Elder Li Ge interjected in a low voice: "What Elder Mo Yi said is very true, young master, Elder Night, it's better to be careful." ”

Ye Ling's long flowing hair was obedient behind his back, tilting his head slightly, his back against the dark wall, with a dangerous arc on his lips, and he spoke casually: "There is a reminder from Lao Ge, but if there are really countless monks buried in this place, then, we can't predict in advance what will happen, maybe it's a fierce beast, maybe it's a corpse puppet...... Who can say for sure? ”

"Be careful." It is not difficult to hear the meaning of concern in Yin Heng's cold voice.

Ye Ling looked at the young man beside him, dressed in elegant white clothes, noble and clean, like an immortal, his eyes couldn't help but soften for a moment, and he responded very lightly.

Immediately, Ye Ling's eyes were dark, and he looked at the dark river in front of him, and the river water was strange.

Ye Ling's red clothes flicked, a sharp golden needle broke through the air, and rushed to the dark river in an instant, the aura opened in the void like a water pattern, and the next second the golden needle sank directly into the dark river silently, without a trace of splash, and the silence was a little terrifying.

Elder Mo Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart, and his voice was low: "Elder Night, this dark river ......"

The two pavilion elders also looked ugly, and the palms in their sleeves were twisted fiercely, this river water is too weird, even the golden needles blessed by the aura can't fly to the riverbank, let alone these monks, no wonder this trip, the above arrangements are all Yuanying monks, and before they officially enter the ghost tomb, they have already damaged a Yuanying monk!

And the few Yuanying monks in the back were also gloomy, just afraid that this dark river would be difficult to cross!

Ye Ling's eyes moved, and his eyebrows raised lightly, this dark river was very similar to the weak water river in the legendary ghost world.

It is rumored that in the ghost world, the weak water river is very long, in the extreme south of the netherworld, at the source of the weak water river, there is a huge lake, and there is a stone tablet, which reads: Obtain the Golden Immortal Heavenly Dao Fruit, do not cross the three thousand weak water rivers!

Even cultivating into a golden immortal is difficult to cross the weak water river, you can imagine how terrible the energy contained in this river is, it is one of the two major rivers in the ghost world, and the other one with the same name is the Yellow Spring! It is rumored that if the feather falls into the weak water river, it will sink, which is a strange river with no buoyancy at all, and even sleeps people.

"It is rumored that there is weak water in the ghost world, and under the abyss, there is a three-thousand-mile river like an undersea river, which stretches endlessly. Coming from the depths of the Nine Shadows, to the sea of blood, so the three thousand miles of weak water on the river, the goose feathers do not float, and the creatures do not appear. And now this dark river, thinking about it, is the same, but it can't compare to the ghost world. Yin Heng said lightly, a white dress was swallowed up by the cold wind of the night, and under the light dyeing of the flowing water-like dark river, it was like a snow lotus blooming alone in the cold silence, quiet and elegant without causing dust.

The next moment, the white-clothed boy Yue Bai Leng flicked his sleeves lightly, and his distinct and clear fingers moved the strings of the Xuehua piano slightly, and the sound of the piano rang! With a cold and fierce spiritual power fluctuation, it attacked the dark river.

"Zheng ——!"

"Zheng ——!"

"Zheng ——!"

The cold piano sound echoed on the dark river, the dark river suddenly surged and rushed, the dark river that was silent and silent, a galloping suddenly exploded the pot, most of the dark river surface rolled into a pot of boiling water, the water waves rolled up, boiling, looking at the weak water river surface calm a wave rolled up, the water flow stirred out a strange thing!

Human heads and grimaces, resentful babies and ghosts, on the originally deep dark river, stirred up the endless dark river abyss, like ink, stumps and broken arms, rotting corpses and rotten flesh, ghosts and demons were all rolled out!

However, in an instant, when the dark river was turbulent, the entire dark river returned to a plain appearance in the blink of an eye, and there was no way to see what was hidden under the dark river.

Ye Ling's deep eyes faintly caught a smile, and he said lazily: "Yes, this dark river is not comparable to the weak water river, the feathers do not fall, the people and ghosts are not weak water rivers, there is no boat to cross, but I don't know if you found it when you came, if the dark river is not crossable, then ...... Why are there monk corpses on both sides of the river? ”

As soon as these words came out, except for Yin Heng, everyone's eyes lit up, why didn't they think of it? I only thought about how to cross the river and the difficulty of the dark river, but I never thought about where the corpses of the monks on the other side of the dark river came from? They must have crossed this dark river!

Ye Ling didn't pay any attention to the monk behind him, the spiritual power aura around his body was running rapidly, and when his wrist flipped, the stardust turned into a dagger, the cold light bloomed, and the roaring sword qi swept the air flow around the body into the sword body, and a bloodthirsty aura accompanied the lifting of the stardust dagger in his hand, and slashed towards the knotted wooden stake at the top of the dark river!

