Chapter 244 Beautiful Dream

Zhu Zhuqing walked in front. ‘6’‘9’‘s’‘h’‘u’‘x’‘.’‘c’‘o’‘m’ kept adjusting her own innate domain to fight against the powerful killing will in the hell road.

Staring at the endless darkness in the distance and the thick red fog rolling around. She soon discovered that the appearance of the red fog was actually traceable.

Just like the waves, one wave after another surged and swept, not endlessly, and its intensity was constantly changing.

Moreover, the cold and cold killing will in the red fog and the chaotic and filthy evil malice were not in the same camp, and they were also consuming each other.

But compared with the treacherous and unpredictable layers of malice, the killing will was obviously much more domineering, suppressing all alien energies at the same time with a repressive attitude.

And the malicious invasion target was very clear and single, that is, it was directed at Bibi Dong curled up in Su Cheng’s arms.

Zhu Zhuqing has rich combat experience and is extremely knowledgeable about the development of the domain. Seeing this situation, she quickly responded.

The characteristics of wind are unpredictable and can be hard or soft.

In the past, in order to maximize her own attack power, attack and movement speed, she never spent too much time on changes. Instead, she focused all her energy on how to improve its power and sharpness.

But at this moment, she began to change her mind.

As time passed, the airflow surrounding the domain also changed.

It was no longer as sharp as before, but soft and winding, and often interspersed between the red mist, trying to guide the different auras in the red mist and let them consume each other.

"Zhuqing, use your whole body to feel it. Instead of just looking with your eyes and driving it with soul power. Try your best to feel the instinct from your blood, and then believe in your instinct, obey, and integrate."

At this time, Su Cheng's voice suddenly came from behind.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression moved slightly, and she quickly understood what the other party meant.

Without asking more questions, she directly immersed her mind in the martial soul.

She knew in her heart that the "instinct in the blood" that Su Cheng mentioned was actually the fighting instinct of the Nether White Tiger Martial Soul.

This powerful martial soul bloodline that surpassed the super martial soul was also her real confidence.

When she calmed down and handed over the control to her body little by little, she instantly found that the difficulty of controlling her domain dropped sharply.

The flow of wind is difficult to control. In other words, it is difficult to predict its subsequent evolution.

She can constantly fine-tune it in the process, and even condense it into a sharp blade with powerful lethality, or a solid shield, but it is difficult to fully control it from beginning to end.

However, when she began to drive it with instinct, using soul power and mental power as assistance, she soon noticed the difference.

Those airflows were no longer weapons in her hands, but extensions of her body.

Even the subsequent changes can be known in advance from the moment of attack.

Compared with her previous guidance, it takes much less effort now, and the effect is better and more efficient.

Zhu Zhuqing felt a little happy.

Not only the control of the domain and wind attributes. The killing instinct and fighting instinct were also gradually integrated by her in this process.

Su Cheng was right before, this place is really suitable for her.

The experience in the Killing City before has really improved her a lot.

But in addition to the murderous spirit, there are more filthy malice there, which requires a lot of energy to resist in order to ensure the purity of her spiritual level.

On this road to hell, she can completely let go and feel it to her heart's content.

Because the killing will here is stronger and purer, it has not been integrated with the endless filthy malice, and now it has become a whetstone for her to improve her will and fighting skills.

However, as the few people continued to move forward, Zhu Zhuqing, in addition to being vigilant about the dangers that may appear at any time in the darkness ahead and the evil malice that constantly invaded from all sides, also began to divide a small part of her mind to pay attention to the situation of the two people behind her.

She was a little confused.

Bibi Dong was a little too indulgent and trusting of Su Cheng.

Although she had not had much contact with the current female pope who was above ten thousand people before, she could feel from the brief observation a few days more than a year ago that this person was ambitious and narrow-minded.

Her mind was definitely not as glorious and majestic as it seemed on the surface, and the sinister light that occasionally flashed in her eyes was even more chilling.

Not to mention Su Cheng, an outsider who joined the Spirit Hall halfway, I am afraid that even for those elders who were also born and raised in the Spirit Hall, they were mostly using their minds and had no real friendship.

Of course, Zhu Zhuqing just felt strange, and by the way, she was thinking about how to gain a foothold there after entering the Spirit City in the future, and she did not doubt anything in her heart.

No matter how you look at it, with the identities, positions, and camps of the two people, they should not be so close to each other.

