Ye Luo and the donkey, when they fell into the whirlpool, they had been separated at both ends by the mysterious and powerful energy in the whirlpool, and at this time, the whirlpool came to an end, and one person and one donkey also fell from two directions.

At the end of the vortex, what will be the place?

Under the plane tree, around the ancient altar.

When Ye Luo and the donkey were swept into the whirlpool, looking at the slowly disappearing vortex on the ancient altar, among the Nangong Qingshu and the lonely perfect woman, the high-level communication talisman in the old man's hand finally shook.

The old man Cangyun opened his mouth quietly and shouted, "Jump into the whirlpool with me!" ”

The old man Cangyun didn't wait for everyone's reaction, he directly crushed a precious ancient heavenly master talisman, exerted an ocean-like spiritual power, wrapped everyone, and jumped into the weird vortex on the ancient altar.

At this time, dozens of mysterious figures turned back, and when they saw the vortex that was about to disappear, after a short period of hesitation, some people jumped directly into it, among them, there were people from the island country Fusang and the Western Regions.

The end of the vortex.

Ye Luo fell, Ye Luo, who had regained control of his body, smashed into a soft grass, and almost at the moment he landed, as the calm instinct of a generation of soldier kings, he slid three steps sideways and scanned the surroundings at the same time.

What is this place?

Under the moonlight, the endless wilderness, the spring flowers are blooming, and even, from a distance, there are bushes, elk, moss taking root under the pines and cypresses, green bamboos taking root in the rocks, and even butterflies flying in the moonlight.

The place where Ye Luo stood was in a weed, which was a kind of clover, and in the patches of grass, white flowers appeared.

Ye Luo glanced vigilantly, until, his gaze fell on a wide and boundless river, and his body suddenly stiffened, because the water of that river was completely turbid yellow, and in the river, there was a strange aura of ancient, vicissitudes, and death.

This river has some similarities with the water of the River Styx.

On both sides of the river, there was a dead silence, only a withered yellow, without any living creatures, not even a single weed, in stark contrast to the scene of spring flowers blooming in the distance on both sides.

The moonlight was bright, and the river flowed slowly, without a single sound.

Ye Luo took a deep breath, and after checking his body silently, he looked carefully, and saw from a distance that there seemed to be an ancient and dilapidated stone tablet by the river, and there seemed to be some words engraved on it.

Ye Luo was cautious, and after greeting the eighteenth generation of the donkey ancestor of the pit father again, he slowly walked towards the stone tablet.

"Whoa—"

Just as Ye Luo was walking towards the stone tablet, he suddenly heard a strange noise, Ye Luo suddenly turned his head, only to see that under a big tree, a rabbit-like creature that exuded strange aura fluctuations touched a bewitching red flower.

The half-human-high red flower actually closed one by one, completely enveloping and devouring the rabbit-like creature, and the rabbit-like creature, before being completely wrapped, struggled violently, and kicked out an aura on its hooves, and hit a huge stone indiscriminately, and the stone was directly shattered.

Ye Luo's eyes shrank fiercely.

"Puff Pass - Puff Pass ......"

At this moment, above his head, several more figures fell, smashing down on the place where Ye Luo was originally standing in front of him, after these people fell, they quickly adjusted their figures, quickly separated, and stood vigilantly scattered in all directions, scanning the surroundings.

Ye Luo was slightly startled, the devouring qi on the left side of his body was running, and he looked at the person who fell vigilantly.

The people who fell were divided into three sides and stood, one of them was Nangong Qingshu, a lonely perfect woman, but among them, there was one less powerful old man who had appeared before.

The second party is only one person, a Buddhist girl from the Western Regions with a light veil, a Western style, black hair like a spring, a hollow and delicate golden step swaying silently between the temples, a graceful figure, and a crisp and delicate Buddha girl from the Western Regions.

The third party is two young people who are casual cultivators.

"Huh! What is this place? Damn, there are so many people jumping down, why are there only a few of us left, and the vortex has washed people away? Scarface glanced left and right, and spoke in horror.

"Hey, rookie, are you still alive? What are you doing standing stupidly, paralyzed, after you jumped, we were swept up by the old man, and we came in. The monk, standing behind Lan Xiaoqian, also swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Nangong Qingshu looked shocked, his eyes fell on the turbid yellow river, and he said with difficulty: "It turns out that the legend is true, the Styx is above, the Yellow Spring is below, and the Yellow Spring of the Styx River is originally a family." ”

"The Yellow Springs are indeed under the River Styx, and the Yellow Springs of the River Styx do not distinguish each other." The Buddha girl of the Western Regions, who was standing alone on the side, also spoke softly at this time, and there was a strange light flashing in her Buddha-like clear eyes.

"That thing, it's not in the ancient city of Loulan, is it here?" One of the two casual monks, a slightly chubby monk, looked down.

"The legendary Qin Shi Huang also came in." In the casual cultivation, the slightly thin monk suddenly said a word.

"Huh! Look, what's that? When Scarface heard the word Huang Quan, as a person from the city, his body trembled, but when he looked towards Huang Quan, he opened his mouth in shock.

When they heard this, they all looked in the direction he was pointing.

I saw that on the endless, desolate, quaint, and death-like river, a paper-folded, small and mysterious white paper boat was flowing silently with the river in the moonlight.

When Ye Luo heard Huang Quan, he was also shocked in his heart.

Ye Luo maintained absolute calm, and after a short contact with everyone, he quietly blended into the team of lonely perfect women, and slowly approached the legendary Yellow Spring.

And the eyes of the Buddha girl in the Western Regions swept over Ye Luo from time to time, she looked at the scarred face and the thief's eyebrows and rat eyes and shouted Ye Luo rookie, in her clear eyes, there were fluctuations, she had seen Ye Luo make a move, and he punched the powerful Ouyang Ye.

The two slightly chubby and slightly thin young men also walked towards the Yellow Spring.

When passing by the dilapidated stone tablet that Ye Luo saw earlier, everyone's footsteps couldn't help but stop, and on the stone tablet, there were two ancient characters engraved: Huangquan!

The lonely and perfect woman muttered to herself in a low voice, "Huangquan, the living can enter, the dead can go out, and those who enter will die." ”

"Huh! On that little paper figure, there are words written, why do I look so familiar with these ancient characters? Scarface didn't look at the stele, his eyes were always on the white paper boat.

"But the grass and trees are scattered, and I am afraid of the twilight of beauty. I know these words, why are they so familiar? The thief's eyebrows were stunned for a moment, then he turned his head to look at Ye Luo, and said, "Rookie, are you familiar with these words?" ”

Ye Luo's body shook suddenly.

(End of chapter)