Reborn 80,000 Years

The roads on the four paintings are all connected together.

This road is entirely made of bluestone slabs, with pitch black on both sides. Yang Chen looked at it for a moment, and he felt like he was sinking deeply, as if there was some magic in this road, which attracted Yang Chen. .

“The Great!”

Gu Tianji coldly shouted.

Yang Chen woke up suddenly, the cold sweat just ran down, only feeling sou sou cold on his back, unspeakable panic. What is the origin of this road? Even he can be attracted?

You must know that although Yang Chen’s current cultivation base is not strong, he is still a man of two generations, and his spirit strength far exceeds that of a common martial artist. But even he was fascinated by this path.

“Good risk…” Yang Chen exhaled, “Senior, have you seen this road?”

“No.” Gu Tianji was silent for a moment. Said: “But this thing is too weird, it is easy to be sucked in accidentally, the emperor should put him away first.”

Yang Chen nodded, extend the hand is going to put these four paintings away.

But just when he touched the four paintings…

bang!

On the road in the painting, a dazzling burst suddenly burst The rays of light instantly enveloped Yang Chen.

The dazzling light shining on Yang Chen couldn’t open his eyes. Next moment, he just felt the world spin around, as if the world had turned upside down. Yang Chen wanted to exclaim, but was horrified to find that he couldn’t make a sound anyway.

When he came back to his senses…

The surrounding environment suddenly changed.

All around are all dark, like a black hole. The bottom of his feet is not a cave where he rests, but a bluestone road. The road is endless and stretches forward, I don’t know where the end is…

The end is also pitch black, and even the light will be swallowed quickly.

Here is the world in the painting!

“Am I here?” Yang Chen opened his mouth, and soon calmed down. After taking a deep breath, he began to sense the ancient Tianji within the body: “Senior? Senior! Senior you Are you there!”

Within the body, there was no response at all.

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

“Where is this place?”

Yang Chen’s expression changed, and he couldn’t help walking to both sides of the road, and then he was stunned.

Under this stone pavement, there is a bottomless abyss…

Yang Chen stretched out his right hand, and spirit strength gushed out, trying to illuminate the bottom. However, the light penetrated, and it was quickly swallowed, and it was so dark that it could not be seen clearly.

And this road is hanging in the air, and there is not even a supporting stone pillar underneath.

On the bluestone slab, there are some mysterious runes, even ancient characters that even Yang Chen has not seen, like a kowtow, following the road to stretch out.

“Where the hell is here?”

Yang Chen frowned, raised his right hand and pointed at the surroundings——-

“Big nirvana! “

Whoosh…

The pitch-black fingers whizzed out, and they were immediately submerged in the darkness, without even the slightest disturbance.

It seems that trying to forcefully break this space is not feasible.

Yang Chen groaned for a while, squeezing the five fingers of his right hand, Man Xiu’s power instantly gathered on his fist, and then he punched the bluestone under his feet. Hearing the sound of “hong long”, Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! trembled on the ground, but when he raised his fist, he didn’t even crack open.

Yang Chen frowned, pulling out the evil sword behind him, is to quickly swing a few swords——-

“dingding”!

The metal slammed on the ground, making a harsh sound and a spark.

But…

This bluestone slab was so hard that even half of a crack did not appear under the attack of the Evil Sword.

“It’s so hard ground. Is this really a stone pavement?” Yang Chen was a little puzzled. He knew the formidable power of the Jingxie Sword, not to mention the stone slab, the hardest mysterious iron capital. Can be cut easily. But on this ground, didn’t even leave half a crack?

“Do you have to go to the end before you can get out?”

Yang Chen sighed, put away the evil spirit sword, and then volleyed up into the sky, ready to fly towards the end. However, he had just risen into the air, and a huge pressure came from above, which directly shook him from the air, and fell to the ground with a “peng” sound.

“Damn, is there any restriction in this place?”

Yang Chen frowned and got up from the ground. He tried a few more times and still couldn’t fly. As long as he has a little thought of flying, huge pressure will gush out around him, directly overwhelming Yang Chen to the ground, unable to move even a little bit.

After trying five or six times, Yang Chen sighed and gave up the idea of ​​flying. Then raised his foot, step by step walked toward the depths of the road.

This road is single and ordinary, without even the slightest decoration…

Bluestone and darkness seem to be the only style here.

Yang Chen keeps going, keeps going.

I don’t know how long it has been going…

There is no end to this road, or that there is no end to this road.

In the depths, he couldn’t see any light.

The day passed quickly.

Yang Chen is still walking non-stop. On this day, Yang Chen didn’t have any rest. What makes him strange is that here he doesn’t even feel the slightest fatigue, even the feeling of dry mouth and hunger.

Soon, the 2nd day passed.

Yang Chen still did not go out.

The road never ends, stretches endlessly.

But Yang Chen’s heart has begun to be a little irritable, and he feels that he can’t see any hope.

Are you going to die here?

Until the fifth day, Yang Chen’s face was already very ugly. Both of his shoes had been worn out. Yang Chen directly lost them and left the back barefoot here. Walking along the road.

Fifteen days later.

Yang Chen’s clothes are already stinking, and his hair is messy, dry like weeds.

Yang Chen took off his shirt directly and continued walking without shirt.

One month later.

Yang Chen’s hair is long, and his face is covered with scum. He has a sense of vicissitudes, like a decadent middle-aged uncle. His eyes are red and swollen, bloodshot, and there seems to be a feeling of depression that will explode at any time.

There is no hunger or fatigue on this road.

No one…

Yang Chen seems to have become the only creature in this World. The only thing that supports him to live is the thought of walking deep and reaching the end. .

Gradually…

Yang Chen can’t remember how long he has been away, maybe one year, maybe ten years.

His clothes can no longer be worn, and even the clothes in the storage bag were all lost by Yang Chen. He was naked and walked on this road non-stop.

But Yang Chen’s mentality has changed.

The boredom and anger from the very beginning gradually turned into peace.

His eyes are no longer bloodshot, but tranquil and deep.

Finally…

Yang Chen saw that for the first time a building appeared in front of him.

That is a door.

An old monk stood in front of the door.

About seventy-eighty years old, kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

When Yang Chen saw him, he was not surprised at all, as if anything that appeared in this World could no longer touch him.

He stepped forward and asked indifferently:

“How long have I gone?”

The old monk put his hands together, said with a slight smile: “You It has been three years and eight months. This is only the first intersection. Lao Na will be waiting for you at the next intersection.”

After the old monk said, the whole person turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared. In front of the door.

Yang Chen didn’t speak. After looking at the door, he just raised his foot and stepped directly over.