Flowing in the void of the Yin River, Wu Yu, who is missing his right arm and left hand, stepped on the silver Yin River, his eyes were full of black light, gushing out, turning into two pillars of light, piercing through the void, the Yin River extends in all directions, and there are countless forks, which seems to have no impact on Wu Yu, and there is no hesitation when every fork is chosen.

In a yin river, Emperor Ping's white snake poked its head out of the river, opened its mouth and spit out a hideous strange fish, with disgust in his eyes: "I finally got used to coarse tea and light rice, and now I am not used to it, it is really ......difficult to go from luxury to frugality."

Muttering and complaining to himself, Emperor Ping's white snake suddenly twisted the snake's head, the snake's pupils shrank, turning into a thin slit, the phantom in his eyes flickered, and after a while, Wu Yu's figure of stepping on the Yin River was reflected.

In an instant, Wu Yu looked up, as if he had pierced through the void, and his dead eyes met the snake pupils of the Ping Emperor White Snake.

Emperor Ping White Snake turned his head, shrunk into a slit of snake pupils, slowly relaxed, turned around and left.

Swimming all the way back to the mountain gate of the thief door, the white snake of Emperor Ping rushed out of the Yin River, the thick snake tail, snapping and beating the thief door mountain gate, for a while, the mountain stone was broken, and the word "thief door" was broken into broken stones.

"Boom ......"

There was a roar, and the stone mountain that turned into a mountain gate shattered, and the gravel peaks fell down, all of which were randomly whipped by the Ping Emperor White Snake with a snake tail, and they all fell into the Yin River and disappeared.

"Wei Chengcheng, Wei old ghost, hurry up and get out, something is wrong!" Emperor Ping's white snake opened his mouth and roared.

In the void next to him, Wei Feng walked out with a stretched face, looked at the broken mountain gate, and his voice was melancholy: "Lao Bai, you have also been a big figure in the emperor of the God Dynasty for a few years, as for the mountain gate that stole the door every time?"

"Don't talk nonsense, when the thief was not extinguished, I smashed your mountain gate, and no one dared to say a word about me. Emperor Ping White Snake was a little impatient, and turned to look in the direction of the Yin River: "There is a dead person who is crossing the Yin River, what should I do?"

Wei Feng took out a blue-gray stone mirror, flicked it with one hand, and the divine light on the stone mirror floated, and after it was blurred, Wu Yu's figure immediately appeared.

"Hey, it's him, it's been five thousand years, he can still have an indestructible will, obsession, if it weren't for his greed back then, rashly approaching the battlefield of the two titled Daojun, he wouldn't have ended up dying, if he hadn't died, his achievements would have been far greater than back then, but it's a pity......" Wei Feng shook his head and sighed, this is a model of death, there were so many people who wanted to be fishermen in the dark, but in the end they all died tragically......

"What the hell is going on? Hurry up, he's almost there. Emperor Ping's white snake flicked his snake's tail, and his tone became more and more impatient.

This person is also a character, he works hard for the sect, and he has to repay with his body when he dies, which is really admirable, he is not here for us, so he doesn't have to conflict with him. Wei Feng accepted the stone mirror and replied casually.

Emperor Ping White Snake nodded, opened his mouth and spit out, a long wide sword in his mouth, slowly emerged, the wide sword looked ordinary, no fancy, the whole body was simple and outstanding, the breath was restrained, only the sword body had a line of ancient inscriptions, and the word "Emperor Ping" engraved on the hilt of the sword made this wide sword more extraordinary.

Emperor Ping's white snake mouth holds a wide sword, and a slash is made between the thief gate and the Yin River, and suddenly a white light remains in the air, as if the void has been cut off, and a deep ravine suddenly appears between the Yin River and the mountain gate, and the cold air and water vapor steaming from the Yin River disappear in an instant.

Wei Feng and Emperor Ping White Snake stood in front of the mountain gate, looking at the Yin River motionlessly.

I don't know how long, in the unchanged Yin River, there was suddenly a figure.

Wu Yu stepped on the Yin River, and when he passed by here, he turned his head to look at Wei Feng and the flat white snake, but his footsteps did not stop at all, and he continued to walk down the Yin River, and disappeared in an instant.

"He's going down there, I'm afraid something is going to happen. Emperor Ping White Snake was slightly worried, and he stopped talking.

"His consciousness is revived at the moment, at least eighty percent of his strength before his death, and in my opinion, he is like an ordinary person, I am afraid that the death qi in his body has already reached the point where things must be reversed, and he is introverted, and his strength is two points stronger than before his death, even if he knows that something may happen, there is no need for me to fight hard with a dead man, anyway, it won't be long before he will be completely wiped out and his will collapse. ”

Wei Feng sighed, how could he not know that Wu Yu entered the secret realm of the next layer, which would inevitably make waves, but unfortunately, Wu Yu's consciousness was briefly revived, this was the last trace of brilliance he bloomed out of this world, and it was also the most brilliant glimmer of brilliance, he was obsessed with it at the moment, and no one could stop it, it was really a god who blocked and killed God, and a Buddha who blocked and killed Buddha, without any scruples.

As long as it is not too stupid, it will avoid its edge at this moment.

"Seal the mountain gate completely, don't let the station be affected. Wei Feng shook his head and sighed, feeling sorry for Wu Yu......

Emperor Ping's white snake took a wide sword in his mouth, and slashed out several swords in a row, and the Yin River gradually faded away, and the surroundings completely turned into a boundless void.

Swallowing the broad sword into his stomach again, Emperor Ping's White Snake suddenly had a trace of doubt in his eyes: "Hey, I seem to have forgotten something...... Forget it, I don't want to, the consumption is quite large, let's go sleep for a while......"

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Three days later, on the dead and dark earth, Qin Yang was still squatting in the pen holder and did not come out, everything around him was destroyed by Wu Yu's burst of dead energy, especially the corpses of those disciples of the Demon Stone Holy Sect, even the bones and slag could not be found, it was a pity......

For three days, Qin Yang cautiously did not come out, and he was also afraid that the dead ghost and madman who was not a normal person would have a brain twitch and kill a horse pistol, and when the time came, as long as the death qi spread, he would die a miserable death.

Seeing that the time of three days was up, Qin Yang gritted his teeth, jumped out of the pen holder, offered the pen holder to hang above his head, and ran all the way to the place where he first came in.

When I came to the section of the Lixu Yin River that hung in the air, I didn't see anything unusual here.

Qin Yang looked up at the sky and muttered to himself: "Uncle Bai didn't forget to pick me up, right? Or did Uncle Bai be killed by a madman? No, although Uncle Bai doesn't show much on weekdays, his strength should be very strong, besides, he shouldn't provoke that madman, right?"

Three hours passed, and there was still no movement, Qin Yang faintly had a bad premonition, this unreliable Uncle Bai wouldn't really forget him......

But he didn't dare to leave here casually, for fear that Uncle Bai would come, he would not be here, and he would stagger the time......

Sitting on the ground and meditating and practicing, the night has passed, and there is still no reaction.

"Forget it, I'd better study the pen holder and sledgehammer first, and wait here......"

The pen holder has changed its appearance, but there is nothing to study, but it is a sledgehammer with a broken handle, Qin Yang held it in his hand, and his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

I could see it clearly before, it was obviously a completely scrapped magic weapon body, but it could burst out with a trace of divine power and break through Wu Yu's dead air!

You must know that the general magic weapon, even if it is intact, is impossible to do!

The magic weapons of those monks had already turned into powder under the impact of Wu Yu's dead air, but this sledgehammer with a broken handle was not damaged at all.