Long Yin, who has lost a limb, can no longer grasp the balance of the center of gravity of his body, let alone run at extreme speed.

He would fall to the ground after every few steps, and then struggle to get up again. The sharp pain of shattering his forelimbs continued to tug at his nerves, but after the hellish torture he had experienced in the Beast Workshop, he could bear the pain.

"Hurry up and let me unleash the murder technique!" Feeling the more and more majestic fist behind him, Long Yin roared hoarsely in his heart, trying to regain the mysterious feeling he had at the beginning.

Under Long Yin's crazy will to survive, the Wild Word Sutra trembled, and wisps of blood-red light burst out from the Wild Word Sutra, wrapping Long Yin's whole body.

Under this brilliance, Long Yin felt that his originally heavy body suddenly lightened, his limbs seemed to be windy, and then there was a flower in front of him, and the scene suddenly changed.

He suddenly looked back, and the figure of the black-haired man had already turned into a tiny little black spot, and in this short moment, he actually opened a distance of miles from the black-haired man!

Long Yin suddenly felt a sense of happiness for the rest of his life, but fortunately he didn't drop the chain at the critical moment. He didn't dare to delay, and endured the severe pain and stumbled forward.

The most surprising thing was the black-haired man, he only felt that Long Yin's qi suddenly dissipated, and the original figure disappeared, and when he looked at it again, he had already opened up a distance of several miles from himself.

"Murderous art!" The well-informed black-haired man immediately thought of this possibility, his eyes froze, his fist dispersed, and he ran away as a streamer. It's just a few miles away, and it only takes a few moments to catch up.

It's just that when he was about to approach Long Yin, suddenly, Long Yin's figure disappeared again.

Sure enough, the fox's figure appeared several miles ahead.

In a short period of time, the fox actually launched two murderous techniques in a row! The black-haired man couldn't help but speed up, he always felt that something would happen next.

In fact, even Long Yin himself felt very incredible, and he was a little stunned. There are more ups and downs these days than he has experienced in his life.

Feeling the trembling of the Wild Word Sutra in his body, Long Yin knew that all this was probably the credit of the Wild Word Sutra again.

The sky in the distance grew darker, as if to signal that a rainstorm was coming.

"That's... River?" Long Yin, who was fleeing for his life, stared at him, and there was a big river across the plain in front of him, blocking his escape path.

He looked at the big black-haired man chasing behind him, and to be honest, he didn't know how far he could escape. Scarlet blood was dripping from the severed forelimbs, and a sense of prostration was coming from the depths of the body.

Inserting the half-exposed bone into the dirt, Long Yin used it to replace his long-missing right forelimb. Doing so undoubtedly caused a sharp pain, but he was able to increase his speed a lot in a short period of time.

Every step forward brought him a sharp pain like a heart-rending one, but it worked.

Long Yin began to run towards the big river, but fortunately, the big river was not very far from him, and it didn't take long for him to come to its vicinity.

The river was so dark that it was impossible to see through its depths, as if ink was dripping into the clear water. Moreover, the river flows very slowly, and there is no wave at all, or there is no sound of any water flowing, which feels very strange.

If he stared at it for a long time, Long Yin even felt a strong sense of palpitations.

In normal times, he would have avoided this mysterious river, but now, he had no choice.

It only takes a moment and a half, and the black-haired man who is in hot pursuit will chase after him, and with his current condition, if he continues to run, I am afraid that he will die of blood.

The reason why he is still able to grit his teeth and persist now is all because of the support of that mass of fierce blood.

He looked at the black-haired man behind him, gritted his teeth, and plunged directly into the river. Even if Long Yin fell into the river, there was still no splash at all, not so much that Long Yin jumped into this strange river, but that the strange river took the initiative to swallow Long Yin.

After Long Yin jumped into the river, the black-haired man finally came late.

After seeing this quietly flowing black river, the black-haired man quickly stopped, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at the river, and his face couldn't help but become very pale.

He hurriedly turned into a long rainbow and retreated hundreds of meters all the way, not daring to approach this long river at all.

This rootless black river is the river of death, the forbidden area of life, the abyss!

He saw with his own eyes that the fox had jumped into the abyss, and there was no chance of survival. After thinking about it, the black-haired man had no choice but to go home.

As long as it is a living being, it is impossible to survive, and no matter whether you are a peerless powerhouse or a peerless murderer, you will not be able to escape the fate of extinction.

In the abyss, as soon as he jumped in, Long Yin felt that his body was wrapped in a thick death aura, and his soul began to become confused. It was pitch black in front of him, but fortunately he had excellent eyesight and could barely see his surroundings. There is nothing alive in the river, it is a dead river. He cast his gaze on the riverbed.

This look suddenly made Long Yin fall into an ice cellar, and his hands and feet were cold. The riverbed was made up of countless corpses and bones. It's dense, I don't know how many layers are laid!

The river didn't have the slightest buoyancy, and his body began to sink towards the riverbed. Long Yin wanted to struggle, but his body had already become extremely stiff at some point, and he was not controlled at all.

