Wu Chang hurriedly said: "How can this be made!"

He didn't want to be a leader, he just wanted to save his life. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even if just now, he tried every means to kill the envoy, but he was forced to do it, either you died or I died, and I didn't want to die, so I could only fight hard.

Now that the enemy is gone, he just wants to stand out from the crowd in peace, and he doesn't want to be a bird again.

Being a leader not only has the right to command the people, but also has the obligation to protect everyone as much as possible, and the chief feels that he has this ability.

"How can I not do it!" said the god solemnly, he looked up and shouted: "People don't walk without heads, birds don't fly without heads, I want to recommend Long Gongzi to be our leader, do you have any differences?"

"I agree!"

"Agreed!"

The call of Qi Brush spread from near and far, without the slightest noise.

Wu Chang secretly smiled bitterly, this god forcibly buttoned him a big hat, it seems that he can't take it off if he wants to.

He sighed, clasped his hands into fists, and saluted left and right: "Thank you for your love, Long's ability is limited, and he can't take on this important task, but this trip is full of crises, and Long should do his best to keep everyone safe." ”

His hands had been transformed and restored, but his left hand was too badly injured and only had a virtual form.

The god smiled and said loudly: "From now on, Young Master Long will be our leader, and if anyone disagrees, we will remove him from the team." ”

"Young Master Long!"

"Young Master Long!"

Cheers came and went.

Wu Chang has already established a considerable prestige in the post station, this time to do what others can't, kill the underworld, save everyone between life and death, the monks are convinced, even if a few people have a different intention in their hearts, at this time they dare not go against the will of the people.

The god squatted down and said with a smile: "Boss, are you still coming up?"

Wu Chang staggered, shaking his hands wildly: "Don't call me that, won't I become the king of the mountain!"

"Then call you big brother?" said the god narrowly.

"I'll lose my life!" said Wu Chang angrily.

"Your Excellency?"

"It's better for you to be the leader!"

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, let's call you Long Gongzi. The god smiled and said: "Don't call me a senior anymore, my real name is Providence, and the cultivation is also Providence, Providence is impermanent, and it is also Providence for you to be the leader of everyone, and I should obey your orders in the future." ”

Providence?

Wuchang's heart tightened, and he looked up at the gray sky, could it be that there was really a providence?

It is very likely that the underworld was created by the creator of the world, if there is really a providence, it should be the will of the past, could it be that Xiru already knows that he is smuggling into the underworld?

It's not impossible, Wu Chang knows that he has been planted by Xiru, and with this mark, Xiru can easily know his whereabouts.

"Could it be that this river patrol was sent to kill me in the past?"

Wu Chang looked at the armor in front of him, and his heart shivered.

At this time, the god said, "Young Master Long, did you come up with everyone, or did you take a boat?"

Wu Chang came back to his senses, looked down, and said, "This small boat has been punctured by a spear, is seeping water, and will sink soon. ”

"Ahh The god hurriedly said: "Young Master Long, how do you come up, do you want us to pull you?"

Wu Chang shook his head: "No, I can jump on it." ”

Ni Bridge is not too high above the water of the River Styx.

The god said, "Let's get out of the way, let the dragon come up, the one in front, continue to move forward." ”

Soon the Ni Bridge above the boat made room vacant.

Wu Chang looked at it, then reached out his hands to move the helmet of the Stygian Armor.

He had already looked carefully just now, and this armor did not have buttons or anything like that, but he was unwilling to try to turn the helmet.

The left hand is just a virtual shape, and he can only exert force with his right hand, but no matter how he pulls it, the helmet will not be lucky.

Wu Chang shook his head, it seems that this thing has another mechanism, or another law.

He turned, stepped on the top of the boat, and stretched out his right hand to pull the spear.

The spear was embedded in the side of the boat, the hull of which was not gold or wood, dark brown, made of something of unknown nature, and the spear passed through the boat, and only half of the handle remained.

The power of this thing has been witnessed by hundreds of dead monks, and Wu Chang coveted it very much, but no matter how hard he exerted, it was always like a dragonfly, and the spear did not even move.

Watching the river trickle into the boat from the gap on both sides of the handle of the gun pierced by the tip of the gun, Wu Chang sighed, let go of his hand, turned around and exerted his legs, jumped into the air, and a little on top of the armor, rushed up again, and jumped on the Ni Bridge.

Because I have already thought about it, the movements of the long man are very smooth, and the body shape is also very agile, and this hand is very beautiful, which has attracted a lot of applause.

"Young Master Long, let's go, it's better for us old guys to open the way for you. "Tenjin Dao.

Wu Chang looked at the abandoned boat, looked up, and saw that it was still the god in front, but at some point, the phantom god and the star god changed positions, the phantom god was in front, and the star god was behind.

Wu Chang probably guessed the reason, and laughed secretly in his heart: The phantom god was afraid of him!

In order to cultivate the illusion of the illusion, the phantom god killed countless living beings, Wu Chang was angry in his heart, and when he stepped on the phantom god's head just now, he used his dark energy, but he failed to succeed in killing the phantom god, and the phantom god survived tenaciously, and he may have realized something, and changed positions with the star god, and was no longer next to the terrible guy Wu Chang.

