The big bald head didn't swing his fist without any fancy swings, and every time he smashed into the black mud monster, there was a brilliance that erupted in the fist, destroying the black mud monster's body.

Luo Xiaotian noticed that the big bald head did not directly smash his fist on the black mud monster, but used the brilliance on his fist to isolate it, and he did not dare to touch the body of the black mud.

The strength of this black mud monster is not strong, but in a moment of breath, it was beaten into a puddle of black mud by the big bald head.

The big bald head quickly returned to Luo Xiaotian, and his breath was a little disordered.

"I'm going to go full throttle, I'm injured now, I'm going to attract more peeps, and if something stronger comes, I can't stop it. The big bald head said solemnly.

He took the golden metal fragment from Luo Xiaotian and asked Luo Xiaotian to follow him closely.

Luo Xiaotian didn't dare to slack off, even if his body was severely injured at the moment, and he hadn't recovered much, he also forcibly used the Star God Open Heaven method, because he couldn't leave a distance of one zhang, he suppressed the physical body and didn't rise too tall, only a head taller.

The big bald head glanced at Luo Xiaotian, nodded, and then walked towards the front as if flying.

Luo Xiaotian's wounds have not recovered much, but at this moment, he has to go all out to keep up, and many wounds will collapse again at that moment.

Along the way, there was a loud noise around them, and there was even a black mud monster that was a hundred feet in the way, sticking out the claws of many bones to grab the two of them. When the claws made of bones poked into the range of the light source, it was as if it had been incinerated by flames, and the claws of the bones instantly turned into ashes.

All the existence that stood in front of him could not exist under the light of the golden metal fragments, but Luo Xiaotian noticed that whenever a monster tried to break into the light and was incinerated by the light, the runes on the golden metal fragments burned more violently. If enough monsters stand in the way, or if you stay in the darkness for too long, the runes on this golden metal shard will be consumed sooner or later.

So they have to be fast, full speed.

Finally, after the runes on the golden metal shards burned more than halfway, I saw the light ahead.

It is like seeing a ribbon of light in the darkness, keeping the darkness out, and under the light, you can see that there is a river there, and the dark water flows silently, and you can't see the boundary of the river. And above the river, there is a quaint stone bridge, which is shrouded in thick fog. When the silent and silent river reaches the bottom of the bridge, it will suddenly splash with water waves, and it will want to be contaminated on the bridge, but it will be evaporated by the light and become ordinary water vapor, and there is this thick fog.

This river is the River Styx, and this bridge is the Ask-A Bridge.

When Luo Xiaotian participated in the sect competition in the Sword Sect, the Dao Bridge he walked was not this one, this one belonged to Rushan Temple.

The two of them stepped into the light without danger, and when they stepped into the light here, Luo Xiaotian felt that the invisible pressure disappeared in an instant, and the sense of crisis in his heart also weakened.

The big bald head also breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the edge of the river, pinched the trick in his hand, and a stone pavilion of the same material as a stone bridge appeared on the bank, and there was an old futon in the pavilion.

"Here we can rest, and in half an hour we will cross the bridge. ”

After that, the big bald head sat on the futon and closed his eyes to rest.

Luo Xiaotian was also extremely tired, and the wild running along the way made the wounds on his body even more terrifying, his skin was cracked everywhere, and his flesh and blood were blurred. He immediately sat down, swallowed a few pills, and tried to recover.

Half an hour later, the big bald head said: "Be careful when crossing the bridge, don't fall into the River Styx, unless you enter the Holy Realm, you will definitely die if you fall into the River Styx." ”

Luo Xiaotian looked at the silently flowing River Styx, and then looked at the stone bridge. He felt like the stone bridge was like a chain, blocking the River Styx here.

Walking up the stone bridge, I felt how thick the fog really was.

The Wendao Bridge that I once walked in the Sword Sect was not without such a fog, perhaps because the Wendao Bridge on the Hongyu Continent was dealt with by some means to eliminate many dangers, and here, where the body of the Dao Dao Bridge was located, there were too many unpredictable crises.

The dense fog obscures the line of sight, and only the surrounding area is about one zhang (about three meters), and the divine consciousness is released, but it can only be three zhang (about ten meters) away from the body, and after the divine consciousness is released, I feel that the fog here is constantly eroding the divine consciousness, and after a little longer, I feel physically and mentally tired.

The voice of the big bald head came from the front: "Unless you have to, don't release your divine sense, these fogs will erode your divine sense." Don't go too far, follow my footsteps and walk straight ahead. ”

Luo Xiaotian listened attentively to the footsteps of the big bald head, but when he took a few steps, the footsteps became farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, and finally he could barely hear it.

The fog around seems to be thicker.

Luo Xiaotian could only hear the sound of the river rolling up and trying to slap the bridge, but it was blocked by the light and evaporated.

Something seemed to be stopping him from hearing the footsteps of the big bald head.

He looked over the stone bridge, where the patterns were faintly glowing.

And in the midst of his knowledge of the sea, the first law formation pattern echoed with it.

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The big bald head suddenly stopped, and he couldn't hear Luo Xiaotian's footsteps.

He looked back, and the fog obscured his vision, but it couldn't stop his senses. Although Luo Xiaotian's divine sense is stronger than that of ordinary people, after all, he is still only in the Sky Realm, and the strength of the peak of the big bald transcendent realm, the strength of his divine sense is more than one point stronger.

The divine sense swept over, but there was no one behind him.

The big bald head frowned, although he and Luo Xiaotian are not from the same sect, but the relationship between the eight major sects is relatively close, especially in some special times, special places, when they can help each other, they will not refuse.

What's more, although Luo Tianzong is very mysterious and the disciples rarely come out to walk, in addition to the relationship with Tianzong, Luo Tianzong's relationship with several other families is quite good. In this ghost place, the big bald head doesn't mind helping Luo Xiaotian.

A person is fine, and suddenly disappears, and the divine consciousness is still impossible to explore, so there is only one possibility.

The big bald head looked at the lines on the stone bridge.

That's part of the primordial formation.

The seven bridges, each with seven different primordial formations, echo each other, and together with the seven stone bridges, suppress the world.

The big bald head thought that some time ago, he heard that the stone bridge guarded by the Sword Sect, and the first magic formation pattern on it was comprehended, and he thought that it should be Luo Xiaotian.

After a moment of contemplation, the big bald head continued to walk forward.

It was the initial law formation pattern that blocked Luo Xiaotian, if he could comprehend it, he would be able to come out, if he couldn't comprehend it, the big bald head would not be able to do anything. Unless the bridge is destroyed, these seven bridges cannot be damaged – at least not until the world collapses.

But the world ...... It's almost coming to an end.