The reputation of the River Styx is too great, and among the one hundred and eight heavens, there is a large heaven and earth called the Great Styx, commonly known as the Underworld, in which various dark races live, most of which are ghost races.

One of the most famous rivers in the underworld is called the River Styx.

It is rumored that the souls of all the dead people in heaven and earth want to be reincarnated, and they need to cross the River Styx in order to enter the mysterious reincarnation path and reincarnate.

The River Styx, there is a great terror, even the God Emperor may not be able to cross the River Styx in the flesh.

"Ren suspects that the eighty-one small rivers shaped like the Styx River may be the formation to protect this cemetery, and if you want to successfully reach the cemetery, you need to cross the eighty-one small Styx rivers!" Ren Quan said.

The eighty-one small rivers that Ren Quan said were exactly the eighty-one small rivers in the eyes of Ling Batian and Ling Ruolan in front of him, lying in the middle of the broken Stygian Pupil River.

The beach exposed by the broken pupil of these small rivers is divided into eighty-one points, each river is about a hundred zhang huge, the black water is like dyed ink, and the soul power is explored, Ling Ruolan only felt that her soul was cold, the soul sea was turbulent, and her face turned red suddenly.

"Second sister!"

"Don't use your soul power to probe the Little Styx!" Ren Quan hurriedly said: "These Little Styx can absorb soul power, and even devour soul power!"

However, Ren Quan's words were still a step too late, and many old people tried to use their soul power to probe the Little Styx, but their bodies exploded, and they didn't even have time to scream.

The name of the Little River Styx lives up to its name.

Ling Ruolan, Ling Batian and the others couldn't help but feel creepy, especially Ling Ruolan, if she wasn't a soul master, she would have withdrawn her soul power in time, and the end would be the same as those people.

"Then you ......" Ling Batian pointed to Ren Quan, who had already crossed more than a dozen small rivers at this time, sitting cross-legged, looking at his form, it seemed that he was preparing to cross the third river.

"Only by understanding the secrets of the Little Styx can we cross the river!" Ren Quan smiled and pointed to the end of the eighty-one Styx, "Where is the cemetery of the old man of the Styx, if Ren is not mistaken, those various tombstones will record the inheritance of the soul path!"

Ling Ruolan and the others looked at Ren Quan's fingers, and sure enough, they saw a huge cemetery in the shape of a mountain range on the other side of the river, and in front of the cemetery, a stone tablet like a huge mountain emitted a hazy light.

"How to cross the river?" said Ling Batian again.

"It's very simple, look at the speed of the small river and any characteristics and details, as long as you can understand it, you can cross the river without hesitation. ”

"Why bother, just fly over!" Another old man rose from the ground and rushed to the other side of the Stygian Pupil, only to pass over the first little Styx, but a black light shot out of the small Styx, piercing his head.

The corpse fell into the Little River Styx, and it didn't even make a splash.

"Stupid, if you can pass like this, Ren and the others still need to rack their brains to hover here?" Ren Quan sneered.

Ling Batian and Ling Ruolan had a solemn expression, the latter bit his lip, and then stepped into the Stygian Pupil River one after another, each choosing a position to sit cross-legged and comprehend the laws of the Little Styx.

Seeing this, the rest followed suit.

"Ling Daoyou, is the legend of the Old Man of the Dark Pupil true?, can you really get his Dark Pupil out of here?" Ren Quan said with a smile.

"Of course, the old man's pupil is said to be able to penetrate the void, and in the final analysis, this ancient battlefield is still arranged by a certain great power with an incredibly powerful supernatural power or the power of the Dao, as long as you see through the vanity in it, you can naturally find a way out. Ling Batian said with certainty and seriousness, "Don't you think that in the ancient battlefield, this place can be forcibly suppressed by the power of the ancient battlefield? Before the old man died, all kinds of arrangements showed that he was not afraid of the power suppression here. ”

Ren Quan and the others were silent, thinking in their hearts, what kind of powerful supernatural power did that old man with dark pupils have to ignore the power of this place.

The power rules of the ancient battlefield are so strong that the God Emperor may not be able to arrange them.

In this way, they are even more eager for the inheritance of the old man of the Dark Pupil, the soul path inheritance has always been one of the rarest inheritances of the major heavens and earths, even if they don't use it, if they take it out and exchange it, it is also a treasure that can be lived in.

Ling Ruolan's talent or comprehension is even more than Ling Batian's, it is only an hour's kung fu, she has already comprehended the law of the first Little Styx, and crossed the Little Styx in one step, but she has not been attacked by the black light.

Two hours later, Ling Batian also crossed the first Little Styx.

......

Ten days later.

That is, on the eightieth day when Shen Fan came to the ancient battlefield, Shen Fan stood out from the black light and stared at a huge river in front of him that almost spanned hundreds of thousands of miles.

"Is this the Stygian Pupil River?" Shen Fan muttered, and fled again, and after a while, he came to the edge of the Stygian Pupil River.

For the sake of the fate of the Stygian Pupil River, he did not hesitate to shirk the time to meet Tengchong.

"Shen Fan!"

"How did he get to the third level?"

"Kill him!"

......

Many old people, especially the old man at the level of the Sevenfold Xuan Master, were a little surprised, the second and third levels were obviously guarded by powerful forces, and Shen Fan was wanted on the entire battlefield, how could he let him come here easily?!" Ling Ruolan and Ling Batian stood up at the same time.

Ren Quan, Hua Qianshan, Xie Chuanfeng, Guo Biting and others opened their eyes and stared at Shen Fan in green clothes with different expressions.

"It seems that Shen is not late!" Shen Fan smiled, facing the fierce eyes of many people, he didn't care.

"Kill him for me!" Ling Ruolan and Ling Batian gave orders almost at the same time, they didn't consider why Shen Fan came back here, they only knew that Shen Fan's coming here was undoubtedly a challenge to their authority.

"Stinky boy, I don't know how you got here, but there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to break in...... Uh......"

A sevenfold Xuan Lord, the closest to Shen Fan, was an old man among the old people, with a perverse breath, he sacrificed a pair of flying rings, and blasted towards Shen Fan.

It's just that before he finished speaking, the flying ring had just left his hand, and a knife light faster than lightning cut off the flying ring, sliding all the way down his eyebrows, breaking through his flesh.

"Long-winded!"

Shen Fan strangled the man with one move, accepted the man's storage bag, and saw that there were more than a hundred cultivation crystals in it, and his heart was overjoyed.

The old men who wanted to rush towards Shen Fan gasped one after another, and many of them had already retreated, for fear that Shen Fan would find them.

No wonder this person dared to come here without fear, it turned out that he had the strength to instantly kill the Sevenfold Mystery Lord!

That knife is too fast!

With such a fast knife, how many people present can stop it?

PS: Second update.