Crash

The blood-colored viscous magma wriggled for a while, and the sea of magma in front of it changed.

It was so sudden!

A big river roared ahead, the waves rolled, and the rapids were unstoppable.

The thunderous sound turned out to be the sound of the roaring river, but it was all so strange that I had never heard the sound of the river rushing until it was close to a certain distance, and the rumbling sound suddenly came to my ears.

"Oh, the stick is on top, there's something wrong here!" Hate Tianlow turned into a black crow, standing on the shoulder of Han Bing, a small paw as black as ink, grabbed a lock of Han Bing's hair, and it could be seen that Hate Tian Low was very nervous.

Everyone held their breath with their fists, clenching the weapon in their hands, and the spiritual power in their bodies rippled, as if they were ready to come out of their bodies at any time.

Ye Xichen's eyes narrowed slightly, here, he felt that the soul power of his Heavenly Realm was suppressed, and an incomparable coercion made his soul throb.

"It's really evil!" Han Bing had already begun to concentrate on his full vigilance, and the divine magnet in his hand kept waving, laying down several defensive formations, and at the same time, the light in his eyes surged, and his fiery eyes were used to the extreme, wanting to see the essence of the rushing river.

He slowly took a few steps back, and the loud roar of the river suddenly disappeared, and he once again experienced the silent silence, and saw the blood-colored magma sea again. However, when he took another step, a loud noise suddenly crept into his ears again.

It all seems so incredible that it's hard to explain.

"Could it be that there is a strange space ahead, similar to a secret realm?" Han Bing asked: "But no matter how you look at it, if it is really a strange space, how can there be such an open entrance to the secret realm, it is completely like a contiguous heaven and earth!"

When Han Bing tried to approach the rushing and roaring river, he felt dizzy, the river was yellow, and there was an evil aura that made people involuntarily disgusted.

A stone tablet stands on the yellow river embankment, and the two ancient vicissitudes of the font on the huge stone tablet are particularly eye-catching: Yellow Spring!

Some ancient patterns can be faintly seen on the stele. Looking at the wind and frost engraved on it, it is conceivable that it must have experienced endless years.

"Is it the Yellow Spring again? Where is the Yellow Spring going? What is the secret of the Yellow Spring?" Han Bing was very frightened.

It's just that this is the depths of the Taishang Forbidden Land, even if it is wonderful, there should not be a yellow spring leading to the realm of death.

However, the eye-catching two big characters really had to surprise Hanbing. Of course, what shocked him the most was the chill represented by the word "Yellow Spring", as a cultivator, he naturally knew some legends, and of course he understood the meaning of "Yellow Spring".

The rolling and roaring yellow river exuded endless dead air, making him feel that the word Huangquan really lived up to its name. Fortunately, he looked around and didn't find the bridge.

Seeing that there was nothing terrible nearby, he immediately flew into the air and said with doubts: "Hey, it's strange, there are no fish in the river, no birds in the forest, oh, no, there are birds, look, they are rushing here." ”

"Damn, Bai Yunfei, why are you taking a crow with you if you have nothing to do?" The people of Huangquan Pavilion shouted.

"It's really a crow's mouth, what to say. Ye Xichen also did not give Hanbing a good face, in his opinion, the so-called heaven is a legend, and the cloud and mist fairyland is ethereal, like a flower in a mirror, and a moon in the water.

At this moment, the piercing sound of flapping wings sounded in the nearby woods, and a large flock of birds and finches covered the sky like a large number of birds.

However, this kind of bird is really frightening, although it is only the size of a palm, but its appearance is extremely peculiar, and it is even a wolf-headed finch, I really don't know if they are classified as birds or beasts.

Facing the dense and boundless wolf-headed birds, Han Bing said loudly: "Everyone be careful, these little monsters look extremely ferocious, although your cultivation is high, but it seems that they don't seem to buy it, because they are monsters in the God Realm, and the lowest cultivation is also in the Spirit God Realm." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt like the end of the world, feeling that their eyes were dark, they couldn't see the future, and some people even wanted to turn back and escape from the forbidden land.

The moment he looked back, he found that the way he had come had disappeared, and a thick gray mist covered the void.

The wolf-headed monster birds, all with blood-red eyes, fangs exposed, glowing with a cold light, the most terrifying thing is that when approaching here, every monster bird began to spit out ice spikes, these guys turned out to be mutated monsters!

However, Han Bing had a strange feeling, he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of life in these wolf-headed monster birds, he felt that these strange birds were like dead things.

"It's unimaginable, did you really break into the Netherworld?"

"Roar......" The sky hated the sky and roared in a low voice, and the rolling sound wave suddenly exploded a large number of flying strange birds, blood mist filled the air, and minced flesh kept falling.

Ye Xichen was a little flustered, he felt that these monsters had no soul fluctuations, like walking corpses, and soul attacks were useless to them.

Immediately, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Xichen's mouth, and he shouted: "Quick, everyone set fire to them, the real fire turned into spiritual power is the nemesis of these cold-blooded monsters." ”

For a while, everyone's spiritual power rippled, and the flames rose instantly. For the masters present, making a fire is really pediatric.

Suddenly, the heat wave above the sky was scorching, and the endless fire burned half of the air red, and thousands of wolf-headed monster birds were directly burned into ashes in the air.

