The moon was black, and in the bleak moonlight there was a river flowing, and on the river was a flat boat, and on the bow of the boat, there was a man dressed in white.

This man is Shen Ao!

Shen Ao stood at the bow of the boat in confusion, looking at the river flowing under the boat, his eyes revealing a deep incomprehension!

"What kind of place is this? How could such a place exist in the Canglang Sword Courtyard. ”

Shen Ao looked around vigilantly, his mind concentrated like never before. This is the fear and vigilance of people in the face of the unknown, and the most terrifying thing in the world will never be the master of merit and cultivation, nor is it a dangerous place full of infinite dangers, but the unknown thing! In the face of the unknown, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, a childlike sense of powerlessness will emerge from the bottom of one's heart.

"I don't know what happened to that girl at Cher, I hope she didn't enter this unknown place like I did. ”

Shen Ao looked at the river under his feet, his expression slightly wrinkled. The water of the river was as bright red as blood, and it smelled of a terrible fish.

Shen Ao felt a strong power from this river, although Shen Ao didn't know what kind of power it was, but its level was definitely not low. Shen Ao even faintly felt that this power was even more advanced than the power of that saint-level master. However, at the same time, Shen Ao could also feel that this power was full of resentment and evil, and just revealing it a little bit made Shen Ao feel very uncomfortable. It's hard to imagine what it would be like if this force exploded in full.

The river seems to come from the sky, with no edge in sight and no end in sight. The front of the river was shrouded in a thick white mist, and Shen Ao tried to sense the front, but the result was disappointing to him.

The divine consciousness that Shen Ao was once proud of seemed to have completely lost its effect here, and the front seemed to have turned into nothingness, no matter how hard Shen Ao tried, he couldn't sense it in the slightest. After trying it a few times, Shen Ao had no choice but to give up, continuing like this would only consume his energy in vain, and in this space full of unknowns, this is not a good practice.

Here, time seems to have lost its meaning, Shen Ao sits on the bow of the boat every day, drifting everywhere with the river, not knowing the end, not knowing the purpose, just floating.

At the beginning, Shen Ao was still a little anxious in his heart, and he kept looking for a way to get out. But slowly, Shen Ao gave up this idea, and his anxious heart slowly precipitated, no longer anxious, no longer hesitant.

If it comes, it will be safe. If you can't find a way to get out, why not just go with the flow and wait and see what happens?

Shen Ao sat on the bow of the boat with his eyes closed, carefully comprehending everything around him. He has not yet entered the holy level, and even now he is not even at the heaven level, so he cannot perceive the power of the rules between heaven and earth. But this kind of meditation also gave Shen Ao a chance to precipitate and sublimate.

Since his debut, he has always fought with others and with himself. Along the way, although his strength has surpassed the younger generation of the mainland, his heart has become exhausted, especially after experiencing the events of the Heavenly Ice Palace and the Nine Shadows Palace, the seeds of hatred have even overshadowed his will to pursue the way of the sword for a while.

Therefore, the current situation is not a bad thing for Shen Ao. In this strange space, he could finally settle his state of mind again and polish his sword heart, which would have countless benefits for his future cultivation.

Shen Ao couldn't remember how long he had been sitting, a year, two years, or just a moment, he seemed to see his own heart, see his own will.

He slowly opened his closed eyes, which were a pair of eyes that had been washed away from the lead, without the sharpness of the past, and without the inevitability of the past. At this moment, Shen Ao's cultivation has not improved at all, but it feels more terrifying than before.

If Shen Ao was a peerless sword with a sharp edge in the past, then Shen Ao at this moment looks like an iron sword that is sheathed, and all the sharpness of his * person is constricted.

Such a sword is the most terrifying sword, ordinary but extraordinary, and the moment it is unsheathed, it must be a moment that shocks the world!

Shen Ao slowly stood up, his eyes calmly looking ahead. He had an unprecedented premonition that this time the boat might have finally come to an end.

At the end of the river, there is a huge rock that reaches to the sky. There was a man standing on the stone, his whole body shrouded in mist, and only a shallow figure could be seen.

The figure carried his hands behind his back, his long black hair moving in the wind, as if looking out into the endless distance.

When Shen Ao saw that figure, a sense of familiarity flashed in his heart, but he couldn't imagine where he had seen this person.

The figure shrouded in the mist seemed to sense Shen Ao's arrival, and still turned his back to Shen Ao, looking fixedly into the distance.

Shen Ao stood on the boat, made a sword salute to the figure, and said, "Senior, I don't know where this is, is there any way to get out from here?"

In response to Shen Ao, there was silence, and there was no sound except for the sound of the slowly flowing river.

Shen Ao was about to continue speaking, but he suddenly stopped, because the figure drew his sword!

It was a black long sword with a ghostly glow all over its body, and as long as you looked at that long sword, it seemed that it would fall into the netherworld forever and sink into the sea of suffering.

The moment the man held the long sword in his hand, the originally calm river suddenly burst into monstrous waves, and Shen Ao's boat would capsize at any time in this monstrous wave!

Shen Ao was unaware of this, his eyes staring at the black long sword. He finally understood why he had a strong feeling in his heart when he first came in.

It turns out that everything is because of that long sword, is it this strange long sword that has been calling him?

After the figure picked up the black long sword, the temperament of his whole body changed drastically, the strong coercion made the void tremble, and the vast demonic power suppressed the heavens.

At this moment, that person was like the master of all the heavens and all worlds, and countless rules were shattered by the sword qi around him, turning into nothingness!

Shen Ao was horrified in his heart, how could he not understand that at this moment, the rules of heaven and earth around that person were all shattered, and only the peerless sword intent that killed the world remained.

What kind of fierce man is this, who can even smash the rules of heaven and earth? Is this still a human being? I'm afraid that even the legendary gods can't do it, right?

The black long sword, the sword body is filled with a strong death intent, this is a long sword representing this death, this is a magic sword from the netherworld!

The figure looked down at the long sword in his hand, but the corners of his cold mouth were filled with a gentle arc.

Although Shen Ao couldn't see the person shrouded in the fog clearly, when he lowered his head, Shen Ao was absolutely sure that the person smiled, which was a feeling from the soul.

It's just that such a person actually laughs?

Raising his hand and swinging his sword, a dark sword light pierced the sky, cutting the sky and the earth.

The endless sword intent of death filled the space, annihilating all life.

This is a pinnacle sword move, when that person takes out the sword, life and death have no meaning, because the whole world is left with only death, what rules, what space is annihilated, everything can't avoid this sword of death!

After Shen Ao swung a sword from that person, he couldn't bear the pressure of the earth cracking and the earth cracking, as if the end of the world, and passed out.

Until the moment before Shen Ao fell unconscious, he was still staring at the man and the sword, the sword move that seized the heavens and the earth, the sword move that represented hell, was it something that people could use?

Soon after, the heavens and the earth returned to calm, but the surrounding space was still filled with the grim and cold meaning of death.

The fog lifted, and the figure finally revealed his face.

The man's face was like a crown of jade, and the evil spirit was unparalleled. If Shen Ao hadn't passed out at this moment, he would definitely be shocked.

Because that person's appearance is exactly the same as Shen Ao, but that person's temperament and Shen Ao are very different, and there is nothing in common at all.

The man glanced at Shen Ao, who was unconscious, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

"Hurry up and grow up, three generations!"

After the man said this almost in a whisper, his figure slowly became shallow, and finally dissipated with the wind, and there was no more breath!