All Heavens: Starting from Becoming a God

After seeing Wang Yu's deeper power with his own eyes, Bai Xiaowei completely changed his original thoughts and ideas.

Facing such an existence who might be at the level of a true king, all the plans he had previously thought of might be of no use.

You must not be your enemy!

Just when Colonel Bai made his decision, Wang Yu looked calmly at the space crack in front of him that was gradually beginning to heal.

After some testing, he also had a preliminary understanding of the spatial rules in the Blood Lake Hell.

"The space here still maintains the most basic rules and has not been completely distorted." Wang Yu nodded secretly.

"The extremely fragile space should be limited to this area. Otherwise, these spaces cannot support such an entire blood lake hell."

Now that Wang Yu knew the passage to the upper world, he had two choices.

The first is to return to Guancheng with Captain Bai. Wang Yu uses his own power to face possible traps and traps, subdue the ghost cultivators, and obtain more intelligence information.

The second is to forcefully break into the turbulent flow of space, enter the Fubo Gate, and meet the great god of the Blood Lake.

But in a blink of an eye.

Wang Yu then made his own decision. He turned around and looked at Captain Bai with a kind face again.

This ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage suddenly felt something bad.

When he was about to say something, Wang Yu's outstretched left hand grabbed him, and he couldn't move at all for a moment.

Warning bells rang in Bai Xiaowei's heart, and he tried to break free from Wang Yu's restraint, but it had no effect.

Because his opponent is Wang Yu.

Wang Yu did not intend to crush the ant directly, but instead extended his territory to Captain Bai.

Because Wang Yu was going to take Colonel Bai and rush into the Fubo Gate.

The spatial passage that the Great God of Blood Lake could not easily break was nothing to Wang Yu.

After all, strong men at the level of the True Monarch and Bodhisattva are all beings who can easily cross the sea of ​​stars. Although Wang Yu's cultivation level is still a little advanced, he can still easily break through the void and travel through the turbulent flow of space. Arrived.

He saw that the realm that originally covered Wang Yu's body three feet suddenly expanded, and the golden-yellow translucent shield covered all the people and ghosts in it.

then.

Wang Yu threw out his right fist again!

Click.

The sound of glass breaking and falling to the ground sounded again.

The space crack that was in the slow healing stage was severely damaged again. As the surrounding space collapsed, a dark and lightless passage emerged.

at the same time.

A burst of spatial turbulence overflowed from it and rolled directly towards Wang Yu and the ghost cultivator in his hand.

Wang Yu showed no fear on his face. He moved forward instead of retreating. As if he didn't see the turbulent flow of space that was trying to choose people and devour them, he stepped directly into the dark passage!

The golden light field around him suddenly flashed!

The chaotic spatial turbulence directly hit Wang Yu's belief field. The ghost cultivator who was pinched in Wang Yu's hand could only look at this unimaginable scene with horror.

The senior king who was carrying him ignored the spatial turbulence in the passage and relied on his own power to walk through the passage.

How domineering this is!

But before Captain Bai could recover, a huge bronze door standing in the passage suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Fubo Gate.

It had been ten thousand years since he last saw this bronze door with his own eyes. During these ten thousand years, this Fubo Gate seemed to have not changed at all.

It is still as cold and majestic as it was thousands of years ago.

Compared with the many thoughts that Colonel Bai had, Wang Yu's focus was not on the bronze door, but on the existence behind the bronze door.

The Great God of Blood Lake.

"Let me see how much energy you, the warden of the Blood Lake Hell, have left despite the lack of ten thousand years of incense." Wang Yu sneered in his heart.

Immediately, his right palm moved forward in a row!

The heavy bronze door in front of the man and the ghost was slowly pushed forward with a harsh friction sound until its door opened!

Since then.

Wang Yu also got a glimpse of what was behind the bronze door.

"Interesting, really interesting." Wang Yu smiled.

"It's unlikely that all the Netherworld gods we will encounter next will look like this."

Compared with Wang Yu's calm demeanor, Captain Bai in his hand fell into a trance, because the ghost cultivator saw a very low sanity situation.

A god stands on a lotus throne.

His three heads were half-hanging on his right arm, left leg and ankle respectively. The facial features on the three heads were almost twisted into a ball, with the nose being the eyes and the eyes being the mouth.

What Wang Yu found most interesting was that teeth and tongues actually grew out of the eyes in the mouth.

Seeing the arrival of outsiders, the god's body began to twist and curl irregularly, and at the same time, yellow liquid splashed out from his body.

"I, I remember you, you, you are Bai Junyan." The god pointed at the ghost cultivator in Wang Yu's hand with his shapeless right arm.

"Your breath is that of a living person, is it coming from outside?"

Looking at the Blood Lake God who still retained his basic rationality, Wang Yu replied with great interest: "Yes, can you talk to me about why you are like this?"

"Reverse, counterattack." The god's tone suddenly became lower.

Wang Yu understood everything instantly.

With Bai Junyan and the remaining ghost cultivators in the Blood Lake Hell, Dingtian can only maintain the lowest level of activities of the Blood Lake God.

But this level of worship cannot make the Blood Lake God deal with these aberrations at all.

However, in order to survive, the Great God of Blood Lake has used his limited strength to maintain the clarity of consciousness of those evil generals.

Otherwise, once he loses this last "anchor point", I am afraid that he will not only look like a human and a ghost now, but will truly become a monster without intelligence.

Under such a continuous cycle, it has become the indescribable thing that is so worthless now.

"I understand. I want to go to a higher level. Do you have any good suggestions?" Wang Yu asked this god who barely kept his consciousness clear.

"Go directly inside, little one, be careful, they may have gone crazy."

"I understand. See you later. If I can come back to find you, I may be able to bring you good news." Wang Yu promised the Great God of Blood Lake not far away.

"good"

After a brief conversation, Wang Yu had no intention of dealing with the Blood Lake God.

First, there is no benefit in killing the opponent. The resentment of the dirty soul is filled in every corner. It is impossible for Wang Yu to risk searching for the soul. Once he gets involved with something unclean, the gain will not be worth the loss.

Second, if he really takes over the Fengdu fragment in the future, then Wang Yu will also need some management personnel, so that these original evil spirits and gods can be reused.