Far West, weak waters.

After decades of repair and transformation, compared with the previous decay, the weak water river has more than doubled.

Not only that, but the river, which was not very wide, has also been greatly widened by the erosion of the blue weak water. Even the dense branches of the lower reaches of the river are gradually merging as the river washes day and night.

"Whoa—"

In the upper reaches of the river, unlike the blue of the weak water, the water above the river is a very deep earthy color.

However, as long as the river water carries sand, the moment it pours into the weak water, the sediment in the water will sink rapidly, and most of it will be swept to the shore. Over time, there will be a very noticeable color difference where the weak water meets the ordinary river. On both sides of the shore, a large amount of mud and sand has accumulated in the shape of "hills".

The weak water is thousand, and the feathers do not float.

In the decades since Li Muyu established weak waters, there have been many "ignorant" birds that have been poisoned by weak waters.

Gradually, this seemingly beautiful blue weak water has left many unforgettable names in the hearts of the surrounding birds and beasts.

It is precisely because of this situation that no living creature dares to approach the area around the weak waters.

"Quack—quack—"

Poof!

Beyond the dense fog barrier, an extremely fat crow flew from the nameless sea. Before he could open his mouth and call a few times, the fat crow's body suddenly fell. When passing over the weak water river, the fat crow fell directly into the blue below.

"Quack! Rattle! ”

The wings kept fluttering in the weak water river, but before the screams could be screamed, the waves rolled, and the poor fat crow was directly slapped into the weak water river.

However, the strange thing is that unlike the tragic situation of other birds' flesh and blood collapse, the fat crow actually transformed itself when he knew that he could not escape from the weak water river, and the fat crow body directly turned into a black yin wind, along the weak water river, until the tributaries were layered, and then regrouped the body and flew out with difficulty.

"Quack - what kind of broken river is this, it scares labor and management to death!"

Constantly flapping its wings, the raven that "escaped death" looked at the weak water not far away with palpitations, and for a while, the "human heart" in its chest was still trembling unnaturally.

"Why is this river so weird, when I came here before, it was obviously not like this, why has it become so harmful this time!"

There was still a slight tremor in his hoarse voice, but thinking of the purpose of his coming, the raven had no choice but to pick himself up again, flutter his wings, bypass the weak water river, and staggered towards the sky above the weak water.

"Quack!"

The pointed beak spat downward, and suddenly, a blue light appeared, and a phantom butterfly wrapped in a water film flapped its wings out from the phantom light.

"Go and tell your master! Gah-"

As if angry at what had almost drowned in the weak water just now, the raven slapped its wings fiercely towards the Phantom Butterfly, until it fanned the Phantom Butterfly far away, and the Raven pulled his throat quite relievedly, and landed on the branch of a tree beside him, waiting in a daze.

……

"Huh?"

On the banks of the weak river, the flowers on the other side.

Feeling the abnormal movement from the dense fog barrier, Meng Qi, who was originally living in the flowers on the other side, quickly condensed his Dharma body, raised his arm that was too pale in complexion, and turned his palm into a claw, easily ingesting the mist-breaking thing into his palm.

"It's a Phantom Butterfly?"

The royal blue wings gently flapped Meng Qi's palm, but the mana contained in it was not the pure water qi that belonged to Li Muyu. In the looming phantom light, Meng Qi clearly sensed a familiar aura as if he came from the same ancestry.

"It's dead air...... Could it be that the friend of the Divine Monarch in the underworld? ”

His thoughts were racing, and soon, Meng Qi made a decision in his heart.

Holding the Phantom Butterfly in his hand, the jade foot tapped, through the layers of mist, Meng Qi followed the path of the Phantom Butterfly when it flew, and soon, he found the ravens perched on the branches.

"How is it a woman? What about the weak water river? My master has something to look for him, ga-"

The noisy voice sounded in Meng Qi's ears, squinting his eyes and looking at the fat crow on the branches, Meng Qi could be very sure that the death qi on the phantom butterfly came from this raven.

"Uncle Weak Water has something to go out, if you have anything now, you can tell me first, and when the time comes, I will convey it to Uncle Weak Water for your master."

"Just you?"

The fat and tender wings flapped upwards with great difficulty, and he glanced at the Yin God opposite suspiciously, and in an instant, Meng Qi's identity jumped out of the little head of the raven.

It turned out to be the yin ghost who had sealed the gods in the living spirit world!

Re-examined Meng Qi, but the strange thing was that with the crow's current eyesight, he couldn't see the Yin God aura on Meng Qi's body at all. It seems that the person in front of him is just a lowly ghost cultivator.

After knowing Meng Qi's identity, the raven no longer knocked on the side, but chose to say to Meng Qi directly:

"My master specially asked me to send a message to the weak water river, and now, the Lethe River has been completely integrated into the waters of the underworld. And it won't be long before the Lechuan River will show signs of advancement. ”

"Advanced?"

Surprised in his heart, the raven didn't give Meng Qi any chance to ask at all, just continued to make a noisy voice and said loudly:

"That's right, the Lethe River, which was introduced into the underworld by the weak water river, has gradually been recognized by the underworld. Therefore, my master hopes that on the day of the Yin Qi of Halloween, the weak water river can escort the yin souls who cross the river into the underworld. ”

Quack - Quack -

After that, it seemed that he was tired of the living world at the height of the daylight, and after delivering the message, the raven flew towards the nameless sea without even looking back. Even if Meng Qi stopped him, the raven still went his own way, and he didn't even bother to give a look to the low-level "Yin God" behind him.

"Lethe River......"

Looking at the smaller and smaller black dots in the distance, Meng Qi, whose thoughts were a little wandering, suddenly came back to his senses.

"This matter must be reported to the Divine Monarch immediately!"

……

Boom Boom –

Lingzhou, Sheshan.

Black clouds pressed the mountain, and the thunder rolled, but in recent days, even if there were electric snakes crossing, there was never a drop of rain in the sky over Sheshan, which was covered with dark clouds.

Of course, even the sunlight hidden behind the dark clouds has never been able to break through the layers of obstacles and sprinkle into Sheshan.

"Whoosh-"

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air.

A white sword light piercing the sky, like a meteor in the dark night, came with momentum in the sky above Sheshan, which was extremely dark and dark.

There is a murderous aura!