It was only because Su Cheng was strong and Bibi Dong seemed to be affected by the environment here, resulting in a very bad state, that she behaved extremely abnormally.

After all, before entering this hell road, the other party was still normal.

Watching the changes in Zhu Zhuqing's domain, Su Cheng, who was walking behind, nodded secretly in his heart.

There is no doubt that she had extremely rich combat experience in the past.

After all, in that memory, the other party had truly cultivated to the peak Douluo realm.

However, he was not very familiar with the martial soul of the Nether White Tiger.

With the cultivation of Titled Douluo, the number of battles he has actually fought is also very limited.

The talent domain derived from the Nether White Tiger, as well as this martial soul itself, are undoubtedly extremely powerful.

At least in terms of level, it is far beyond Zhu Zhuqing's cognition.

So at this stage, what she needs to do is not to rush out of her own path, but to integrate, learn, and constantly tap into her bloodline potential.

Su Cheng also knows the Nether White Tiger.

In fact, this is the first martial soul he has deeply explored the essence of bloodline.

He knows the potential of this martial soul very well.

This is a beast born for fighting and killing, defeating everything, surpassing everything, until breaking through all shackles and gaining true freedom.

At least before Zhu Zhuqing reaches the level of Peerless Douluo, there is no need to lose sight of the essence.

After she truly masters the Nether White Tiger martial soul, she needs to try to transcend her instincts and reach a higher level.

The Wind God domain derived from the Nether White Tiger is also different from the ordinary talent domain.

For ordinary soul masters, what is the most valuable part of domain skills?

It is to provide the best environment for users to adapt to their own fighting style.

The Wind God Domain is not like this.

It does not create a fighting environment, or that heavy environment is only a byproduct.

Its essence is to enhance the user's strength and speed.

It is an extreme attack domain similar to Su Cheng's sword domain.

Including the pair of wind god wings that Zhu Zhuqing had used before, it is not a soul skill, but a domain characteristic, helping her to kill and fight more flexibly.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing has already understood, Su Cheng also put his mind at ease and followed silently.

In his arms, Bibi Dong's soft body was still trembling slightly, her eyebrows were frowned, and she uttered unclear mumbling from time to time, and there was a purple-black light flashing on her face.

Su Cheng operated the skills, continuously delivering diluted innate power to her body, trying to wear out the constantly stimulated Rakshasa divine power.

At the same time, his lips moved slightly, and the voice containing the power of the soul echoed in her mind.

As he kept sending voice messages to comfort her, Bibi Dong in his arms seemed to be in a slightly better state.

But Su Cheng did not dare to be careless.

They had just entered the Hell Road not long ago. When they were close to the exit, they did not know whether the other party would have other changes.

Since the Rakshasa power was entrenched in the underground blood pool and could track them as the blood pool flowed, it would be difficult to escape from the continuous harassment of this thing before leaving here.

Before the few people walked too far, a group of red clouds suddenly floated in from a distance.

The red cloud was very fast. It was only the size of a palm at first sight, but in a blink of an eye, it came to the front in an overwhelming manner.

They were blood-red bats, just like the smaller version of the blood-colored bat pattern left on the ground of the Hell Killing Field before.

Each blood bat was about one foot long, but its huge wings spread out to more than one meter.

Thousands of bats gathered together and swooped down on the few people quickly.

The blood bats' eyes flashed red, revealing sharp fangs, and made strange "crackling" sounds from their mouths.

After approaching, they flapped their wings at the same time, bringing a gust of fishy wind, blowing towards the few people.

Su Cheng did not make a move, and there was no need for him to make a move.

Wind is the power of the Nether White Tiger.

The huge white tiger shadow flickered, and its bloody mouth suddenly opened, with fangs crisscrossing like swords.

In front of the shadow, Zhu Zhuqing also opened her mouth slightly at the same time, then took a deep breath, and then blew forward.

"Swish--"

An extremely condensed airflow spewed out from her red lips like a sharp arrow.

At first, it was only the thickness of a little finger, and in an instant it turned into a fierce hurricane, rushing into the fishy wind that swept in.

As the wind swept, the formation of thousands of bats was completely disrupted in an instant.

The next moment, the chaotic airflow turned into a sharp wind blade that raged across the sky, and amid the squeaking and screaming of the bats, it turned into a large piece of blood mist and fell into the cliff below.

Under Zhu Zhuqing's powerful domain attack, the group of bats soon suffered heavy losses.

