Fusang was very excited! The person he fell in love with at first sight was actually a man. What's even more bloody is that this man was still the ninth prince of the Nami royal family.

Xiaotian smiled slightly, but his eyes looked at Fusang were a little complicated. Then he looked at Long Aotian and asked calmly: "Where is the inheritor?"

"Until now, you still want to find a inheritor. If I told you that the inheritor is not here and has been away for a thousand years, what would you do?" Long Aotian asked calmly, and the butterfly on his shoulder actually stopped, standing tightly on Long Aotian's shoulder, as if waiting for Xiaotian's answer.

"Me?" Xiaotian suddenly felt that he seemed to have killed the inheritor or been killed, but he never thought about what would continue to practice until he transcends his life?

"If I kill him, I will remove my inner demon. I will be more confident in achieving transcendence on the road of cultivation. Is this a sufficient reason?" Xiaotian said. He used to think that his heart of Tao is very firm, but even if he says it, he seems to be inconvenient. Is transcendence so easy? If I can really reach the realm of transcendence, why did this space, so many years have passed, I am myself.

But I didn't see a transcendent, or a transcendent appeared, but it was just a flash in the pan. As for where the transcendent went? Xiaotian didn't know, or he had arrived in another space.

"It's ridiculous, what's the fun of you like this? Transcendence, Nami Yuntian and Hua Xiaodie have transcended, but where are they? Each transcendence brings not power and interests, but killing like killing in hell. Do you know, six hundred thousand years ago, the God Emperor transcends, and what is it in exchange for? There are only three races left in this world in 10,000 races." Long Aotian said with a little melancholy.

Xiaotian frowned. Isn’t the God Emperor Long Aotian? I know that Long Aotian can be resurrected from the dead. Now Xiaotian can’t even understand this. If a person dies, he will be resurrected. Can he be resurrected if he dies? Long Aotian has definitely died, and even his body has been destroyed into nothingness. But what happened to Long Aotian in front of him?

"Okay. Since you are here, even if I don't kill you, you can't leave. There is a gate of hell under your feet. I can tell you clearly where I came from. I can tell you clearly that the power that makes you have no resistance comes from. But what if you know?" Long Aotian shook his head and turned away.

Qi Ming clenched his fists, and his eyes were almost spitting fire.

"Qi Ming, are you still not able to see it? Let's go." Long Aotian said.

"Hmph, your life or death depends on your luck." Qi Ming gritted his teeth and left. A kind-hearted Qi Ming wanted to kill Xiaotian with his own hands to pay tribute to countless dead souls who died in his hands. But at this moment, he suppressed his murderous intent in his heart, turned around hatefully, and his back looked very lonely.

Fusang looked at Xiaotian without leaving, and sighed for a long time. He took out a ghost-exorcist from his arms and threw it over: "Let's go, never come back. This talisman will be burned if it leaves the human race."

Fusang turned his head, and two lines of tears flowed down. It was not that he was reluctant to let go, but that he was frustrated! A man looked even more woman than a woman. When he saw Xiaotian, Fusang felt that he had completely lost interest in women in the world. This was a pit, a pit that can't be done by people. Seeing Xiaotian dead, Fusang couldn't do it. He loved him crazy a few minutes ago! Although he thought about it now, he was very frustrated.

Xiaotian reached out to catch the talisman and narrowed his eyes, looking at the other person's back. For some reason, an idea suddenly popped up in Xiaotian's mind. If he was not the ninth prince, but a woman from the Nami clan, what would the ending be like? He would be contemptuous by countless people, would he have his miserable childhood and would he be driven out of the imperial city? At this moment, Xiaotian suddenly realized that he was not so strong, and he did not care about anything.

Although Fusang was a misunderstanding of himself, the other party’s care and concern for him from the bottom of his heart came from his sincerity. Xiaotian could feel this. It was precisely because of this that Xiaotian wanted to kill Fusang several times but hesitated and did not take action.

Fusang looked up at the sky of the human ancestral land, although those were not real stars. Leave? So what did you do when you came here? Xiaotian looked down at the talisman in his hand, and his eyes became firm.

Gui Mansion, where Long Aotian comes from, why can't he go, or can he find his own answer?

So Xiaotian jumped directly into the abyss without any hesitation. In his heart, there was no hatred for the inheritor at this moment, but there was more madness. Xiaotian didn't know what he would do next, and the power was within his control, but was that meaningful? The one who had once insulted him had been trampled under his feet, so what else should he do!

