An ancient Rashomon appeared from the heart of the God King’s eyebrows!

The ancient Rashomen actually had black air. In a blink of an eye, the black air condensed into thousands of troops.

It was rumbling and rushing, and it was magnificent. In an instant, Sun Wukong was submerged among the thousands of troops transformed by the black air.

The God King waved his hand and shouted: "The sky has its shape, the earth has its shape, infinite heaven, infinite life, past and future are all in his hands!"

He poked out his hand and all the black air suddenly seemed like a river in time and space. However, this river flowed backwards.

Sun Wukong suddenly lost his color, his speed slowed down. He was originally rushing forward, but suddenly retreated step by step. Ye Han saw it and was shocked. Because Sun Wukong's current situation was like rewinding when he was watching a movie!

"Ancient Counterflux Method!" The God King shouted loudly and said, "Ancient Destruction Divine Fist!"

An ancient Buddha suddenly appeared, and then punched Sun Wukong like an explosion!

Sun Wukong could only watch the ancient Destruction God Fist rushing towards him, booming!

Sun Wukong's body was pierced by his fist and blood splattered everywhere. At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and died on the spot!

"No" Ye Han's eyes were so angry that they were so angry that Long Ying cried even more.

Sun Wukong died, and died at the hands of the God King.

At this moment, Tingxue suddenly came to her senses and came to Ye Han's side in an instant, brushing away Ye Han's immortal binding rope. "Escape quickly!"

Ye Han was heartbroken. At this time, he got freedom. Although he was extremely sad and angry, he did not force himself to rush forward to avenge Sun Wukong. Instead, he captured Long Ying and Liu Lianzi, allowing them to enter the Qiankun Fan in an instant.

Then, Ye Han used the Qiankun fan to shuttle through the void and escaped a hundred meters away.

By urging the spiritual power to the limit, Ye Han's body looked like a stream of light, almost reaching the extreme.

A rush!

Suddenly, a golden gate appeared in front of Ye Han. The God King appeared coldly, and Ye Han's eyes were blood red, and he knew that there was no hope of running away. He simply stopped running away, without thinking, used the power of Lingyun Buddha, shouted, the Polo Seal, the Di Seal, and the Mohe Seal practiced the Tathagata Seal and slashed at the God King.

But the God King was also simply, just a big sleeve of the universe!

Ye Han was not afraid of the tornado at all. The Tathagata Seal instantly shattered the tornado. The God King also punched out!

boom!

With a loud bang, the violent wind shaking, Ye Han's whole body shook violently, his face turned red, and he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell down.

As soon as he fell down, the bundle of immortal rope appeared and instantly tied Ye Han up again.

The God King fell down, and then flicked Ye Han's Qiankun Fan.

Ye Han felt that his whole body was shaken by the God King's punch, and the severe pain was unbearable. A strong sense of dizziness hit his forehead. He felt that the God King's appearance became blurry in his eyes and finally fainted.

The moment he fainted, Ye Han thought to himself, I was probably really going to die.

I don’t know how long it took, but in Ye Han’s memory, there should be a long, long time.

He felt that he had experienced a long period of bumps and flying in his dreams, and had experienced coldness and many changes.

When he felt it again, Ye Han's first feeling was cold, and then darkness. And there was a rotten and wet smell.

He opened his eyes and suddenly found that he seemed to be in a well. The well was very strange, without water, but it was not a dry well. The underground was wet and dirty.

There is no trace of light above.

Deadly silence.

Ye Han's heart suddenly started to hurt, and he couldn't help but lose his complexion when he concentrated. All the false pills in his body, including the false pills on the Tianting acupoint, were gone.

Chaos true energy has nothing.

This situation is like when you first entered the divine realm. However, when you first entered the divine realm, it was Hunyuan, and now it is the cultivation level of a human immortal.

"I can still condense the inner elixir again." Ye Han thought to himself. He wanted to feel the spiritual energy. However, he was disappointed again.

There is no trace of spiritual energy here!

Where is this? Shouldn’t he be dead? Is this the underworld? Ye Han couldn’t help asking about himself. He began to fall into memories, vaguely remembering that he should have been on the top of the Jade Emperor in the God King Hall the moment before. Senior Sun Wukong was already dead, but he couldn’t escape and was injured by the old man Fu Hua.

No! He was not dead. Ye Han's mind suddenly became clear and he sat up in shock.

It must be Fu Hua imprisoned himself in this ghost place. He did not kill himself. But why didn’t he kill him? Could it be that he would imprison himself for the rest of his life like a dog?

When Ye Han thought of this possibility, he couldn't help but tremble. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of living like this cowardly.

I wonder how Long Ying and Liu Lianzi are now? Senior Sun Wukong also sacrificed his life to save himself. He was trapped in this way and could not find any way out!

If it was in the vast world, we could still rely on Yun Mo, Dongfang Jing, and the people from the Da Chu family to come to save them. But in this ghost place, even Sun Wukong could not save him, who else could he rely on?

I was a little hungry. Ye Han looked up and looked up. Can I climb up? By the way, Su Su! He touched the Elf Jade in surprise

At this moment, my heart was completely cold. The elf jade disappeared. An Ruosu didn't know where he went.