However, there were still too many bats, and it was obviously not possible to clear them all in a short time.

"Don't pay attention to them, let's speed up." Su Cheng glanced at the bats and said casually.

The first half of the Hell Road was not a big threat to Zhu Zhuqing, so there was no need to waste time here.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly after hearing this.

Then the domain turned, and the airflow around was instantly disrupted, further dispersing the bats. The two did not delay and rushed forward quickly.

However, before they could go too far, another huge soul beast appeared in front of them.

It was a huge dark golden bat with a length of more than four meters.

Two huge claws were clasped on the narrow road, each claw had a diameter of more than one meter, and pierced directly into the stone.

Amid the screams of a large number of blood bats behind them, the dark golden bat king slowly opened a pair of huge wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters. The whole body was shining with dark golden light, and the three heads looked extremely hideous.

Su Cheng could tell at a glance that the cultivation level of this dark gold three-headed bat was about 20,000 years.

"A quick battle, just blow up all three of its heads."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, and a red light flashed on her left arm. Then her figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment she appeared right in front of the dark golden bat.

Hundred thousand year soul bone skill - teleportation!

One of the skills of the hundred thousand year left arm bone that Zhu Zhuqing got from Xiao Wu is teleportation.

It allows the owner to move freely within a hundred meters, and does not require any buffer time, and can be used continuously.

However, each use will consume one percent of her total soul power.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing who suddenly appeared in front of them, the three-headed bat seemed to be stunned for a moment, and did not expect that the other party would suddenly come here from a distance of more than ten meters in front.

Zhu Zhuqing looked indifferent, and slashed forward with his finger like a knife.

The extremely condensed and powerful wind blade passed by in an instant.

The three bat heads that looked extremely hideous were cut in half in an instant.

The golden blood flew everywhere, and Zhu Zhuqing's figure flashed and returned to her original position.

As the giant bat died instantly, hundreds of blood bats in the air suddenly lost their backbone and fled away with cackling noises.

"Let's go."

Su Cheng looked up and didn't pay any more attention. He looked at Zhu Zhuqing and nodded, indicating that they should continue to move forward.

After passing the dark golden three-headed bat king, their road was almost smooth.

Except for the red fog that continued to spread and intensify, there were no other obstacles.

After walking for a long time, their position was obviously lower than the initial position, and it seemed that they had already passed half of the distance.

"Strange..."

Su Cheng was a little confused.

If I remember correctly, there should be a ten-headed scorching sun snake on the road.

Is it because that guy happened to be not here at the moment, or is the beast reserved for a designated person?

Or, because of the strong malice encountered at the beginning, it has been counted as a level by default?

This guess is completely reasonable.

The test of the Hell Road has three levels, and this kind of place created by gods to select qualified successors to accept the God Test usually has some mechanical judgment rules.

Just like the Seven Holy Pillars, the test issued at the beginning is extremely mechanical.

Unless the successor to the throne who can truly accept the God Test is determined, it will be carried out according to the rules.

Therefore, it is entirely possible that the Hell Road regards the dangerous situation that was aimed at Bibi Dong at the beginning as a level.

In this way, killing the bat king is considered to have passed two levels.

Add to that the strong murderous aura and malice at the last exit, and it is considered to have passed the Hell Road test.

Of course, there is another possibility that because Bibi Dong, who once passed the Hell Road, exists in the team, this place directly ignores them by default.

Su Cheng just changed his mind and threw this question aside.

It doesn’t really matter whether the ten-headed scorching sun snake is touched or not, and he doesn’t need the inner pill.

Coming to this place, on the one hand, is to observe the situation of the Rakshasa power and find a way to solve the hidden dangers of Bibi Dong's soul, and on the other hand, it is also to sharpen Zhu Zhuqing and improve her perception.

One less obstacle can save a lot of trouble, which is not a bad thing.

As the few people get closer and closer to the bottom of the abyss, the temperature around them begins to get higher and higher.

The murderous intent and hostility around them are also rapidly increasing all the time, becoming more and more domineering and manic.

"Su Cheng..."

At this time, Bibi Dong, who was curled up in Su Cheng's arms, suddenly became a little short-tempered.

Su Cheng looked down at her.

By now, Bibi Dong's body has been sweating, her hair is stuck to her white neck, looking a little messy, and even the clothes covering her body have been glued to her white skin.

The Pope's dress on her body is already delicate and luxurious. With the sweat soaking, it looks almost transparent, and even the snow inside can be seen clearly.

