Lu Feng drifted down the river of blood in a daze.

After passing the arch bridge, it was diverted into the river of blood on the left and continued to float forward.

In a trance, Lu Feng glanced at the six branches of the Blood River behind the arch bridge, but was surprised to find it.

At the entrance of each branch, a dark red word lit up, like a neon sign on the side of the street, constantly flashing red.

And those six words are heaven, man, animal, evil spirit, hell, and asura.

Lu Feng woke up in an instant, isn't this the six reincarnations in hell!

And the word animal shining directly above him was actually the word animal, and Lu Feng suddenly panicked.

Could it be that the tower, which represents the power of the origin of death, is actually reincarnation in hell, this is too!

If you can't go on like this, if you enter the reincarnation of the animal path, then you will not become a real animal!

And how can this be hell, how can that broken arch bridge be a Nai He bridge!

And what about Meng Po, what about Meng Po soup?!

This must be fake!

Lu Feng thought firmly, then turned on the True Yuan, got up and jumped towards the stone wall on the right.

Even if he hangs on the stone wall and becomes a sky monkey, it is impossible to let the blood river take him to the livestock road.

But as Lu Feng moved, a terrifying change also occurred around him.

The river of blood suddenly became boiling when Lu Feng's body left the black stone at his feet.

Dozens of terrifying bloody ghost claws suddenly stretched out from the blood river and attacked Lu Feng from all directions.

The red light of the surrounding stone walls flashed, and the original portraits disappeared, slowly emerging with hideous and terrifying grimaces.

From a distance, the stone wall has become a mountain of corpses filled with countless ghosts.

In mid-air, Lu Feng's body suddenly slammed, and he suddenly fell into an embarrassment, advancing was a mountain of corpses, and retreating was a sea of blood, in a dilemma.

Just when Lu Feng was stunned, the ghost claws under the blood river instantly entangled his feet, and then Lu Feng exclaimed in surprise and was pulled back to the black stone.

The ghost claws didn't seem to mean to hurt him, they just wanted to get him back onto the rocks.

When Lu Feng stood on top of the black stone, the surrounding scene also returned to calm.

But Lu Feng was surprised to find that the word livestock above his head was gone, and an arch bridge appeared in front of the Blood River again.

And there were figures around him who had drifted with him before.

What a familiar feeling! Lu Feng had some doubts in his heart.

As he got closer, Lu Feng's eyes widened this time! For he saw an old woman on top of the arched bridge.

The old woman had a large cauldron in front of her, steaming hot, and every figure leading to the arch bridge was given a bowl of water.

Seeing this picture, Lu Feng couldn't help but burst into foul language!

I'll give you a lung!

Lao Tzu just said, don't take it seriously!

I just thought about Meng Po just now, and I just gave him a whole thing.

If you think about Hades, then you can't move Hades out!

If it was an ordinary person who had just crossed over from the earth, it would be just that, but Lu Feng had been living in this strange world for more than twenty years.

In addition, he had been manipulated by the Nightmare Illusion of the Soulless Ghost King once before, how could he have fallen twice on the same issue!

When Meng Po appeared, Lu Feng was even more sure that what happened in front of him was an illusion, or that he was already in an illusion.

So Lu Feng raised his head and shouted: "Don't pretend to be a ghost, since I have seen through it, why don't you come out and see it!" ”

The voice echoed in the small space, but Lu Feng could only hear his own echo, but he couldn't hear any response.

Then.

The corners of Meng Po's mouth on the arched bridge rose slightly, revealing a playful smile.

I saw her wave her hand suddenly, and the cauldron in front of her was knocked over into the river of blood, and the surrounding picture also changed instantly.

Rising into the air, she smiled at Lu Feng and said, "Hehe, do you think these are all fakes? Ha ha! ”

As soon as he saw a flower, Lu Feng found himself in a huge sea of blood, surrounded by dense figures, making the sea of blood look a little crowded.

And directly in front of the sea of blood, a moat appeared, as if it had been cut by something, and the sea of blood came to an abrupt end when it arrived.

Countless screams rang out around them, and countless people fell into the moat like dumplings and disappeared.

Seeing this, Lu Feng's hairs stood on end and he was suddenly startled, and said coldly to Meng Po in mid-air.

"Who are you? Isn't it the guardian of the tower?! Do you know who I am, I am the Chosen One! ”

At the moment of crisis, Lu Feng had no choice but to move out of his identity as the Chosen One, although he didn't know what it meant.

But from the words of the old man in the dark towers, we can know that this identity must have a close relationship with these towers!

As soon as these words came out, Meng Po was stunned at first, and after carefully looking at Lu Feng, she sneered.

"Joke! If you are the chosen one, then I am your God! Suffer death, bloom the splendor of your life in the face of death! ”

Disdain in his heart, this person has no fluctuation of the power of the origin, how can he be the chosen one.

Although I don't know where this person learned the title of the Chosen One, he dared to laugh at his own art, and he must make his death more artistic!

As soon as she thought of this, Meng Po crossed her hands with her ten fingers and clasped them in front of her chest, as if she were praying, and she had words in her mouth.