Since you don’t know what to do, then the ghost palace in the abyss may be your best choice.

When you step into the gates of hell, the world becomes gray and the land around you is charred. There is no life here that is worse than the most desolate planet, but there are some bare branches on the black land. And it is still alive.

Xiaotian broke a branch casually, and the bright red juice flowed out. In the ghost palace, Xiaotian was still uncomfortable before, but after a moment, he saw that in this dark world, he was not alone. Countless voices were thinking about a direction and slowly moving forward. There was no expression on their faces.

Following the direction of these people walking, Xiaotian soon saw a swelling river. The color of the river was still blood-red, mixed with countless shrill roars, and the expressions of each head looked very ferocious.

Naihe Bridge quietly crossed the Yin River, countless ghosts stood at the bridge but none of them could walk up. Meng Po sat at the bridge, with a stove tumbling with black flames in front of him, and a pot on it kept rolling with heat.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it will be fine soon. After drinking Mengpo's soup, you can go there." Mengpo seemed to be talking to himself, and also said to the ghost at the bridge with pity.

Xiaotian was very curious about why no one could go up the bridge. So he stepped onto the bridge and was on guard, but nothing happened, so Xiaotian became even more confused.

"Oh, the guys from the Nami family think of an elf. They are all a bunch of naughty green men. Didn't you hear that? The soup is almost ready, so you can get over." Meng Po sighed.

"Have you seen my ancestor?" Xiaotian asked differently. Although there were only a few words, Xiaotian heard a trace of unusualness from it.

"That's right, that boy named Yuntian is inside. Why do you want to see him?" Meng Po raised her head and asked with a smile.

"I don't want to, but I want to see what is on the other side of the bridge?" Xiaotian said, but his eyes fell on the bright and stormy flowers beside Meng Po. I don't know why, since I saw this flower for the first time, Xiaotian felt an indescribable feeling that his soul felt extremely comfortable.

"This is not a place for living people to come, and you can't walk through this Naihe Bridge." Meng Po shook her head and continued to cook the soup in the pot.

Xiaotian slapped his eyebrows slightly, and a sense of arrogance surged into his heart, "There is no place in this world that I can't go."

After the words came, Xiaotian raised his foot without hesitation and stepped onto a staircase, but nothing happened.

"Pretending!" Xiaotian despised him and stepped forward again, but strangely, no matter how he moved forward, Meng Po's distance remained the same as him. Although it was only a hundred meters, it seemed that he could never walk.

Xiaotian stopped, looked down at the ground, and there was nothing unusual. After looking behind him, he came up to the thirteenth stairs, and now it is still the thirteenth stairs. His heart was infuriated, and the space changed and disappeared in an instant. When it appeared, he was still in place.

"Don't worry! Don't worry, the soup is ready. Drink Mengpo's soup and go on a good journey. Reincarnation, repay kindness and grudges and grudges. If your wish is not over, the previous fate will continue." Mengpo began to play the repetition machine function, and always said one sentence in his mouth.

Xiaotian frowned and carefully retreated, but Xiaotian suddenly realized that no matter what direction he was in, even if he used the laws of space, he could not leave half a step away from being in place.

But at the bridge, don’t look back, what can you do before the past? A bowl of Mengpo soup will kill the past. Mengpo’s tone changed again, and she became extremely sad.

Xiaotian seemed to understand but he had never experienced all this. He has always been a mortal, a god, a master like himself, or a divine emperor. They died if they died. How could such a ghost palace appear? What is reincarnation? Hua Xiaodie's reincarnation bracelet has no effect for hundreds of thousands of years, so why?

All this is a mystery. If you are in Yi Qianxiaotian, you will sneer, but now, when you see Long Aotian with your own eyes, what else can you say? The dead can be resurrected. So what about those transcendents? Where did they go?

"I just want to find some answers." Xiaotian said lightly, then sat on the steps, leaning on the railing of Naihe Bridge, silently watching. Since I can't leave, I won't leave. Waiting is sometimes a kind of resistance.

"You are really annoying. If you beg me, or I will let you go back." Meng Po looked at Xiaotian and shook her head and said.

"Why do you ask for you? If you want to tell me, you will naturally tell me. If you don't want to say it, what's the use of asking you?" Xiaotian was still calm and smiled at the corner of his mouth. His eyes narrowed, and he was just at the bridge, closing his eyes to rest.
Chapter completed!