Uchiha Madara pushes the heavens

Chapter 115 Leading the Ancient Road
Xiaoshu touched his hands, and a cool air flowed into Madara's body along Madara's arms, and then into his limbs.

In an instant, Madara's body and mind became ethereal, the lignification in his body stagnated in vain, and tended to subside, and even the difficult and painful feeling brought about by the lignification was greatly relieved.

The next moment, the sense of antiquity and vicissitudes hits the face, and the mottled and timeless atmosphere permeates the air.

Madara's body trembled, and his spirit suddenly separated from his body. He felt his spirit become as light as nothing, and couldn't help but float to the sky.

Madara looked at the bottom of his feet in shock, there was his physical body, and he was holding on to the crystal clear sycamore tree.

"died?"

Madara subconsciously thought that he was dying again, because he also had this experience.

When he unplugged the pipe connecting the golem of the heretics, his old body dried up in an instant.

Afterwards, his soul ascended into the sky, and he could look down on his real body. Then, his soul ascended higher and higher until he reached a world belonging to the dead.

Isn't the current situation exactly the same as what he has experienced before?

"What the hell is it? Under the power of the rules here, how could I die in an instant?" Madara didn't understand. With his strength, who could kill him instantly in the spirit body?
However, Madara did not panic, even death was not scary to him.

Suddenly, an abnormality appeared in the void in front of him.

A vague path loomed and gradually extended towards him.

Madara watched this scene calmly, his spiritual spirit opened Sharingan, secretly guarding against this sudden change in his heart.

The path is very simple, there are no other superfluous things, only a single layer of bluestone slabs.

It flickers and fades, flickers on and off, and is gradually changing from a vague state to a solid one.

Finally, the sudden appearance of the path is really fixed, and there is no longer a sense of flickering.

The beginning of the path stretches to the soles of Madara's feet, while the end extends into nothingness, mysterious and weird.

There was a thoughtful look in Madara's eyes.

"Does that mean I'm on my way?"

After pondering for a while, Madara decided to walk along the path to see who was behind all this.He raised one foot and landed on the bluestone slab.

"clatter!"

The crisp landing sound proves that this bluestone road is not an illusion of nothingness, but a real thing.

"Interesting, there is still a bluestone road to lead the dead in this world to the dead world?" Madara smiled slightly and started to walk.

As his footsteps fell, the bluestone road he walked disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never existed.

Madara noticed this phenomenon, he was thoughtful, and did not stop because the back road disappeared.

He gradually drifted away, and the body behind him was no longer visible.

When Madara looked back, there was nothing but nothingness.

He knew that there was no way out and he could only move forward.

The bluestone road seems to have been barren for endless years, and the road in front of Madara gradually becomes mottled. The originally intact and bright bluestone slabs have become potholes, riddled with holes, and are full of traces of erosion by the years.

Not only that, some traces of man-made destruction are also densely covered the whole road.

The marks left by swords and spears were the most, and occasionally there were deep marks left by fists and palms. The scariest thing was a finger mark that almost interrupted the Qingshi Road.

Moreover, the further you go, the more dilapidated the Qingshi Road is, and there are more and more subsidences.

Madara walked forward silently, taking all these scenes into his eyes.

Not long after, the boring journey finally changed. Not far ahead, there was a fork in the road.

Madara stopped for the first time.

Because, he saw, there was a figure at the fork in the road.

He also seemed to be attracted by the bluestone road, coming from an infinite place of nothingness.

It was a white figure with its back turned to him.

This person was carrying a rusty ancient sword on his back, pacing leisurely on the bluestone road.

Madara watched him from a distance, feeling in his heart that this person did not belong to the world he was in now.

Whether the other party is wearing clothes or headgear, there is no similarity with the style of his rebirth in the world.

The bronze hairpin worn by that person was extremely ancient, as if it belonged to the distant ancient times.

Suddenly, the white figure stopped, and Madara's pupils shrank slightly. Could it be that the other party noticed his peeping?

Madara's face became serious, he couldn't see through the strength of that figure at all, and he had an absurd illusion, so absurd that even Madara himself couldn't believe it.

The illusion was that this white figure with an ancient sword on his back was stronger than the Phoenix in its heyday.

How strong was Phoenix in its heyday?Surrounded by nine supernatural powers, you can fight to the death with the mastermind behind the scenes.It can hit the nine heavens at the top, and steam the Yellow Springs at the bottom.With a slight spread of its wings, all worlds will shake.

The next second, the figure in white turned his head, and a young face appeared in Madara's eyes.

He looks very young, seems to be the age of weak crown.However, the vicissitudes in the other party's eyes and the years of precipitation in his temperament let Madara know that this man's age definitely started with ten thousand years.

The man's eyes met Madara's. First he frowned, then thoughtfully, and finally, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Madara looked confused, he was guarding against the opponent's attack, but in the end, the figure of the man with the ancient sword suddenly disappeared, as if a rag had wiped him off, everything just now was like an illusion.

Madara stood where he was, without moving for a long time. He pondered for a long time before he started on the road again.

Not long after, he encountered a fork in the road again, and there was also a figure coming from the ancient road over there.

The opponent also spotted Madara the first time, and then looked at Madara.But immediately, his figure disappeared like the man in white with the ancient sword on his back.

After that, Ban Lu encountered dozens of forks in the road one after another. In these forks, not only human figures appeared, but also various fierce beasts appeared.

Some of the ancient roads even broke out in shocking battles. The breath made Madara's soul tremble, and he could feel it. The gap between the two was like a river of stars and gravel.

"What is the origin of these people? Why are they so strong? Were the previous figures also creatures of the same rank?"

At this moment, Madara had a series of questions in his mind.

Speaking of which, he was also attracted by Qingshi Road, but his strength is not as good as one of the billions of these figures.

"What is the purpose of this bluestone road? What is the purpose of attracting tyrannical creatures? Are you going to a certain place to participate in the war?" Countless thoughts are flooding Madara's mind.

Madara couldn't help looking back, but there was still nothingness behind him, so he could only move forward helplessly.

If this ancient road is really to lead the strong to join the battle, then what is he?Going forward with the cultivation base of the spiritual body?

If he is given enough time, he is confident that he will not be weaker than the creatures he saw along the way.

It's just that Gu Lu seems to have come ahead of time, he has not yet grown into an earth-shattering powerhouse.

After a long time, Madara's gaze became as calm as water again.

They come, the security!
(End of this chapter)