It's coming......

Up to ten seconds.

Xiang Yu will definitely come.

His voice was full of anger and murderous intent: "Huang Quan, I can't think of it! I would never have imagined that there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to break into hell. Don't wait for the good sun, you dare to come to my territory. Your luck is too bad, if the rules of heaven and earth had not been chaotic in the past few months, and there were no cracks in the Infernal Hell, I would not have been able to escape. Now, give me death! Don't think that if you catch one of my sisters, you can blackmail me. Just a Xiang Ling'er, in my heart, how can I compare with Yu Ji? Die! I want you dead! No one in heaven or earth can save you, even if the blood-drinking Buddha is here, you will die without a place to be buried! ”

I'm going to it.

Lao Tzu also plans to pull Xiang Ling'er out to delay the time. Now it seems that it is not useful at all.

The thousand Immortal Venerables, the three Immortal Emperors, shouted wildly one by one, rushing towards me.

Next Olympics!

Yarn?

Didn't you say that Xiang Yu would take two days to arrive? It's only been a day, how did you come.

Stealth?

Don't be funny.

In the few minutes of stealth, even the Immortal Emperor couldn't dodge, let alone Xiang Yu's Immortal Emperor level.

What's more, we're invisible, and this teleportation altar is too big to disappear together. Anyone who comes in at random, as long as the altar is destroyed, and it is paralyzed, I will die.

Wishful Thinking......

Help the old ghost of Dongjun quickly arrange the formation.

I ran the Wishful Formula, transformed the mana madness into mental power, and poured it into the prayer pool.

The immortal power is exhausted, and the power of creation!

The power of creation is exhausted, the power of silence!

The power of silence was exhausted, and with a movement in my heart, I released Xiao Qiao and Yu'er, shouting: "Bai Jingjing, Xiao Qiao, Yu'er, quickly convey your immortal power to me." ”

The three girls didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly infused the fairy power into my body.

Little by little, the prayer fountain fills up.

However, several girls were also made out of gas, and the oil ran out, and the lamp was dry, and there was still a lot of difference.

I gritted my teeth fiercely, Made, the true element of my life, burn it to Lao Tzu!

Three drops of Li Feng's natal true essence were swallowed into my stomach and burned wildly. The terrifying immortal power is born.

The prayer fountain was finally filled.

I pointed at the forehead of the old ghost in Dongjun.

Between his eyebrows, the dark and simple small bowl, suddenly, the light brightened. The teleportation formation, which had originally taken at least an hour to arrange, suddenly burst into light. A stream of mysteries...... It can even be said that strange powers are circulating on it, and all kinds of laws of heaven and earth that I have never heard of before are blessed in it.

I reached out and grabbed Bai Jingjing, Yu'er, and Xiao Qiao onto the teleportation altar.

The old ghost of Dongjun was very powerful, jumped on the altar, quickly recited the incantation, pinched the handprint, and shouted, get up!

A jet-black light rose from above the altar to the sky!

At the same time, in the sky, a huge black sword slashed down.

I know this trick!

Open Heaven Sword Qi!

Xiang Ling'er used it before.

Ma De, Xiang Ling'er and Xiang Yu used it, they were also all heaven-opening sword qi, and the power was as if one was a small wave and the other was a tsunami that turned the sky.

Snort......

The sky was really split.

The void was like a rag, directly split into two parts.

A crack 100 meters wide and I don't know how many times long it spanned the sky.

Inside, there is a raging space-time turbulence, frantically shuttling and swallowing.

Groundbreaking......

This kind of power is indescribable.

The underworld is not the human world, and in the underworld, the rules are not as good as the heavenly realm, but the space barrier in the underworld can be said to be the strongest. Why? Because this is the prison of the Yin Soul, countless human beings, countless living planets, and all the living beings of the Three Realms and Six Realms will return to the Yin Cao after they die.

However, this time, Xiang Yu was able to crack the heavens and the earth.

Made!

Damn......

Thankfully, it's at this critical juncture. A few of us seemed to have stepped into a space-time tunnel, and the surrounding colorful turbulence was surging, shuttling all the way forward.

When we reappeared, the scene before us had changed.

It's no longer Luan's ghost town.

A wide and boundless river, flowing endlessly and surgingly.

It seems to flow from the beginning of time to eternity.

The river was muddy, dark red, and the smell of blood filled the mouth and nose.

The river bubbles and exudes a rich dead air.

This is the Lethe River!

This is the Yellow Spring Blood Water.

My eye-opening technique is to draw a trace of yellow spring blood to extinguish the yang fire on my body, and then I can see ghosts. I am all too familiar with the breath of the Lethe River.

It is rumored that at the end of Huangquan Road, there is a Lechuan River.

On the Lechuan River, there is a Nai Ho Bridge.

However, the bridge is right in front of you, and it is not the same as you imagined.

The bridge looks ordinary, cast in bluestone, quaint and mottled, covered with moss.

Today, it seems that there are no geists lining up to cross the Nai He Bridge, and when they look around, there is not even a single ghost shadow.

Those colleagues of the old ghost in Dongjun, Meng Po's slaves, none of them are there.

It was empty, and there was no one except the howling yin wind.

No!

On the bridge, there was an old woman. Her face was full of wrinkles, and the years had left a vicissitudes on her.

She was on a battered crutch, and she couldn't see any material, it was dark and black, just like a random pick in the mountains and forests.

The old woman's eyes were cloudy, like the water in the Lechuan River.

She stood motionless, standing at the head of the bridge, looking at the river in distraction.

When he arrived here, the old ghost of Dongjun suddenly got rid of Bai Jingjing's control, and knelt on the ground with a pop, trembling: "Master, the slave should die!" Minions deserve to die...... The minions were controlled by these men, and they were brought here......"

The hoarse and old voice sounded, Meng Po was still like a stubborn stone standing in the wind and rain for hundreds of millions of years, motionless, she sighed: "I don't blame you, go down, there is nothing for you here." ”

The old ghost of Dongjun kowtowed again and again, prostrate on the ground, and thanked him a thousand times: "Thank you master!" Thank you hosts! ”

The old ghost of Dongjun left.

There was a sudden silence all around.

Deathly silence!

Yu'er was so frightened that she couldn't help but tremble, and Xiao Qiao whispered to enter the mountains and rivers.

I nodded, and took the two of them in.

Bai Jingjing remained motionless and looked in the direction of Meng Po.

Long...... Long......

It's like it's been silent for a thousand years.

Meng Po finally spoke.

She turned around, leaning on crutches in one hand, leaning over, expressionless, one hand facing us, beckoning, beckoning, just like an old ghost in the mortal world, hooking the soul and asking for his life: "You're finally here!" ”

I frowned: "Mother-in-law knows I'm coming?" ”

Meng Po: "Do you have to ask this sentence in every life?" ”

Me: "Every life? ”

Meng Po: "The eighth generation is reincarnated. ”

Me: "This life, it seems a little different. I'm not here to reincarnate. ”

Meng Po: "I know, you are here to find something that changes your life, and you are ready." ”

She lifted her withered fingers and pointed at the railing.

On top of the railing, there were three boxes.

I came to find Meng Po Soup, how come there are three boxes?

(End of chapter)