The Demon Luan Bird flapped its wings and flew around the rolling hills, greedily breathing in the rich dead air around it. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info this dead air is the remnant of the ancient blood corpse in the coffin, but unfortunately, for the huge appetite of the Demon Luan Bird, it is still too little.

It reluctantly fell back on Lin Xuanqing's shoulder, and the dead qi was a great supplement for it, and it could improve its strength as quickly as possible.

Lin Xuanqing ignored what it thought, and took a big stride along the rugged mountain range.

The coffin of the ancient blood corpse was dug up, and the blood realm disappeared automatically, and the blood corpses and flying blood corpses in the mire naturally did not appear again.

I don't know how long I walked, but a magnificent river appeared in front of me.

It was a black river, as if it was filled with ink, and from a distance, it looked like a black python showing its hideous fangs, waiting for someone who did not know the details to throw itself into the net.

"There's a river here, and the feathers of this seat are stained with mud and need to be cleaned. It is...... The river is a little dirty!" Moluan Bird said excitedly.

It doesn't matter if the water is dirty, it is a divine bird of the upper realm with strong supernatural powers, and it only needs a little trick to remove the dirt in the river water.

"If you want to have no bones, then go wash it, I won't stop you!" Lin Xuanqing's leisurely voice came, causing the Demon Luan Bird's movements to stagnate.

It spun in the air, and after froze, it turned its head to look at Lin Xuanqing: "There are no bones, what do you mean?"

Lin Xuanqing looked at the reckless black river, and said in an exclamatory tone: "'The feathers don't float, and they can't be crossed. This is the legendary weak water. Anyone who steps into this water will drown in it. ”

"Even fish, shrimp, and turtles can drown?" said the Devil Bird.

"But all living creatures will surely die!" Lin Xuanqing affirmed.

"Hmph, I'm going to see if this so-called weak water is worthy of its name. The Demon Luan Bird directly pecked off a piece of ink-colored feathers on its body, blew it with a big mouth, and floated towards the weak water.

As soon as the feather reached the sky above the weak water, it immediately fell like a stone, plunged into the water with a "poof", and never surfaced again.

The Demon Luan Bird was startled, this feather is its body feather, the weight is extremely light, even if it is placed in the air, it will only fall slowly, how can it fall as sharply as now? The sky above this weak water is actually a forbidden air prohibition, if someone does not know what to do, if he steps into it, he will inevitably fall and drown.

"Hey, the weak water is really terrifying, this kind of thing that doesn't even have a little buoyancy, the ghost knows how to cross it!"

Three thousand weak water, not the length, but the width, up to three thousand miles wide, mighty, even if it is not the sea, it is equivalent to a large lake. Originally, the Demon Luan Bird still believed that it could fly with its wings, and didn't pay attention to it, but now it is really dumbfounded.

"Don't speak," Lin Xuanqing waved his hand and frowned, "Let me think about it." ”

He stood on the bank of the vast river of weak water, and fell into deep thought.

He didn't know how long it took for him to be awakened from his contemplation by the sound of a violent quarrel.

"What's going on?" he raised his eyebrows, looked around, but saw no one, and when he looked closely, he saw that the noise was coming from a valley on the other side.

He took a step, following the voice.

After a while, he finally found the clue in a tall and green ironwood forest.

In front of the weak water, a group of fifteen or sixteen monks were gathering together, attacking a tall woman in front of her whose face was like frost and the cold air was overwhelming.

But if you look closely, you will see that the eyes of the fifteen or sixteen monks are full of fear, from fear of this woman.

"Is that her?"

After Lin Xuanqing saw the woman's fat face, he couldn't help but be stunned, and recognized that this woman was a major cultivator that Yao Wangchen had specially mentioned to him in front of the Hall of the Dead-Ao Wushuang. Although Ao Wushuang is not an innocent girl, she is middle-aged, but she still can't hide that charm. It can be inferred that she must have been one of the best beauties in the Fallen Immortal Sea when she was young, and she won the favor and favor of countless male cultivators. It's just that looking at her now, there is a trace of anger in her eyes, and I don't know what happened.

"Ao Wushuang, we have already admitted defeat and relented, but you have repeatedly forced you step by step, what do you want? Do you think that so many of us are still afraid of you?" A horse-faced monk in the early stage of the infant Yuan was angry and scolded loudly.

"I don't want to do anything," Ao Wushuang said in a flat tone, as if he was telling a sparse and ordinary thing, "Hand over your dead hairpins, but Rao Er won't die!"

"Bastard, that hairpin is a token for us to step into the hall of death, how can you fake your hands to others? An ugly man with a large red birthmark on his face sternly refused.

Since they have received the hairpin of the afterlife from the outside world, it means that they are the ones who have been chosen by the temple of the dead. These people, from the moment they step into the temple of the dead, have a special ability - foresight. Wherever there is a range of domain power, the deceased hairpin will warn them in advance to keep them away.

Otherwise, there would not be so many people who have crossed many dangerous passes and arrived at the banks of the weak water river.

It must be known that several overhauls who are stronger than them have fallen one after another.

"Whoever speaks disrespectfully, die!"

A cold light flashed in Ao Wushuang's eyes, six words were spit out between his teeth, and the jade palm suddenly slapped, and there was a loud "boom", directly crossing the distance of more than twenty zhang, and imprinted on the chest of the ugly man.

With just one palm, the ugly man flew out upside down with blood all over his body, and the whole person was dismembered in the air, and blood was all over the ground.

And Ao Wushuang's jade hand waved casually, and with a "snort", a delicate jade hairpin shot back from the blood light and fell steadily into her hand.

It's a dead hairpin.

"In the early days of infanticide, it was like slaughtering pigs and dogs!"

Lin Xuanqing's eyes narrowed slightly, this Leng Aoshuang was also a powerhouse at the peak of the late Infant Yuan period, although this magic power was not necessarily subtle, but it was extremely domineering, far from being comparable to this group of monks in the early and middle stages of the Infant Yuan, no wonder they would be afraid.

"Aren't you going to hand it over now?"

Ao Wushuang said coldly.

Just killed a person, with a domineering and fierce momentum, forcing this group of people, like a female killing god, no one dared to look at it.

"Ao Wushuang, since you have already obtained a hairpin of the past and have achieved your goal, why do you still ask us for it?" the horse-faced monk took a step back in fright, but still asked the doubts in everyone's hearts.

Yes, the hairpin does have a warning function, but if it's just that, one is enough!

"A group of ignorant people," Leng Aoshuang glanced at them disdainfully, and snorted, "Don't you know that only by collecting ten rebirth hairpins can you successfully cross the weak water?

When a group of people heard this, they were all taken aback, and they automatically distanced themselves from the people around them and alerted each other.

If Leng Aoshuang is right, then this group of people must die and grab the hairpins in the hands of others before they can truly step into the mysterious and unpredictable land of the Nine Secluded Places.

Even Lin Xuanqing couldn't help but be surprised. (To be continued.) )