The sky is dim, the land is boundless, his back is dreary. 天空昏暗,大地苍茫,他背影萧瑟孤寂。 The time, him, does not have the concept, keeps in six, footprints, were only buried in the years. 时间,于他而言,已无概念,留在六道中的,只一个个脚印,在岁月中被掩埋。 He is only immersed to hang the pupil, the static vanguard, a language did not say. 他只埋首垂眸,静静前行,一语不言。 Road that this time, he takes, remotely to boundless unbounded. 这一次,他走的路,遥远到无边无界。 The years like the engraving knife, on him, carve the next traces, each blade, each, wipes the vicissitudes. 岁月如刻刀,在他身上,刻下一道道痕迹,每一刀,每一道,都是一抹沧桑。 The distant place, the ancient mountain pass reappears, crosses the east and west not to have several tens of thousands li (0.5 km), bloody, the ice-cold dignity, blocked his road. 远方,古老关隘再现,横贯东西无数万里,血淋淋的,冰冷威严,阻了他的路。 100 years of time, he raised the head once again: The hungry ghosts said. 一百年时光,他又一次抬头:饿鬼道。 Settling down that flickers, he did not speak silently, steps to tread on into. 一瞬的驻足,他默默不语,迈脚踏入。 At once, then hears the malicious ghost to wail, such as moves mountains. 旋即,便闻恶鬼哀嚎,如排山倒海而来。 At present, is a scary scene, an eye of institute can the place, all skinny such as the hungry ghost of firewood, is drooping the both arms. 眼前,乃是一副吓人的场景,目所能及之处,皆干瘦如柴的饿鬼,耷拉着双臂。 In their pupils, is greedy and bloodthirsty, is licking the scarlet head, is flowing the blood-color saliva, throws toward Ye Chen. 它们的眸中,皆贪婪和嗜血,舔着猩红色头,流着血色口水,向着叶辰扑来。 Ye Chen knits the brows, palm Secret Laws evolves, the preparation fights. 叶辰皱眉,掌心秘法演化,准备大战。 However, has not waited for him to leave, then has together the inexplicable strength obviously, tied up his body, Magic Power even, was sealed. 然,未等他动身,便有一道莫名力量显化,缚了他的身,连之法力,也被封。 „The hungry ghosts of six samsara said, hundred years gnaw a pain.” “六道轮回之饿鬼道,百年啃身之苦。” Also is that say/way indistinct sound, ice-cold dry lonesome, resounds through the world. 又是那道缥缈音,冰冷枯寂,响彻天地。 The body was imprisoned, cannot move, Magic Power does not have, only one wisp of cold wind strokes, blows him face upwards to drop down. 身体被禁锢,动弹不得,一丝法力都无,只一缕阴风拂来,将他吹得仰天倒下。 The hungry ghosts threw, surrounds him, layer by layer. 饿鬼扑了上来,将他围住,一层又一层。 The inexhaustible hungry ghost, bites to eat his meat, drinks to drink his blood, is gnawing his bone, attracts is permitting his marrow. 无穷尽的饿鬼,咬食着他的肉,喝饮着他的血,啃噬着他的骨,吸允着他的髓。 Ye Chen both eyes blood red, wanted saying that wanted, actually can only helplessly... looks that was eaten the food by oneself. 叶辰双目血红,欲说说不得,欲动动不得,却只能眼睁睁的...看着被自己啃食。 This is a bloody picture, bloody shocking, the bone, the meat and blood, all became food of hungry ghost. 这是一副血淋淋的画面,血腥的触目惊心,骨、肉、血,皆成了饿鬼的食物。 Most brutal is not these, but is the Ye Chen body is eaten the food completely, the flesh then the rebirth , to continue to be eaten the food. 最残酷的不是这些,而是叶辰身体被啃食殆尽,血肉便又重生,继续被啃食。 So reciprocation, never-ending, such as an endless loop. 如此往复,永无休止,就如一个死循环。 But he, must look, must suffer hundred years of gnawing food, cannot move, is unable to revolt, has passive receive. 而他,只得看着,要遭受百年的啃食,动弹不得,无法反抗,只得被动接受。 The ghostdom deep summit, the angelica dahurica did not cover the jade mouth. 唔,冥界界冥山巅,白芷捂住了玉口。 That picture, bloody also is too too disgusting, disciple of Emperor, keeps aloof, how could she has seen this weaponry. 那画面,太血腥也太恶心,帝君的徒儿,高高在上,她又何曾见过这等阵仗。 Red piece that one side, the deep face certainly, suppresses, although the suppression, has impulsion that as far as possible as before must spit crazily. 一侧,冥绝的脸庞,也憋的通红一片,虽尽量压制,却依旧有要狂吐的冲动。 Is away from the water curtain, two people seem can hear the hungry ghost to chew the sound of Ye Chen flesh and bone, was full of the charm. 