"What? We stayed here for twelve days? Bad "zhaojie chagrin a clap forehead according to the normal situation, twelve days is enough for a main line from to the end.
"Don’t worry, there is no saying that there is a thousand years here and in that world, but at least it’s a day. It’s only been twelve hours now."
"Twelve hours? You said face to face? " Zhaojie keenly noticed the words in Mapo’s words and couldn’t help asking, "What on earth is this place, old lady?"
"Here? Ha ha ….. "Mapo laughed" Hell ".
"Hell?" Zhaojie and Jeremy exclaimed at the same time.
Who is the poison lotus … Zhao Jiejie Rami’s 12-day trip to hell.
Who is the poison lotus … Zhao Jiejie Rami’s 12-day trip to hell.
The third volume I have sold my soul to ghosts and gods. The final truth! Hatake Kakashi the Resistor!
Final truth! Hatake Kakashi the Resistor!
"Yes, this is a hell full of death and vicious exile. The evil soul belongs to another plane of this continent." Mapo smiled very strangely
"…" zhaojie and Jeremy glances with surprise.
Zhaojie frowned. "You mean we’re dead?"
Mapo shook her head. "Of course not. It’s just like it’s not for the living to go to hell."
Jeremy some worry way "old lady, you don’t sell with us? What will we come to hell? What do you want to give us? "
Mapo smiled. "Young people don’t worry. Listen to the old lady and I’ll speak slowly."
"Since you come from the living, you should know that the living is about to be destroyed, save the common people and make up for their mistakes. Those who are high above the gods benefit from their divine power to pull another plane elite into this world and give them the power to control and exert themselves. At the same time, the gods also throw many props that the living can’t produce into the mortal world, so that some of these props, like the walkers, are summoned by God from another world, while others are from an era … We call that era the War of the Gods …
Zhao Jie nodded. "I know that there are ten ultimate weapons and props in the war of the gods."
Mapo nodded, "Yes, but the top ten ultimate weapons are nothing more than god pawns. They have great power, but they are nothing more than tools for god’s war. They make props and weapons not strong."
"What did you say?" Zhaojie’s eyes widened. "Are weapons and props as powerful as the spirit knife?"
"Of course, I can let you learn a lot now." Mapo cursed her old face and stretched out with a smile to "take out your split blade."
"You know I have a splitting blade?"
"Why are you so inky? I’ll let you take it out. Are you afraid I’ll take it away?"
Although zhaojie still has doubts about Mapo in his heart, his confidence has also expanded due to the growth of strength. Take out the split blade hilt and hand it to Mapo.
Mapo nodded and didn’t stretch out his hand to pick it up, but pulled out a parcel from behind and hit the cloth layer by layer to reveal the box inside.
"This is?"
"This is what the Prophet asked me to bring you," Mapo said. "What you have is just a split blade hilt, and its ability is really unsightly and worthy of being called leftover."
As she said, she slowly played the brocade box, and as the box played a large piece of white light, it shone out of the box and went straight to the top.
After the light dispersed, the things in the brocade box were exposed in front of zhaojie.
It’s a silvery white sword with a length of about one meter and a width of about half an inch. It has a golden floating blade with a tip at one end and an iron tag at the other.
I didn’t see anything move in Mapo’s hand. The brocade box in her hand suddenly burned and quickly dissipated. The white blade of BOC was vain in her hand.
"Combine your hilt and blade in two and one."
Mapo ordered
Zhaojie slowly reached out his hand to the hilt and approached the snowy white blade. Then he felt a great force to make zhaojie almost hold the hilt, but fortunately, as soon as the two touched, they completely overlapped, and then a shining light went up and almost lit up the whole hell.
After the light faded, zhaojie left a one-meter-long white dagger in his hand.
Mapo said, "The weapon in your hand is called Crack, which was broken by the gods in the war of the gods and found to be a real artifact after being left behind. You can try one."
Zhao Jie nodded and slowly integrated the body energy into the crack. This dagger immediately sparkled.
It has no attributes, but zhaojie knew it as soon as he got into it.
