"It sounds like a river, let's go over and have a look first, shall we?" Lu Huaming looked at Shen Luo and Xie Yuxin, asking for their opinions.

The three of them have been walking for a while, and there has finally been a change in front of them, and Shen Luo and Xie Yuxin naturally have no objection to this proposal.

The three of them walked in the direction of the flowing water, and a body of water soon appeared in front of them, which looked like a large river, but the river was so vast that their eyes could not see the other side at all.

The river also stretched far to the left and right, and there was no edge in sight, blocking the road ahead like a moat.

The water is yellowish-brown, like muddy muddy water, and there is some white mist wafting on the surface of the river, giving people an unusually mysterious feeling.

Xie Yuxin didn't have much fear at the moment, seeing this river that was very different from the human world, there was a trace of curiosity on his face, and he stepped forward to take a closer look at this big river.

"The rivers of the Netherworld contain extremely strong yin qi, and there may also be fierce ghosts hidden at the bottom of the river, don't get close!" Lu Huaming stretched out his hand to stop Xie Yuxin and said.

Xie Yuxin hurriedly took two steps back and patted his chest.

Shen Luo looked at the river in front of him and raised his hand a little.

A black light flew out, but it was a black demon rope, and he couldn't remember who got it from, and the front end of the rope went straight into the river.

There was a soft click, and a layer of white ice crystals condensed at the tip of the demon rope.

Shen Luo hurriedly recalled the demon rope and looked at the top part of the ice, his eyes flashing.

The top of the demon rope was not just frozen, but an extremely pure, and extremely cold yin qi penetrated into the rope, destroying the internal structure of the rope.

He flicked his fingers, and a wisp of wind hit the ice at the top of the rope.

The white ice crystals shattered, and the ropes underneath shattered with them.

"It's so cold that the river can't even resist the magic weapon. Xie Yuxin gasped.

"No, the magic weapon that destroyed Brother Shen was not the river water, but the white mist on the surface of the river, the cold power contained in those white mist is much more powerful than the river water, could these mist be the cold yin qi?" Lu Huaming's eyes were sharp, and he could see at a glance what the demon binding rope was destroyed, and then muttered to himself.

"Dark cold yin qi?" Xie Yuxin looked confused.

The Demon Binding Rope is Shen Luo's magic weapon, and he naturally knows all this better than Lu Huaming, but he has never heard the name of the cold yin qi? looked at Lu Huaming.

"The so-called cold yin qi? Is it that both yin and cold are extremely strong? And the special yin qi that will only form in the place where they meet each other. It's a pity that the space here is too vast, if it is in a small space, it is possible to condense the Dark Cold Stone, and that is the real treasure!" Lu Huaming explained.

Shen Luo listened to this? I couldn't help but look at the white mist on the surface of the river again, these things turned out to be so big.

"These cold yin qi are also very precious, and they are the best materials for refining yin attribute magic weapons? It's very difficult to encounter this thing in the human world, and since we have encountered it, we will all charge some, right? But don't use regular containers? They can't withstand the cold force. Lu Huaming continued? Then take out a jasper gourd magic weapon and pinch the trick.

The jasper gourd flew out, emitting a suction force.

The white mist on the surface of the river converges? A white column of air is formed, which rolls into the jasper gourd.

Xie Yuxin also sacrificed a jade bottle magic vessel to collect the cold yin qi on the surface of the river.

The cold yin qi on the river surface is endless? Although the two of them tried their best to collect it, the white mist on the surface of the river did not tend to decrease at all.

Shen Luo was also quite impressed by the cold mist on the surface of the river, this thing easily corroded and destroyed the demon binding rope, and used it to refine other magic weapons, the power was definitely not small.

It's just that he didn't do it immediately, but a trace of hesitation appeared on his face.

Although he has a lot of magic weapons on his body, there is only one Qiankun bag that has the effect of collecting, but the Qiankun bag is very important to him, not because of how strong the attack power of the Qiankun bag is, but because the ghost general must use this thing.

If it is ordinary yin qi, it can naturally be collected with the Qiankun bag, but the destructive power of this cold yin qi is very terrifying, although the Qiankun bag is a high-grade magic weapon, it may not be able to withstand it.

"Let's take a little first, and if you can't bear it, take it out immediately. Shen Luo pinched the Qiankun bag and collected a small cloud of white mist on the surface of the river.

As for the ghost general in the Qiankun bag, he is not worried about being hurt by the cold yin qi, as a ghost thing, the ghost general likes yin and is not afraid of the cold.

A cloud of dark cold yin qi reached the bag, spread in all directions, and soon touched the wall of the bag.

The black light on the wall of the bag flowed, and it was not corroded by the cold yin qi in the slightest.

Shen Luo sensed this situation, put his mind at ease, and was about to increase the swallowing power of the Qiankun bag.

The black light on the wall of the bag suddenly flickered, quickly devouring the cold yin qi.

In just a few breaths, that cloud of cold yin qi was swallowed up by the Qiankun bag.

"The Qiankun bag will actually devour the cold yin qi......" Shen Luo was stunned, this situation was completely beyond his expectations.

He sensed it carefully, absorbed this cloud of cold yin qi, and the Qiankun bag did not change much.

Shen Luo groaned for a moment, and continued to urge the Qiankun bag, sending out a powerful swallowing force.

The cold yin qi on the surface of the river seemed to have found an outlet, and all of them surged towards the Qiankun bag, and entered the bag endlessly.

The speed at which the Qiankun bag devoured the cold yin qi was far superior to Lu Huaming's jasper gourd and Xie Yuxin's jade bottle magic weapon, which attracted both of them to look at it, and their faces were surprised.

The cold yin qi entered the Qiankun bag and immediately quickly merged into the wall of the bag.

The black light on the wall of the bag flickered happily, as if it had taken a great tonic, and it quickly became brighter, devouring the cold yin qi faster.

The originally dark bag wall began to glow with a trace of white light, but instead of the slightest bright appearance, this white light revealed a sense of coldness.

Shen Luo carefully sensed the situation in the Qiankun bag, and a surprised smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After absorbing a lot of cold yin qi, the two prohibitions that were originally scattered in the Qiankun bag actually showed signs of recovery.

The ghost general who was cultivating was also awakened, looking at the cold yin qi inside the bag, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"What a pure yin qi, master, can I absorb it?" The ghost general saw that the Qiankun bag was absorbing the cold yin qi, thinking that Shen was refining this thing, but the cold yin qi was too tempting for him, and asked tentatively.

"Yes. "The cold yin qi on the river surface is endless, and Shen Luo will naturally not be stingy.

The ghost general was overjoyed, and opened his mouth to absorb the cold yin qi.

It's just that the speed at which he absorbs yin qi is far inferior to the Qiankun bag itself.

Shen Luo ignored the ghost general, and urged the Qiankun bag with all his strength to devour the surrounding cold yin qi, and the yin qi on the river surface in this area was quickly absorbed.

At this moment, the surface of the river suddenly boiled without Xuan Yin Qi, and several black tentacles with the thickness of a grinding disc shot out from the river, rolling towards the three of them with great speed.