Moving forward along the ropeway, Chen Zimeng occasionally gasped for breath in his mouth, and the six people behind him chased after him, but they were also exhausted.

But no one stopped, because further behind, there were hundreds of ghost soldiers.

Zhang Qiancheng didn't have time to shoot his sword to Chen Zimeng, and the ghost soldiers behind him were already difficult to deal with, and then he shot his sword to Chen Zimeng, quite a bit of an impulse to find death.

Unwise!

Hu Xin's eyes were red, his feet were as if they were filled with lead, and they were so heavy that they could not be lifted, and Rui Yi and the others ran faster, before him.

What made him feel a little relieved was that Zhang Qiancheng was beside him, and the ghost soldiers caught up, but Zhang Qiancheng intervened to stop him.

Even Chen Zimeng had to praise Zhang Qiancheng for his affection.

Just not to him.

There is only hatred for him, and I don't know where it comes from, which is quite inexplicable.

Chen Zimeng was a little frightened, the breath of the flowers on the other side of his body could be said to be everywhere at this time, among the meridians, a chill continued to swim, which seemed to cause a chain reaction, clusters of thunder and lightning arcs flickered, and there was a trace of black and white air circulation.

What made Chen Zimeng happy was that the mantra origin contained in the dantian began to circulate, and to a certain extent, together with the black and white qi and thunder and lightning, suppressed the flowers on the other side in the meridians.

In the dantian, just like heaven and earth, black and white two qi turned into the seabed, the origin of the curse turned into the sea, thunder and lightning continued to roar, swimming into the sky, between heaven and earth is thunder, heaven and earth is the ocean.

Chen Zimeng's spiritual power is deeper than that of the same realm, and few people can compete with Chen Zimeng for spiritual power consumption, of course, after Chen Zimeng built the foundation, he came to the Southern Wilderness He really didn't meet an opponent who could let him go all out, except for some demon beasts, after all, when it comes to fighting, the skills honed by demon beasts on the edge of life and death have always been difficult for humans to touch.

Of course, there are still many people who can compete and surpass, and Chen Zimeng is one of them.

The speed of the air is not fast, but he left Zhang Qiancheng and his party far away, and caught up with Chen Zimeng suddenly felt that he should be asked to slow down, at least, wait for his teammates, so Chen Zimeng slowed down his pace, caught up in the air, and slashed out with a sword.

The sword light condensed into a substance in front of him, and when he slashed forward, the light reflected on the chasing ghost soldiers' iron armor, which was a little cold and gloomy.

The reaction of the air is not slow, but compared to Chen Zimeng's sword speed, it is really not very good, and he responded in a hurry, but he could turn away the sword light, and his body was still crooked, and he almost fell into the rope pit next to him, which really scared him.

Chen Zimeng was accustomed to taking advantage of the victory to pursue, and at this time he also withdrew and handed out another sword, the expression on his face became horrified, and the speed of retreat was several times faster than the speed of stepping forward, just as Rui Yi and the three of them arrived, Hou Tao handed out a knife and split the sword momentum, which was regarded as saving the life of the void.

Chen Zimeng grinned, sacrificed a talisman, disappeared without a trace, and had palpitations in the hollow, Zhang Qiancheng and Hu Xin rushed up, crossed the four people, and chased forward.

A few people didn't dare to delay, not to help Zhang Qiancheng chase and kill Chen Zimeng, they wanted to compete, and the other three just wanted to get rid of the ghost soldiers behind them, but they didn't dare to leave the team alone, fortunately they chased and killed Chen Zimeng.

What Qinghuan and Hou Tao can accept seems to be to follow Chen Zimeng, and to a certain extent, they don't have to find any paths by themselves, even Zhang Qiancheng found that following Chen Zimeng, as long as they are not surrounded and killed by ghost soldiers, they go along the road, which is very smooth.

Anyway, they need to look under the abyss, and every chance depends on their own findings.

The thing that Zhang Qiancheng was unwilling to confess was that the three arrows in his hand were actually what he got at the beginning, a simple sacrifice, the power was terrifying, which made him happy, and he chased and killed Chen Zimeng all the way, and he also kept all the time, slowly crossing the spiritual power into the arrows, striving for better and higher-level refining.