Wu Chang doesn't care, of course it's good to be able to Yin Phantom God, but under normal circumstances, he won't take the initiative to kill, after all, Phantom God didn't hurt his relatives and friends, not to mention that he is not a law enforcer, and he has no interest in acting as a defender.

The crowd moved on.

After this incident, people's spirits have quietly changed and become more vibrant.

Even the powerful Underworld River Patrol can be killed, and the Underworld is not so terrifying.

Wu Chang also has a bottom in his heart, since this bitter sea is called the River Styx, no matter how wide it is, it must be bounded, and it will not be endless.

He began to think about what would happen after crossing the river.

Is that the Styx the underworld?

What does the underworld look like?

Could it be like the song of the Underworld Messenger, full of red and white flowers blooming everywhere?

There is also a three-life stone that I don't know what it is used for.

Wu Chang's thoughts were soon interrupted, and after less than half a day, the sky began to rain.

The raindrops are fine, light, and have a faint pink color.

Drizzle Fifi.

This was supposed to be a melancholy and sentimental weather, but there was a mournful wailing sound from the Ni Bridge.

Wu Chang was stunned, and the drizzle fell on him, but he felt that his soul power seemed to dissipate faster, and he didn't feel that there was anything else abnormal.

He looked up.

I saw tiny holes appear on people's bodies, and the hair on the top began to fall out in small clumps.

Rain can corrode souls!

Wu Chang was shocked and anxious, looking at himself, but he saw that the raindrops hit his body, and when he moistened, the soul power in that place accelerated and dissipated, but it was not eroded out of the hole.

"Why is that?"

After thinking about it for a while, he roughly understood.

His soul body is different from others, he cultivates the Shadow Escape Technique, his soul power is originally much stronger than that of ordinary monks, and he has absorbed soul essence, it can be said that his soul power is extremely strong, and it has been transformed by Haotian, and his soul power is very condensed, this rain must be able to accelerate the loss of his soul body, his soul power is abundant, and he can make up for it, while the soul power of other monks who are eroded by the rain is lost faster than replenished, and small holes will appear as if they have been corroded.

"Young Master Long, what should I do?" the Celestial God asked aloud.

There is no good way to do it, but to say: "Speed up." ”

The crowd, who had been slowing down a little after the incident of patrolling the river and the underworld, rushed again.

After a while, many people were already in tattered clothes, their hair fell off along with their scalps, and only their skulls were left, turning into skeletons, but the bones of their souls were not white, but gray.

Despite this, people still did not give up and ran desperately, as if the rain would stop when they ran to the front.

After all, the three gods have been cultivating for a longer time, and their soul power is more condensed, not as hideous as the others, but they have obviously lost weight.

The star god clasped his arms above his head to keep his head and face from being stained with rain, but his arms were only skeleton-shaped.

Wu Chang sighed secretly, at this time, women still care more about their appearance.

Perhaps in their hearts, appearance is more important than life and death.

Half a day later, most of them were left with only a skeleton of bones running.

Wu Chang thought with some malice: "Could it be that the undead in the underworld are not in human form, but in the form of skeletons?" This rain came suddenly, could it be that it was deliberately designed by Xi Ru to shave the bones of people who want to enter the underworld?"

Someone fell again.

And there are more and more of them.

On the Ni Bridge, only Wu Chang still maintained his original figure, which seemed so abrupt, as if a fat worm had mixed into the team of ants.

The Celestial God turned around, glanced at Wu Chang with godless eyes in his deep sunken eye sockets, and asked, "Young Master Long, is there any other way?"

He hoped that Wu Chang would be able to help everyone get through the difficulties again in the same way that he solved the invasion of the Yin Wind.

But Wu Chang has already thought about it, and there is really no countermeasure.

Most of the soul body transformation of everyone can do it, but condensing soul power requires years of hard work, how can it be successful for a while, the soul skeleton is already the most condensed soul power of everyone, if it still can't withstand the wind and rain, death can only be the only result.

The death of most people was originally expected, and in Haotian's words, almost none of these 200,000 monks could successfully enter the underworld, and they would all die on the way to the underworld.

Mucho shook his head in frustration.

The god turned back in disappointment, and continued to run with his already thin skeleton body.

The number of people who fell increased rapidly, and the bridge became sparse.

The star god sighed and said, "I don't want to die so ugly, I don't want to insist anymore, you have to live strongly, I wish you a smooth journey to the underworld." ”

As she spoke, she jumped towards the River Styx.

How could Wu Chang watch her die, the star god is Xing Jiu'er's master, and he also takes good care of him at the post station, and he is the closest one among the gods, so he hurriedly stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the petite body of the star god, held it in his arms, and bowed down to protect her from the wind and rain.

"Why, why didn't you let me die?" the star god didn't struggle, just asked in a whisper.

"It's not easy to live, we haven't reached a desperate situation yet, so why give up in a hurry. "There is no long way.

"There are so many people, why did you save me alone?" the star god asked again.