Douluo: Mr. Six of the Qibao Glazed Sect

Swallowed by the bloody red light, Shen Jianxin felt as if his feet were empty and everything around him became illusory.

All perceptions were blocked at this moment, the body could not be sensed, and the consciousness fell into deep darkness.

I don't know how long it took, but with a violent shock, all the feelings returned again, and Shen Jianxin slowly woke up.

Looking around, Shen Jianxin found that he was lying on a circular platform less than five meters away.

Standing up, everywhere you look is a faint red mist, and you can smell a very clear smell of blood on the tip of your nose.

Walking to the edge of the circular platform, it was dark below, and I didn't know where it was.

But Shen Jianxin knew that there was a long bloody river below, all of which was filled with underworld dew. It had been continuously providing energy for the Forbidden Demon Realm of the Killing City for thousands of years.

On one side of the circular platform, there is a slender path less than a foot wide. One end is connected to the circular platform, and the other end extends into the unknown darkness.

"Is this the road to hell? It's interesting."

The Road to Hell refers to this narrow road where only one foot can fall. As for the dangers that will be encountered on the road, it is all kinds of strange and no one knows.

In the original work, when Hu Liena came to the Slaughter City, Bibi even told her about the head soul bone used to resist the murderous riots and the benefits of walking out of the Slaughter City. If there is really a commonality between these hell roads, Bibi Dong will definitely not Don't tell her.

And Shen Jianxin came to this platform through the teleportation array, which indirectly proves that there must be more than one road to hell.

With the corners of his mouth raised slightly, Shen Jianxin immediately took out the eight corpses from the soul guide.

Such a hidden corpse dumping place would be a waste of resources if not used for dumping corpses.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Jianxin kicked the eight mangled corpses into the river of blood one by one with a happy face, and then took out three soul bones from the storage soul guide and identified them one by one.

After a simple identification, Shen Jianxin discovered that the three soul bones were the 20,000-year-old Juli left leg bone, the 50,000-year-old mental concentration skull, and the 80,000-year-old strong-willed skull.

Among them, the 20,000-year-old leg bones and the 80,000-year-old skull came from three people from the Haotian Sect, and the 50,000-year-old skull was dug out from the head of Contra under the King of Slaughter.

When she saw the 80,000-year-old skull, Shen Jianxin instantly understood why the three members of the Haotian Sect would rather unite with the people of the Spirit Hall to deal with him.

In terms of rarity, an 80,000-year-old skull is not weaker than a 100,000-year-old limb soul bone.

This 80,000-year-old head soul bone is not only rare, but also very old. The most important thing is that it also provides a will boost. For Shen Jianxin, this is simply an opportunity that comes to his door.

Putting the other two soul bones into the soul guide, Shen Jianxin couldn't wait to sit down cross-legged, holding the 80,000-year-old skull in both hands, and slowly closed his eyes.

A subtle mental wave emanated from Shen Jianxin's body and wrapped around the head soul bone in his hand, and a powerful light suddenly erupted from the soul bone.

Enveloped by the light, Shen Jianxin could only feel the cool breath going towards the center of his eyebrows, gradually stimulating his brain. Wherever it passed, his brain became clear.

That wonderful sense of transparency was a comfort that Shen Jianxin had never felt before.

Mental power, this invisible power, with the injection of skull energy, Shen Jianxin seemed to really see their existence.

They are getting thicker, longer, and bigger, and then they are like balls of thread, strands of threads intertwined together, as if they are protecting something.

"boom!"

Just as the spiritual power thread was being wrapped, Shen Jianxin suddenly felt that something was suddenly added to the thread.

After careful perception, I found that it seemed to be an invisible flame, and it was like airflow blowing in the wind. It was very weak, giving people a feeling of collapse at the touch of a touch.

Everything that happened when he absorbed the soul bone in his head seemed to be fleeting to Shen Jianxin, but to the outside world, three full days had passed.

Opening his eyes, the restrained mental power flashed in Shen Jianxin's eyes.

"The will is immortal?"

The fusion of the skull did not bring any active skills to Shen Jianxin, but a passive skill.

Those things that Shen Jianxin mistakenly thought were spiritual power threads were actually spiritual barriers, and the flame of nothingness was the manifestation of Shen Jianxin's willpower, called the fire of will.

Willpower is a kind of nihilistic idealistic power. With the blessing of the strong-willed skull, Shen Jianxin's will actually ignited the flame and appeared.

Although it was just a small flame that collapsed at the touch of a button, its transformation from virtual to real was enough to show how tenacious Shen Jianxin's willpower was now.

After understanding the function of the soul bone on his head, Shen Jianxin turned around and looked around. The first thing he felt was that the outside had changed, but after careful inspection, he found that nothing had changed.

There was still light red mist all around, and it was still pitch black in the distance.

"The mental power has not increased? It's unlikely."

After closing his eyes and releasing his mental power, Shen Jianxin 'saw' the slowly flowing river of blood under the round platform in the next moment.

Opening your eyes, the world in front of you is still as usual.

"My mental power has also increased, but there is no comparison here, so I feel that nothing has changed."

"The blood energy and soul power in the body have been fully restored. It's time to go out."

Climbing up from the ground, patting the dust off his buttocks, Shen Jianxin took one step forward and firmly embarked on the hellish road leading to an unknown place.

The road was very narrow, but Shen Jianxin's steps were steady, and he took each step firmly.

The light red blood mist filled the air, and nothing could be seen two hundred meters ahead.

Fortunately, the mental power he had just absorbed from the soul bone had also been greatly improved, so Shen Jianxin released his mental power when he set foot on the road to hell.

Since he didn't know how far the road ahead was, Shen Jianxin didn't dare to release it too much. He just kept his mental power within fifty meters of himself, carefully sensing all the disturbances around him, and giving himself a buffer time was enough. .

One thousand three hundred steps later, Shen Jianxin frowned because he felt a sense of heat.

Not only the heat in the air, but also the heat spontaneously coming out of his body.

With a thought in his mind, the realm of the God of Death expanded, and Shen Jianxin's brows furrowed even more.

"What's going on? I already have the God of Killing Domain, why am I still being affected by this Hell Road?"

Before he could figure out the doubts in his heart, Shen Jianxin seemed to have discovered something. He suddenly raised his head and looked deep into the red mist.

"Wow!"

It was like the sound of a large flock of birds flapping their wings, stirring the air and driving the blood-colored mist to form tiny cyclones.

"Wow!"

The sound became louder and louder. When the first bloody shadow passed through the mist and appeared in Shen Jianxin's eyes, the corners of Shen Jianxin's mouth twitched.

"Old Bat, I'll fuck you!"

After saying this, Shen Jianxin started running on the road to hell.

Behind him, there was a dense torrent of blood. A blood-colored bat about a foot long, with red light shining in its eyes, pressed towards Shen Jianxin overwhelmingly.