The waters of the Lethe River are surging, and the mist is shrouded

There is no big wind and waves, but the killing intent is hidden

......

"Senior sister, according to what Wei Jin said, this tributary of the Lethe River is not something that anyone can pass casually, at least in the early stage of the Dragon Gate, when it passes, it will also face the attack of the invisible force in this long river, whether it is in the sky or under the water, it is impossible to avoid it, among which there is a soul attack, you be careful"

Fang Junmei looked at the seemingly calm river in front of him, and said slightly solemnly

"Don't worry, I'll hold back!"

Yang Xiaowan nodded and said, looking strong

If any monk could pass through this tributary, there would be no need to divide the area

"Let's go!"

Fang Junmei said again

Together, the two of them pinched a trick to avoid water, opened the protective light curtain, and went forward

Soon, it was in the water

As soon as I entered the water, I felt the sharp breath of the needle in the cotton, stabbing at me from every drop of water outside my body, and the protective light curtain was seriously deformed, but fortunately, it was not broken immediately

The attack that Yang Xiaoslow endured was even heavier, and the inexplicable soul pain struck again, and he hurriedly urged the magic weapon he got from Wei Jin

The two of them were at the bottom of this tributary, heading forward

......

There is no living thing in the river

The two of them went forward little by little under tremendous pressure, and the speed was not fast

Fang Junmei's determination and perseverance are extremely strong, and his soul does not know what is protecting him, although he is slow, he is very steady

And in Yang Xiao's slow mouth, there was already the sound of snorting air again

Even the magic weapon that protects the soul doesn't seem to be able to completely neutralize the soul attack contained in the water, and the speed gradually slows down

Seeing this, Fang Junmei swept to her side, grabbed her hand, dragged her, and walked forward

This tributary is only about a few miles wide

But the two of them walked for nearly half an hour before they finally passed and entered the eighth place of exile

......

"Whew-"

After coming out of the water, Yang Xiao slowly breathed a long sigh of relief and rubbed his head vigorously, Fang Junmei was distressed and helpless for a while

According to the previous plan, they will go to the main river of Lethe River from here, and then meet with Lightning o But the two of them are not sure whether the news of their identity as an outsider has reached here

Fang Junmei was a cautious person, and after thinking for a while, he still walked through the underground first, away from the ninth place of exile behind, before finding a remote place and going to the ground

After getting to the ground, the two of them were cautiously guarded, and after more than an hour, they quietly leaned in a certain direction

In that direction, a monk in the middle of the Dragon Gate was walking alone

This person is a middle-aged female cultivator with a bit of a good posture, and when she noticed that the two were approaching, she couldn't help but look at them a few times with a wary look, but it was only a few glances, and other than that, there was no other movement

"It's done!"

The two of them looked at each other's expressions in their eyes and immediately judged that it was estimated that the news of the Ninth Place of Exile had really not reached here

I was overjoyed

The two of them turned around again and flew straight in the direction of the main river of Lethe River on the map, and their speed also increased

This strange movement in the ancient world, the female cultivator who looked at it was inexplicable for a while

......

On the next road, I met several monks, but none of them chased after them, or they were sneakily staring at them, and the two of them completely decided that O

Harness the sword light and travel through the clouds

Yang Xiao said slowly: "Senior brother, do you want to take out the Wanli Baiyun Boat and hurry, although it is safe for the time being, but I don't know when, the news on that side will come over, and our current speed is still too slow."

Fang Jun's eyebrows furrowed slightly when he heard this

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, after this treasure is taken out, it will attract the covetousness of other monks, and then there will be a turmoil."

Yang Xiaoslow nodded in agreement

Before, it was a fire that burned the eyebrows, and the Baiyun Boat had to be taken out and used, but now that the situation is a little slowdown, do you still want to take it out?

Another dilemma

"Use it!"

After only thinking about it for a dozen breaths, Fang Junmei made up his mind

First, most of the monks, even if they covet the Baiyun Boat for thousands of miles, they may not be able to keep up with the speed of this treasure, and they will soon be thrown off

As for those who follow, there are not many in the eighth penal colony, and they should not be bumped into when they are declining, and besides, people may not look at this treasure

Swish!

Fang Junmei is a decisive character, since he has decided, he immediately took out the Wanli Baiyun Boat, the two of them swept onto the boat, and the Wanli Baiyun Boat broke through the sky and left

The next thing will naturally be handed over to Fang Junmei, Yang Xiaowan walked to the wall of the cabin, sat down with a very unladylike ass, and rested

During this time, although there was not much fighting, the nerves were extremely tense and the mind was extremely tired

"Senior brother, bring me a pot of wine"

Yang Xiaoshu asked unceremoniously, and the face he looked up at was full of a relaxed and hearty smile, and his teeth were white, as if the sun was shining on his face

Fang Junmei smiled slightly, and took out two pots of wine, one for Yang Xiaoslow, and the other for himself

Yang Xiaowan took the wine jug, raised his slender and white neck, and poured most of the pot down, heroic as a man, and his mouth was full of praise

Fang Junmei smiled again

Yang Xiaowan smiled ashamedly at him, turned to a small sip and drank slowly, and took out a jade slip and looked at it

"What are you looking at?"

