Chapter 52: Yellow Springs
If Wang Ziyi entered the entrance of the Cave of Life, he would be surprised, five people came in here, and they were buried here in an instant, and the Cave of Life was the most dangerous of all the caves.
There is no Qingyun Bridge here, there are just flames in the sky, the flames here are not red, but black, and the prince Yiqing smoke bottle is filled with this kind of black flame, but it has already been used up.
The black flames burned everything, and the five people who came in were all burned down, turning into a trace of green smoke, fortunately, Wang Ziyi chose the road of death, otherwise he came here, even if there was a green smoke gourd to collect, but so many Wang Ziyi had only fallen.
At the entrance of the cave where Wang Ziyi was, the Heavenly Demon Body was still waiting outside, but Wang Ziyi's speed was too slow, he was a little impatient to wait, and the twenty-meter Qingyun Bridge, Wang Ziyi walked almost inch by inch, and now he has only walked less than a third, and now he has stopped there.
The ghost has disappeared, but Wang Ziyi has been hallucinated at this time, but it is extremely real.
"Ziyi, why are you going, come back quickly!" The mother's voice came from behind her, and the familiar voice made Wang Ziyi burst into tears.
"Yi'er, forget it, don't go to the exam, it's good to be together as a family, we don't expect any glory and wealth, come back!" The father's voice came slowly, and the thin body stood behind Wang Ziyi, Wang Ziyi could even feel the temperature of his father's body, all of which made people dare not believe that it was fake.
"Ziyi, my mother misses you!Ziyi, my mother doesn't want to die!" A sentence touched Wang Ziyi's heart, his mother's voice and smile were so familiar, Wang Ziyi wanted to turn around, but there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him: "Can't turn around, can't turn around, can't turn around......"
Wang Ziyi's mind was engaged in a fierce struggle of thoughts, he had a splitting headache, and it seemed that there were 10,000 catties of boulders pressing on his head.
"Father, mother, children are not filial!"
The memories were like flowing water, Wang Ziyi sobered up at a critical moment, burst into tears, and his father, mother, and Nangong Ya became an irreparable pain in his heart.
"Buzz!"
Wang Ziyi had just woken up, and he fell into a fantasy again.
"Brother Ziyi, Brother Ziyi, where are you? Come back soon!"
"Ah!!Brother Ziyi, save me, save me!" The last desperate voice of Nangong Ya made Wang Ziyi almost suffocated, and his heart was broken.
Wang Ziyi heard countless calls from Nangong Ya, and was almost about to turn around, but at this moment, he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and Wang Ziyi almost collapsed.
"Bang!"
He was weak and knelt on the bridge, his hands trembling constantly, and his clothes were already wet with sweat.
Seeing Wang Ziyi kneeling on the bridge, the Heavenly Demon Body was even more surprised in his heart, he couldn't imagine the pressure Wang Ziyi was under at this time.
"Ahh
The prince roared angrily, the whole bridge trembled, the river shook the waves, he stood up, completely freed from the illusion, and strode forward, unhindered.
The Heavenly Demon Body watched Wang Ziyi walk forward, unhindered by the slightest bit, and was about to walk out of the Qingyun Bridge, his eyes were huge, as if he couldn't believe it, watching Wang Ziyi walk out, the Heavenly Demon Body was also greatly encouraged, it seemed that this was not a dead end.
And from beginning to end, he found that Wang Ziyi seemed to be trying not to turn back, and he didn't turn back once during the whole process.
Looking at the inscription on the stone tablet, "Don't ......look back when you step on this bridge", the eyes of the Heavenly Demon Body kept flickering.
Wang Ziyi stepped out of the Qingyun Bridge, and the light curtain in front of the Heavenly Demon Body suddenly disappeared, and he also stepped on the Qingyun Bridge......
Walking out of Qingyun Bridge, the scene changed, Wang Ziyi's eyes became undulating hills, looking at the distance, the mountains were continuous, lush, he was in a good mood, it seemed that he had walked out of the dead end.
Wang Ziyi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and was just about to step forward, when suddenly, the scene changed, and Wang Ziyi's eyes turned into a river.
Everything changed so fast that the originally good mood disappeared, and it seems that things are far from over!
The river water is extremely yellow, exuding a foul smell, which makes people smell disgusting, and Wang Ziyi almost vomits it.
There are countless ghosts floating on the river, with hideous faces, teeth and claws, but there are two invisible barriers on both sides of the river, blocking the ghosts from coming out, otherwise thousands of evil ghosts will come out and scare Wang Ziyi to death.
This is the first time Wang Ziyi has seen a powerful ghost, but he did not panic as he imagined, Wang Ziyi's calmness surprised him, and he thought in his heart, maybe he has experienced too much, this is nothing!
The ghosts are smoke-like, the shape is not stable, and when it is blown by the wind, it seems that it can be blown away, and there are many ghosts on the river, and they are still devouring, but the number has not decreased, because the river is still producing countless ghosts.
In every section of the river, there is a relatively powerful ghost king, who devours the surrounding ghosts at will.
Above the river, every fifty meters, there is an arch bridge composed of white jade, the bridge is not long, only four or five meters, but there are countless ghosts on the bridge deck, floating around, blood-red eyes, creepy.
Looking at the river in front of him, the prince couldn't help but think of "Yellow Spring!"
