"Master, where is this?" Jian Tongming became more and more confused. Who is his master?

A student of Shrek Academy? Or some other mysterious identity? Jiang Siming does not look like a normal Shrek student at all.

And what exactly is this place in front of me? Such a strong blood energy, full of weird and evil aura.

"I can give you another chance to choose. If you trust me, you can stay. Of course, you can choose to turn around and leave. That only means that we are not destined. Anyway, I will not be done with that guy's favor. You

Let me say goodbye." Jiang Siming stared at Jian Tongming, looking forward to the other party's choice.

Jiang Siming did not blame Jian Tongming for his distrust of him. A vigilant mind was necessary to continue on this thorny path of cultivation.

"Favor?" Jian Tongming had heard it from Emperor Xue before. He didn't know which person related to him made his master owe the debt of favor.

"Without a master, there would be no disciple. Now, all I have to do is follow the master's instructions." Jian Tongming said with a bowed waist.

No matter who Jiang Siming is, at least until now, the other party has never thought of harming him. Instead, he always protects and helps him, and even gave him a big killer weapon.

What is there in yourself that the other party should be afraid of or covet?

"Very good, as long as you don't choose to quit. Then you have to walk the next road alone!" Jiang Siming nodded with satisfaction, and the majestic soul power spurted out and poured into the huge bat stone sculpture on the quiet ground.

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On the huge bat head, a pair of empty eyes suddenly exuded a bloody gaze, as if it came to life.

"It's already broken like this, why do you still want to struggle!" Jiang Siming's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty, and he increased the output of his soul power.

As a torrent of soul power poured in like a river bursting its banks, a sharp and strange roar came from the mouth of Bat Slate.

As the first cracks began to appear in the stone slab, countless small cracks also appeared.

After just a few breaths, the bat slate was completely covered with cracks. After a crackling sound, the bat slate that had existed for an unknown period of time completely disappeared and turned into dust on the ground.

Blood-colored light pillars rose from the ground and enveloped Jiang Siming and Jian Tongming. After a strong spatial fluctuation, the surrounding scenery changed drastically.

When the two figures appeared again, Jian Tongming fainted and fell to the ground without knowing it.

"Mistress, mistress, what have you done?" Jiang Siming looked at the hell road in front of him, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

"This is the real road to hell!"

What he saw shocked Jiang Siming. Zombies from his previous life actually appeared in Douluo Continent. This is simply unbelievable!

The endless road to hell is filled with the walking dead with rotting bodies and dull eyes.

It is not known how long they have existed in this form. The blood energy all over the Hell Road has greatly slowed down the rate of physical decay.

These aimless zombies who had been wandering on the road to hell for who knows how long seemed to feel the breath of living people. They were originally slow-moving, but they made weird roars crazily and fought towards Jiang Siming with all their lives.

People rushed over.

On the narrow hell road, there are countless, weak zombies being squeezed into the endless sea of ​​blood by larger zombies.

"It seems that Xiaosan's fairy grass caused these people to be completely swallowed up by the desire for blood and turned into monsters." Jiang Siming showed no mercy to the monsters rushing towards him. These people were originally in the real world.

The scumbags who can no longer live because of the heinous crimes they committed.

"Isn't it painful to live?" Jiang Siming murmured, waving his hand and releasing a barrier to keep out all the zombies.

Jiang Siming looked behind him at Jian Tongming, who was still unconscious, and then disappeared in front of a group of zombies.

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I don't know how long it took, but Jian Tongming, who finally woke up, looked at everything in front of him and was completely confused.

"What kind of monster is this?" Jian Tongming was extremely nervous at this moment. If it weren't for the barriers around him, he might have been torn into pieces by these countless monsters.

Jian Transparent, who gradually calmed down, finally reacted, with the panic still in his eyes, and said to himself.

"Is this the test that Master is talking about? Isn't this too deceptive? At least give me some hints to make such a big scene!" Jian Tongming was already complaining to the extreme in his heart at this moment.

Jian Tongming, who secretly encouraged him, cheered up and unleashed his Seven Killing Sword. However, another bigger surprise made him completely collapse.

"What's going on? Why can't I use my soul skills? What the hell is this place?" The sword Tongming, who was originally planning to kill everyone, suddenly became mute. How can he solve the crisis at hand if he can't use his soul power and soul skills?

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"Master! Why didn't I realize that you are a big bastard before?"

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Under the sea of ​​blood, the bloody temples still stand there on the cliff platforms!

Returning to Shura Temple again, Jiang Siming no longer had the initial shock.

"It's really disappointing that the five supreme beings in the God Realm and the inheritance place of a generation of God Kings have fallen to this place!" Jiang Siming said with some emotion.

Jiang Siming did not keep staring at the Shura Temple. The purpose of his visit this time was not for the Shura Temple. It was for the things under the sea of ​​blood and in the abyss.

The huge bloody dragon back then, and the weird roar under the abyss, even made God Shura a little confused. Jiang Siming was very curious, what is underneath?

"How dare you! Who dares to break into our Shura Temple?" A majestic and familiar voice suddenly came from the Shura Temple.

Jiang Siming, who was about to descend into the abyss to find out what was going on, couldn't help but frown.

"I don't seem to have triggered the inheritance mechanism of the temple!" Jiang Siming murmured with some confusion.

What made Jiang Siming even more confused was that the voice did not belong to God Shura, nor did it belong to Tang San, but the voice felt inexplicably familiar to him. Someone else had inherited the throne of God Shura.

"It seems that something happened after I disappeared that I don't know about!" Jiang Siming frowned.

At first, the ancient king looked down upon the status of God Shura and the God of Evil, and directly kicked the inheritance marks of the two god kings out of Jiang Siming's body.
Chapter completed!