Holding her in his arms and touching her, it is almost no different from direct skin contact.

"Is she... is she okay?"

Until this moment, Zhu Zhuqing finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She looked at Bibi Dong with a strange expression, and then looked at Su Cheng who was hugging her.

She looked hesitant, as if she wanted to say something but stopped.

"Hmm?" Su Cheng came back to his senses and said calmly: "Oh, it's okay, let's continue walking, let's leave here first. She has a problem, I'll explain it to you later."

At this point, he looked at Zhu Zhuqing's red eyes again, and said in a deep voice: "What about you, can you still hold on?"

"No problem." Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

Although her eyes began to glow with a strong red light at this time, she was stimulated by the killing intent, her mind was not disturbed, and the flow of soul power in her body was also very normal.

Su Cheng could see her condition and knew she was not showing off, but he still reminded her: "Be careful and don't rush for quick success. The power you can control is your own power. There is no point in forcing external things."

"I understand."

After walking for nearly an hour, they were finally about to reach the exit.

In the abyss on both sides of the narrow road, dark red liquid rolled and flowed. It was obviously blood, but it had a temperature like magma.

At this time, the dark red liquid on both sides, which exuded a strong bloody smell, was only a few dozen meters away from the narrow road where they were. The scorching heat of the air had caused Zhu Zhuqing's clothes to begin to emit a faint smell of burning.

However, this temperature can't have much impact on the few people.

There is no need to say much about the physical fitness of Su Cheng and Bibi Dong. The sweat on Bibi Dong's body has nothing to do with the temperature. She is too confused, which causes her body to sweat continuously.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who has taken the fairy grass and is immune to cold and heat, is not afraid of this temperature.

The exit about a kilometer away looks very obvious.

The white light condenses into an elliptical light curtain, which is the end of the journey for the few people.

But before the exit, there is a blood-red lake blocking the way.

The lake with a diameter of a kilometer is full of plasma and bubbles are surging.

The evil spirit that is condensed like a substance is lingering in the meantime, and there is an even stronger killing will rising to the sky.

Cold, gloomy, filthy, evil...

All kinds of malicious killing intentions are more than dozens of times stronger than the red fog when entering the hell road at the beginning.

At this moment, let alone Bibi Dong, who is mentally confused and purple-faced.

Even Zhu Zhuqing was filled with blood and energy, and the uncontrollable killing intent and anger emanated from her body. Her eyes were bloody and the surrounding Wind God Domain almost completely turned into a dark red.

At this point, Su Cheng had to take action.

Even if Zhu Zhuqing had the Wind God Wings and could fly over this lake, she must not be allowed to continue.

Not to mention whether she could successfully cross over with her previous accumulation of killing intent, even if she could really survive the impact of killing intent and anger, she would be attached to the Killing God Domain when she left, which was a result Su Cheng did not want to see.

He just hoped to fully stimulate the combat potential of the Nether White Tiger Martial Soul through the battle in the Killing City and the killing will in the Hell Road, but he did not want the nature of Zhu Zhuqing's innate domain to change.

To be honest, if he did not inherit the Shura God position, he felt that the Killing God Domain was far inferior to the Wind God Domain that Zhu Zhuqing had.

"Zhuqing, follow me."

Zhu Zhuqing did not speak after hearing this, and walked over silently.

It's not that she didn't want to talk, but she needed to do her best to resist the strong murderous intent in this place.

"Hold me."

As he finished speaking, a pair of arms silently wrapped around his waist.

The next moment, an extremely plump and soft touch appeared on his back.

Su Cheng sighed with enjoyment and praised: "Zhu Qing, your figure has improved a lot."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the breath behind him surge instantly, the clothes around his waist were torn, five sharp claws pressed against his skin, and the cold murderous intent was looming.

Su Cheng hurriedly shut up when he saw this.

Then his expression became serious, and the five elements domain superimposed on the sword domain and surrounded his body at the same time.

The rich innate energy rose and emerged, colliding with the divine power here, making a "chi chi" sound.

After exerting the innate power, Su Cheng did not dare to delay for fear of delay.

Wrapped in the transparent sword energy, the whole person turned into a sword light and rushed into the air.

Amid the sharp sound of sword energy breaking through the air, the blood-colored amber below instantly raised waves, stirring up an extremely strong killing will.

