Chapter 323: Tianhe
"I'm going to vomit, I'm going to vomit...... Steady. ”
At the time of the crisis, Sisi ran away with the desolation, and the lost world and the space of silence are not like its back garden. However, Sisi did not stop, and flew through the space with the Desolate Supreme at great speed.
In fact, the main thing is that the little guy completely relies on the instinct in the blood to control the skin of the way of time and space.
"Space Jump"
This is something that the Yuan-devouring beast can do when it is generally breastfeeding, and the length of the distance is a matter of fate, and the desolate supreme has also seen the bumps along the way. After about half a pillar of incense, a man and a beast finally fell out of the void.
"European ......"
Uncle Ru is also a little stunned, and sure enough, his physique can't keep up, and this roller coaster feeling is a bit unbearable.
"Vomiting ......"
What's even funnier is that Sisi, who is a foot long and looks like a cat, is actually lying on a stone and vomiting, and the Yuan-devouring beast is caught by the space jump, and Sisi is the only one!
"Where is this?"
Looking at it, the feeling between heaven and earth should still be in the Western God Domain.
Looking up at a building in the east, it should be a city.
"The Vatican?"
Looking at the name on the plaque of the castle tower, the absurd Wushang felt a little familiar. Of course, on the crape myrtle star, he himself has not been to the place where Buddhism originated in the Vatican.
The gates were unguarded, and there were no passers-by. There were only three or two people who came and went, all of them with thick beads around their necks.
When I went into the city again, I finally saw some familiar pictures. Although there are many monks dressed in Buddhism, there are still some warriors in ordinary clothes.
The best news to inquire about is the restaurant teahouse, and the most advanced news is the trading house. Somehow came to the land of the birdmen, and now needs a map.
"Orlan Trading Firm"
A castle of some size attracted the attention of the desolate, and there was nothing in the store except a pointed thing, about three feet long and of various colors.
"Welcome, sir, what do you need help with?"
Carrying the little cat Sisi, the absurd man met an old man with beads as soon as he entered the door. He was the owner, the waiter, and the janitor - Hraf.
"What is this?"
Aragator picked up a slender and sharp object on the side, with a hint of never-before-seen aura on it, as if it was unstoppable.
"Your Excellency, this is the fish sword on the Tianhe swordfish. ”
Although I was surprised that the absurdity didn't know this thing, the good literacy saw that the absurdity should not be short of money, so he naturally had to be polite.
"Tianhe?"
"Oh, the heavenly river is the one. ”
Hellaf patiently pointed to the river a hundred miles away from the window on the other side. It's dark, and there's no edge in sight.
"Your Excellency, your first visit to the Vatican, right?"
"Tianhe has no boundaries and is the patron saint of the world. There is only one creature in it, and that is this swordfish, which is a treasure for forging divine weapons. ”
"And how much is that?"
"The Ancient of the Fish Sword is divided into nine ranks, and this is the lowest level of the Fish Sword that only requires 100,000 Divine Coins. ”
The Wild Supreme Divine Power felt the fishing sword in his hand, and sure enough, the strength of this thing was extremely high. As long as it is refined a little, it is comparable to an ordinary immortal weapon, and this is only a first-level fish sword.
"I need a map. ”
The low level can't look down on it, those who are five or six levels can't afford it, and the desolate supreme touched his nose and said.
"Maps?"
"Yes, I want a map as big as possible. ”
The situation in the Western Divine Realm is absurd, that is, I know a little bit from the mouth of the old man Muhammad.
"Brush"
Hraf frowned, but he also casually pulled out a hide from within a garment.
"One Million Coins"
The difference between the Divine Coin and the Divine Stone is just the shape, and the absurdity is very generous to throw over a bag, only a lot more. Sure enough, the old guy accepted it beautifully, and enthusiastically introduced the highest specification of the fish sword in the store.
However, Huang Wusupreme is not interested in any fish sword, his Tianlong knife is crushing everything along the way, and he can't help any immortal artifact, so he naturally doesn't need new weapons.
I found an inn with a very Buddha nature decoration, and opened the map.
The animal skin is just made of a very low-level Warcraft, but there is a lot of content in it. Dense text and lines, while on the east side of the map is a wide black line blocking it, with text on the side.
"The god of the world uses the heavenly river to protect his people!"
It's a very simple sentence, but when you think about it, it's not easy. Could it be that the Tianhe was made by some heirloom god? Could it be the Eastern God Domain on the other side?
The cities on the map are marked with angels, but one black and one white should be the respective forces of the Dark Temple and the Holy See of Light.
To the west is a volcano, an immortal volcano, to the north is an ice field, and to the south is a mountain range and a forest that stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles.
"There is a chance that the other side of the Tianhe River is the Divine Realm, but since there is no relevant map, even if no one succeeds in crossing the river. ”
Huang Wushang felt that one head and two were big, and he knew very well how many catties and taels he had, but he still flew out of the city and in the direction of Tianhe.
"It's huge!"
When I came to the Tianhe, I really felt the size of the Tianhe, and the Divine Realm could see the distance of thousands of miles by eyesight, but the vision was all pitch-black river.
"!"
Aragator was about to tread water, but as soon as he stretched out one of his feet, he was dragged from behind.
"Your Excellency, be careful, the heavenly river will devour life. ”
Looking back, the strength of an old monk should be in the realm of knights, and his dry hands are pulling his clothes.
"If you want to enter the Heavenly River, you need special boats, otherwise the angels will all be swallowed up in the depths of hell. ”
Huang Wushang squatted down and prepared to pick up the river to take a look, but the mirror flower and water moon were generally empty. I picked up a piece of wood next to me and threw it in, only to see that the dry wood was pulled down by an irresistible force in an instant, and my divine consciousness followed closely. Hundreds, thousands, thousands...... , the river is bottomless!
The river is not a river, and the water is not water. An extremely peculiar existence, those distant ships were refined by the Vatican's eminent monks, and they could levitate above the heavenly river.
Huang Wushang shuddered, if the old monk hadn't stopped him just now, I am afraid that he would have been swallowed by the heavenly river to the terrifying unknown depths.
"Brush"
The old monk waved his hand, and a wooden boat was quietly suspended. If you look closely, you'll see that there are golden lines flashing at the bottom.
"Please!"
The old monk smiled and stepped on the wooden boat first, and the desolate supreme followed. There was no wind or pulp, and the two slowly drove towards the distance.
Huang Wusupreme didn't speak, and when he reached ten miles away from the riverbank, the old monk took out a tool similar to a fishing rod and threw it into the water.
Half an hour later, the fishing rod began to twist violently, and the old monk's hands flew with each other, and one by one runes similar to "swastikas" wrapped the fishing rod, and then the fishing line began to be recycled.
"Brush"
A slender fish is more than three feet long, its body is transparent, and its body is a fishing sword that Huang Wusupreme has seen before. It turns out that this is the origin of the fishing sword, but this is the third-level fishing sword......