His eyes kept turning, and his mouth was filled with black river water, and it was very choking and smelling. The river contained an extremely strong smell of death, which was constantly eroding his body.

What made Long Yin even more frightened was that the riverbed of corpses began to loosen for a while, and from under the riverbed, there were many rotting corpses.

The carrion was humanoid, there were animals, and some of them were even dressed in ancient and elaborate costumes. Without exception, their eyes were full of resentment towards Long Yin, or for living beings, and they opened their huge mouths one after another and gathered towards him.

Long Yin's body was eroded by the dead qi and could not move for a long time. He could only watch as the carrion lunged at it. He never dreamed that there would be such a horror under this black river, and he couldn't guess that he would die like this in the end.

Just when those carrion corpses were about to approach him, they saw a sudden divine light on his chest, and those carrion corpses seemed to be very afraid of the light emitted by the Wild Word Sutra, and at the moment when the light appeared, they retreated one after another, not daring to approach. Wandering in places where the light does not shine.

This light not only frightened away those terrifying rotting corpses, but also seemed to expel the dead qi that would erode into his body, and Long Yin felt that he had regained control of his body.

After his body regained movement, he kept waving his limbs and hurriedly swam to the surface of the river.

"Huhu~" He spit out the black river water that had accumulated in his chest, and breathed in the outside air. The thought of the color of these rivers that had been soaked in corpse bones for many years made Long Yin's scalp tingle, and he wanted to spit out all the things in his stomach.

He forcibly endured the discomfort in his heart, and hurriedly swung his limbs towards the shore. He didn't know if the carrion would attack at this time and drag him under the riverbed.

Fortunately, he didn't notice what he was worried about, and he swam to the bank of the river without any problems.

But what is even more strange is that he is not surrounded by a plain, but in the middle of a hill. The black-haired man was nowhere to be found, and Long Yin's eyes were full of happiness for the rest of his life. He put his sound left forelimb on his chest, and the Arabic Book saved his life again.

If it weren't for the light emitted by the Wild Word Sutra that sheltered him, I am afraid that he would have ended up being divided by ten thousand corpses. I remembered the white eyes and terrifying faces of those carrioning corpses. Long Yin's heart and liver trembled.

Thinking about it, Long Yin felt that his body was getting more and more tired, so he fell asleep.

In this pursuit and killing, his mind was always tense, and he did not dare to relax in any way. At this time, as soon as I relaxed, I couldn't bear the fatigue that swept in.

......

Haotian's hometown, at this time, most of Haotian's hometown is in ruins.

Hao Yiling and Hao Hongyi were standing next to Long Jiao's corpse, silently listening to the situation reported by the clansmen.

The more they listened, the more gloomy the faces of Hao Yiling and Hao Hongyi became. Twenty-eight of his tribesmen were attacked and killed by fierce beasts, not counting those who enslaved them.

In addition to the heavy number of people, more than half of the buildings were destroyed, and repairs were a lot of money. Not to mention some of the genius treasures lost in battle. You must know that a medicine depot was affected in this battle, and more than half of the elixir inside was damaged.

Even Haotian's hometown could not bear this huge loss.

In the distance, a streamer landed on the ground, and it was the black-haired man who turned back.

"Tianque, how is that fox?" Hao Yiling's voice was a little hoarse. The ancestor worship vessel, Douli Long Jiao, has consumed too much of his essence. Their losses in Haotian's hometown this time were too heavy, but if they could capture that pure-blooded beast cub, these losses would be within the range they could bear.

The black-haired man shook his head and said in a deep voice, "There was no way that fox could have escaped from my palm, but we met the abyss! ”

"What? Abyss!" Hao Yiling and Hao Hongyi's faces changed at the same time.

"Yes, Abyss!" the black-haired man nodded.

"Are you sure that fox jumped into the abyss?" Hao Hongyi still did not give up.

"See it with your own eyes!"

"I'm angry!" Hao Yiling's face was very ugly, this time, they Haotian lost his wife and lost his soldiers.

"Tianque, you must be very tired after chasing all the way, so let's go and rest first. "Hao Yiling, as the head of the clan, has extraordinary concentration, and he immediately corrected his mentality.

The black-haired man nodded, in the process of chasing Long Yin, he thought that he had asked for too much essence in heaven and earth. If you don't cultivate and recuperate well, I'm afraid that you will hurt your own avenue foundation.

"Hao Hongyi, how credible do you think Hao Tianque's words are?" Hao Yiling looked at the back of the black-haired man who was fading away, and said lightly to Hao Hongyi.

"Why do you say that?" said Hao Hongyi.

"Don't pretend to be confused, Hao Yishan and Hao Tianque are the only two powerhouses in the Heavenly Dao Realm in the clan, and Hao Yishan has half a foot in the realm of you and me, and the two of them will neither submit to you nor me. I don't believe that you Hao Hongyi really doesn't mind at all in his heart! Moreover, don't forget, Hao Yishan has a great favor to Hao Tianque!"

After Hao Yiling finished speaking, he left without waiting for Hao Hongyi to reply. Only the silent Hao Hongyi was left standing in place.