Chapter 381: Reentry avenue

Chapter 381: Re-entry the Avenue
Tianhuang Island, within a certain cave mansion.
Gusen looked at the Wuzong realm powerhouses in front of him with a stern look, and his eyes showed anger from time to time.
So many Wuzong realm powerhouses...
Did Yang Chen run away?
"A bunch of trash!"
Gusen shouted angrily and kicked the Wuzong realm closest to him to the ground, coldly shouting: "Are you all strawbags? A dozen Wuzong realms can't even catch a human being? Our monster race My face is lost!"
The warrior was kicked to the ground, his face was full of anger, but because of Gu Sen's identity, he did not dare to attack, and a cloud of darkness flashed in his eyes.
"What's wrong with you? What's this look?"
Goosen frowned, raised his foot, stepped directly on his head, and said coldly: "Why, I kick you, are you still not convinced?"
"Ok?"
"No, I don't dare..." The monster race grinned, squeezed out a smile, full of compliment, and immediately swallowed the unwillingness in his heart.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the warriors around were a little unsightly.
"Humph." Goosen snorted coldly, put his feet back, and said lightly: "You all remember to me, you are just running dogs of my Asura clan. As a running dog, you should look like a running dog! What humiliation to those. If you are unwilling, put it away for me. Here, Lao Tzu is heaven!"
"Did you hear that?"
"Yes..." Everyone nodded quickly.
Hearing this, Goosen laughed: "Very well, as long as you are willing to do well for me, the Asura Demon Race will naturally not forget you. When the time comes, together with your family, you can be dazzled by the way! And you are each The hero of the family, 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 Asura Demon Race, how about?"
hiss--
As soon as these 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 flashed with a thick color 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'm 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, killing intent was undisguised.
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 Goosen, don't worry, in less than a day, I will see you with Yang Chen's head!" A warrior gave a grinning grin and said in a gloomy tone.
"it is good!"
Goosen nodded and smiled satisfied.
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The world in the painting.
Stone road.
When Yang Chen appeared, before his eyes, the original stone gate appeared again.
An old monk stood beside Shimen.
Seventy or eighty years old.
Plain robes.
"It turns out that you can only walk to one place, and when you go out, you will enter this place for the second time and will 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 monk."
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 it be that he is also a figure in the painting?
As if seeing through Yang Chen's thoughts, the old monk smiled slightly and said, "Donor, some things don't necessarily need to be understood. Knowing too much may not be a good thing, right?"
Yang Chen laughed dryly, and said quickly: "The junior is rude, please forgive me, the junior is here this time..."
"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 road far away, 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.
In 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 no different from the previous road, and it does not seem to be 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 huge boulder suddenly fell from the air. Yang Chen's entire body was directly bent down by this energy, and his legs were like lead, hard to move!
"what happened……"
"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 action of spiritual power, Yang Chen's burden was reduced a lot.
Then he lifted his foot and took the first step.
Peng!
When he stepped down, he made a huge noise.
The entire stone road seemed to be shaken.
It can be imagined 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 only ten steps, Yang Chen felt his legs swell and pain, and the muscles on his calf seemed to burst. Moreover, the energy on his back is pressing on him all the time, as if to crush his spine.
"In my whole life, except for my parents, I have never bowed in front of others!"
"Not before, and never again!"
"Just by you, want me to bend down?"
Yang Chen gave a cold cry, 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, the 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 can surpass the previous two?"
The old monk didn't seem to realize that he had always thought that he had returned to peace, the indifferent heart that should have been there, but at this moment, there was some expectation.