Cut the sky [cut the plane wall of the human world to make a passage to and from the human world], crack the ground [hit the plane wall of the human world to make a passage to and from the human world], create an independent world and set up two obliteration rules here. This rule method is broken], and decide [If the messenger can detect the opponent’s greatest weakness, the ruling ability will cause a blow to the enemy]
“”
Zhaojie shocked, opened his eyes and flashed across the enemy with a wave of his hand, and a smooth crystal curve appeared, followed by a foam-like diaphragm that expanded rapidly, covering zhaojie’s whole body and zhaojie instantly disappeared in place.
"What is this ability?" Jeremy walked over and waved his arms around without feeling a trace of zhaojie.
In Mapo’s eyes, Jing Mang blooms. "This young man has a strong understanding."
"Thank you for your compliment."
There is a blade in the air. zhaojie walked out of it and said with a smile
"Feed this exactly is what ability? Can you dissipate your breath as well as my secret formula? "
"Well," zhaojie said to Jeremy with a smile, "in fact, I made a small size that can move with me and set rules for it. All thinking things in this world can’t feel and touch me. That’s it."
"You can make it yourself? And be able to make your own rules? " Jeremy’s eyes widened. "Isn’t that the realm of God?"
"Yes, the name of this ability is called Shenyu." zhaojie smiled confidently.
Mapo suddenly said beside her, "Young man, since you are so clever, you must know what you two can do in hell, right?"
"Of course," zhaojie primly said, "since I can have this powerful weapon, there may be others who have found other artifacts."
"Young man is really clever," Mapo praised. "The artifact that I sent you is called Sifang Instrument. Although I don’t know its details, I know it can reverse the time of the stars."
"Since even the stars can be reversed, it must be very simple to transfer us to hell, right?" Zhao Jie nodded. "I understand the old man and have one last question. Who is the prophet?"
Mapo shook her head. "I can’t tell you this. It’s like leaking the prophet’s name. Even though I’m dead, OHHOHOHOHO."
With that, the old lady smiled and walked away, covering her mouth.
"Thank you, old man." zhaojie’s mind moved. A black scabbard suddenly appeared behind the black Latin. He put a sword flower in his arm and inserted it into the scabbard behind him. Then he bowed deeply to the old lady.
"Finally, I wake you up that the artifact can’t be used all the time, which will limit the consumption of your vitality and physical energy. If you don’t kill yourself, you will die."
Mapo sounds far away.
"Are you kidding? You said you were Hugh bit? " War ghost eyes are going to pop out.
"But shouldn’t Hugh Bit …" Ah Hong opened his mouth like a dying catfish.
Zhaojie smiled. "Even if you don’t believe my words, you should always believe them?"
Yuan Yifan said, "Well, I’ll tell you how I found out that this man is actually Hugh Bit."
"In fact, all of us have long known that Hugh bit is not dead, and his usual mode of action makes us used to him hiding in the dark to investigate and study this time, and no one is eager to see him."
"So I entered the library with the fake Jeremiah. Because I was misled by the fake Jeremiah, I also thought that the Hell Gate really needed to be sacrificed through the blood moon. Later, as you all know, we met this guy who claimed to be the poison lotus."
"In fact, if you look carefully, except that he is carrying a sword behind his back and his appearance has changed, all his abilities are still exclusive to the Shubiter, and his strength is even stronger, including that I don’t associate him with Shubiter at all."
"His first flaw was to let us play the game of catching ghosts. Through his words, we already knew that the citizens who sacrificed died at his hands, which made it clear that the Hell Gate was in my doubt. If he was behind the fake Cupid, the man should have some power to keep us in captivity and play the game slowly, but he was not in a hurry to hit the Hell Gate. Isn’t it strange to you?"
Leona said, "It’s not surprising. Don’t villains generally like to brag about their greatness when they win?"
Mapo smiled. "This is a secret. I can’t say it, and I want to wake up. You have been here for a thousand years. You have been here for twelve days now. If you don’t go back, your partner may be in trouble."