The boiling yellow water flowed downstream, and the stench was permeated, and the barriers on both sides of the river bank could not block the smell of the river, and it seemed that this barrier could only block the ghosts.
Wang Ziyi went up the river bank, he wanted to find the end of the river, the river was very long, and he didn't know if he could find the source, but Wang Ziyi found all the way that there were only eight white jade arch bridges above the river, all of which were concentrated in the place where he was just now.
The river seems to have no end, at a glance, the source seems to be far away in the sky, Wang Ziyi launched a big tracking technique, the figure flashed, the speed was amazing, a few breaths were already five or six miles away, although Wang Ziyi could not fly, but his speed now has surpassed everyone below the fifth order.
A few more flashes, the river turned into a yellow light in Wang Ziyi's eyes, a strange fluctuation came out, and disappeared in an instant, Wang Ziyi stopped, and hurriedly turned back.
Between breaths, Wang Ziyi returned to the place just now, and there was a stone tablet standing here, the stone tablet was very large, a person high, and there were two words written on it, Wang Ziyi glanced at it and was taken aback.
"Huangquan!" exclaimed Wang Ziyi!
"This is really the Yellow Spring, is there really a Yellow Spring, then the eight arched bridges just now won't be the Nai He Bridge, is this hell?" Wang Ziyi thought of this, he felt a little confused, could it be that the underworld really existed, Wang Ziyi was really shocked in his heart.
Standing on the riverbank, he obviously felt an unusual breath, this is the breath of death, Wang Ziyi just felt that this breath seemed to be death, there was no reason, it was just an instinctive reaction.
And the biggest difference between this and other places is that there are no ghosts above the river, this section of the river is five or six meters long, and if you look closely, you can find that this range is a circle.
Wang Ziyi's eyes flickered, and he looked at it carefully, as if he wanted to see it through.
"Boom!"
His eyes suddenly shot out two pillars of light, the light was brilliant, straight to the bottom of the Huangquan River, the river water was so yellow that even Wang Ziyi's eyesight was a little difficult to see, and his eyes were a little painful.
Wang Ziyi blinked violently, and the two pillars of light were like taking a strong pill, and they suddenly lit up, and the divine power on Wang Ziyi's eyes was surging, and the immortal qi was circulating, this time, the effect was very obvious.
Gradually, he saw that there seemed to be something at the bottom of the river, in the shape of a disc, and emitting a faint light, in the shape of a vortex in the center, as if it was still rushing out of the water.
"Spring! Could it be that this is the spring of the Yellow Spring!" Wang Ziyi was a little excited, if he could collect this spring, he didn't know what would happen unexpectedly.
Wang Ziyi came to the mainland, and also learned a lot of things, the Yellow Spring exists in this continent, but it is just a legend, it is said that there is a fountain of death in the Yellow Spring, and it corresponds to the source of life, if you can master these two divine eyes, there will be a great creation, the fountain of death is in the Yellow Spring, and the fountain of life, the legend is in the Spirit River of Life, but whether the Spirit River of Life exists is still a problem. The Yellow Spring is a river containing endless dead energy, and the River of Life Spirit is a river containing endless vitality, dead air is easy to produce, but anger is not easy to produce, and anger is so rich that it turns into water, what a terrible thing this must be, it is simply a fantasy.
The fountain of death emitted a faint light, but Wang Ziyi's eyes felt pain, this light seemed extraordinary, he tried to walk forward, but he ran into the barrier on the riverbank, the barrier was so hard that Wang Ziyi could not break through it at all.
If he doesn't give up, this is likely to be the fountain of death, and if he can't get it, he will have a big regret.
Wang Ziyi stood on the shore, clenched his fists violently, and the sound of explosion suddenly rose, this was an air explosion, because the fist was clenched too quickly, and the air in the center of the fist had time to be discharged, and there was a blast.
The fist is like a pure gold cast, exuding a unique light of metal, the surface is flowing with a dense fairy qi, the arc is entangled, it is amazing, a thick arc has extended along the arm, it seems to be connected to the heart.
Wang Ziyi raised his fist, and the golden light pierced the air, and the space trembled.
"Boom!"
A punch blasted out, the river bank trembled continuously, the river was startled by a thousand huge waves, the momentum was huge, where the fist passed, the space collapsed, time was distorted, and the electric light burst out, and in an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds surged, this is the power of the prince's righteous punch.
"Boom!"
A metallic sound sounded, and the whole world trembled, and countless huge waves surged and fell all over the sky, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, and the momentum was magnificent.
A crack stretched outward under Wang Ziyi's feet, like broken glass, and the cracks appeared suddenly, densely.
At this time, the surviving people of Qingyun Bridge had already come, and there were less than twenty people left, but the Heavenly Demon Body and the Nine Yin Body were still among them, and the rest were all leaders of the major sects, all of them were the strength of the late stage of the Fourth Order, and there were several of them in the Fourth Order Great Perfection.
Everyone saw the Yellow Spring and the eight arch bridges, but the countless ghosts made everyone's hair stand on end, creepy, and the terrible screams echoed everywhere, and everyone studied for a long time, and finally found that only eight arch bridges could pass, and no matter how many people attacked in other places, it was useless.
At this moment, the entire space suddenly trembled, and everyone clearly felt that there were violent fluctuations of divine power above the river, and the barrier on the bank of the river was constantly trembling......