Suddenly, the entire sea of blood became manic, and the surface of the sea kept rolling, setting off a raging wave.

Under the stormy waves, countless figures were swept into the sea of blood and disappeared.

Lu Feng was lifted high by the tumbling waves at this time, and he couldn't help but scold his mother a little in his heart.

Lao Tzu has reported himself to the door, and he has a dead hand, and when Lao Tzu receives this broken tower, I want you to look good!

Perhaps it was influenced by the dark tower among the ghosts, Lu Feng had a preconceived idea.

Except for the dark system, all the other towers that contain the power of the source, seeing him will be like seeing the master.

That's why he's doing everything he can to get into the tower.

He thought that as long as he entered the tower and showed his identity, he would become a guest of honor and be offered.

Obviously, Lu Feng has miscalculated now!

The surrounding waves lifted Lu Feng into the air, and at the same time, nine hurricanes rose out of thin air, forming nine spectacular dragons in the sea of blood to absorb water.

Nine blood dragons soared into the air, and the huge dragon heads roared towards Lu Feng.

Immediately after the body twisted, the nine heads of the nine blood dragons gathered at Lu Feng's feet, forming a faint whirlwind, trapping Lu Feng in it.

Looking from afar, Lu Feng's weak voice stepped on nine hideous and terrifying blood dragons, standing proudly above the Nine Dragons.

The waves of blood rolling around him startled countless splashes of blood, accompanied by countless wails and roars.

The whole picture is extremely shocking and spectacular, Lu Feng is like a bloodthirsty god of war, fighting fiercely with the terrifying deep-sea demons!

In the sky, Meng Po looked at the picture in front of her, and a trace of obsession flashed in her eyes.

Then he clasped his hands together and murmured: "Bloom, dedicate the most beautiful moment of your life to eternal art!" ”

Suddenly, a pitch-black pillar of light fell from the sky and directly hit Lu Feng above Jiulong's head.

Seeing this, Lu Feng's face changed greatly, and the whirlpool around him trapped him firmly in it, and with his true yuan at the moment, he couldn't escape at all.

What changed his color the most was that the black pillar of light that fell from the sky contained an incomparably condensed power of the origin of death.

At this moment, it was the first time since Lu Feng crossed over to the Seven Realms that he felt the proximity of death, so clear and so helpless.

Countless figures flashed in Lu Feng's mind, and the joys, sorrows, and sorrows experienced in just twenty years all emerged from Lu Feng's mind at this moment.

Lu Feng once again pinched the Dapeng essence blood in his hand, and the only thing he could resist at this moment was this drop of essence blood.

However, in the next second, he was desperate to find that the true yuan in his body was absorbed by the terrifying whirlpool around him at some point.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Lu Feng's mouth, he didn't expect that this Dapeng essence blood would be useless in the end.

At the thought of it, he no longer had any strength to resist.

The terrifying force of death fell directly on his body and began to corrode his body.

In an instant, Lu Feng's entire face became old, from a young man in his twenties to an old man in his sixties and seventies.

The long black and silky hair has also turned into dry and old gray hair, and the organs in the body are also aging at an accelerated rate.

What Lu Feng still insists on in his entire body is only the dantian, the sea and the heart.

The two major artifacts protected the two most critical parts of Lu Peak, and the ancestral talisman protected his heart.

But without the support of Lu Feng Zhenyuan, in the face of such a rich and terrifying death power, the artifact was powerless to return to the sky after all.

Soon, the power of death invaded the dantian from all over Lu Feng's body and into the sea of knowledge.

Xuanyuan Sword and Shennong Ding relied on the power of the artifact to occupy the last place in the body that supported Lu Feng.

Meng Po on the side saw that Lu Feng had not yet bloomed the art of life under such a gorgeous attack.

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, his face turned cold at will, he snorted, his hands led to the sky, and he fell suddenly.

I saw that above the sky, another pillar of dark light burst down, like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and the momentum was terrifying.

Lu Feng, who was above the nine blood dragons, had an old face, full of white hair, and old folds and gray spots appeared on his face, as if he was already a twilight old man.

When the second death force bombarded down, Lu Feng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of red blood, and his body couldn't help but bend down.

And with a bang, Shennong Ding Dong in his body directly turned into a green light and returned to the dantian, entangled with the Xuanyuan sword, guarding the last inch of the dantian.

And that terrifying power of death finally invaded Lu Feng's heart.

It was also at this time.

An extremely dazzling white light erupted from Lu Feng's body, directly illuminating the entire space.

The dazzling white light even caused Meng Po to become blind for a short time.

Feeling the breath in the white light, Meng Po's face changed greatly, and a flash appeared beside Lu Feng.

And at this moment, Lu Feng was wrapped in this dazzling white light, and his body seemed to be transparent.

In the thumping heart in his chest, strange runes continued to pour out of it, like maggots, wriggling on Lu Feng's body.

Finally, on Lu Feng's chest, it converged into a pitch-black spell, and on the spell was written the word 'death' in a seal body!