Feng Ming arrived at the river, stood there, looked at the peaceful Styx River in front of him, and did not move for a long time. The voice of bewitchment seemed to come from the Nine Hells, with boundless temptation, reverberating in his divine sea, trying to control his consciousness and make him lose himself.

This time Feng Ming was on guard, holding Yuan Shouyi, sticking to the Shenhai, although the Shenhai was floating and rolling, Feng Ming was still sober.

The black qi and black water of the Netherworld River will pollute the divine consciousness and body, but now Feng Ming knows that the "Doll Golden Light Fish" can understand this filthy qi, which is no longer a problem for Feng Ming to cross the river, so the difficulty of crossing the river is to deal with the rage of the Netherworld.

The Styx is divided into periods of tranquility and rage. As long as it doesn't alarm it, it will remain tranquil all the time. Which of them are the elements that touch the rage of the Styx?

What about the middle of the river?

......

Feng Ming knew that he had to risk himself to find the answer.

Seeing Feng Ming standing there motionless, Kongkong and the others thought that something had happened to him, so they rushed over to rescue him.

"Don't move! Believe him! The comment given to him by the Martial King Dangshi Bang and the Martial King Wanshi Bang 'Uncrowned King, Peerless Elegance', he really deserves it!" Lin Feng stopped the empty air.

"Brother Lin Feng's words are exactly what I want, I have never admired Qiu Hai before I met him, but with the deepening of my relationship with Brother Qiu Hai, I admire him so much. Vulcan said.

"Whatever he does, in a word, believe him. If even he can't cross the Styx, then this Styx is where we are buried. Yuying also showed admiration.

Kongkong and the others listened to the words of the three people, and there was an uproar in their hearts, these three people were all amazing and glamorous, especially the fire god son was even more unruly, and his eyes were above the top, but the three of them had a high evaluation of Qiu Hai, which was unprecedented, and faintly revealed admiration and convincing.

Everyone looked at the figure that had not moved by the river for a long time, and they were full of emotion......

Suddenly, the figure vanished, and then reappeared where it had stood, and then, the river Styx became furious, and black air and black water washed over the figure, but the figure stood like a mountain.

"Hurry, hurry, too fast!"

"What kind of speed is this?"

"It's so fast, it's so fast that it's like it's not moving at all, it's actually moving!"

Bursts of exclamations continued......

"The eyes can't keep up with that speed, use your divine sense to see if you can keep up, this speed, I sigh to myself!" said Kongkong with emotion.

The figure vanished again and again, then back again, each time causing the Styx to rage.

Everyone looked at the figure with their divine senses, but they could still only see a vague figure scurrying into the Styx River again and again, and then back. The hearts of the people were horrified, this speed has exceeded the speed of divine sense visitation, this speed has exceeded the scope of everyone's cognition.

Everyone was shocked and showed joy and anticipation.

Feng Ming stepped into the Netherworld River again, this time slowly, so slow that everyone could clearly see his every movement and every step. Feng Ming's figure slowly moved towards the center of the Netherworld. Everyone's hearts pounded with the movement of the figure.

Everyone prayed in their hearts: Don't alarm the Styx! Don't alarm the Styx......

As time passed, the River Styx remained quiet, and the people on the banks looked at each other with ecstatic expressions on their faces: they had found a way to cross the river.

Everyone clenched their fists, the joints made a "snapping" sound, the palms oozed sweat, sticky, wet, the heart thumped, and the words "don't have an accident" were chanted in their mouths.

Wind Ming travels through the Styx, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes dodging continuously, sometimes backwards, and then moving forward......

Feng Ming had tried dozens of times by the river before, in order to find a way not to alarm the Netherworld. He used his speed to walk everywhere along the river, and he finally found a pattern.

The corpses in the Netherworld River are all over the place, drifting down the river, most of the corpses cannot be touched, and once touched, the corpses will attack, thus causing the madness of the entire Netherworld. But there is a kind of corpse that can be trampled on, and that is the kind of corpse that is highly decomposed, and seems to be about to dissipate, and this kind of corpse will dissipate into the black water even once trampled on.

In addition, some of the black water exposed in the gap between the corpses could be trampled on, and some could not be trampled: the pitch-black one could be trampled, but the slightly mottled color could not be trampled, and once it stepped on it, it would trigger the attack of the corpses in between, thus touching the entire Styx.

Feng Ming's figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight and consciousness, and everyone chanted words and prayed for Feng Ming.

At this time, Feng Ming felt more and more pressure, although he found a way to move forward, but after entering the depths of the river, the black qi became thicker and thicker, almost turning into substance, and the corrosion of his body and divine consciousness became stronger and stronger.

Feng Ming jumped above the river, and he wanted to see if the pressure in the high altitude was less. But this road is not passable, as soon as the body reaches a high place, a huge pulling force pulls his body down, the higher he goes, the stronger the force, only walking close to the river, the pulling force will disappear.

He also tried to protect his body by turning the true yuan into a suit, but after trying it, he was startled, as soon as the true yuan clothes were sacrificed, the black gas around them swarmed like flies chasing the smell, and the true yuan clothes were corroded in a moment. This situation let Feng Ming know that no matter how much True Yuan there is, it will not help, the stronger the True Yuan sacrificed, the more black gas will come around, and the faster the True Yuan is transported, the faster the black gas will corrode.

