Chapter Eight Hundred and Thirtieth: Plausible but Not True, Plausible but Not False

Luo Qingchuan, basically enduring the suffering of heartache, looked at the lifelike portraits and walked forward step by step.

Gradually, Luo Qingchuan saw that he had finally walked out of the ruins and came to a void.

Finding himself in the void, Luo Qingchuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded in Luo Qingchuan's ears.

"Haha! Hahahaha!" A figure dressed in black armor, like a demon, appeared in front of Luo Qingchuan's eyes, raised his head to the sky, and laughed heartily.

When seeing this figure, Luo Qingchuan's body trembled, and two words blurted out: "Master!"

That's right, in the void ahead, what appeared in Luo Qingchuan's eyes was the Emperor Jiuyou, You Ming!

Immediately afterwards, Luo Qingchuan saw waves of berserk energy, mines, water, fire, wind, dazzling light, thousands of swords criss-crossing, emerging from all directions, rushing towards the Nether at the center.

Immediately afterwards, seven figures loomed in the void, surrounding Netherworld and blocking all his escape routes.

"Hahahahaha!" And You Ming, a man like a god and demon, continued to laugh up to the sky, and shouted in his mouth: "Kill, kill, kill, kill! I, Youming, will kill all of you dregs today! Qingchuan, come and help me as a teacher! Let's fight!"

"Master!" Luo Qingchuan's body shook again!

"Qingchuan, come and help me fight!" Immediately afterwards, You Ming's shout sounded again. At the same time, waves of berserk energy violently bombarded You Ming's body.

"Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" bursts of pain roared out from You Ming's mouth. "Qingchuan, you scoundrel, my teacher asked you to help me fight! Don't you want to watch my teacher get killed by these seven people!"

"No! It's fake! Everything is fake! Everything is an illusion! Illusion!" Luo Qingchuan was determined again in his heart, his determination was like iron, he ignored the scene ahead, and walked resolutely.

Step by step, walking towards the front, the battlefield in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Even if Luo Qingchuan approached, he ignored those violent energies, and ignored the demon god man in front of him who was still wailing fiercely. His body penetrated through those violent energies, and then penetrated the body of the demon god man. .

"Luo Qingchuan! You traitor! I, Youming, do not have a villain like you. From now on, you will be expelled from the Nine Nethers, and you will no longer be my Youming's disciple!"

Luo Qingchuan walked forward step by step,

The angry roar behind him kept ringing. But Luo Qingchuan was unmoved at all! Gradually, the familiar voice gradually faded away.

At this moment, Luo Qingchuan saw the scene in front of him, and suddenly changed accordingly. He found that he had returned to the center of the raging Huangquan again, standing at the end of the Naihe Bridge, and in front of him, a group of people in blood-colored battle armor The figure was looking at him with a calm expression, and said to himself:

"Okay, Qingchuan, you really didn't disappoint me, you have walked the road to hell and crossed the bridge of Naihe!"

"Master!" Luo Qingchuan murmured softly. Seeing that he was back here again and saw this familiar figure again, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally relaxed physically and mentally. Luo Qingchuan felt this relaxation. , exhausted.

"Master, it's finally over!" Luo Qingchuan said in a low voice.

Those real scenes are so tormenting, Luo Qingchuan really doesn't want to see them again. The feeling of watching someone close to you being killed alive is really heartbreaking.

"It's over!" Shi Feng said calmly. Then he turned around and murmured softly, "Let's go!"

"En!" Luo Qingchuan nodded secretly.

And at the moment Shi Feng turned around, Luo Qingchuan suddenly saw that a hand and a long sword suddenly appeared above Shi Feng's head, and slashed towards Shi Feng's head!

"Master...Master!" Seeing this scene, Luo Qingchuan was shocked, and the sword was about to cut into Shi Feng's head!

"Master!" Luo Qingchuan let out a flustered roar, his right hand was shining with white light, and he was about to swing his palm towards the sword, but at this moment, Luo Qingchuan suddenly withdrew his palm again!

"Illusion! This is an illusion again!" Luo Qingchuan murmured. That sword appeared so clearly, with the master's spiritual sense, how could he not feel it! And he is still under the sword at this moment, motionless!

Let it be slaughtered! This is not a master at all! The bridge of Naihe is not over yet!

At this moment, Luo Qingchuan resolutely walked forward again.

"Ah!" There was a tragic howl of pain, and Luo Qingchuan watched helplessly again, his dearest relative was cut in two by a sharp sword, blood spattered, and fell into the sea of ​​yellow spring on both sides.

"If it's a master, how could he be killed so easily! How could I, Luo Qingchuan, believe it!" Luo Qingchuan said firmly, stepping firmly, step by step.

And Luo Qingchuan once again saw a figure covered in bloody lines looming in the turbulent yellow spring in front of him, and the sword that cut the master in two stabs towards him.

"If it's true that Master died under this sword, and I, Luo Qingchuan, watched helplessly but remained indifferent, then even if I let this sword stab me to death, I, Luo Qingchuan, deserve to die!"

Facing the swift stabbing sword, Luo Qingchuan said to himself again, ignore it.

Soon, the flying sword pierced his forehead!

"Illusion, it really is!" Immediately afterwards, the flying sword disappeared, and the bloody figure in the underworld disappeared like mist.

And under Luo Qingchuan's feet, the Naihe Bridge, which had already reached its end, appeared under his feet again, but following his steps just now, he found that he was at the end again!

And in front of you is the turbulent bank of the Yellow River. Not only the Naihe Bridge has come to an end, but even the road to the Underworld has also come to an end.

"This is, have you really finished walking the Naihe Bridge?" But now, Luo Qingchuan couldn't believe it. This Naihe Bridge is real and fake, and it's hard to tell if it's real or not.

"It doesn't matter whether it's finished or not, whether it's true or not, it's right to keep going." As he said that, Luo Qingchuan continued to walk, took eight steps in a row, and stepped on the shore with both feet!

And at this moment, a figure in blood-colored battle armor appeared in front of Luo Qingchuan again. The young face and expression were almost exactly the same as the one that was cut in two just now.

"Very good, as a teacher, I know that you will successfully complete this path!" Shi Feng said to Luo Qingchuan.

Then he said: "You have successfully gone through the road to the underworld, crossed the bridge of Naihe, and your mind has been tempered. When you calm down, remember and understand everything you have seen. It must be good for your state of mind! " ()