In the endless desert, a huge white tiger carrying two men and a woman is galloping at extreme speed, which is the three people who have left the White Tiger City. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The scorching sun shone on their heads, and even with their cultivation, they felt a little dry.

The White Tiger is still cultivating to the middle stage of the Divine Channel, and with its absorption and refining of the White Tiger Tibetan Heritage, it is believed that its realm will continue to climb.

The white tiger easily flew on all fours in the desert, and slowly, on the horizon, a touch of green appeared in front of several people, and several people were a little excited in their hearts, after all, they had been walking in the desert for several days, and the feeling of not seeing the end at a glance was really uncomfortable.

"I'm coming out!!" cried the little fat man on the tiger's back.

Finally, the white tiger led the three of them to the junction of the desert and the mainland.

Several people looked back at this desert and were very touched, they had experienced too much in this short period of time.

The white tiger seemed to know that most of the time he would not come back, and let out a terrifying tiger roar against the desert, then turned his head and ran towards a green plain.

Gradually, a few people saw the end of this plain, the majestic mountain range.

The peaks and peaks are majestic, and the precipices are towering, like a ghostly axe. The forest sea is vast, the smoke cage is foggy, like an ethereal fairyland, this is Kongtong Mountain, it is really a resort, and it makes people feel ethereal at a glance.

It's just that, suddenly, the sound of "boom" exploded in the ears of several people, and even the white tiger roared again and again, as if there was something dangerous.

Meng Qiangu gently patted the white tiger's head, quieted it down, and continued to gallop forward.

Gradually, they got closer and closer to Kongtong Mountain, and the thunderous sound became louder and louder.

A magnificent, imposing river appeared in front of several people. This river seems to surround the west, north and south sides of Kongtong Mountain, cutting off the road.

"Lin Xi Gongzi, this is the Tongtian River, how about it, magnificent! I used to be on Kongtong Mountain, and I often looked at this Tongtian River, looking at it, surrounding Kongtong Mountain, rushing away, so I had the idea of going outside to practice. Dan'er whispered, her voice gradually dispersed by the sound of the monstrous river.

"How are we going to get there?" asked Dream Eternal.

"This heavenly river, the sky above is forbidden, and it can only be crossed unless it reaches the realm of false gods. Other times, you can only rely on the spirit boat to get by, or rely on your own strength to swim through. Ordinary wooden boats can't withstand the impact of the river at all!" Dan'er said with a smile.

I saw her little hand shake, and a delicate boat appeared from her hand, with a flash of inspiration, growing into the wind, and becoming a big boat. Although it is too small to be connected to this heavenly river, if several people sit on it, it will not be crowded.

"Young Master Lin Xi, let's go!" Dan'er said.

The little fat man was the first to rush up, running around the boat excitedly, and seemed to be very interested.

Slowly, the little fat man saw that this ship, with formations engraved everywhere, turned out to be from the hands of the master, and it was not an extraordinary thing.

At this time, he calmly looked at the turbulent Tongtian River, he stretched out his hand, took out twenty silver bai, and handed it to Dan'er.

"These should be enough to support the spirit boat to cross the Tongtian River, right?" asked Dream Eternal Age.

"Lin Xi Gongzi, five is enough, this spirit boat is a plaything given to me by Grandpa Zou, which can absorb the energy of the Tongtian River and turn it into power. Dan'er said with a wink.

"Then you guys go!" Meng Qiane's deep eyes stared at this river through the sky, and said slowly.

"Lin Xigongzi, this, you don't want to swim over here, right? Don't, Yuandan realm cultivator, if you enter the Tongtian River, you can't resist its impact and erosion, and you will soon get lost!

"It's okay! It's just a river to the sky, don't be afraid!" Meng Qiangu said, and with a flash of light, the white tiger was put away by him. With a loud laugh, Dream Eternal stepped into the Tongtian River with one foot.

"No, Lin Xigongzi!" Dan'er shouted.

"Boss, are you stupid?" the little fat man shouted anxiously.

As if he hadn't heard their shouts, the other foot was also firmly on the Tongtian River.

The figure of the dream of eternity, which is bound to be connected to the heavenly river, is so small, but at this moment, his back makes Dan'er and the little fat man feel very majestic.

Dream Eternal raised his feet and walked slowly towards the middle of the Tongtian River.

Suddenly, a huge wave rushed in, wanting to drown Meng Qianeon, Meng Qiangu snorted coldly, stood steadily in the river, exuding bursts of bright breath all over his body, and the Heavenly Refining Technique was also frantically operated by him to resist this huge wave.

It's just that when this wave rushes over, it disappears, and the river in front of Meng Qianeon's eyes has also changed, and suddenly it has no end.

Dream Qiangu stood alone in the Tongtian River, slowly observing the surroundings.

Dan'er on the shore, watching Meng Qiangu walk into the Tongtian River, also reluctantly got on the boat, placed Yinbei in the core of the spirit boat, and the spirit boat rushed forward.

It is clear that you can see the Tongtian River at the end, and under the rapid crossing of the spirit boat, it still hasn't reached it for half a day.

At this time, Meng Qiangu was also quietly pacing forward in the Tongtian River, and slowly, under his feet, a purple reed grass appeared, which was completely condensed by Meng Qiangu with the power of his own Yuan Dan.

At this time, on Kongtong Mountain, a middle-aged man with fairy wind and bones, sitting in a quaint Taoist temple, holding a whisk in his hand, closed his eyes, he was the king of Kongtong Mountain, Fu Zhenren.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

"The fluctuation of the spirit boat, haha, Xiao Dandan is finally willing to come back, during this time, he must have suffered a lot outside! It's just that there are these two guys by his side?" Wang Fu said helplessly.

"Well, this kid actually wants to rely on the Yuandan realm to cross the Tongtian River instead of taking a spirit boat? It's a bit interesting, it's just that the Tongtian River is as simple as you little guy thinks!" Wang Fu sighed, keeping an eye on the Tongtian River at any time, ready to rescue.

At this time, Meng Qianeon, with a confident smile on his face, the power of the Yuan Dan in his whole body erupted, and a strong wave came out, pacing in the Tongtian River. He didn't pay attention to when he would get to the other side of the river, or to the raging waters.

He simply walked, as if he was walking out of his own life.

Countless cultivation perceptions slowly emerged in his heart, and as he moved forward, they were slowly imprinted into the mind and body of the dream for thousands of years.

A realization gradually appeared in his heart.