Feng Ming's attempt this time was purely to make trouble for himself, after the black qi corroded the true yuan clothes, it frantically destroyed his body and divine sense, forcing him to swallow a piece of "Doll Golden Light Fish" meat to save the emergency.

Feng Ming walked forward cautiously, and it was pitch black all around. He had to use his divine sense to explore the way forward, but the black qi of the Netherworld River and the divine consciousness released by the black water were more corrosive, and it seemed that there was a devouring power in the corrosion.

Feng Ming's divine consciousness was rapidly consumed, and he swallowed a few pills of the "Restoration Divine Pill", but it was a drop in the bucket, meaningless, and the bewitching voice was getting stronger and stronger, and Feng Ming had to pull people into the black water all the time.

Feng Ming is in a dilemma. If you retreat, you will surely die, and if you do not cross this river, when the time comes, everything will disappear, and if you advance, you will surely die, or you will die after your consciousness is exhausted.

Looking at the darkness in front of him, Feng Ming gritted his teeth and rushed forward with his life, once he retreated, he was afraid, and the hope of crossing the river was even slimmer.

As time passed, Feng Ming's state became worse and worse, and he only relied on a strong consciousness to mechanically find a place to stay......

Feng Ming's mind kept reciting two words: ......Persistence!

The people on the shore looked at the Styx River and felt that the days were like years, and no one knew what happened to Qiu Hai.

The River Styx quietly, quietly......

After a while, the Netherworld was still quiet, quiet......

After a while, the River Styx was still, quietly......

But the heart of the man on the shore is difficult to calm down, and the heart is beating "thump", and as time goes by, the heart seems to jump out of the chest......

"Poof!"

Maybe the injury has not healed, or maybe the pressure is too great, and blood gushes out of the mouth of a young hero.

"Bang bang bang!"

At the same time as the blood was spilling, there was an earth-shattering sound in the Netherworld, and in an instant, the entire Netherworld River was frantically stirring, and there was a big chaos.

"Something's wrong!"

"Qiu Hai has an accident!"

"It's over!"

......

Dao Dao wailed out, and their faces turned dead and gray, and a wave of sadness spread......

The scene in the Styx River was like a sharp knife plunged into everyone's heart, and some people's mouths spurted blood.

Despair, despair, despair......

Feng Ming was also in despair at this time.

When Feng Ming felt that it was difficult to persevere, a strange scene appeared in front of him: he saw a huge flower appear in front of him, the flower was bright, magnificent, bewitching, and charming......

There is no flower in the world that can compare to her, she is like a god of flowers, piercing through this boundless darkness and shining brightly;

She is charming and delicate, and forms a strong contrast with the horrors around her;

She is like an angel, dancing alone among the demons.

In this eerie and desperate Netherworld, her appearance made Feng Ming desperately rush into her arms.

Feng Ming's movements alarmed the corpses in the river, and the entire Netherworld River woke up in an instant, and the boundless black gas and black water surged wildly, wanting to crush Feng Ming, and thousands of bewitching sounds hovered in the Shenhai, wanting to drag Feng Ming into the river, and thousands of corpses pounced on Feng Ming with teeth and claws, wanting to tear him apart.

Feng Ming fought back frantically, and the entire Styx River was in chaos.

The black gas in the entire river frantically surged towards Feng Ming, and the black gas rolled straight up to nine days; the monstrous black water pressed towards Feng Ming with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth; tens of thousands of corpses turned into ghosts, densely packed like locusts and overwhelming the earth; the voice of "return my life" turned into a life-urging charm, penetrating into the mind.

The people on the shore had to retreat frantically, and the entire Netherworld River surged wildly, and the sound of the river made a "click, click" sound, and then collapsed, and the black water and black gas rolled outward, destroying everything.

The people on the shore tried their best to escape, but the urging sound pressed into their ears and into their consciousness, making some of them slow down, and they were quickly swept into it by the black gas and black water, and disappeared without a trace.

When the rest fled to safety, their faces turned pale, their hearts pounding, and some of them wept.

In the Styx, Feng Ming is only one step away from that flower, but this step away is like a moat. At this time, he was exhausted, even if Xiao Jin provided him with endless true yuan, it would be useless, his body was already full of holes, and his divine sense had dried up.

"I'm sorry!"

Feng Ming's sentence of sorry contains too much, but he has done his best and can't hold on anymore. Feng Ming fell into incomparable darkness......

The rage of the Styx continued, wave after wave......

Everyone stared at the raging Styx in a daze, as if their souls had drifted away, leaving only a shell.

After a day and a night, the River Styx was quiet again.

Everyone looked at the calm and remained motionless......

The people of Quds Square are similarly demented, like sculptures.

"Brother Kongkong, have you found a way to cross the river here?"

Suddenly, a body appeared. Turning his head in the air, he looked at the person with blank eyes, his face expressionless, and shook his head mechanically.

It turned out to be a group of four alliances, and they didn't know how many lives they had filled in to cross the river, but there was no way, and when they saw that the momentum was so huge, they rushed over along the coast with the rest of the people. Wang Zhen saw the empty expression, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

At this time, people arrived here one after another.

Five other members of the hidden family also came here. At the beginning, the five of them did not cross the river, but only watched the crossing of each sect from the shore, and saw that each sect had filled in countless lives to no avail, and finally had to try. Fortunately, it retreated quickly, otherwise it would have been a corpse in the river. In the end, I had no choice but to check along the way to see if anyone had thought of a way to cross the river.