It's a long road.

Su Musha was like a person abandoned by the world, and slowly paced on the bronze ancient road.

In all directions, the yin wind gusted, attracting all kinds of evil qi, and among all the evils, there were even infinite dead qi, but all of them avoided Su Musha's body, as if there was such a treacherous thing on the body of this white-haired monk that Zhu Qi could not avoid.

The prosperity of Zu Qi can be seen.

And Su Musha's gaze did not fall in the yin wind and evil that wandered in the four directions, he squinted his eyes lightly, did not use the pupil technique, only used his eyes, like this to view the heavenly dome of the old land of Lethe, more precisely, it was Su Musha watching the ancient battlefield of the battle that overturned the sky in the past!

In the dust and smoke, the huge sky seemed to be hidden in the depths of the mist, making it difficult for Su Mu to see it.

It is like a stratus cloud with a strange color in Lethe, and it is like the dust that the ancients have turned into after the collapse of their bodies, and after hundreds of millions of eons, they still hover above the heavenly dome, and they have never been, or refuse to disperse.

But Su Musha didn't dare to use the pupil technique easily.

Who knows if these ancients have mastered any unknowable or unhearable secret arts, which have been refined over the years, turned into fragments of the Dao rules, and scattered on the heavenly firmament.

If this is the case, just look at it, waiting for Su Mu, either turn into the Dao, or fall into this demonic barrier, and be assimilated by the Dao, like the walking dead, for hundreds of millions of years, only on the bronze ancient road in the old land of Lethe River tirelessly, unconsciously walking.

Therefore, Su Musha had no choice but to look at it with his eyes so carefully, the existence hidden in the fog was something that Su Musha should not explore.

The wind and clouds are still the same, and Su Musha's mind is caught in the desolate and grand scene above the heavenly dome.

In the mist, the corpses of the ancients floated.

It was extremely difficult for Su Musha to see their final expressions before the sad end, but he could see the tragic state on their bodies when Zhu Xiu fell.

The vast sky dome rarely has intact corpses.

Even far away from heaven and earth, Su Musha stood on the bronze ancient road, but he could still feel the reckless and terrifying aura escaping from the wounds of the corpses of the ancients.

It may have been the supreme killing technique of a certain underworld yin spirit in the past.

What's more, most of the bodies of the ancients have collapsed and dispersed, and there are only heads left, and I don't know how many mortals there are.

Where their bodies were supposed to exist, there were only powder, only terrifying Dao Fragments, suspended there, proving what a magnificent and terrifying Dao technique had killed this person in the past.

This is the Hongtao Realm, when it was at its peak in the past, the most powerful group of monks in the Yang World!

Almost transcendent power, each of them has the foundation and talent to seek the immortal path, but all of them have fallen here.

Lethe River is an ancient prefecture and a burial place for the ancients.

Of course, there are ordinary deaths, and there are also unlucky ancients with strange deaths, looking at interesting places, Su Musha even stopped, stopped, and watched with emotion for a long time, only then did he sigh that the Taoism in the world was extraordinary, and then left with a smile.

This is just the scene presented in front of Su Musha through layers of mist, and Su Musha can't imagine how terrifying the unknowable and inaudible treacherous Dao methods that exist behind the fog must be.

Not to mention, today, these scenes are just like the murals of the dome, hanging there quietly, waiting for future generations to see.

What about the real scene when the old man entered Lethe?

It is even more incomprehensible to Su Musha.

As soon as he thought of this, Su Musha remembered that when he was practicing in the ancient world in the past, he had read ancient books and saw the words of the sages, which were very remote ancient sayings, with all kinds of words, which were very different from the present world.

In the past, I led the soul into the underworld, and in the meantime, the soul returned to the yang world, and it was difficult to say a word.

At first, when Su Musha first heard this, he only felt that the ancient sages were terrifying in words, but he knew that today, he could see all kinds of Lechuan, and he knew that what the ancients said was true.

The grand scene here, if Su Mu covers the soul and returns to the world, I am afraid that it is difficult to say a word.

Above the power, the ancients were buried in Lechuan, you know, before that, under the attack of the ancients, the heavenly spirit collapsed, the blue sky fell, and the yellow sky was defeated!

The torrent of great momentum formed by such an invincible cultivation was also lost in the Lethe River.

Even if it is ancient, after 10,000 years, there is only one person left.

The avenue here is cold, and the cultivation here ends sadly, especially what can be described when a word is gathered together?

Sighing, Su Musha's footsteps became much brisker.

The Si people have passed away, even the mighty, even the ancient, all dead.

And he is still on the road.

Pacing briskly like this, after a short time, the fog in front of Su Musha's eyes dissipated layer by layer, and there were continuous black outlines, appearing in Su Musha's eyes.

I was shocked.

Su Musha had already guessed that this was probably the remnants of the ancient underworld in the past of Lethe.

When Su Mu went in and looked closely, he had to stand in front of the continuous ruins and sigh silently.

The ancient palace of Hades has collapsed.

The qi of the years on it is pervasive, which seems to tell the prosperity and hustle and bustle of this place in ancient times.

In front of Su Musha, the copper pillar of ten people hugging each other was broken, and it was so horizontal in place, smashing the plaque of the Hades Dao Palace into two pieces, and the dust on it was full of dust, Su Musha gently waved his sleeve robe, and only then did he see the ghost seal written on it-

Hanging in the Underworld.

It is rumored that the great world is formed, the earth is established, there are many treasures here to support the innate and incarnate, it is the evolution of the reincarnation avenue, the first of all treasures, is a bronze mirror, the mirror is inlaid with a jade, the mirror is a hanging mirror, and the stone is a three-life stone.

Under this mirror, we can know the past and present lives of all lives, and we can know all kinds of sins in past lives.

Therefore, according to this treasure, the underworld should have a hanging underworld, which is the head of all the mansions.

Speaking of which, in the past, Su Mu covered himself in the sect, the Hanging Moon Demon Sect, and most of its inheritance was created by relying on the Hanging Mirror to understand all kinds of reincarnation.

But at this moment, in front of Su Musha's eyes, there were only a few broken copper pillars, scattered green bricks, hanging mirrors and three-life stones, but they were gone.

It's not hard to guess where this mirror and one stone went.

After all, in the past, the ancients were buried in Lechuan, but Lao Tianzun walked out alive.

After all, Lethe River is tilted, thirty-three continents, but there is a re-establishment of the underworld.

Gently arching his hand towards the remnants of the broken arm of the Hanging Underworld, as a sign of respect, Su Musha turned around and continued along the bronze ancient road.

For a long time, there seemed to be no outline in the cascading mist in front of him, but at some point, Su Musha saw through the surrounding mist that there was a black line hidden in it.

After a long time, Su Musha saw the true face of the black line.

Three ways to forget the river, three ways to forget the river.

Su Mu is covering the path that belongs to the cultivation of the yang world, but there is also the path of the reincarnation of the gods and the reincarnation of the yin spirit.

Looking far away, Su Musha vaguely seemed to see that not far away, the three forks were gradually converging in one place.

There, there seemed to be a hazy black shadow looming.

Even if he hadn't come closer, Su Musha had already whispered softly.

"Lethe...... Three-way Inn ......"

At this time, suddenly, in the depths of Lethe River, there was a wind, and the four wildernesses passed by, rolling up the Su curtain to cover the body, and the white wolf hunted loudly.