"It's coming.

The big bald head said, he took a deep breath, trying his best to adjust his spirit to a better state.

Countless black mud monsters surrounded both ends of the Dao Dao Bridge, on one side were small in number, but each of them was huge, and on the other hand, there were black mud monsters with unknown values that seemed to converge into an ocean.

They crowded towards the Ask Dao Bridge without fear of death, but none of them dared to step into the River Styx, and they could only attack from both ends of the Ask Dao Bridge, which was small for them.

Luo Xiaotian took a deep breath, his mood was very heavy.

He came here unexpectedly, just in time for a big change in the death world, and this luck was almost extremely bad.

There are so many black mud monsters, and the large array of the Daoqiao has withered, just like a person who has just released all his energy, no matter how much he squeezes, it is impossible to clean up so many black mud monsters.

Seemingly...... I'm afraid I'm going to stay here today.

The black mud monster that is completely invincible, the help that is blocked from the death world, if no miracle happens, then no one in the death world can leave.

So, the unexpected happened.

The whole world of death shook, as if a towering giant was about to rise from the ground, and it was like something that supported the existence of this world was about to collapse.

The earth rolls up, the black mud is rolled like a wave, some are swept to tens of thousands of feet high, and some are pulled to the bottomless abyss. Cracks spread out from the ground, but stopped when they reached the River Styx, and the whole world seemed to be torn apart, as if the curtain was about to be torn off to cover the face, and the ground was torn apart, and only the River Styx was connected.

The River Styx is like the last line of defense to support this world, and even if the world that has been divided into two halves is all shattered, the place where the River Styx is located is still as stable as Mount Tai, and it is not moving.

Luo Xiaotian saw the world at both ends of the Dao Bridge, the ground on both sides was shattered, the black mud was lifted by invisible forces, and there were also those that were crushed to the depths of the ground. In the midst of it, countless black mud monsters were sprinkled like dust, falling deep into the earth.

It is true that the unexpected happened, but that doesn't mean everything will get better.

In the darkness, behind the countless fragments of black mud suspended in the air, a huge eye cracked open from the void, and that eye had no pupils, only a miserable white.

The whole world has been shattered, and only the last critical kick is missing, and all of them will be turned into extraterritorial heavenly demons.

So, the existence in the darkness began to take that step, and the Styx, which was the last forbidden place, began to boil, and the whole Styx seemed to be boiled, and at the same time became more and more pitch black, as if something was about to rush out of it.

Even the Dao Dao Bridge above the River Styx was shaking, and the large array that extended from the Dao Dao Bridge collapsed as the world shattered, but the formation pattern of the Dao Dao Bridge itself was stimulated. As if sensing that the end of the world was coming, the Seven Askdao Bridges emitted their own light, as if they were about to release the last light.

At this time, in the reflection of the Styx River in the Heavenly Sect, a sigh came out and spread throughout the world.

A ray of thunder loomed in the River Styx, and then, more and more thunderbolts appeared. Centered on the Heavenly Sect's Asking Dao Bridge, or rather, centered on the reflection of that Asking Dao Bridge in the River Styx, Lei Mang spread along the River Styx. Where Rayman spread, the River Styx was no longer dark, as if it had been half-inspired by some force, to show its true form.

A river Styx, like a silver ribbon, connects the entire world to be destroyed, protecting the last bit of pure land.

Perhaps from the beginning, the River Styx was never a polluted place, it was only the front line against the corruption of the world.

A figure emerged in the River Styx, the only one in the River Styx, which seemed to be filled with lightning and turned into a silver ribbon, except for the reflection of the seven Dao Bridges.

The man in white on the bridge of Tianzong's questioning had already noticed that someone was helping him in the River Styx under his feet, and when he saw this figure at this moment, he immediately bowed down as a junior and said, "Senior Wu Yu, I have seen Uncle Chongxiao." ”

This man in white has always been guarding here, and he has heard of this reflection in the River Styx, the eighth Wendao Bridge known as the Yin Bridge, has always been guarded by the seniors of the sect who have entered the Holy Realm, but he didn't expect that it was this Uncle Chongxiao who was guarding here. The man in white had seen this uncle many years ago, and this uncle was as violent as the rumored temper, and the whole person was as irritable as thunder.

The figure gradually appeared, emerging from the River Styx, which had turned into a river of thunder and lightning, and landed on the Askdao Bridge.

Chong Xiao Shangzun nodded at him, but his expression showed a little tiredness.

Wu Yu saw the undisguised tiredness between Chong Xiao's expressions, and he was also sighing when he was shocked in his heart. Those who have never heard of the existence of entering the Holy Realm will be tired, even the monks of the transcendent realm have long since left the existence of mortals, and there will never be such a thing as tiredness. And in such a situation as Chongxiao Shangzun, it is obvious that the mental consumption is almost to the limit - if you can let the monks who enter the Holy Realm do this, then the difficulty of guarding the Yin Bridge can be imagined.

Maybe guarding the other seven Dao Bridges is just an experience, but guarding the Yin Bridge is really guarding it, and it is the real world that faces the decay of the transformation towards the extraterritorial heavenly demons.

"This place can't be defended anymore, do you want to stay here, or do you want to leave?" said Chong Xiao Venerable as he looked at the River Styx, which had turned into a river of thunder and lightning.

Wu Yu was slightly stunned, and then said with a firm expression: "From the very beginning, we have chosen to take over the task of guarding here, and we are ready to be buried here, how can we retreat in battle?"

Chong Xiao Shangzun nodded slightly, and said, "I can still hold a pillar of incense for a long time (about five minutes), if no support arrives during this period, no one can stop that thing." ”

After that, Chong Xiao Shangzun actually closed his eyes and sat down, and the tiredness between his eyebrows became more and more intense.

Wu Yu was silent when he heard this, and after a while, he also sat down and breathed like a celestial venerable.

As he said, the person who took over the task of guarding this place had the consciousness of dying here from the very beginning. It's a place of training, but it's never a safe place, and it's only in the midst of suffering that you can shine. The Eight Great Sects will not let geniuses be obliterated by irresistible forces, but they will never make a move for those who have fallen in the grind. They believe that the people who come out like that will be what they need.

In the time of this last pillar of incense, in the darkness, the eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and the miserable white eyes were slowly turning, from the most open and rusty to more and more free.

That eye looked at the Heavenly Sect's Asking Bridge.