隔着水幕,二人都好似能听闻饿鬼嘴嚼叶辰血肉和骨头的声音,充满了魔力。 100 years, this pain, Ye Chen must suffer for 100 years. 一百年,此痛苦,叶辰需遭受一百年。 This age limit, imagines merely, makes one feel desperate. 这个年限,仅仅想象,都让人倍感绝望。 Compares them, the deep emperor and emperor desolate, was calmer, calmly is looking, the supreme level, what scene has not seen. 相比他二人,冥帝与帝荒,就淡定多了,静静望着,至尊级,什么场面没见过。 The especially deep emperor, witnesses the emperor desolate to be eaten the food with own eyes. 特别是冥帝,亲眼见证过帝荒被啃食。 The solemn Emperor, once stopped up the five emperors wild the ruthless person near the universe, entered six samsara, same is incapable of revolting. 堂堂帝君,曾经把五帝堵在宇宙边荒的狠人,入了六道轮回,也一样无力反抗。 Present Ye Chen, in years past emperor desolate, how resembled. 如今的叶辰,与昔年的帝荒,何其相像。 How the slaughter over two emperors, as before are the food of hungry ghost. 屠过两尊帝又如何,依旧是饿鬼的食。 The hungry ghosts said that pupil of Ye Chen, becomes simple-hearted empty, expression that wants to revolt against, without a trace that also vanishes. 饿鬼道,叶辰的眸,又变得木讷空洞,欲反抗的神色,也随之消失的无影无踪。 He has not closed eyes, will be opening the eyes like that looks at the nihility. 他没有闭目,将那般睁着,看着虚无。 Does not know that what is the ache, how was eaten the food by the hungry ghost. 已不知何为疼痛,被饿鬼啃食又如何。 He only knows, he must go home, the hungry ghosts of six samsara, cannot frighten him, cannot erase his returning hometown holds to read. 他只知,他要回家,六道轮回的饿鬼,吓不到他,也抹不掉他的回故乡的执念。 Day-by-day, one year after year, in long quietly. 一天天,一年年,在漫长中悄然而过。 100 years of years,... welcomed the end point once again. 一百年的岁月,又一次...迎来了终点。 When the hungry ghost diverges, when the howling sound annihilates, fetters his strength, dissipated, for hundred years his first setting out. 待饿鬼散去,待呜嚎声湮灭,束缚他的力量,也消散了,百年来他第一次起身。 The hungry ghosts said fall down loudly, was jet black scorched earth. 饿鬼道轰然倾塌,又是漆黑一片的焦土。 Starting off, starts off again, staggering, sways. 上路,再次上路,踉踉跄跄,摇摇晃晃。 Comes from him, the ghostdom, six 300 years, the long years, the endless aloneness, had submerged him on the 3rd. 自他来,冥界已三日,六道已三百年,漫长的岁月,无尽的孤寂,淹没了他。 How long time does not know, the third mountain pass, has entered the view. 不知多久时光,第三关隘,已入眼帘。 Asura said three characters, scarlet huge, is dyeing the years travel fatigue , the blood was contaminated, a continuously effluence, very dazzling. 修罗道三字,猩红庞大,染着岁月风尘,也鲜血浸染,一缕缕淌流,很是刺目。 Ye Chen has not stayed, the serious step, enters into the mountain pass. 叶辰未丝毫停留,沉重步伐,迈入关隘。 Pleasant, is a stranguria with hematuria sea, the sea level is then tranquil, does not have the billows without the wave, only the bloody air/Qi, forming the blood fog is turbulent. 入眼,便是一片血淋的海,海面平静,无波无澜,只血腥气,汇成血雾在汹涌。 „The Asura of six samsara said that the wound of hundred years of fierce battle.” “六道轮回之修罗道,百年恶战之伤。” That say/way indistinct sound, ice-cold dry lonesome, resounds through the world. 还是那道缥缈音,冰冷枯寂,响彻天地。 The words fall, the tranquil sea is not tranquil, the blood people, crawled from the sea , the bloodstained clothing blood sends the blood pupil. 话落,平静的海不平静了,一个个血人,自海中爬了出来,血衣血发血眸子。 That is really a leader Asura, reveals the dense/woods white tooth, is licking the scarlet tongue, the blood-color pupil is exuding the light of bloodthirsty. 那真是一头头修罗,露出森白的牙齿,舔着猩红舌头,血色的眸泛着嗜血之光。 Asura ghost is countless, shouts, wails and roars, full rushing Ye Chen, the pupil light bloodthirsty is tyrannical. 修罗鬼数之不尽,嘶吼、哀嚎、咆哮,铺天盖地的涌向叶辰,眸光嗜血而暴虐。 Ye Chen did not speak, pulled out the Yin deep sword, both hands gripped tightly. 叶辰不语,抽出了阴冥剑,双手紧握。 Enters for six 300 years, hundred years of hungry ghost said, hundred years of hell said that hundred years on road, quiet blood, ebullition. 