The sky is dark and the earth is vast, and his back is bleak and lonely.

For him, time has no concept. Only footprints have been buried in the six realms.

He just buried his head and lowered his eyes, walked forward quietly, without saying a word.

This time, the road he walked was far away to the boundless.

Time is like a carving knife, carving traces on him, and every knife, every trace is a touch of vicissitudes.

In the distance, ancient passes reappeared, traversing thousands of miles from east to west, bloody, cold and majestic, blocking his way.

After a hundred years, he looked up again: the Hungry Ghost Realm.

After a moment of stopping, he silently stepped in.

Immediately, I heard the wailing ghosts, as if they were coming over and over.

In front of me was a scary scene, and wherever I could see, hungry ghosts were hungry with their arms hanging down.

In their eyes, they were all greedy and bloodthirsty, licking scarlet heads, bleeding saliva, and pounced towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen frowned, the secret technique of the palm evolved, preparing for a big battle.

However, before he could set off, an inexplicable force appeared, bound his body, and even his magic power was sealed.

"The hungry ghost realm of the six realms of reincarnation is the suffering of eating the body for a hundred years."

It was the ethereal sound again, cold and silent, resounding throughout the world.

His body was imprisoned and could not move. He had no trace of magic power. Only a wisp of cold wind blew, blowing him to the sky and falling down.

The hungry ghost rushed up and surrounded him, layer after layer.

The endless hungry ghosts bite his flesh, drink his blood, gnaw his bones, and suck his marrow.

Ye Chen's eyes were bloody, and he couldn't talk or move, but he could only watch him... watching him eat it.

This is a bloody picture, the bloody and shocking, and bones, flesh, and blood all become food for hungry ghosts.

The cruelest thing is not these, but Ye Chen's body was gnawed out, and his flesh and blood were reborn and continued to be gnawed.

This is like a vicious cycle.

But he had to watch, and had to suffer a hundred years of gnawing, unable to move, unable to resist, and had to passively accept it.

Well, Bai Zhi covered her jade mouth on the top of the Netherworld Mountain.

The scene was too bloody and too disgusting. The Emperor's disciple was arrogant, so she had never seen such a scene.

On one side, Ming Jue's face turned red. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he still had the urge to vomit wildly.

Through the water curtain, both of them seemed to be able to hear the sound of hungry ghosts chewing Ye Chen's flesh and bones, full of magic.

For one hundred years, Ye Chen will suffer this pain for a hundred years.

This period of time, just imagination, makes people feel desperate.

Compared to the two of them, Emperor Ming and Emperor Huang were much calmer and looked quietly, and had never seen any scene before.

Especially Emperor Darkness, he witnessed the Emperor Huang being eaten.

The dignified emperor, a cruel man who once blocked the Five Emperors in the wilderness of the universe, entered the six realms of reincarnation and was still powerless to resist.

Ye Chen today is very similar to the Emperor Huang of the past.

So what if I have slaughtered two emperors, it is still food for hungry ghosts.

In the Hungry Ghost Road, Ye Chen's eyes became dull and empty again, and his expression of resistance also disappeared without a trace.

He did not close his eyes, and opened it like that, looking at nothingness.

I don’t know what pain is, so what if I’m chewing on hungry ghosts.

He only knew that he was going home, and the hungry ghosts in the six realms of reincarnation could not scare him or erase his obsession with returning to his hometown.

Day by day, year by year, quietly passing by in the long run.

A hundred years have passed, and once again... the end has come.

When the hungry ghosts disperse, when the howling sounds are annihilated, the power that binds him will also disappear, and he will get up for the first time in a century.

The hungry ghost realm collapsed with a bang, and it was a scorched earth again.

Go on the road, go on the road again, staggering and shaking.

Since he came to the underworld for three days, the six realms have been three hundred years, and the long years and endless loneliness have submerged him.

I don’t know how long it takes, and the third pass is already in my sight.

The three characters Shura Dao are scarlet and huge, stained with the dust of time and blood, flowing in strands, which are very dazzling.

Ye Chen did not stop at all, and walked into the pass with heavy steps.

When you see, you will see a bloody sea. The sea surface is calm, without any waves, and only the bloody smell gathers into blood mist surging.

"The Shura path of the six realms of reincarnation is the wound of a hundred years of fierce battle."

It's still that ethereal sound, cold and silent, resounding throughout the world.

After the words came, the calm sea was still calm, and bloody people crawled out of the sea, with bloody clothes and bloody eyes.

It was really a Shura, revealing her white teeth, licking her scarlet tongue, and her bloody eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.

There were countless Shura ghosts, roaring, wailing, and roaring, rushing towards Ye Chen with his eyes bloodthirsty and tyrannical.

Ye Chen said nothing, pulled out the Yinming Sword and clasped his hands tightly.

After entering the six realms for three hundred years, the hungry ghost realm, the hell realm for a hundred years, and the silent blood boiled.

"Kill!" a roar, hoarse and vicissitudes of life.

He rushed out, with a sea of ​​blood flowing, and Shura was slashed over and over, and blood...splashed all over his body.

He fell down Shura and disappeared into the sea of ​​blood, but he soon stood up again, and even killed him, but he still had to cover up and not reduce his limits.

Ye Chen was like crazy, holding the killing sword, making trouble, and only the sword rose and fell, as if he was tireless.

Time passed, and after ten years of battle, he was covered in scars.

The Shura ghost rushed over again and again, and was killed by him again and again, drowned him again and again, but he rushed out again and again, falling down again and again, and getting up from his blood again and again.

His blood-red eyes, even Shura, his clothes, hair, face, palms, and body, were dyed blood-red.

Compared to Shura, he is more like Shura, just a blood man, rushing in the sea of ​​blood, like a madman, tireless.

Time has no idea; pain has long been forgotten.

Jieming Mountain is silent, all of which are quietly looking at the water curtain.

The Supreme state of mind was as quiet as water, Ming Jue and Bai Zhi, with pale faces without blood, and had already seen them so hard that they could not bear to look at them.

Then there is no one else. His blood and bones are exposed and his body is broken. He is fighting against the Shura ghost and will never fall down even if he dies.

How strong is his thoughts? Is his heart made of stone? How can he hold on for a hundred years?

Ming Jue and Bai Zhi both lowered their eyes. If it were them, they would have fallen down long ago. How long is it?

Ye Chen fell into a pool of blood again and was flooded by the sea of ​​blood.

After many years of battle, he had not stopped. He was tired and stood up shakingly, his whole body covered in blood.

"Go home, I want to go home." He only had one arm left, holding the sword, and staggered and slashed wildly.

There was no divine light in his eyes, or he was dead.

I am still killing, all of which are supported by the immortal obsession.

Time has passed, and a hundred years have ushered in the key point.

He fought for a hundred years, and finally survived. All the Shura turned into blood. The majestic Shura Dao Pass collapsed in a ray of cold wind.

On the scorched earth, he staggered, and behind him was a bloody road, and bloody footprints were all shocking.

His back is still so lonely and bleak.

How long is the journey home? A young man is so old that he is covered with scars.
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