However, as he left, the dark red Shura power seemed to have lost its target. It did not cling to him and condense into the killing god domain as it did in the past for those who passed the test of the hell road.

Instead, it gradually calmed down and restored its previous tranquility.

But at the same time, there was another large amount of purple-black malicious evil energy that was as solid as a substance, following him as if unwillingly.

The next moment, the sword light and the purple mist rushed into the white light curtain at the exit at the same time.

Bibi Dong stood alone in a muddy swamp, with countless withered flowers, withered branches and rotten leaves scattered among them.

No matter how colorful those flowers were, they have now turned into rotten corpses, and their original appearance can no longer be seen.

The dark clouds above were endless, blocking the clear sky and the sun.

The deep fog enveloped the surroundings, and the pungent stench of corruption made people want to vomit.

Bibi Dong looked around in a daze.

The venomous snakes hissed happily, spewed red letters, and their dark eyes flashed with cunning and treacherous light.

The spiders rustled and wandered, and the colorful patterns on their bodies were gorgeous and bright, which was the only color in this dead land.

In this swamp full of rotten poisonous gas and broken branches, it seemed that only by turning into one of them could they continue to survive.

The dirtier the environment, the more gorgeous they grow, and the more vitality withers, the happier they are.

Bibi Dong raised her arms and looked at her body.

The originally gorgeous and precious pope's dress was already in tatters.

On the white arm, there were also patches of purple and black spots, which looked extremely ugly.

Then she put her hands down as if she didn't notice anything, walked forward, and her heart slowly calmed down.

This place was probably originally a vast sea of ​​flowers.

From the occasional dead branches, one can also guess the prosperous scene in the past.

But spring and summer are short, autumn and winter are long, and after the flowers and leaves wither and die, they will never bloom again.

As time goes by, it gradually turns into a lifeless and rotten swamp, and becomes a paradise for poisonous insects, snakes and ants.

Gradually, the dead silence seems to permeate her body.

Even the pain that penetrated her bones in the past gradually became numb.

Not just those painful memories.

Even jealousy and hatred, desire and delusion, seem to have been calmed down.

Occasionally, there would be a slight stinging pain, which would seem to stir up a little bit of waves in her heart.

She stood in the middle of the swamp in a daze, and the hissing of snakes and insects had gradually faded away.

And she herself seemed to be like those once gorgeous flowers, withering and sinking little by little.

Then she fell into the swamp and became smelly and corrupt...

"Hey, is this your thing?"

At this time, a warm male voice, with waves of warmth, came into her ears.

This voice is so familiar...

Memories of the past came one after another.

In the desperate darkness of the underground secret room, someone once stood up and swung a sword for her...

In the beautiful valley full of rare and precious herbs, she also happily picked a flower soaked in blood with her own hands...

Who was that person?

Why was she desperate at that time, and why was she happy?

Has anything happened between her and him?

But why did she forget everything?

Bibi Dong looked up blankly and saw a young man standing in front of her, stretching out a palm to her.

On the palm, a round spot of light twinkled like a lotus seed.

The lotus seed was clear and pure, which was incompatible with the dead and dilapidated scene here.

"..."

Bibi Dong's eyes were a little confused and a little eager.

She hesitated to stretch out her palm.

But when she saw the mud and dirt on her arm, she felt a little ashamed and shrank back and dared not raise her head.

The man standing in front of her did not speak, but smiled at her with encouragement.

It is the instinct of all life to escape from suffering and sorrow and pursue happiness and joy.

Even in the dark, there is always a desire for hope and light.

Biting her lip, Bibi Dong mustered up the courage, tremblingly stretched out her palm, and touched the lotus seed.

At the moment they touched each other, she suddenly trembled all over and her pupils suddenly dilated.

At the same time, the lotus-like starlight also shone brightly, illuminating the entire swamp.

The next moment, flower stems emerged from the mud, then stretched and grew rapidly, and blossomed into lotus flowers.

The filthy mud faded away little by little, turning into a large lake.

The fragrance of flowers permeated her lungs.

Soon, the lotus flowers withered again, turning into lotus pods and falling into the clear and deep lake water.

Then the starlight flickered, and new lotus flowers grew on the water surface, stretching and blooming.

The lotus flowers and lotus seeds alternated back and forth, from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, layer upon layer, covering the entire clear water surface, completely submerging Su Cheng and Bibi Dong.

In the sea of ​​flowers, a low and hoarse sobbing sound was faintly heard, and then gradually turned into hysterical crying.