Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 2815 Entering the Nether

At this point, Wu Yun had no choice.

He was held by two people and couldn't dodge by himself, so he could only cast his hope on these two people.

At the same time, Wu Yun couldn't figure out why they didn't take him to hide.

Although it may not be possible to escape, but try anyway.

Just waiting to die?

Or did the two just focus on escaping and didn't notice the attack from behind at all?

While Wu Yun was thinking so, he was even ready to remind the two of them.

But at the next moment, Wu Yun saw the two people beside him, and turned their heads one after another, and they looked at each other.

That is, after this moment of staring at each other.

I saw the man on Wu Yun's left suddenly released Wu Yun and flew towards the rear.

The man on the right continued to take Wu Yun and flew towards the Nether Entrance ahead.

hum~~

A low hum sounded.

Wu Yun felt a sudden throbbing in his heart.

No screams were heard, but there was a pungent smell of blood.

Wu Yun knew that it was the strong human who had let go of his left arm and blocked the attack of the Holy Spirit for him.

He used his life again to save Wu Yun.

In fact, this is not the beginning. Even their original dozens of strong people of various ethnic groups have already used their lives to save Wu Yun.

But at that time, Wu Yun's feeling was not so real.

But this time, Wu Yun's feeling has become very real.

He suddenly realized something.

At the same time, I secretly asked in my heart, "Am I really that important to them?"

"So many people are willing to die just to take me away alive!"

"Go, here we are!"

Just as Wu Yun was whispering in his heart, a voice came from his ear again.

Look up.

Ahead, has reached the entrance of the space tunnel.

It is also the entrance to the so-called Netherworld.

In the dark, Wu Yun was dragged by the person beside him and flew directly into the tunnel.

Then, there was no light, just darkness.

Wu Yun just felt as if he was flying in the endless nothingness. Because he was being carried by the people around him, he didn't even know how he was moving forward, or in other words, whether he was moving forward or doing other actions. unconfirmed.

And at the moment when he came in, Wu Yun also thought about it.

The Holy Spirit behind is so strong, could it be that if they can come in, then the Holy Spirit can't come in?

If this is chased in, in the current form, both of them are afraid that they will definitely die.

But in fact, it didn't.

At the moment of stepping into the tunnel entrance, it seems that the whole world is quiet.

The voice from the Holy Spirit is gone.

Even the oppression of the cultivation base from the Holy Soul disappeared instantly.

"Can't they come in?"

Wu Yun whispered secretly.

In fact, the time just now was only a moment.

At least, in Wu Yun's feelings, just a moment passed.

So, after this thought appeared, he was going to ask the human race powerhouse beside him what was going on.

And just as Wu Yun was about to turn his head, there was no longer complete darkness in front of him.

He saw the light.

But, this is a dim light.

Just like the dark light in the middle of the night outside, it is a very gloomy and dark side of the world.

Although it was dark, Wu Yun could still see the hell-like scene.

There are dead bones everywhere, and there is darkness and silence all around.

"This is what they call the Netherworld?"

"It seems that using hell to describe it seems more appropriate!"

After looking around for a while, Wu Yun said in a low voice.

At the same time, he also turned to look at the strong human race beside him.

However, seeing this, Wu Yun was taken aback.

The man beside him was spitting blood from his mouth, and the blood stained half of his body red. His breath was rapidly passing away, becoming weaker and weaker, as if he was about to die.

Suddenly, Wu Yun felt his body sink, and the two of them hurriedly fell down.

'Bang' sound.

The two fell to the ground at the same time, shaking the surrounding rotten bones.

At this moment, the strong human race had released Wu Yun and lay on the ground, looking like he was dying.

Wu Yun guessed right, he really looked like he was dying.

As for Wu Yun himself, there is no problem.

Apart from the feeling that this place makes him feel uncomfortable, there is no other discomfort.

Actually, Wu Yun wanted to turn around and leave.

He really didn't want to be the chosen son.

Maybe if we discuss it well, we can join forces, but he doesn't want to be the leader.

And now that this human race powerhouse has become like this, it is obviously impossible to keep him.

But after thinking about it, Wu Yun still gave up.

Now that he is reborn, he is much more cruel than before, but he does not fail to talk about friendship.

These people killed so many people in order to bring him here. If Wu Yun can really walk away like this, then he will not be Wu Yun anymore.

"Senior, are you alright?"

Wu Yun leaned over and asked.

"No, I'm not important, you are important!"

"I was injured by the Holy Soul, and I used the secret technique to hold on to this point. The secret technique has aggravated my old injury, and I have no doubt that I will die."

"But, I succeeded, I brought you here, help us, definitely help us!"

The man said in a weak voice, and then, watching him move his body slightly, he seemed to be about to get up and pleading with Wu Yun.

Wu Yun quickly supported him and said, "Don't, senior, don't say that, I, Wu Yun, are not ruthless. It's just that the son you chose that day was really wrong?"

"I... ah, since that's the case, why don't you tell me, senior, why do you think I'm the chosen son?"

"And you need me, the Son of Heaven, to do something?"

"When I was outside, it seemed that the Holy Spirit was also very worried about me being brought by you!"

It seems that Wu Yun has made a compromise. He wants to hear why these people regard him as the so-called son of heaven.

But it's just a compromise.

After listening, whether he is willing to help, that is another matter.

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