Fang Junmei said curiously

Yang Xiao said slowly: "The map that the shopkeeper sold us, it is recorded in great detail, among the twelve exiles here, in addition to those large and small cities, there are also some strange places and forces in ancient times, if someone really hits the idea of your precious ship, and we can't beat it, maybe we can go there to avoid the limelight."

Fang Junmei nodded, secretly praising her for being careful

The two didn't talk much and focused on their own things

......

Fang Jun's eyebrows stood on the bow of the boat, looking down at the earth below

This land, hideous, broken!

The shattered scene of the Eighth Exile was much more unbearable than that of the Ninth Exile, a huge and narrow crack, visible from time to time, black and deep

Some of the hills have been cut off by the waist, and although the grass and trees have regrown, you can still clearly see the outline of the mirror-like surface that has been cut off by the waist

Because you are in a high place, you can see the scene below from a very long distance

That mirror, at least a radius of tens of miles

Fang Junmei's heart shook, what level of master could he perform such a powerful blow again?

And perhaps, such a blow is still far away from the ultimate monk's supernatural power

At this moment, Fang Junmei deeply felt his insignificance

Now, he is just a monk in the early stage of the Dragon Gate, and he hasn't even comprehended the Dao Heart yet

"In this world, since there is an ultimate battle that can shatter the world, does our world also have a powerful ultimate opponent...... Who opened up our world, and is it related to this world?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows floated and thought about it

With a sweep of his eyes, the figures of five or six monks came into view

These monks were obviously also aware of the Wanli Baiyun Boat and Fang Junmei on the boat, and there was greed in their eyes, but before they could react, the Wanli Baiyun Boat was already far away

......

Day and night, I drove for more than 20 days in a row, and all of them passed safely

Boom Boom –

On this day, there was a sudden loud explosion from the mountains and fields more than ten miles ahead, booming endlessly, and the ground shook as if someone was fighting

Fang Junmei and Yang Xiaoslow, their pupils opened, and they looked in that direction, only to see that in the strangely shaped mountains and fields, the demon shadow of a huge blood wolf floated in the air, biting something downward, and in the direction below him, there were flames

The yellow sand is rolling, the smoke and dust are slow, and the qi waves are like the strongest sword, sweeping in all directions, shattering everything tangible

I can't see a human figure, but if there is no accident, it should be a demon beast monk who is tearing up with a fire cultivator!

Judging from that momentum alone, compared to Jiang Chen before, it is a cut stronger

"It can't be a mortal monk, right?"

Yang Xiaowan's face tightened, and he was still used to calling the monks here by the name of the realm of his own world

Fang Junmei didn't say anything, and silently turned around, no matter who it was, he didn't plan to get involved, he just wanted to use the fastest speed to rush to the main river of Lethe River and meet with lightning without stopping

Thousands of miles of white cloud boats, heading to the side

The mountain battle was still going on, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Fang Junmei secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to stay away

......

And in that mountain field, at this moment, as the two expected, there was indeed a demon beast monk and a fire cultivator who was in full swing

But the realm is not in the early stage of mortal transformation, but in the late stage of Longmen

Boom Boom Boom –

After the two of them bombarded each other a few more times, they stopped their hands at the same time, and their bodies were already full of flesh and blood monks

Both of them are young men

One of them, twenty-five or sixteen years old, with broad shoulders and narrow waist and long legs, starry eyes, hooked corners of his mouth, and a lazy smile on his face, revealing three points of evil spirit

His skin was crystal clear, flashing with a strange dazzling gaze, and his long flowing black hair made him look like he had a strange aura

This person was dressed in a blue robe, which had been broken in half, and his body was drenched in blood

The other person, in his early thirties, was unusually tall and burly, wearing a simple red armor, looking a little bloated, and his eyes were scarlet, full of blood

The appearance is even more bewitching, the skin is a rare silver color, the facial contours are unusually distinct, the eyebrow bones are protruding, the nose is large and straight, the eye sockets are deeply sunken, and the pupils are deep

A silver-haired man who dances to himself without wind

The most common thing between the two is that the looks in their eyes are extremely crazy, as if they are two crazy people

"Don't fight, it's boring, it's going to fight back and forth, every time it's a win or a loser"

The evil man waved his hand and said first

"Winner or loser?"

The silver-haired man said with a strange smile, and laughed wildly: "It must be because we are not crazy enough, only by becoming more crazy, you and I can advance to the realm of a higher artistic conception, and only then can we impact the realm of leaving the dust!"

The sound of wild laughter, shaking the world o Mobile phone users please browse and read, a better reading experience o