I don't know how long it took.

Cui Yu raised his head, looked at a black dot in the distance, and whispered, "The ship is here."

As time passed, the black dot grew larger and larger, and it was already possible to discern its outline.

Following Cui Yu's line of sight, Shen Yu saw a man wearing a hat, with a slender figure, and his whole body hidden in a black robe.

Shen Yu said, "You are the Nine Shadows Judge, this person appears here, why don't you ask?"

Cui Yu said blankly: "My duty is to judge those resentful souls and evil spirits who cross the bridge, as for why there is a ferry here, and the person who supports the boat is water, why should I care?"

Shen Yu was speechless for a moment.

Perhaps this is the fundamental reason why Jiuyou created Cui Yu here.

Each has its own job.

And the person who holds the boat may also be a puppet.

I don't know, Lord of the Nine Shades, what is this for.

Shen Yu patted Cui Yu on the shoulder and sighed, "I hope that after three thousand years, you and I will meet again."

The words fell, and Shen Yu's figure disappeared in a flash.

The entire space began to distort and collapse, and Cui Yu also turned into a black mist.

On the side of the cliff, in front of a table, Cui Yu was still repeatedly judging the resentful souls and evil spirits who came here.

...

Shen Yu stood quietly on the bank of the Yin River.

The terrifying depths of the river, which could turn resentful spirits into smoke and dust, seemed to follow some kind of law, and the waves receded only three inches from the riverbank. Xiushu.com

And then the next wave, too.

The calm water of the river is like a human being, and there is no difference in the slightest.

Shen Yu knew that if he fell into it, I was afraid that even if he had the realm cultivation of Taixuan back then, there was a great possibility that he would only be able to hold on for three moments.

The colorless river is the most filthy thing in the world, and anyone or spiritual treasure falling into it will be corroded and eventually turned into smoke and dust.

When Taixuan came to Jiuyou for the first time, it was the same as today, when he was in the middle of the day, and he didn't care about this place at all.

On the poor and blue, stepping on the nine secluded.

At that time, he was already invincible in the world.

I can't find my way to heaven.

So I had to explore the Nine Shadows, wanting to find an opponent who could match.

The first time he saw the water of the Yin River, Taixuan held the Qingxuan Sword in his hand and jumped down.

As a result, half an hour later.

Taixuan Falls.

Being able to make a strong man who has reached the pinnacle of the world fall into the realm, even Taixuan feels incredible.

Therefore, this memory, Shen Yu is very clear.

He did not have the pride to tempt.

is still too weak, if there is the realm of Taixuan back then, even if it falls, it is invincible in the world.

Shen Yu's eyes were in a trance.

The ferry also began to slowly approach.

Soon, the bow of the boat was placed at the ferry. 、

The black-robed man held the oars, his eyes were indifferent, and said, "How many years have passed since you last came here?"

Shen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes showed a solemn look for the first time.

"Three thousand years." Shen Yu said calmly.

It was an extremely surprising thing that this nameless person was actually familiar with Taixuan's aura.

Shen Yu was born from the Dao Sect, and in the past seven years, he has traveled all over the three continents and gone to four holy places, but no one has ever known about his Taixuan aura hidden in the spiritual sea.

Even the first human Yanzhen in the spiritual wilderness did not see it.

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A nameless ferryman saw through it at a glance.

Shen Yu's heart was not as calm as he seemed on the surface, but at this moment, there was no turbulent waves.

Perhaps, some old people from 3,000 years ago can be found in the Nine Shadows.

The black-robed man's expression was gloomy, and he muttered, "It turns out that three thousand years have passed, Taixuan."

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Linghuang, Lishan.

Wang Hu's pupils constricted, and he looked at the sword qi that came out of nowhere with a shocked face.

As a disciple of the academy, he had seen many peerless supernatural powers in several other holy places in the world, such as the Daoist Sect's Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder, such as the incarnation Dao of Dongwang Island, and the Heaven Breaking Fist of Emperor Wu City. Ь.

Over the years, he has traveled all over the world, and he has seen those magical spells that can cross borders and fight.

Even the sword cultivators of Sword Immortal City, he was fortunate enough to meet a few.

For their domineering sword moves that break through ten thousand laws with one sword, Wang Hu has always maintained a certain degree of respect.

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The little girl's sword made Wang Hu subvert the cultivation truth in his heart.

A sword cultivator who only has the Jindan Realm, a great cultivator who can actually shake the Flying Ascension Realm, is also a ghost path monk who is known for his weirdness.

Looking at the female sword cultivator who was constantly impacting the gods in the sky, Wang Hu didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing any of the excitement.

In mid-air.

Yang Pan'er only felt that the spiritual power in her body was almost exhausted, and after a sword was slashed, she looked indifferently at the middle-aged man in front of her.

The Qingxuan Sword continued to hover around her.

"It's a disciple of Sword Immortal City!"

Yin Wuyi's face was gloomy, feeling the huge wound in the palm of the hand of the god behind him, and said in a deep voice.

He never imagined that the power of sword cultivation would be so powerful.

A hundred years ago, when he faced Wen Ruohai's earth-shattering palm, he had never been as shocked as he is today.

That woman was only in the Jindan realm, if it was in the past, he wouldn't even look at the existence of this realm.

This kind of battle between the four great realms has never even happened for some Righteous Dao sects.

Because in the eyes of those sanctimonious guys, it's a shameful act.

The gap between generations and realms is too big.

Even if it is a shot, it is only to the point and ends in a way that it is a little junior.

But now, Yin Wuyi found that he couldn't do it so lightly, if it wasn't for the realm being too high, even if it was only the Tribulation Realm, he might fall in that shocking sword.

That sword could never have such power, and Yin Wuyi was a little puzzled.

But it is still to blame on Sword Immortal City, the sword of the world has cultivated this city, and the young man who can use such an amazing sword is only possible there.

In the distance, Yang Pan'er's breath calmed down slightly, she looked at the god in front of her, and said indifferently: "Shen Yu said that with just one sword, he can beat that god back to the Nine Shadows, it seems that he underestimated you, or maybe you have hidden your strength."

Yin Wuyi sneered and said: "It turned out to be the ghost of the little guy in the Tribulation Realm, when Wen Ruohai became a saint in Li Mountain, that devastating blow couldn't kill this seat, a person who had just stepped into the upper three realms, or lent a sword, and wanted to hurt this seat, joke."

The words were full of sarcasm, and he completely forgot the previous embarrassing scene.

At this time, the entire Lishan Mountain was filled with a thick black mist, as if some kind of terrifying space hidden underground had begun to come into contact with the human world.

Yin Wuyi felt the vision in front of him, and his heart was full of excitement.

Ghost Cao-sama, finally arrived at that place.

With the black qi seeping out, the god in the sky that had been pierced by Yang Pan'er's sword began to slowly repair. Ь.

The hollow wound in the center of the giant palm was gradually shrouded in black qi at this time.

A terrifying death intent spread throughout Lishan.

On the mountainside, Yang Pan'er clenched the Qingxuan Sword.

Zhao Ji's whole person exuded a drowsy aura.

Wang Hu, on the other hand, changed his face greatly.