Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 367: Endless Road

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Chapter 367 The Endless Road

The roads on the four paintings are all connected together.

This road is entirely made of bluestone slabs, with pitch black on both sides. Yang Chen looked at it for a moment, and he felt as if he was sunk in, as if there was some magic in this road, which attracted Yang Chen.

"The Great!"

Gu Tianji gave a cold cry.

Yang Chen woke up suddenly, and the cold sweat just ran down. He only felt cold and whistling on his back, unspeakable panic. What is the origin of this road? Even he can be attracted?

You must know that although Yang Chen's current cultivation base is not strong, he is a man of two generations at any rate, and his spiritual power is far superior to ordinary martial artists. But even he was fascinated by this path.

"Good risk..." Yang Chen exhaled and said: "Senior, have you seen this road?"

"No." Gu Tianji was silent for a while, and said: "But this thing is too weird, it is easy to be sucked in if you are not careful, the emperor should put him away first."

Yang Chen nodded, stretched out his hand and prepared to put the four paintings away.

But just when he touched the four paintings...

Boom!

On the road in the painting, a dazzling light suddenly burst out, instantly enshrouding Yang Chen.

The dazzling light shining on Yang Chen couldn't open his eyes. The next moment, he felt the world around him spinning, as if the world had turned upside down. Yang Chen wanted to exclaim, but was horrified to find that he couldn't make a sound anyway.

When he recovered...

The surrounding environment suddenly changed.

The surrounding area was dark, like a black hole. The bottom of his feet was not a cave where he rested, but a bluestone road. The road is endless, extending straight forward, I don’t know where the end is...

The place at the end is pitch black, and even the light will be swallowed quickly.

Here is the world in the painting!

"I came in?" Yang Chen opened his mouth, and soon calmed down. After taking a deep breath, he began to sense the Gu Tianji in his body: "Senior? Senior! Are you there, Senior!"

There was no response in the body.

It seems that he is the only one in the world in this painting.

"Where is this place?"

Yang Chen's face changed, and he couldn't help walking to both sides of the road, and then he was stunned.

Under this stone road, there is an abyss without a bottom...

Yang Chen stretched out his right hand, his spiritual power gushing out, trying to illuminate the bottom. However, the light penetrated, and it was quickly swallowed, and it was so dark that it could not be seen clearly.

And this road is suspended in the air, and there is not even a supporting stone pillar underneath.

On the bluestone slab, there are some mysterious runes carved, even ancient characters that Yang Chen has never seen, like a kowtow, following the road to extend.

"Where is this place?"

Yang Chen frowned, raised his right hand and pointed at the surrounding——

"The Great Extinction Finger!"

Woohoo...

The pitch-black fingers roared out, and they were immediately submerged in the darkness, without even the slightest shock.

It seems that trying to break this space forcibly is not feasible.

Yang Chen groaned for a while, squeezing the five fingers of his right hand, Man Xiu's power instantly gathered on his fist, and then he punched the bluestone slab under his feet. Hearing a "bang" sound, the ground suddenly buzzed and trembled, but when he raised his fist, he didn't even crack open.

Yang Chen frowned, and pulled out the Jingxie Sword behind him, just swiping a few swords quickly--

"Dingding"!

The metal slammed on the ground, making a harsh sound and a spark.

But...

This bluestone slab is extremely hard, and under the attack of the evil spirit sword, even half of a crack did not appear.

"It's such a hard ground, is this really a stone road?" Yang Chen was a little puzzled. He knew the power of the Jingxie Sword, not to mention the stone slab, even the hardest black iron could easily be cut off. But on this ground, didn't even leave half a crack?

"Do you have to go to the end to get out?"

Yang Chen sighed, put away the evil spirit sword, and then rose into the sky, preparing to fly towards the end. However, he had just risen into the air, and a huge pressure came from above, which directly shook him out of the air and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Damn, is there any ban on this place?"

Yang Chen frowned and got up from the ground. He tried several more times, but still couldn't fly. As long as he has a little thought of flying, huge pressure will gush out around him, directly overwhelming Yang Chen to the ground, unable to move.

After trying five or six times, Yang Chen sighed and gave up the idea of ​​flying. Then he lifted his foot and walked towards the depths of the road step by step.

This road is simple and ordinary, without even the slightest decorations...

Bluestone and darkness seem to be the only style here.

Yang Chen keeps going, keeps going.

I don’t know how long it took...

There is no end to this road, or that there is no end to this road.

In the depths, he couldn't see any light.

The day passed quickly.

Yang Chen was still walking non-stop. On this day, Yang Chen didn't have any rest. What makes him strange is that here he doesn't even feel the slightest fatigue, even the feeling of dry mouth and hunger.

Soon, the next day passed.

Yang Chen still did not go out.

The road never ends, stretches endlessly.

But Yang Chen's heart was already a little irritable, and he felt that he could not see any hope.

Are you going to die here?

Until the fifth day, Yang Chen's expression was already very ugly. Both of his shoes had been worn out. Yang Chen threw them away and left them to walk barefoot on this road.

Fifteen days later.

Yang Chen's clothes are already stinking, and his hair is also tousled, withered like weeds.

Yang Chen took off his shirt directly and continued walking without shirtless.

One month later.

Yang Chen's hair has grown, and his face is covered with scum. He has a sense of vicissitudes, like a decadent middle-aged uncle. His eyes are red and swollen, bloodshot, and there seems to be a feeling of depression that will explode at any time.

There is no hunger or fatigue on this road.

No one...

Yang Chen seems to have become the only creature in this world, and the only thing that supports him to live is the thought of walking deeper and reaching the end.

Gradually...

Yang Chen can't remember how long he has been away, maybe one year, maybe ten years.

His clothes could not be worn a long time ago, and even the clothes in the storage bag were all lost by Yang Chen. He was naked, walking on this road non-stop.

But Yang Chen's mentality has changed.

The frustration and anger from the beginning gradually turned into peace.

His eyes are no longer bloodshot, but tranquil and deep.

Finally...

Yang Chen saw that for the first time a building appeared in front of him.

That is a door.

An old monk stood in front of the door.

About 70 or 80 years old, kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

When Yang Chen saw him, he was not surprised at all, as if anything that appeared in this world could no longer touch him.

He stepped forward and asked faintly:

"How long have I been away?"

The old monk folded his hands together and smiled and said, "You have been walking for three years and eight months. This is only the first intersection. Lao Na will wait for you at the next intersection."

After the old monk finished speaking, the whole person turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared in front of the door.

Yang Chen didn't say a word. After taking a look at the door, he raised his foot and stepped directly over.