I read the latest chapter of Ghoul today, and I was so slapped in the face that I was also drunk.
Nima, can I still believe in love?
Fortunately, in order to avoid being slapped in the face, I was cast as a passerby, but in the end, I was still not let go.
My face hurts so much. I was already crying and fainted in the toilet.
??Okay, next we plan to end the plot here in ten chapters or something. I feel so tired, is there any hope? !
Adjust it first, bend your face or something, we won't sit and be beaten honestly, I will definitely come back. Believe me.
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The next moment after accepting the prompt, Zhang Luo felt that his expression was in a trance, which was a state of uncontrollable loss of consciousness. It feels like the soul has left the body in an instant.
Then, when all five senses returned to the body, he had appeared in a place he did not recognize at all.
A dark place of netherworld.
"This is" Zhang Luo looked at the area in front of him in surprise. Although it was dark, for some reason, he could see its contents. It was a vast square-like area with dark bricks on the ground. The floor, the whole tone looks very gloomy and dark.
It feels like a legendary underworld.
"Welcome to" That was the voice that came from the depths of darkness, a soft voice that sounded from the innermost part of the darkness.
"Underworld!!"
At just the right time, a little bit of white appeared in the sky, and with the sound of the sound, it fell from the sky.
This is¡¡
"Snow?" Zhang Luo stretched out his hand to catch the thing falling from the sky, felt the coolness in his hand, and couldn't help but be surprised.
And it¡¯s not just snow, there are also erratic things.
That transparent white thing was floating in the air. There were also bursts of low humming sounds among the erratic things.
This magical thing feels like a legendary ghost.
So.
here¡¡
The dark realm, the sudden appearance of strange scenes, and the erratic ghost-like things, could this be what the voice said
"Underworld." Zhang Luo murmured in a low voice.
"No, it's impossible. How could I get to the underworld? I'm not dead yet, and I definitely won't die. There must be something wrong."
Zhang Luo raised his head and said loudly.
"Yes, you are indeed not from death, living person." The voice came from the depths of the netherworld.
"Who are you?" The content in the voice aroused Zhang Luo's alert, and he asked.
"I am the one who called you here, living person." The voice answered, and then the sound of approaching footsteps sounded.
"The one who called me herethe underworldand this place" Zhang Luo was stunned for a long time, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind.
He spoke suddenly.
"Are you a soul demon?"
At the same time, the true appearance of the figure was revealed in front of Zhang Luo.
She has white hair with the hair of a black death butterfly that symbolizes death, a green dress, a small figure, and carries two swords, one long and one short.
"It's right down there."
The two swords were already out of the body, one in front and the other across the chest, and the white half-spirit was floating not far in front of him. The small body lowered slightly, facing Zhang Luo's figure.
"Time is limited, so I can't say more. I will teach you next."
"Huh? Wait Well, I'm not ready yet. How should I teach you? What's the content of the teaching? Don't just omit it for me." After Yaomeng's words fell, Zhang Luo couldn't help but speak out. .
"Anyway, you came here to become stronger." Youmu's sword flashed with light.
"So, no matter what kind of teaching, you just need to accept it. Because the purpose is the same, to make you stronger."
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"Next, please accept it. The soul family, the secret of the two-sword style of life, feel and understand it."
¡¾Six Path Sword¡¿
¡Suppressed by the powerful power coming from that small body, and that deep voice.
"One thought can cause countless calamities"
The white light instantly covered Zhang Luo's body, and then a huge roar spread throughout the Netherland.
However, the teaching content from the soul demon dream is the art of the sword and the two-sword style of life.
"Feel the mysteries of life with yourself, the Two-Sword Style of Life."
Looking at Zhang Luo who was covered in white light, Youmeng put away the blade and spoke softly.
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Time passed little by little, and in the realm of the netherworld, Zhang Luo accepted the teachings of You Meng.
It was said that it was a teaching, but in fact it was Zhang Luo who was cut down unilaterally. However, for some unknown reason, it seemed that he would not die no matter how he was cut down in that area.
Being chopped down, then getting up and being chopped down again.
What Youmu wants to give him is that simple, technique? How to use? It doesn't matter what it is, no matter what the power is, it can be understood in one sword.
The Spirit-Breaking Sword [Become a Buddha and get rid of it]
Ghost Sword "Demon Boy Hungry Ghost's Fasting"
Hungry Ghost Sword "Hungry Ghost Path Papyrus"
Sword of the Hungry King "Retribution of the Ten Kings of Hungry Ghosts"
The Hell Sword "One Flash of Two Hundred Yojanas"
Hell Flame Sword "Karma Wind Flash Formation"
The Hell God Sword "Karma Wind God Flash Slash"
Animal Fun Sword "No Infinitive Penalties"
Shura Sword "Delusion in this World"
One sword after another, until Zhang Luo didn't know how many swords he had been struck by, he felt that his whole body was numb, and his body was completely different from his own.
Lost his mind and soul, he just accepted the sword's blow numbly.
Finally, until.
He felt the power from Youmeng Sword, the blade with death, the sword intention with life, and the feeling that he finally woke up and no longer wanted to be chopped.
Life, the strong willpower to live. He was in a daze, and stretched out his hand to slash at Youmu's sword
The Mystery-Breaking Sword "Mijin Cihang Slash"
¡The powerful force coming from the sword in Youmu¡¯s hand seemed to tear the world apart, its will, blade, and sword intention.
Everything that invaded Zhang Luo's body.
but. This time, Zhang Luo did not retreat, did not close his eyes, and was not afraid.
Facing Youmu's slashing attack, something seemed to emerge from the body. A sense of emptiness came from the body, but there was something more in the mind.
"It looks like you did a good job." The slashing Youmu smiled and said with a smile.
However, at this moment, Zhang Luo couldn't understand what Youmeng's smile meant.
Now he felt as if his body was moving completely uncontrollably. Following Youmu's sword movement, his body moved and his hands waved.
A voice could not be suppressed from his mouth. It was his own voice, but it didn't seem to belong to him.
Yes or no? Noit doesn't matter anymore.
Now he just wants to do this, so he murmured it softly.
¡¾Six¡ª¡ªTao¡ª¡ªSword¡ª¡ª¡¿
Those words were similar to what Youmeng shouted at the beginning, and Zhang Luo just kept waving his hands.
There seemed to be a different light emitting from the hands.
The white light slowly formed a weapon in his hand. It was a sword, or sword, that was almost the same as Youmu's hand.
The fake Bailou Sword and Louguan Sword appeared in the illusion.
¡¾One thought can cause countless calamities! ! ¡¿
The white light once again invaded the netherworld and collided with Youmu's sword, causing a loud noise.