As soon as the replicants appeared, they immediately paddled their oars and rowed the water.

Click, click, click......

Pale oars stuck in the Yellow Spring, setting off a monstrous wave.

Immediately, the boat sped away like an arrow into the darkness.

The Huangquan River, which was originally just agitated, was broken up, and the blurry reflection reflected the picture of hundreds of boatmen paddling at the same time, and before the picture could be pieced together, it was stirred by the pale oars, turning into a strange and absurd picture.

Seeing this, Zhan Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then noticed that something was wrong, "Mo Gui" was standing beside him, but he was not given to him by the system?

After thinking about it, the boat had already traveled a long way, and the muddy river was tumbling and the fog was shrouded.

Other than that, nothing is out of the ordinary, whether it's an upside-down mountain, a forest-like hair, or a towering skeleton.

But the further down you go, the more you can see countless tiny blisters, stretching out blue-black hands from the bottom of the river, grabbing towards the boat.

In the mist, a figure appeared, surrounding the ship.

Zhan Wuji just stood still and did not move, but the "Mo Lilan" he turned into was manipulated by the system and began to kill.

Seeing this scene, "Mo Gui" also hurriedly attacked.

Bang bang bang......

The light of spells, illuminating everyone.

A blood-colored moon hung in the sky, sprinkling a blood-colored color.

The vast waters of the lake reflect the towering canopy of trees.

Sweet as the abyssal sea, Cui Wei of the wood.

Suddenly, the consciousness of the divine tree sensed something, and all the minds and minds were concentrated at the bottom of Gan Yuan.

At this moment, the "nourishment" given to him by a ferryman was out of his control!

Even, he set his own "fruit"!

Look for the "cause" from the "effect".

A creature has used such a trick on himself.

Thinking of this, his consciousness instantly fixed its eyes on a small boat floating in the netherworld.

Could it be the Terrans?

This force is a little familiar.

He remembered that this was one of the three humans who said they would kill him and kill him at the Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting before.

It seems that he came to talk to himself and then escaped from his body.

However, ants that have not yet become immortals are as small as dust, and there are countless such lives.

He didn't deliberately ignore that Terran, but many ants of his strength were saying his real name.

He didn't even find out!

Thinking of this, Fuso's consciousness did not hesitate at all, and immediately replaced "cause" with "effect", and fixed the fate of the human beings on the ship in the underworld, becoming a dead man, and his body was sucked dry by his own roots.

In the next second, everything around me changed.

The Fusang consciousness was stunned, and the "fruit" that he was cut off did not change. You can't even redeem "cause"!

What's the situation?

This surprised Fuso.

Immediately after, he tried again......

Fuso lost again.

The "fruit" he chose, like fate, was engraved on the trajectory of his life.

Not even he could do it.

Seeing that the situation was not good, this Fuso's consciousness gradually realized the problem.

It's not just about looking for "causes", it's about finding "effects"!

Although it has not yet begun, everything is possible.

And that human race came from some era after his death!

This is the proof of His death and the "fruit" of His death!

This is the power of the floating chessboard!

If he wants to change the "cause", he needs to find his own path in the endless future, and then replace that path with his own "effect"!

However, no one can say for sure.

The only way to do that is to get into that game of floating chess!

Thinking of this, Fuso's consciousness stopped pounding.

Whatever it is, it's against the way of heaven!

It's up to the Terran to see if they stop there.

If he had to go against him, he wouldn't have been able to play chess himself......

The water of the Yellow Spring was tumbling, and pale oars were paddling across the water, splashing one icy wave after another.

The cold air of the forest was pervasive, and a large black ship was speeding on the sea, and everywhere it could settle was a sailor wearing a hat and a cloak.

At the stern of the building, a black suit and a golden armor shrouded the three of them.

And beside the three humans, there stood a vague figure, exuding the smell of death.

Whoosh ......

More claws, emerging from the ground.

In the black mist, countless ghosts poured in like a tide.

Hair like poisonous snakes, crawling on the boat, like claws, trying to overturn the boat and drag it to the bottom of the Yellow Spring.

All kinds of cold spells flew out of the mist and flew towards the boat.

A blood-red sword qi, like a majestic flood, gushed out from the bow of the ship.

All the offensives were shattered under the sharp sword aura.

And those hairs, claws, and tentacles floating in mid-air also dissipated quickly under the impact of this force.

None of the ghosts dared to approach the building boat half a step.

Suddenly, the ghosts that rushed up, like remnants of snow in the sun, disappeared one after another!

The fog was shrouded, and the murky river was tumbling endlessly.

Thousands of ghosts retreated one after another, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

It was an empty space, the fog fluttered like a light veil, the water rippled, and a thin old man, standing abruptly on the Yellow Spring Road, stopped the boat!

The moment this old man appeared, Zhan Wuji, who was standing at the bow of the boat, had already felt it.

His body exuded an aura of nothingness, like an ordinary person without any cultivation.

Zhan Wuji immediately became vigilant, this is the land of the Nine Shadows, even if it is a Mahayana monk, it is difficult to survive in it, let alone an ordinary person!

But now, an ordinary old man with no cultivation at all, standing on the surface of the sea, without being affected by any dead qi, this is a little strange.

Just now, the ghosts suddenly dispersed.

This old man, there is a quirk!

Just as he was thinking this, the system didn't order him to make a move.

Click, click, click......

Mori Bai's oars paddled rapidly, the water splashed, and the hull of the ship moved forward at a great speed.

The "Mo Lilan" she transformed was standing beside Zhan Wuji, motionless.

"Mo Gui" and "Woe" also noticed the old man, but Zhan Wuji did not respond, and they did not make a move.

At this time, the old man stared at Zhan Wuji, and his voice was hoarse: "I am an idea from Fusang. ”

"Terran, can you untie this knot?"

The mind of the god Fuso?!

A "fruit", so determined?

Zhan Wuji was slightly stunned, and then came back to his senses.

Before, when the system asked him to exchange "causes", it seemed to play a role.

Does this mean that this is the "fruit" of the system on Fuso?

However, isn't this so-called seeking "effect" and "cause" the work of 'Fusang'?