It only lasted five minutes, and all the strange birds were completely wiped out.

Han Bing used the formation to capture two wolf-headed monster birds, controlled them in the palm of his hand and carefully observed, and found that they did not have the slightest life fluctuation, their eyes were dull, and their movements were dull, like legendary zombies.

As a result, he had to look at the tall and gloomy stone tablet again, and now he felt that the word "Yellow Spring" was even more dazzling.

The galloping and roaring Huangquan was deafening, blocking the way of the Han soldiers, and everyone wanted to fly directly over, but at this moment, the hated Tianlow who rushed to the front suddenly shouted: "Woo...... It's killing your uncle!"

It flew back upside down, as if encountering a great resistance, and kept rubbing a black face with its wings, obviously it was bored, and a black face seemed to have hit something hard.

"The world is as black as a crow, hey, what are you rubbing? And there is no blood! You just keep your crow's mouth shut. Ye Xichen smiled.

"Damn! there's a ban above the river. Carrying the black stick that the Sky Breaking Spear had turned into, he rushed forward again, smashing into the void with all his might.

"Dang!"

A shrill metallic trill, the ear drum buzzed.

Hate Tianlu was directly blasted back, and an invisible energy made its fierce blow completely useless.

"Don't be reckless. Han Bing stopped the hatred of the sky that was almost crazy, he let out a soft energy, and sensed a huge force field, and the river was like an invisible iron wall, blocking their way.

"If there is a prohibition, what a great force! Boy, what kind of formation is this? Or, let's walk along the river and see if we can pass through the other places. ”

In this way, a group of people with a heavy heart walked slowly along the Huangquan embankment in the direction of the upper reaches, and walked forward more and more.

The way had been cut off, and everyone felt that the gray mist seemed to be more terrible than the Yellow Spring.

At this moment, everyone can only move forward.

The more intense the dead air emanates from the yellow river, the more disgusting it feels.

At the same time, the sun in the sky seems to have lost its vitality, although it is still bright at the moment, but it can no longer feel a trace of heat, and the cold near the Huangquan embankment is biting, it is obviously a hot summer, but it is as cold as a harsh winter.

"Oh, look, look. There's a bridge ahead, and now we're able to cross the river. Hate Tianlu shouted excitedly.

Hanbing's scalp was numb for a while, but he didn't expect to see a bridge in the end.

The yellow mist shrouded the front, and a long white and dazzling bridge crossed the river, and there seemed to be a series of humanoid shadows floating on the white long bridge.

Han Bing's expression was a little complicated, did he still want to move forward? This forbidden land was too evil, full of variables, and it was difficult to predict. If he moved forward, he might really step into the Dead Realm step by step, but if he retreated now, he was a little unwilling.

"The chaotic reincarnation has been crossed, what kind of bridge is this, and how can I endure it?" Han Bing laughed.

"Reincarnation? I said, Bai Yunfei, can you not pretend?" Ye Xichen showed a look of disdain.

"Could it be that this is the border between the real world and the world of death?"

Ignoring Ye Xichen, Hanbing hesitated for a moment, and finally strode forward again.

Not unexpectedly, the snow-white and dazzling long bridge, there is a tall stone monument at the head of the bridge, with three big characters on it: Nai He Bridge!

The blood-colored font is particularly glaring, and it transmits the sound of death to people.

Now that it is closer, it can finally be seen clearly, the long white bridge is actually made of snow-white bones, and there are indeed several extremely vicious shadows floating on the bridge deck.

Forward, or backward? It seems that there is no choice, since we have come to the front, we can only move forward!

"Oh, the stick is on top, we really don't seem to have a loop. Hate Tianlu exclaimed.

It seems that in order to agree to the words of hatred for the sky, a few demon shadows on the bridge let out bursts of terrible howls, which made people's scalps feel numb, this ...... It's really the sound of death in the underworld!

The river water, as yellow as corpse water, roared in bursts. Han Bing looked in the direction pointed by the little black paw of the hated sky, only to see that the distance was misty, the long river had disappeared, and not far away, there was a cliff, and the river had turned into a huge waterfall, straight down three thousand feet.

"How is this possible? Hallucination?" Han Bing was a little unconvinced, because with his instinctive intuition, he sensed that the cliff and waterfall were actually real!

This made Han Bing feel a little surprised, the landscape had changed drastically, and now if he retreated, he was afraid that he would also turn into a new scene. At the moment, there seemed to be no way back, could it be said that there was only one way forward? He sighed that this was really a strange place!

If this is man-made, it will be even more terrifying, how big a stroke does this have to be? Blinding the heavens? Shielding everyone's minds?

"Damn, crow, you can't just shut the crow's mouth?" Ye Xichen stared at the several demon shadows on the Nai He Bridge, with a serious expression on guard.

The long bridge made of white bones is snow-white and dazzling, and the complete skull, broken sternum, thick humerus, and small hand bones can be seen on the flat bridge deck...... It's shocking!

"Where is the grandmother who sells soup, why hasn't she appeared yet?" Hate Tianlu twisted his head, and a pair of bright eyes looked around.

"Buzz ......"

The void shook, as if in response to the hatred of the sky.

An old woman, on crutches, staggered step by step, and walked out slowly!