Zhang Qiancheng and Hu Xin are walking faster and faster, and the relative spiritual power in the body is also consumed sharply, Zhang Qiancheng is nothing, Hu Xin is a little unbearable, and to a certain extent, it is Zhang Qiancheng who helps him.

Chen Zimeng ran away without a trace, standing in place and looking at where to go, there were two ropeways in front of him, and the direction was inconsistent.

Zhang Qiancheng did not hesitate to choose the left road, and when he saw this, he also followed, and the rest of the people took turns to shoot in the back, blocking the speed of the ghost soldiers' forward attack, so that everyone could have a chance to breathe.

But Rao is like this, after a while, Rui Yi couldn't support it, she put down her steps, she couldn't lift it, she really had no strength.

Then they ran to a river, and it was dark all around, but the river was full of iron stench, and to their delight, hundreds of ghost soldiers behind them stopped moving, as if there was something in front of them that scared them.

After brewing for a long time, there were more and more ghost soldiers, all of whom were chasing and killing one or more people, Zhang Qiancheng and his party stood by the river, not daring to cross the river.

Come here with a lot of people, look at each other, stop, no one is a fool, what is on the other side of the river, no one can say, take your life to explore the way, but it should not be your own life.

Surprisingly, Chen Zimeng went around in a big circle, and finally came to the river, and saw Zhang Qiancheng and a few people standing in the distance from a distance, so he found a corner to stand, and did not make a sound, but also covered his appearance.

During this period, Hu Xin looked at him and was stared at by Chen Zimeng, Hu Xin was curious, and stared back, the two looked at each other, and the breath was exposed, and the monks around him were frightened.

Zhang Qiancheng looked over, his heart moved slightly, but he held himself back, and his sleeves trembled and quieted down. Hot search

Chen Zimeng grinned, but he was helpless in his heart, he didn't expect such a change, Hu Xin didn't recognize it, Zhang Qiancheng still recognized him, but to his surprise, Zhang Qiancheng didn't do it.

Looking around, too, there are more and more monks, and now they are doing it, consuming their spiritual power and physical strength in vain, and no one knows what is going on behind it.

Chen Zimeng sat down cross-legged, while suppressing the flower in his body, he took out some spirit stones to restore the spiritual power in his body, and then looked at the river in front of him.

There was a constant stench of iron coming from the river, accompanied by green flames like waves, the same as the green flames in the previous huge pit, but this one was flowing, and the river was moving forward, I don't know where it was going.

About half an hour later, hundreds of monks were already standing by the river, their breaths fluctuating, all building the foundation.

Chen Zimeng got up and looked behind him, about a hundred feet away, thousands of ghost soldiers were holding spears, standing densely, the tips of the guns were glowing with cold light, under the helmets of the ghost soldiers, the dark blue ghost fire flashed, among the ghost soldiers, about a hundred clusters of green lights formed a circle, there was no roar, but the green light was slightly flashing, which looked quite gloomy.

Many people gathered together to quarrel, but Chen Zimeng could roughly see that the two factions, namely the tribes of the Southern Wilderness, were standing together, encouraging the people of various sects and families in Zhongzhou to explore the way.

The people in Zhongzhou seemed to be more united, standing behind Hu Xin, it seemed that the Liuyang Sect was the leader, Chen Zimeng looked carefully, and did not see the disciples of the Yunxi Sect, and felt a little strange.

The Evil Sword Zhang Family and the Liuyang Sect are all here, and there is no reason for the Yunxi Sect, which is the first sect in Zhongzhou, to be absent, unless it is that their people have not yet arrived, but they have thought about it carefully, and it seems that when he was outside, he did not see a sword boat of the Yunxi Sect.

Sighing, I felt someone looking at me, and when I looked up, it was a man with a mask on his face, his eyes full of coldness, and in his hand was a long knife dripping blood.

Somewhat confused, Chen Zimeng opened his mouth and asked, "We know each other?"

Chen Zimeng knew that it was impossible to know, not to mention anything else, just that he was still hiding his appearance, and it was impossible for him to be recognized.

