Lei Hai and Lei Qi rushed towards Ning Xiaochuan, but instead of fighting Ning Xiaochuan, they ran over from Ning Xiaochuan's left and right sides.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The two of them jumped directly into the ghost river, and after only two waves, they completely sank to the bottom of the river.

This scene was so terrifying that even Lei Jiu's face changed.

"Lei Hai...... Lei Leopard is crazy, and he actually ...... Jumping into the ghost river?" said a young woman from the Lei family in shock.

"Could it be that there are water ghosts in the Ghost River, stolen their souls and lured them into the Ghost River?"

......

The scene at this time is really weird. The two ninth-level warriors of the Unearthly Realm actually committed suicide by jumping into the ghost river by throwing themselves into the river.

No one doubted Ning Xiaochuan's head, no one would believe that he had such great ability.

"There are actually masters who are secretly helping you, so it's okay, you two are lucky today!

Lei Jiu glared at Ning Xiaochuan and Situ Jing coldly, looked around vigilantly, and in the end, he gritted his teeth and left with those young martial artists of the Thunder Clan, and opened a long distance from the Ghost River.

Ning Xiaochuan walked to Situ Jing's side, took out a healing intermediate pill, and handed it to him.

Although Situ Jing didn't help, at least he was beaten because he helped him speak. Ning Xiaochuan still has a good impression of him.

After Situ Jing took the Intermediate Pill, there was a hint of surprise on his face, and he said, "Brother Tai, you can actually take out the Intermediate Pill, it seems that you are not an ordinary casual cultivator. ”

Ning Xiaochuan didn't explain so much, and said: "In Xia Ning Xiaochuan, there is one thing I want to know, with Brother Situ's martial arts cultivation, it is too dangerous to break into the great wilderness." ”

Ning Xiaochuan could see that the martial arts cultivation of the Situ Realm was only the ninth level of the Xuan Qi Realm. This level of martial arts cultivation is much weaker than those martial arts casual cultivators present.

Situ Jing's face showed a somewhat stunned look, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "This ...... It's a long story, and I just want to try my luck at the Burial God Mountain. ”

His face became solemn, and he continued, "Brother Ning, be careful of the people of the Thunder Clan. Just now, there was a senior master who was helping us, so Lei Jiu left with the people of the Thunder Clan. However, Lei Jiu is a person who will repay his eyes, and it is impossible to give up on this. ”

The expression on Ning Xiaochuan's face was a little strange, the four geniuses of the Thunder Clan just now would jump into the Ghost River, naturally it was all his doing.

Ning Xiaochuan used the power of the Seven Tricks God and Demon Hearts to control the minds of the four Thunder Clan's geniuses and junjie without the gods knowing, turning them into Ning Xiaochuan's heart slaves.

Any move they made would naturally be subject to Ning Xiaochuan's control.

Therefore, there was the previous scene - the four ThunderClan geniuses and junjie, like evil spirits, jumped into the ghost river by themselves.

Ning Xiaochuan used this method to scare the people of the ThunderClan away, and he didn't want to cause too much trouble.

He also had to rush to the upper reaches of the Ghost River to find Yu Ningsheng, and he didn't want to waste too much time here.

"Thank you Brother Situ for telling me, but I really want to rush to the upper reaches of the Ghost River, if there is still a chance to catch up with Brother Situ in the future!" Ning Xiaochuan said.

Situ Jing hurriedly said: "Brother Ning, I don't know what strange things happened to you, but I have to remind you that the source of the Ghost River is really the Burial God Mountain, and this is the upper reaches of the Ghost River, and you will break into the Forbidden Land of Death before that." There's no black plain here at all!"

Ning Xiaochuan stopped, frowned deeply, and said, "How can this be?" Perhaps, the Ghost River just flows through the Burial God Mountain, it seems that I must spare the Burial God Mountain." ”

"There is no ghost river at all on the other side of the Burial God Mountain. Situ Jing said again: "The source of the Ghost River is in the Burial God Mountain, which is very recorded in ancient books. ”

Ning Xiaochuan naturally didn't believe it, this was completely different from what he had experienced, so he immediately rushed along the periphery of the Burial God Mountain in the direction of the west.

He must find the upper reaches of the Ghost River, find the Black Mist Plains.

How could the Black Mist Plain disappear out of thin air?

The Burial God Mountain is very huge, and majestic, covering a radius of hundreds of miles, and no one dares to break into it lightly.

In the mountains, there is a land of death, in which all celestial beings have fallen.

Ning Xiaochuan rushed along the edge of the Burial God Mountain, and it took more than a thousand miles to reach the other end of the Burial God Mountain. However, it's so barren that you can't even see a single tree, let alone the Ghost River!

Ning Xiaochuan was naturally very unwilling, and continued to search around the periphery of the Burial God Mountain, and when he encountered the Ghost River again, he had already circled around the Burial God Mountain.

Ning Xiaochuan stood on the bank of the river, staring at the dark river, his face full of disbelief, "How can this be? This is impossible, absolutely impossible......

Obviously, it was washed from the upper reaches of the Ghost River to the lower reaches, but after finding the upper reaches of the Ghost River, it was found that there was no road ahead, but a large mountain where the sub-gods had been buried appeared.

"Could it be...... Could it be that this qiē is related to the appearance of the Sacred Mountain?"

The tomb of the gods, change the heavens and the earth.

