The passage is not very long, and although it is dark, you can clearly see the light ahead.

At this time, Jiang Chen can be said to have tried his best to escape, only by living can he take revenge, and only by living can he wash away his shame.

"Boom!"

But in front of the old man's peak cultivation and holy soldiers, everything seemed so pale and fragile, the old man's big handprint slapped out and fell on Jiang Chen's body, and he could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking, and flew out in an instant, drawing far on the ground, blood splashed all over the ground, and he almost fell off the cliff.

Under the cliff is the turbulent river, but it is full of unpredictable mystery, it is impossible to see the depth, the white mist blocks the exploration of divine thoughts, but it does not feel any aura fluctuations on the rising white mist, but there is a kind of silent power, and there is still a small boat floating above, like a kind of connection.

It was the gravel that had just fallen because of him, and the master was immediately melted, turned into powder, and then completely disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Chen was slapped away with a palm, and the bones of his whole body were broken for an unknown amount, he glanced at the boat floating in the river, and lost his mind for a while, which was really the same as the boat he saw in the Demon Emperor's tomb.

But at the moment, he couldn't think too much, his own life was on the verge of death, the old man glanced at Jiang Chen and said: "Little rabbit, you should run!

"As far as the big demon you are counting on, you see, right? This Qin Emperor's tomb has a natural suppression of them. The old man looked back at the dark cave behind him.

Thousands of black lights really rose in the cave, and the runes were densely covered on the stone walls and clearly visible, the Dao rhyme was long, and each rune was like a divine net intertwined in the void, besieging the demons.

Jiang Chen looked at the old man coldly and let out a sneer, he didn't expect that there are no absolutes in the world, what should come will still happen, and he can't escape, maybe this is fate.

"The kid sends you a word, the strong cannot be violated, and the fate is irreversible. The old man looked at Jiang Chen and said.

"Haha, what a good one, the strong cannot be violated, and the fate is irreversible. ”

"What is a strong man? Is it the so-called oppression? What is fate? Sometimes there must be in life? Is there no time in life to force it?"

"I, Jiang Chen, don't believe in the sky, don't believe in fate, I only believe in myself, I am humiliated by you today, if you don't die, I want you to pay a hundred times the price. ”

Jiang Chen's words fell, and he jumped down and fell into the river, and his echo still floated in this vast canyon, an unwilling emotion.

He was also gambling, he remembered the scene of the blood pool at that time, and he could only fight once, it was better than falling into the hands of the old man, and at the same time he could only pray for the gray and mysterious beads in the sea.

"It's really ignorant, how can the weak water, one of the divine waters of heaven and earth, be able to compete with mortal strength, and you will die if you touch it, but it's a pity, that broken sword. The old man sighed and shook his head, and also jumped down and fell on the drifting ship.

Just when the old man jumped down, the figure of the Bull Demon King appeared on the cliff, and he didn't pursue it any further, and his deep eyes were vast and boundless, as if he wanted to see through this world.

After a long time, I couldn't hear a beast's roar, only the Bull Demon King spoke: "Today's cause, the future day's effect, the past life's cause, the present life's effect." Hey......"

A long sigh was long, and after a while he sighed again: "Little brother is really a young man's life! Since you have saved the deity, the deity will avenge you! It's a pity that you haven't even left some benefits for the old cow, it's really a big loss, little brother go with peace of mind! I will burn paper for my little brother at this time in the coming year." ”

At the moment when Jiang Chen decided to gamble in his heart, he felt the breath of death, and a lot of thoughts flashed through him, including panic, fear, unwillingness, and regret.

Just when he thought he was going to die, the silent bead in his eyebrows finally stopped calming, exuding a hazy chaotic aura that enveloped Jiang Chen, and the suffocating aura made him completely unconscious, not to mention what happened.

From the moment he came into contact with the weak water, all the strange treasures and spirit stones on his body turned into ashes, only the broken sword was firmly grasped by him in his hand without any influence, and the gray beads came out of his sea of consciousness and formed a light curtain on his chest, even the weak water could not invade.

As the water drifted farther and farther, he didn't know where he was going, only a gray ball of light carried him deeper and deeper.

The weak water is bottomless, Jiang Chen has been floating downward, there is nothing in the weak water, only a gloom, that is, not even a stone, not a single water grass, only eternal loneliness.

There was only a gray ball of light, as if it had become eternal, and even the fire spirit bead on his body emitted a faint light of fire, illuminating the darkness and dispelling the gloom.

At the moment when the fire spirit bead illuminated, everything in the weak water river seemed clearer, there was nothing in the water, but there was a white figure floating out of it, it was very terrifying, if Jiang Chen woke up, he would definitely be half scared to death.

The white figures, like living beings, and like an unknown spiritual creature, do not feel any fluctuations in them, but can feel a will.

They seem to be crying, they seem to be laughing, there are melancholy, there are unwillingness, there are anger, there is hatred, there is murder, all kinds of different emotions are transmitted.

However, when they wandered to Jiang Chen's side, all emotions disappeared, only the emotions of obsession and dependence made people feel cordial, but all this was not something that Jiang Chen could feel.

At this time, he seemed to have a very long dream, the world in the dream is very beautiful, in the clouds, accompanied by Caixia, cranes flying, blue water Qionglou.

The beautiful fairy mountains are one after another, all surrounded by clouds and mist, full of aura, gathering into water mist, and some are even hanging obliquely with waterfalls, the glow is colorful, the rhyme flows, and the divine chain is densely spread in the void.

This is like a pure land of immortals, there is no disturbance, only eternal peace, the aura is into the sun, and there is a green old tree that reaches the sky, the branches are luxuriant, the spirit vine is entangled, emitting a shimmering brilliance, and the spirit bird perches on it.

Under the old tree that covers the sky and the sun, it is full of flowers, the leaves are crystal clear, the flowers spit out the fog, the fragrance of the flowers is lingering, and it is intoxicating.

There is also a long river running through the distance, colorful and colorful, circulating in the clouds, rippling and rich aura, the clouds are steaming, among which there are more red fish jumping in it, shuttling in the clouds, it is very pleasant.

Jiang Chen's eyes were in a trance, and he was in it, watching the wind and clouds, looking at the posture of the mountains and rivers, everything seemed so comfortable.

The beautiful scene made him linger: "Am I dead and come to heaven?" Jiang Chen muttered to himself.

But after a long time no one responded, the wind would still blow, and the clouds would still stay in front of him.

Jiang Chen pinched himself and couldn't feel the pain anymore, even his figure was blurry, he could float with the wind every step he took, and the white clouds under his feet could also carry him.

He leaned on the white clouds, looking at this strange sky and unfamiliar environment, which made him think a lot: "Am I just dead?"

He sighed lightly and felt a lot, he had too many things to do, and he left too much helplessness and too many regrets.

"Drunkenness is a dream in life, and you don't know it in or out of your dreams. Jiang Chen sighed softly, "Life is like a dream, only death is so clear." ”

In his mind, he conjured up scenes of what he had experienced, which made him ponder, intoxicated, regretful, and hateful.

However, it was then that he saw a scene that shocked him.