Without replying, the man turned and walked into the distance, and the people who saw him were a little hasty to dodge, for fear of blocking his way, as if he were angry.

Chen Zimeng didn't have time to think about it, someone began to wade through the river in front of him, a monk who was covered with flesh, and at a glance knew that it was a monk who practiced flesh and stepped into the river, but after taking a few steps, he was extremely frightened, screamed, and then was swept up by green flames, and his whole body was instantly corroded into dry bones.

What is terrifying is that this man turned into dry bones, but still turned and stepped towards the shore, and a thin monk with a knife slashed out, shattering the dry bones in front of him, and submerged into the river, and there was no more ashes.

The people on the shore were a little frightened, but immediately, three more monks took up the magic weapon of flight, intending to fly across the river from mid-air.

Everyone's eyes followed the three of them, and the three of them came to the middle of the river very smoothly, just when everyone was about to fly across the river with the tip of the wind, a green flame scurried, and in the flames, was the bones of a crocodile, full of stench.

The crocodile that turned into dry bones opened its mouth, the speed was shocking, and the three monks didn't have time to react, so they were bitten by the crocodile with panicked faces, and dragged down, more crocodiles rushed out, and soon, the three monks were torn to pieces.

The monks who were about to fly were startled, and they all fell down and stood on the shore, and a grumpy man cursed, and raised a broad knife, which was full of circles, and slashed towards the river, which could not help but be applauded, and the river was cut by the man's sword.

The green flames sprang up, and the river made two sections, one flowing back upstream, and the other went away at great speed, and a section of dry bones was revealed, and there was nothing else on the riverbed except bones.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone on the shore and caused a lot of discussion, but it soon quieted down, because Hu Xin and Zhang Qiancheng walked over, and among the tribes of the Southern Wilderness, there was also a young man who walked over.

Chen Zimeng glanced at it, it was a young man with a fiery red dragon embroidered on his clothes, it was not difficult to know that it was a member of the Imperial Spirit Clan, the Fire Dragon Department, and on the other side, a woman in a light shirt and a veil on her face walked by, faintly containing a sense of rain on the avenue, which was the pride of the Rain Clan.

The four of them gathered, everyone surrounded, and discussed shallowly, but it was peaceful, but after a while, the two sides almost fought, and the rest of Tianjiao stood up and spat and scolded face-to-face.

Chen Zimeng stretched out his sleeves to cover his face, full of smiles, his eyes narrowed, like a crescent moon, "It's really, insulting Sven!"

Everyone scolded, and discussed the way to become stumbling and looking forward, even Hu Xin was full of anger, and which young man from the opposite fire dragon department even sacrificed a battle flag, and the two sides sacrificed their weapons, and the battle was about to break out.

Chen Zimeng stood on the sidelines and watched the excitement at the same time, and at the same time carefully observed the river, which made him feel strange, he could always see a touch of red from the green flames, and it was extremely vivid, like the petals of a flower.

Okay, Chen Zimeng stepped closer, Zhang Qiancheng looked over, and many other people also looked over, many people were very curious, Chen Zimeng and they didn't know each other, Zhang Qiancheng smiled coldly.

"Little junior brother, why don't you jump down and try it. ”

Looking at everyone looking over, Chen Zimeng raised his eyebrows, and then smiled: "Such a good thing, of course, the senior brother invites first, and the junior brother is behind to help the senior brother, if anyone dares to make a stumbling block behind his back, the junior brother will help you kill him." ”

The young man from the Fire Dragon Department snorted coldly, "I'm afraid the people of Zhongzhou don't dare to go down, right? The people who went down before, but they were all my Southern Wilderness monks, although they were dead, but their courage was commendable, Zhongzhou monks, they were all cowards, right?"

The monk of the Southern Wilderness laughed, which provoked a group of monks in Zhongzhou to scold angrily, but Chen Zimeng smiled slightly, "If you can't figure out the situation and jump down, it's not courage, it's stupid." ”

"You ......" The young man was angry, but Chen Zimeng ignored it, turned around and left.

"Isn't it just a river of Styx? I'll take a trip, everyone, see. ”