Even if the heavens and the earth were to be changed, how could the Black Mist Mangyuan disappear out of thin air? Where did the blood-red camel go? Where did Yu Ningsheng go?

Ning Xiaochuan stared at the ghost river below, and wanted to jump into the river and go all the way up from the bottom of the river to find the answer in his heart.

However, with his current martial arts cultivation, being able to stand firm at the bottom of the Ghost River for a moment is already the limit, and it is impossible to swim against the current at all, unless he has the cultivation of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

"Hey!" Ning Xiaochuan sighed.

At this moment, on the other side of the ghost river, there was a commotion.

An old man in a Taoist robe came in a cloud chariot, stepped down from the cloud chariot, and walked towards the Burial God Mountain.

This old man is the master of an ancient Taoist temple, and his Taoist cultivation is extremely profound, but his longevity is short, and he is about to die of old age.

Therefore, he planned to take a final gamble and wanted to break into the Burial God Mountain to find a life-sustaining psychic medicine.

His pace is steady, and with every step he takes, his body can walk forward ten zhang away, as if walking in the gap of time and space, with a faint rhyme!

"Since the Ghost River flows out of the Burial God Mountain, as long as you follow the Ghost River, you will definitely be able to enter the Burial God Mountain. This should be the safest way to enter the Burial God Mountain!" said the old man in a Taoist robe.

After saying this, a thick layer of cyan xia qi gushed out of his body, condensing into a huge vitality shield with a diameter of more than ten meters long, and six mysterious weapons were suspended in the vitality hood, guarding him in the most central position.

"Boom!"

The old man in the Taoist robe pinched the seal in both hands, and walked along the ghost river towards the Burial God Mountain.

After walking for more than ten miles, suddenly, a strange sound sounded in the Burial God Mountain.

The old man in the Dao robe suddenly stopped, and the vitality shield that wrapped his body began to tremble.

"Bang bang!"

Six mysterious artifacts exploded one after another, turning into a pile of broken copper and iron.

The old man's face changed drastically, and he wanted to retreat, but there was an invisible force between heaven and earth that suppressed him, making him unable to move.

"No...... Don't ......"

His mouth let out a heart-rending scream, and the skin on his body turned dead gray, cracking, and finally, with a "bang", it burst open, turning into a blood-red mist.

It was only more than ten miles away that a powerful Dao Sect celebrity died like this, making everyone feel terrified.

Ning Xiaochuan originally planned to enter the Burial God Mountain along the Ghost River to find the source of the Ghost River, but after seeing the fate of that Dao Sect master, his heart was also slightly cold, and he immediately dispelled the idea just now.

You'll have to find another way.

"It seems that I have to improve my strength before I can enter the Burial God Mountain again. Since it is not far from Jiuyue Frontier, let's go to Jiuyue Frontier first to buy a local grade Xuanshi. As long as there is a earth-grade Xuanshi, the Xuanshi puppet can burst out with the power of the Heavenly and Human Realm, and when the time comes, it will be a little more sure to go to the Divine Mountain to bury the Divine Mountain. ”

However, Ning Xiaochuan didn't know much about Jiuyue Jiang, so he had to find someone who was very familiar with Jiuyue Xinjiang to help!

Ning Xiaochuan looked towards the other side of the Ghost River.

On the other side, many loose cultivators began to withdraw and prepare to return to Jiuyue Frontier. Obviously, the fall of the Dao Sect master just now made many people retreat.

Treasures are good, but no matter how good a treasure is, life is not as important.

Situ Jing stared at the direction of the Burial God Mountain, and his heart was very unwilling, but in the end, he still sighed and returned to the Jiuyue Territory with those scattered martial artists.

"Wow!"

A figure suddenly flew down from the sky and stood in front of him.

"Brother Ning, you didn't go to the other side of the Divine Mountain to be buried, why did you come back so soon?" Situ Jing was a little surprised.

It had only been an hour, and he naturally didn't expect that Ning Xiaochuan had already circled around the Burial God Mountain. If there is really such a terrifying speed, it is too terrifying to the world.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "I have figured it out, I should accept the reality, the source of the Ghost River should really be the Burial God Mountain." ”

Situ Jing smiled and said, "After all, people can't be resurrected after death, and it is really a precious joy that Brother Ning can come out of his grief so quickly." I wonder what Brother Ning plans to do next?"

In Situ Jing's opinion, it should be Ning Xiaochuan's relatives or lovers who died in the ghost river, and when they were grief-stricken, they would lose their hearts and go crazy, say some crazy things, and even more so go to find the upper reaches of the ghost river.

If you don't lose your mind, how can you say that you have gotten up from the ghost river?

If it weren't for the loss of heart, how could he rush to the Burial God Mountain regardless of a single qiē?

The corners of Ning Xiaochuan's mouth moved slightly, and he sighed secretly in his heart, it seems that he also thought that I was crazy before.

"Brother Ning, what's wrong with you?" Situ Jing saw that Ning Xiaochuan was silent, and persuaded with some worry: "Brother Ning, you should mourn! Sometimes death is also a relief, and living may not be better than death." ”

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Oh! Brother Situ, it seems to be deeply touched?"

Situ Jing smiled bitterly and said, "Let's talk as we go, tell you my story slowly, and you will find that I am worse than you." ”

Next, Situ Jing told Ning Xiaochuan his story.