Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

A complete and self-consistent world was cut off from his authority, and the obedient bronze and fire could not be freely manipulated.

No problem.

Norton waved his hand.

Remove authority.

What dragons are most proud of is their bodies.

Even though this is a spiritual dimension, the competition is more about the soul and will.

He is a Dragon King, so what should he fear?

As soon as Norton stepped on the ground, he soared into the sky.

Then he stepped on it in mid-air, and then it turned like a shooting star and rushed to the gate of hell.

It would be fine if he were in the outside world. When he wakes up, he needs to be re-cocooned to cultivate a perfect body before he can exert his true strength.

But in a spiritual dimension.

He is the Dragon King.

A tall man jumped out from the door, his upper body was naked, his muscles were as undulating as rocks.

He used a black iron rod to clear his face and fangs.

"Hey! Let me go!!"

Sticks and a hard blow from Norton.

The man couldn't move back, and banged against the door.

The invisible demons started buzzing with discussion.

"Tsk, what a handsome kung fu!"

"The gatekeeper is the Waigang of Qianjun Sect, right?" He was actually at a disadvantage.

"No wonder, no wonder," I also asked why I couldn't read the slightest thought of this person before, but it turned out to be Waigang, so that's it.

"That's wrong, Wai Gang is more than just him. In my opinion, this man's skills are very strong. You said he looks very similar to Wai Gang, but he also has some traces of the Martial Saint. It's really weird!"

The demons and demons are having a lively chat here.

But no one was worried about the big man guarding the gate.

Look at the man again, rubbing his chest and getting up, vomiting blood and grinning.

"strong enough!"

Pieces of petals fell beside me.

The woman from Manzhushahua walked out with Po Meng.

"Boy, let's have some soup."

"Hey."

The gatekeeper grabbed the pottery bowl, raised his head and drank it all.

Visible to the naked eye, the wounds from the hard fight with Norton have healed.

Looking at Norton again, he felt uncomfortable after facing the gatekeeper. When he landed, he took two steps back, only to feel that his eyes flickered and the appearance around him had changed.

Shouting and hawking, there are many people.

Under the stands, there were all kinds of people with white faces, green faces, red faces, and black faces, but no one was alive.

In the stands, the curtain opened, the classical gong sounded, and the actor in red came on stage, and in a blink of an eye he was next to Norton.

"Officer, you are so cruel!"

Yunxiu waved and gently caressed Norton's face.

There was confusion in his eyes for a moment.

But in the next second, Qingming returned.

Norton tugged at Yun's sleeve, pulled the actor over, and broke his neck.

In the blink of an eye, the stage painting turned into blue smoke.

On the bank of Wangchuan River, the actor in wedding dress sang a song again.

"Can't the fairies from the Lihen Sect be trapped as well?"

"This guy has such a strong character."

"That's Wai Gang, who is good at illusions, but he also lost his hand."

"" Could it be that this person is really a martial saint!

The buzzing chatter filled the sky.

Norton shook his head.

The married woman just now had some influence on him.

My head is dizzy and the world is spinning.

This is already, the combat power of the two is close to that of the first generation species.

Norton suspected that if it was Jormungandr who was here instead of him, the gatekeeper would have been defeated with his stick.

Don't stay long.

He changed direction and rampaged.

Dispersed Manzhushahua.

Tear off the long tongue that hangs you.

Eyeballs were broken all over the ground.

The mouth on the ground was still yelling curses.

Seeing that we have reached the border.

You can take it off by moving forward.

But he said that there were two miserable and gloomy people on both sides.

Use the mourning stick to seduce the soul.

Black and White Impermanence attacks with an evil smile.

Norton grabbed the chain.

There was ice on my hands.

With a sudden movement, the mourning stick has been hit on the body.

Half of his body suddenly became numb.

"Don't resist, don't resist!"

Bai Wuchang screamed.

"It's useless to resist!"

Hei Wuchang had a gloomy look on his face.

Norton swung his arms, and a majestic force surged, and he broke free of the mourning stick and the soul hook.

One person gave him a kick, and Black and White Wuchang flew away far away.

But he didn't feel good.

The ice has reached my forearms, and half of my body is still numb.

Norton calmed down and continued moving forward.

A huge ax the size of a wheel fell from the sky.

The cold sword behind my back has reached my heart.

It is the fierce bull head and the cold horse face.

The cold sword reached his body, but it hit his scales and burned with burning sparks. However, it could not penetrate him.

"What a tough skin!"

Ma Mian exclaimed.

"I come!"

The bull-headed urn roared angrily.

Norton hurriedly raised his arms to block the falling axe.

In an instant, it flew away.

Niutou huffed and rubbed his wrists.

"It's so hard for grandma!"

Norton flew halfway up the hopeless sky.

When it stopped, it was over an abyss.

Because he is in the spiritual dimension, he can barely fly.

Gatekeeper, ghost in wedding clothes, bull-headed and horse-faced, black and white.

All of them actually have powers comparable to those of the first generation species.

They are all... guys who come out of nowhere!

Norton gasped and took the time to rest.

Suddenly, he stopped.

so quiet.

Why is it so quiet?

This is a chaotic and noisy world like a busy city and boiling porridge.

At this moment, you can hear the needle drop.

Norton looked around.

Whether it's a gatekeeper wearing a wedding dress, a ghost with a bull's head or a horse's face.

It's still the usual painted skin with long tongue and starved face.

Everyone stared at themselves strangely.

Thousands.

No.

Countless glances seem to have substance. Is it an illusion?

He actually read...pity in it.

Have mercy on me?

Norton felt the absurdity of it all.

Just at this time.

He finally found it.

Norton lowered his head in disbelief.

I saw the bottom of the abyss, in the boundless darkness.

No.

What darkness is that.

It was clearly an ocean-like network of iron cables.

And at the center of this terrifying iron rope, a person is tied up.

This huge abyss.

All the iron ropes.

All to tie this person up.

Norton looked down upon this man.

Only a pair of scarlet eyes were exposed.

There is boundless madness inside.

Just a quick glance.

It makes people's minds collapse.

"Master Niutou must have done it on purpose."

The demons lowered their voices.

"That lord, tsk tsk, is the Lord of the Prison Palace."

"Who told him to offend His Majesty? Martial Saint, it's rare for many years for a Martial Saint to end up like this."

"What nonsense are you talking about? That's called a lucky fate. Isn't it child's play to hold the title of Lord of the Palace? If you are not a Martial Saint, and I have a fate with Your Majesty, how can I become a Lord of the Palace one day?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Hahaha, what a great blessing!"

The demons laughed lowly, and if a living person only had to listen to it once, they would lose their heart and lose their soul.

The so-called demons are just like the demons, who are at the mercy of Yama, distorting their minds, thinking only of killing His Majesty, and dragging people into this underworld, so as to enjoy the boundless blessings.

Exactly what is called.

There will be no liberation for eternity.

Norton's heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a big hand.

The man at the bottom of the abyss.

What exactly is it.

He actually seemed to have met...the Black King in a trance.

What a terrifying prestige.

The moment Norton realized what he was doing, he turned around and ran away.

But it was too late.

The dead soul of the Martial Saint, the Lord Fu who was suppressed by Yama to hell.

He took a breath.

The wind suddenly picked up.

Norton's body suddenly sank.

Then he was like a drowning person swallowed by a whirlpool.

come down.

PS: There is one more chapter in Norton's plot.

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