"Black line, a black line. 【Fengyun Reading Network. After a few adjustments, the Futaba City Lord suddenly exhaled, and his voice was mixed with shock.

And at the same time, Yun Jitian also saw it.

I saw that in the central part of the water area on this side, a black line runs through the east and west, dividing the river into two distinct ends.

The river to the north is turquoise and pure.

And this section of the river to the south, the black grits are like the bottom of the pot.

One black and one green, one bright and quiet, one lifeless.

Such a river surface makes people look at it for a change of color.

At this time, the black side was devouring the turquoise Qingming River at a slow, but definitely visible speed with R eyes.

His eyebrows were cold, and Yun Jitian saw this gaze sweeping the ground under his feet.

He couldn't see any clues, but he knew that the same ground beneath his feet was polluted like the river.

It's like black smoke, swallowing from south to north.

"How to deal with it?" The Futaba City Lord naturally understood it, and looked at Yun Jitian fixedly.

It's not that he's useless, it's that he's never seen this before, and he needs to discuss.

Yun Jitian didn't look at the serious Futaba City Lord, but stared at the black water that was slowly polluting them with a cold brow.

A moment later, Yun Jitian suddenly stepped into the water, bent down and scooped up the black water that was spreading over with his hands.

"Ah, be careful...... Futaba City Lord didn't expect that Yun Jitian would suddenly descend into the black water, so he was startled in a hurry and hurriedly spoke.

But that's not the end of the story. Remembering the power of Yun Killing the Sky, he suddenly stopped again.

Since Yun Jitian dared to go down, he would definitely be able to resist it.

The sound of swallows has passed, and the white clouds are flying in the sky.

In the river breeze, the lord of Futaba Castle led a group of people to stand on the river bank and watch the clouds kill the sky.

And Yun Jitian stood in the river with his eyes closed, his clothes flying in the wind, as if he was completely in meditation.

Black, endless black.

However, when the black water flows through the clouds and the sky, it is like the night meets the sun, and the cold winter meets the fire.

didn't get close to Yun Jitian's body at all, and avoided the corners of his clothes.

The clouds with their eyes closed didn't see it,