On the entire dark river, the only thing that is out of place is the knotted wooden stake at the top of the dark river! The dark river is about 100 feet wide! Bottomless, it is a shield of divine consciousness, if there is no borrowing power, wanting to cross this dark river is tantamount to a fool's dream!

"Peng Peng Peng ——!!" sweet potato

The stake fell the river, but this time, it never sank again.

Ye Ling slowly withdrew his hand, and looked at the Yuanying monk behind him with a smile: "What should I do, I don't need to emphasize it anymore, make a raft and cross the dark river!" ”

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Just when Ye Ling and the others were making a raft and wanted to cross the dark river, in the Central Empire, in the Tianji Building, Shangguan Lin was lying lazily on the couch on the top floor, without even opening his eyes: "Two sons, the hour is still early, the spiritual weapon of the Tianji Tower has not yet started business, go back and go back!" ”

Feng Yun's pair of narrow peach blossom eyes looked at the goods on the couch wickedly, a blue robe was scattered, the jade pendant on his waist hung down to one side, his face was covered with a book, and there was a black-clothed guard standing beside him.

"It seems that this second brother is in retreat, Shangguan Lin, you can live a rather leisurely life this day......"

Hearing this, the lying man moved, the book on his face slid down, Feng Yun glanced at it, and the small yellow picture painted on it made the corners of his mouth twitch.

Qingtian reads the little yellow book in the daytime, and only Shangguan Lin is the goods of this hanger, and he is not afraid of the old man at home breaking his leg!

Shangguan Lin shuddered, sat up, and looked directly at Feng Tong, who was dressed in purple in front of him, and was angry, gritted his teeth slightly, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I said Feng Tong, you can't see the master take a breath?" ”

Feng Yun squinted at him, unceremoniously found a chair to sit down, crossed Erlang's legs, and then said lazily: "If the second brother knows that you lost your sister-in-law, you don't have to gasp for breath." ”

Su Qing, who was in a green robe on the side, also smiled faintly, sat elegantly, and slowly tasted tea.

Shangguan Lin clasped his hands to his chest, and seemed to smile: "I said Feng Yun, my sister-in-law is obviously staying in the Yunxiao Sword Sect in a good manner, and you still want to frame me?" ”

Su Qingfeng put down the teacup lightly, and said slowly: "My sister-in-law is no longer in the Yunxiao Sword Sect, and the Valley of Time and Space has already sent more people to find it." ”

Feng Tong also smiled with a bewitching face: "The Royal Beast Valley has also sent more people to find it, Shangguan Lin, you just wait for the second brother to pick your skin!" ”

"What?!" Shangguan Lin wanted to cry without tears, his scalp was numb for a while, and he instantly felt a little dizzy, and lost his sister-in-law, the second brother would really chop him and crush him! Cneaded into slag!!

He's really bleeding mold! A few days ago, I broke the old man's favorite set of golden spirit teacups, and was chased by the old man and jumped up and down, and received a lot of whips, and now there are marks on my body, why is my sister-in-law missing again at this time??!! It's going to die!

Shangguan Lin came to Su Qing's side pitifully, looked at Su Qing with a blank eye, and then looked at Feng Wei: "Xiao Qing, Xiao Xiao, they are both fallen people at the end of the world, why don't you support them together?" You have so many eyes, think of a way! ”

Feng Tong felt a bad chill, and he couldn't bear to pick him up and throw him aside like garbage: "Get away!" ”

Shangguan Lin looked at Su Qing sadly, with tears in his eyes: "Xiao Qing!" If you don't help me, my second brother might really make me into a meat muffin!! ”

Su glanced at him lightly, noncommittal, but said noncommittally: "Tianjilou's profit for a year is fifty percent." ”

Shangguan Lin looked at Su Qingfeng's indifferent appearance, his little heart trembled, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at him: "Black-hearted ghost!" Do you know what the profit of Tianjilou is in a year? You lion has his mouth wide open!! ”

Feng Yun's pair of peach-blossom eyes had a demonic glow, gloating: "I said Shangguan, if Su Qing didn't know what your Tianji Tower's profit was in a year, he wouldn't say this." ”

Shangguan Lin simply felt that his heart had been hit by 10,000 critical points, Tianji Tower was an industry under the name of Organ Valley, but it was the result of his own operation over the years, the Organ Spirit Weapon of Tianji Tower has always been sought after by the monks of the Star Continent, and the profits are naturally thick and terrifying!

Tianji Tower's one-year profit is enough to support the operation and cultivation expenses of dozens of small families!