The group of people walked past the Bridge of Helplessness, and at the other end of the bridge stood an ancient stone platform, like a staircase that stood high and looked far away..

There is a magic that makes people want to stand up and look back..

"Dad, you can't go up there..

The Lord said to him,"This is the land of the living, and the land of the dead.".

"The last thing I remember before I went to hell is a memory.".

Standing on the lookout platform, you can see all the scenes of your life, one scene after another, just like walking through life..

After watching it, cry first, then lose all hope, then give up everything, put down the world and go to hell..

How do you know so much? -You seem to know everything..

"Look at Li Congxin, Li Tianba's eyes are full of surprise..

This kid, does he know everything? I'm also a little nervous. Damn it, just now, I almost fell for it again..

If that was the case, wouldn't it mean that as long as he climbed up the 'Homeward Platform' and looked back, he would become a walking corpse as if he had depression? He wouldn't have any interest in the king's ambition, his peerless cultivation, his wife, and his children..

Hiss ~! Looking back, a glance at the soul! This is definitely more terrifying than killing someone.

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