Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 381: Re-enter the Boulevard

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Chapter 381 Re-entry the Avenue

Tian desert island, within a certain cave mansion.

Gu Sen looked at the Wuzong realm powerhouses in front of him with a stern face, and his eyes showed anger from time to time.

So many powerful people in Wuzong realm...

Let Yang Chen run away?

"A bunch of waste!"

Gu Sen yelled and kicked the Wu Zong realm closest to him to the ground, coldly shouting: "Are you all straw bags? A dozen of Wu Zong realms, even a human being can't catch us? The Yaozu’s face is lost!"

The warrior was kicked to the ground, his face full of anger, but because of Goosen's identity, he did not dare to attack, and a cloud of darkness flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you? What is this expression?"

Goosen frowned, raised his foot, stepped directly on his head, and said coldly: "Why, I kick you, are you still not convinced?"

"Huh?"

"No, don't dare..." The monster race grinned, forced a smile, full of compliment, and immediately swallowed the unwillingness in his heart.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the warriors around are a little unsightly.

"Humph." Gusen snorted coldly, put his feet back, and said lightly: "You all remember to me, you are just running dogs of my Asura clan. As running dogs, you should look like running dogs! Put away all those humiliations and unwillingnesses, here, Lao Tzu is heaven!"

"Have you heard?"

"Yes..." Everyone nodded quickly.

Hearing this, Goosen laughed: "Very well, as long as you are willing to do things for me, the Shura Monster Race will naturally not forget you. When that time comes, together with your family, you can all be touched by the way! And you , Are the heroes of their respective families. Wouldn’t it be nice?"

Hearing this, everyone quickly squeezed out a smile and agreed.

Goosen was silent for a moment and said: "If any of you can catch Goosen, I can come forward and ask the family! Let your family be a sub-clan of my Shura Monster Race, how about?"

His——

As soon as the words came out, the demons all took a breath.

Looking at Goosen in disbelief.

"Become... a sub-clan of the Shura Demon Race?"

"Master Goosen, are you serious about this?"

The eyes of all the monster races are full of greed.

Becoming a sub-clan of the Asura clan is something that many monsters dream of. Although it is only a sub-clan, it also represents the Asura monster clan! And what does the word "Sura" represent in the endless islands? Of course these monster races know it well!

"I am the young patriarch of the Asura clan, this is a trivial matter." Gu Sen said lightly: "But I only have one request, that is, let Yang Chen die!"

In Goosen's tone, there is no secret of killing intent.

Especially on the word "dead", the volume was raised.

The honor of the Shura Monster Race cannot be tarnished!

He wants Yang Chen to die and Yang Chen's friend to die!

Everyone who has a relationship with Yang Chen must die!

"Master Gu Sen, don't worry, in a day's time, I will come to you with Yang Chen's head!" A warrior gave a grinning smile, and said in a gloomy way.

"Good!"

Goosen nodded and smiled satisfied.

……

……

The world in the painting.

Stone Road.

When Yang Chen appeared, the original stone gate appeared again before his eyes.

Beside the Shimen, an old monk stood.

70 or 80 years old.

Sugar robes.

"It turned out that I only walked to one place, and when I went out, I would enter this place for the second time and would not start again." Yang Chen murmured, with a clear color in his eyes.

"Donor, we meet again." The old monk folded his hands together and smiled at Yang Chen.

"I have seen a high monk."

Big Brother Yang Chen followed his example, folded his hands together and bowed.

But what made him a little puzzled was how could this old monk be in the painting?

Could he be a character in the painting?

It seems that he has seen through Yang Chen's thoughts, and the old monk smiled slightly and said: "Donor, some things don't necessarily need to be figured out. Knowing too much may not be a good thing, right?"

Yang Chen gave a dry laugh, and quickly said: "The junior is rude, please forgive me, the junior is here this time..."

"The poor monk knows."

The old monk folded his hands together and smiled and said: "Why the donor came, the poor monk already knows."

After that, the old monk suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed to the distant road, and said with a smile: "Please continue to complete the unfinished road last time, there is something that can help the donor."

After saying this, the old monk's voice became weaker and weaker, and his body became more and more ethereal.

The next moment, the old monk just disappeared.

Yang Chen took a deep breath and didn't say much. He directly raised his foot and crossed the stone gate.

The last time Yang Chen crossed the stone gate, his consciousness returned directly to his body, but this time he did not. After Shimen, there is still a bluestone road, which is the same as the road before, and it does not seem to be any different.

However, the moment Yang Chen stepped through this stone gate...

Boom!

A huge energy suddenly poured out from this stone road.

This energy is huge, as if a boulder suddenly fell from the air. Yang Chen's entire body was directly bent by this energy, and his legs were like lead, hard to move!

"What's going on..."

"Such a huge power?"

Yang Chen frowned, a cold sweat slipped on his forehead.

After Shimen and before Shimen, there are simply two different worlds!

Yang Chen took a deep breath, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, he roared, and the spiritual power slowly straightened Yang Chen's body. Under the influence of spiritual power, Yang Chen's burden was reduced a lot.

Then lifted his foot and took the first step.

Peng!

One step down, there was a loud noise.

The entire stone road seemed to be shaken.

You can imagine how terrifying this energy is!

However, Yang Chen did not stop, but continued to raise his foot and took the third, fourth, and fifth steps...

Almost every step he took, Yang Chen made a "puffy" sound under his feet.

As Yang Chen went further and further, he landed endlessly, resounding on this stone road.

After walking ten steps, Yang Chen felt swelling and pain in his legs, and the muscles on his calves seemed to burst. Moreover, the energy on his back is pressing on him all the time, as if breaking his spine.

"In my whole life, except for my parents, I have never bowed down in front of others!"

"Not in the past, not in the future!"

"Only you, want me to bend down?"

Yang Chen gave a cold shout, the spiritual power in his body immediately seemed to boil, constantly flowing in his limbs. Yang Chen didn't know where the power came from, he jumped straight all over, raised his feet, and took five or six steps in a row.

Seeing this scene, an old monk not far away slowly emerged.

A smile appeared on his kind face.

"Donor, there have been three people here on Dengtian Road, and you are the third."

"I just don't know if you today can surpass the previous two?"

The old monk didn't seem to realize that he had always thought that he had returned to peace, and the indifferent heart that should have been there, at this moment, there was a little expectation.