入六道三百年,百年饿鬼道,百年地狱道,百年在路上,沉寂的鲜血,沸腾了。 „Kills!” Whooshes roars, hoarse, but vicissitudes. “杀！”一声嘶吼咆哮,沙哑而沧桑。 He flushed, is dripping the bloodshed, a leader Asura, was divided by a leader but actually, the blood... splashed completely his body. 他冲了出去,淌着血海,一头头修罗,被一头头劈倒,鲜血...溅满了他的身体。 Drops down Asura, submerges the bloodshed, but quick stood, kills unable to kill, blots out the sky does not reduce. 倒下修罗,没入血海,但很快又站了起来,杀也杀不完,还是铺天盖地不减少。 Ye Chen such as insane generally, grasps is killing the sword, acts without the methodicalness, only the sword has the sword to fall, is not aware of fatigue slightly general. 叶辰如疯了一般,握着杀剑,出手无章法,只剑起剑落,丝毫不知疲倦一般。 The time passes, fights for ten years, he already whole body scar. 时光流逝,一战十年,他已满身伤痕。 Asura ghost times throw, was routed by his times, times submerge him, actually also ran out by his times, times drop down, once again times crawls since the blood. 修罗鬼一次次扑来,被他一次次杀退,一次次将他淹没,却也被他一次次冲出,一次次倒下,又一次次的从血中爬起。 His blood red pupil, Asura, the clothing, sends the silk and face , the palm and body, was dyed the blood red. 他血红的眸,更甚修罗,衣衫、发丝、脸庞,手掌、身体,都被染成了血红色。 Compared with Asura, he looks like Asura, is a blood person, rushes ahead in the bloodshed, if the lunatic, is not aware of fatigue. 比起修罗,他更像修罗,就是一个血人,在血海中冲杀,如若疯子,不知疲倦。 The time, does not have the concept ; Ache, has put behind. 时间,已无概念;疼痛,也早已忘却。 The deep mountain, a silencing piece, calmly is all looking at the water curtain. 界冥山,静寂一片,皆静静望着水幕。 The supreme state of mind, is as still as deep water, deep with the angelica dahurica, complexion pale white is certainly wan, looked does not endure to look straight ahead. 至尊的心境,静若止水,冥绝与白芷,脸色苍白无血色,早已看的不忍直视。 That where is a person, the blood bone exposition, the body is badly-damaged, is fighting with Asura ghost, dies is not willing to drop down. 那哪里还是一个人,血骨曝露,身体残破不堪,在与修罗鬼斗,死也不肯倒下。 His reading, strong, his heart, is the stone does? 100 years of years, how possibly can support. 他的念,是有多坚强,他的心,是石头做的吗？一百年岁月,怎么可能撑得住。 Deep certainly with angelica dahurica, hung the pupil, if trades to do is they, has dropped down, hundred years! What kind long. 冥绝与白芷,都垂了眸,若换做是他们,早已倒下了,百年哪！何等的漫长。 Ye Chen poured in the pool of blood once again, was submerged by the bloodshed. 叶辰又一次倒在了血泊中,被血海淹没。 Fought did not know many years, has not stood still, he was exhausted, swayed setting out, the whole body dripped completely the blood. 战了不知多少年,未曾停歇,他疲惫了,摇摇晃晃的起身,浑身淌满了鲜血。 „Goes home, I must go home.” He only remains an arm, but also is grasping the sword, is stepping the staggering step, chops to cut crazily. “回家,我要回家。”他仅剩一条手臂,还握着剑,迈着踉跄步伐,疯狂劈砍。 His pupil, the soulless light, he has died again. 他的眸,再无神光,或者说,他已死了。 Is still killing, is that does not die holds to read is supporting. 至今还在杀,皆是那不死的执念在支撑。 Years may wrinkle, hundred years of time, welcomed the key point. 岁月悠悠,百年的时光,又迎来了重点。 He fought for hundred years, hundred years of fierce battle, supported finally, all Asura, change to the bloody water, palatial Asura said the mountain pass, in wisp of cold wind, loudly avalanche. 他足足战了百年,百年恶战,终是撑了下来,所有修罗,化作血水,巍峨的修罗道关隘,在一缕阴风中,轰然崩塌。 On the scorched earth, he staggers the line, is a bloody road, blood-color footprints, are alarmed. 焦土上,他踉跄而行,身后乃是一条血路,一个个血色的脚印,都触目惊心。 His back, is like that the alone, dreary vicissitudes. 他的背影,还是那般孤寂,萧瑟沧桑。 The road of going home, how long, unexpectedly a young person, so old, whole body scar that grinds. 回家的路,有多长,竟把一个青春年少的人,生生磨成的如此苍老,浑身伤痕。 The quickest renewal correct novel read, please visit please collect the home station to read the latest novel! 最快更新无错小说阅读,请访问请收藏本站阅读最新小说!