Wu Chen looked around and looked at the surrounding environment curiously.

The little girl Yue naturally didn't have too much malice, but she just added a little medicine to the so-called sacrificial pastries that could embarrass Wu Chen.

Although Wu Chen finally helped the little girl Yue eliminate the residual medicinal power by force, Yue obviously did not intend to forgive Wu Chen.

At least not yet.

The first time he saw the black waters, Wu Chen used his divine sense to explore them, but found that no matter how his divine sense moved, he couldn't explore the waters.

And the little girl was angry, but she still led Wu Chen to the place where the tooth clan was.

It is also the bottom of the water.

Beneath the black waters is the gateway to another dimension, just like the Inner and Outer Lakes, and there is only one heaven and earth under the waters.

Wu Chen, who was unhurriedly following the little girl, couldn't help but feel a little emotional, but he didn't expect that he was still a little blind in the space of the Demon Realm Secret Realm, just like the Xuanhu Secret Realm has an extraordinary origin, and how can it be simple to create a tooth clan in the black waters in front of him?

Sure enough, the ethnic groups that can survive for thousands of years will more or less accumulate some heritage, and the Tooth Clan can survive the changes in the Demon Domain.

The water opens naturally and invisibly, forming a long and narrow passage to the bottom of the water.

Wu Chen saw a milky white bead the size of a thumb cover on the wrist of the little girl, blooming with a white soft light, and thought that the strange shape of this black water could not be pushed against it.

Probably wanted to be like a mysterious weapon to avoid water beads, but there was a trace of strange power in the milky white beads on the little girl's wrist, and this strange power was the main reason for the black water avoidance.

"Belief in divine power?" Wu Chen, who was following behind, muttered quietly.

It's not that I haven't seen the milky white beads similar to those worn on Yue's wrist in the Demon Domain space before, but the milky white beads I saw at that time always felt that there were shortcomings, and I couldn't think of them for a while, and Wu Chen, who was in a hurry to leave at that time, didn't delve too deeply into them.

Now I finally understand what is missing, and it is the power of faith.

Xuan Xiu can refine the Xuan Power from the spiritual power for cultivation, Wu Xiu can refine the martial force from the Xuan Power, and the ordinary Meizu can absorb the spiritual soul of the monk and turn it into charm to increase the realm, and there are some special races.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the era before the Age of the Nine Ancestors was a special era known as the Age of the Gods, when the laws of the Heavenly Dao were not perfect, and the monks who reached this realm through cultivation were called gods.

The descendants of the "gods" can then obtain the power of the gods, that is, the power of faith, through sacrifices.

The last god disappeared, and the various gods who had dominated the ten thousand years were as silent as the martial arts cultivation era in the past, but the power of faith was still intermittently circulating, but it was not as good as before.

Wu Chen suddenly remembered the fist-sized bead he had sent out, which was picked up at the bottom of the Multiple Shadow Waters and also shone with milky white light

With a thought in his heart, he used his divine sense to probe the bead that pressed himself in the sea space and couldn't straighten his neck for a long time, and it should have been bright all the time but suddenly dimmed.

The bead was still gray, inconspicuously still, and only Wu Chen knew how extraordinary this seemingly ordinary bead should be.

He was about to withdraw his divine consciousness from the sea of knowledge space, but he was shocked in vain, and the handful of blood soil that he had picked up and sold in the auction of the Heavenly Dao Tower had changed to the center of the sea of knowledge space by itself at this time, and it was piled up into a small dirt bag.

And the most peculiar thing is that there is a black wooden stick with the thickness of a little thumb inserted on top of the small earthen bag.

The thin short wooden stick that was more than an inch was obtained by Wu Chen in the Demon Domain space, after suffering under a burning black tree at the entrance of a strange and dilapidated small temple in the Demon God Temple.

I wanted to do it, but whenever I had free time, I studied it and didn't expect it, but I threw it in my mind early and didn't remember it.

Or maybe this small wooden stick has some special power that allows you to actively forget its existence.

For a while, Wu Chen couldn't stop being surprised, it stands to reason that every move in his sea space will be noticed even if it is the slightest abnormality, but at the moment it is particularly strange.

On closer inspection, it is a situation that Wu Chen can't think of even if he breaks his head.

Stuck on top of a small wooden stick in the bloody loam mound, something the size of an ordinary grain of rice protruded.

It's like a small bud that is about to bloom, and the new branches and leaves that will be soothed are just small grains on top of the black stick, and some are wilted, like malnutrition.

Not even the imitation of the blood soil of the sibling soil could meet the needs of this small piece of stick.

Wu Chen shook his head lightly, and said proudly, he couldn't afford to raise it.

But how many monks want to raise it but can't?

"Hey, what are you talking about, you big badass, are you trying to tease this girl again?"

The little girl in front of her with her hands crossed muttered, and cautiously turned back to Wu Chen and yelled.

Apparently there are still lingering palpitations.

"It's time to arrive. ”

The little girl turned around, and it was indeed under the water.

There was nothing in front of him, just a wall of black water.

Half-raised, the right hand with the milky bead bracelet was quietly lowered again.

Turning around, there was a rare righteous and solemn speech, "Hey Wu Chen, the front is it, as long as you pass through this water wall, you can see the new home of our tooth clan." ”

After speaking, he opened his body slightly sideways and moved out of the way, obviously letting Wu Chen go in first.

After a long time, Wu Chen didn't move, and Yue's confidence gradually weakened a little, but he didn't turn back from the bow, gritted his teeth, and continued to dissuade: "Why don't you go in yet?" Don't think I'm lying to you, I'm afraid that if I go first, this holy road will suddenly disappear, that is, the road under our feet, and you won't be finished at that time!"

The last sentence is full of confidence, after all, what the little girl said is true.

Wu Chen ignored the little girl, and instead looked up at the water wall on the left.

The divine sense was still completely blocked, and he couldn't spy on half of it, but Wu Chen stared at it, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was facing a great enemy.

There is a lingering sense of crisis in my heart, and these sense of crisis come from behind the water wall.

There are not many cases where this kind of perception occurs, but every time it is a matter of life and death.

When I first explored the Xuanhu Lake in the depths of the Heavenly Dao Courtyard at night, once in the vertical pupil space of the statue of the Demon Temple in the secret realm of the Demon Domain, I found the gray-robed old man who couldn't see his cultivation at the top of the canopy, and it was another time in front of me.

Although he couldn't be sure what kind of existence might exist behind the water wall, Wu Chen could faintly feel that the other party must be watching him from a corner at this time.

Perhaps, behind the wall of water that is only a meter away in front of you.