Ye Han was depressed when he fell into it. After a while, he thought that although he did not have the chaotic true energy, he still had the power of qi and blood. Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Ye Han's heart. Although he also knew that the hope was slim.

Ye Han stood up, supported the wall with his hands and feet, and climbed upwards.

In the endless darkness, you could vaguely see a black iron lid on it. Ye Han quickly climbed to the eye and supported the black iron lid with his hand. No matter how hard he used, he did not move at all. Ye Han couldn't focus on his feet, and he roared, wielding out the strength of his whole body.

With a bang, his feet were unstable and he fell down. During the crisis, his hands and feet were pressing on both walls continuously, thus supporting his body.

After falling back into the bottom, Ye Han felt an indescribable feeling of depression. He rarely felt this kind of depression. No matter how big the dilemma was, he had the confidence to complete it.

But at this point, he didn't know how optimistic he could be? What kind of miracles would there be?

The most important thing is that he is not used to his current body. He used to be the king and galloping across the board. His punch reached 100,000 pounds, and he used the forbidden technique to destroy the world. But now, he has been beaten into a mortal.

Such a strong gap made him very uncomfortable.

Could it be that I, Ye Han, have done too many evils and killed too many people, so I have to end up with this?

Ye Han sat on the wet ground and closed his eyes. He thought a lot in his mind, all of whom were killing people. Those bloody and hideous faces kept appearing in front of him.

Ye Han sighed and curled up into a pile. He had never been so weak since his debut.

Time passed minute by minute, and at first, we could hope that a miracle would happen. But soon, ten hours passed, one day passed, and two days passed. Except for the occasional small grid window above, there would be two steamed buns and some water to pour down. The rest of the time, it was dark. Even if the small grid window opened, there would be no light outside.

Ye Han tried many ways to condense spiritual energy, but all of them were declared failed. The small lattice window was a hole in the middle, and Ye Han couldn't even attack him if he wanted to.

In a flash, ten days have passed.

Ten days, two hundred and forty hours. Every minute and every second is a terrible torment for Ye Han. When he thought about the fact that he would be sleepy for a year, ten years, a hundred years, and slowly died of old age, he felt that he couldn't stand it and wanted to collapse. He wanted to commit suicide!

But when he raised his palm, he thought of Long Ying, his family in the world, and many people who were looking forward to him. He was not willing to die like this.

And that hateful old man Fu Hua! He also killed senior Sun Wukong and used himself to establish his reputation for life. How could he die so cowardly?

So in the end, Ye Han put down his palm.

During these ten days, the inner demons were full of hearts. Ye Han's heart defense always guarded the last line of defense, making it impossible for the inner demons to break through.

The most unbearable thing is excretion. No matter how high Ye Han's cultivation is, he still needs metabolism. He feels that he is really like a dog, trapped here.

When he was excreting here, his sense of shame became stronger. At this time, his hatred for Fu Hua became stronger!

On the contrary, after fifteen days, Ye Han not only did not feel depressed, but became more and more determined. Because his hatred for Fu Hua was supported, he must not die. He had to wait for an opportunity and wait for a slim opportunity. One day, he would kill Fu Hua!

Ye Han no longer felt the shame, he began to carefully understand the mystery of human and immortals. Gradually, he became accustomed to his current body.

Get used to this faint power.

Although I had the intention to understand it, I did not make any progress.

Darkness, darkness all over the sky, eternal darkness, no light. There is no voice from anyone, and every time I come to deliver steamed buns is just a little spirit monkey.

Ye Han couldn't even want to scold people.

In the God King Palace, Tingxue was wearing a white skirt, like a fairy who was out of the dust. Her face was heavy. At this time, she came to Jingxu Palace. The Jingxu Palace was cold and there was no breath of fireworks. In fact, the entire God King Palace also had no breath of fireworks. It was just that Jingxu Palace was even more lonely!

There are no tables and chairs in Jingxu Palace, just a futon and an empty house.

Tingxue came to Jingxue Palace, and Long Ying was chanting quietly on the cushion. Before Tingxue could enter the door, two soldiers stopped her.

"Ting to the Lord Xue, the God King has an order, no one is allowed to meet Princess Longying. Please don't let me be embarrassed!" said a soldier.

"Rare to the point!" Tingxue said angrily. "Go aside, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

The two soldiers were a little hesitant when they saw Tingxue being angry. After all, Tingxue is a popular man in front of the God King and the only senior disciple of the God King.

While they were hesitating, Tingxue forced himself into it.

"Princess!"

Long Ying was wearing a green dress, clear and cold. At this time, she saw Tingxue, but her face changed and quickly stood up to face Tingxue.

"Sister Xue, is there any news about your husband?" Long Ying asked anxiously.

Tingxue shook her head and said, "There is no news at all, and my master has never come back. I wonder where the master took him?"

Long Ying's tears flowed down and she said, "Sister Xue, what will the God King deal with his husband?"

Tingxue couldn't speak. She could guess the thoughts of the God King!

"No!" Long Ying said soberly: "The God King will never let my husband have a good time. I want to save him." She was so anxious that she burst into tears. But if she said she wanted to save him, how could she save him? She was completely helpless!

"Don't worry, I will find out where Ye Han is going as soon as possible. Princess, I will use my life to assure you!" Tingxue said.

Long Ying looked sad and nodded heavily.
To be continued...