Although the suppression of the Dao in the Kun world has disappeared, but the Dao is always above all living beings, but here gives him a completely different feeling. Han Yu felt that cultivating here was much easier than cultivating outside.
The Tao here is completely different from the Tao outside. This kind of subtle change in Tao can only be felt when it reaches the realm of Martial Saint.
The underworld world does not seem to be a dimensional space attached to the Kun world, but a world on an equal footing with the Kun world.
The shock in Han Yu's heart couldn't calm down for a long time. He followed the Yin Soldiers successively through Luanshigang, Flying Knife Canyon, Skeleton Gobi, Naihe Bridge and other Jedi, and finally reached the sea of blood.
These Jedi have all been repaired, and the dried blood sea is tumbling again. On the blood sea, stands a giant, who is the patron saint of the blood sea, and it seems that he has been waiting here for a long time.
The Patronus of the Sea of Blood has a human body, with black bristles all over his body, like steel needles.
"Masters in the early stage of Wu Sheng!" Han Yu secretly probed for the breath of the patron saint of the sea of blood, and couldn't help moving.
Soon, the Yin Soldier stopped in front of the Patronus of the Sea of Blood, and the Patronus of the Sea of Blood bowed and said, "Senior, please come out!"
"Huh?" Han Yu's gaze turned to the second coffin. The first coffin contained a rotting corpse, and the senior called by the Patronus of the Sea of Blood was definitely in the second coffin.
"Bang!" The lid of the coffin exploded, and a complaint sounded.
"Suffocated me, grandpa, why did you take me in the coffin..."
It was the voice of a little girl.
"Girl." Han Yu's heart skipped a beat, the voice belonged to the girl. But Han Yu didn't change anything and watched quietly.
The old lunatic pulled the girl to stand up from the coffin, Han Yu could only see their backs.
The Yin soldier was motionless, carrying the coffin numbly, regardless of what was happening inside the coffin.
"Senior, long time no see!" The Patronus of the Sea of Blood bowed his hands to the old lunatic, grinned, and his big yellow teeth made people look really horrified.
The old lunatic didn't speak, he pulled the girl and jumped to the ground. Suddenly, the old lunatic turned around and looked at Han Yu.
Han Yu was stunned for a moment. Today's old lunatic gave him an unusually unfamiliar feeling.
"Come out." The old lunatic said lightly.
"Uh..." Han Yu was dumbfounded, the old lunatic at this time didn't look like a lunatic at all, his eyes were incomparably clear.
Han Yu walked out of the Yin Soldiers' team, and the girl couldn't help being overjoyed when she saw it. She shook off the old madman's hand and ran towards Han Yu. I haven't seen it for many years, and the girl has not changed, just like the Yudie of the year, as if she is frozen.
Han Yu picked up the girl, walked towards the old madman, bowed his back slightly, and said, "I have seen senior."
The old madman nodded, and the Patronus of the Sea of Blood came over. Every step he stepped on made the ground tremble. He looked at Han Yu and said with a smile: "Little friend, we meet again."
Han Yu nodded.
In the past, he was as small as an ant in front of the Patronus of the Sea of Blood, but now, Han Yu has the strength to be on an equal footing with him.
The patron saint of the sea of blood looked at the old madman and said, "Senior, what advice do you have for this time?"
The old madman said, "I want to see Dugu's sword!"
The guardian deity of the sea of blood said: "Senior, come with me." The guardian deity of the sea of blood made a gesture of invitation. It can be seen that he not only knew the old lunatic, but also respected the old lunatic.
The old lunatic took Han Yu and the girl to the depths of the blood sea with the patron saint of the blood sea.
Han Yu has a lot of questions to ask the old madman and the Patronus of the Sea of Blood, but now feels that it is not the time. Silent all the way, crossed the void several times, three islands arranged in an equilateral triangle appeared in the sight of several people.
After seeing the scene on the three islands, Han Yu's expression changed slightly.
The Patronus of the Sea of Blood introduced: "The three islands are Corpse Island, Coffin Island and Monument Island."
There are countless corpses piled up on the corpse island; countless coffins are piled up on the coffin island, these coffins are the same as the coffins used by the old lunatic when they came in; there are countless stone tablets erected on the stele island, but there is no grave head.
From a distance, a gloomy and cold air rushed towards his face, making the scalp of a saint like Han Yu feel numb. The girl had already been blindfolded by Han Yu and shivered in Han Yu's arms.
"Why didn't those corpses and coffins be buried?" Han Yu Chuanyin asked the Guardian of the Sea of Blood.
"The corpse island has the rules of the corpse island, and the coffin island also has the rules of the coffin island." The blood sea guardian god said.
"Isn't the rules set by you?" Han Yu asked.
The Patronus of the Sea of Blood did not speak. Han Yu and the others flew over the corpse island. They could see that the corpses were piled up indiscriminately. The corpse water and blood water gathered into countless rivers, flowing into the sea of blood. Han Yu doubted that all the blood in the sea of blood came from the corpse island.
However, there was not a single mosquito on Dead Island.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Han Yu felt a familiar aura, which originated from the same vein as the finger of God.
Han Yu found that the blood flowing out of many corpses on the corpse island contained some of the source energy of the finger of God. Some corpses were more numerous, and some were less.
"Are these corpses from Heaven and Heaven's descendants?" Han Yu was shocked.
Han Yu couldn't help but ask: "The patron saint, did you destroy the Holy Land of Lingxiao?"
The Patronus of the Sea of Blood smiled bitterly: "Don't call me Patronus, my name is Heibao, you have to ask this old senior."
The black storm points to the old lunatic.
Han Yu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the old lunatic in disbelief. Seeing the meaning of the black storm, Lingxiao Holy Land was destroyed by the old lunatic.
"How strong is this old senior?" Han Yu took a deep breath. Although he didn't know how powerful Lingxiao Holy Land was, he had no bottom in his heart to let him destroy it alone.
The old madman did not speak, and seemed unwilling to bring up this topic again.
"What are you talking about, why can't I understand it?" the girl asked.
"I didn't say anything." Han Yu took his eyes back, and there were waves in his heart. He really wanted to know the strength of the old lunatic, but the old lunatic was sanctified in the flesh, and he couldn't tell his strength from his breath at all.
"Da Ya is comparable to the people in the early stage of Wu Sheng, the old madman must be stronger than Da Ya, isn't it comparable to the powerhouse in the middle stage of Wu Sheng?" Han Yu was more and more shocked. He suddenly realized that in this world, there are probably still many masters like the old lunatic hiding. Although he has an incomparably powerful leapfrog ability, he is not necessarily invincible.
The black storm took a few people across the corpse island and flew to the monument island.
The environment on Stele Island was not much better than that on Corpse Island. Everywhere was miserable and there was a chill.