"Emperor Song, why are you so flustered?"

At the top of the main hall, on a golden dragon throne, there is a tall and burly middle-aged man, his appearance is no different from that of a human being, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, but he exudes a transcendent domineering aura, giving people invisible pressure.

He is the king of this city, the ghost king Wanmeng, who was entrusted by the ghost emperor Ge Cang with the important task of guarding the entrance to the ghast secret realm. A supreme powerhouse comparable to the power of the Void Wonderland.

Void immortals, refining gods and returning to the void, rebelling against the innate and rebellious, the existence of the ghost king level has already taken off the ghost body, from the soul state, transformed into a real life, a real person, the body of the ghost king, there is also blood, flesh and blood.

"Lord Wanmeng, just now Emperor Song inspected the entrance guards, and I heard the guards say that there was a fierce ghost powerhouse who entered the ghast secret realm......"

"That's it, don't make a fuss, become a fierce ghost, you can freely enter and exit the ghast secret realm, it has always been like this!" Wan Meng said indifferently.

Emperor Song was expressionless, and said lightly: "Lord Wanmeng, but as far as Emperor Song knows, there have been no fierce ghosts and strong people in the city recently, and then Emperor Song has investigated the origin of this fierce ghost strong man and found that this person is from the Ten Thousand Ghost Forest......"

Wan Meng finally realized the seriousness of the problem and asked in a condensed voice, "What do you want to say?"

"In the opinion of Emperor Song, this person is from the outside world!"

Hearing this, Wanmeng's eyes were blazing, shining like the scorching sun, slowly getting up, a powerful momentum, erupting out, the space of the hall was like a picture scroll, rattling, surging coercion, like the sea swept away, the whole hall was moved.

Under the coercion of the Ghost King, Emperor Song only felt that his breathing was stagnant, cold sweat was rolling on his forehead, and his face was pale, but out of caution, he still held on and said: "Lord Wanmeng, if this person is really from the outside world, he can hide from the eyes and ears of the Ghost King, presumably he has the art of change, and he ventures to break in, and the plan is very big, do you want to tell His Majesty the Ghost Emperor?"

Wan Meng pondered, nodded slightly, raised his palm, and suddenly bloomed black light in his palm, and the light rushed out of the void to condense a black mirror, but seeing that the mirror fluctuated slightly, a towering figure, like an ancient god, stood between heaven and earth, separated by time and space, and the heaviness and domineering were equally strong.

"Your Majesty, there is a human breaking into the ghast secret realm......"

"I already know,"

The huge sound turned into a rolling torrent and swept out, the black mirror shattered instantly, and the terrifying figure disappeared.

"Lord Wanmeng, what ......does His Majesty the Ghost Emperor mean?"

"Since the Ghost Emperor has already understood, there must have been an arrangement, but this person was mixed in from this king, so naturally he can't sit idly by, and follow this king to see where he is sacred, with such skills!"

A great river, appearing on the black land, rolling eastward, waves agitating, whirlpools, rushing endlessly. Jiang Chen stood on the bank, his eyes were shocked, the water of the Huangquan River turned out to be yellow.

It is not strange that there is no yellow river in the world, but it is strange that the water of the Yellow Spring River is yellow and transparent, like yellow jade, crystal clear, and what is even more amazing is that the river water is surging, falling from a high place, smashing a puddle on the surface of the river, and it does not make any sound.

A quiet eerie river!

Jiang Chen's brows furrowed tightly, his eyes were covered with a layer of spiritual light, and he directly opened the eye of the fairy, three inches below the yellow river, the corpse was floating and white, flowing down from the source, I don't know where to go.

"It's such a weird Huangquan River, the power of the Yuan Shen can't be explored at all!"

The power of the Yuan Shen was ineffective against the Huangquan River, which made Jiang Chen vigilant, the more elusive things were, the more cautious he had to be, so he did not rush into the sky, but honestly looked for the ferry.

On the bank of a Huangquan River, the water flows slowly, whirling around, forming a small harbor, a bamboo bridge, extending out, in the Huangquan River, at the end of the bamboo bridge, a black wooden boat, is slightly undulating with the flow of the river.

"This is the ferrymanship?"

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, he was a little surprised by the ordinariness of the ferryman's boat, hesitated slightly, and still stepped on the ferryman's boat, at this moment, the mutation was abrupt, and he saw the ferryman boat start on its own, carrying Jiang Chen to chop the waves and fly towards the opposite shore.

"Huh?"

At this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and a giant palm burning with black flames slapped down from above the nine heavens, the kind of power that destroyed everything, was unavoidable, and unstoppable, making Jiang Chen suffocate for a while.

"Ghost King Wanmeng!"

On the bank of the Huangquan River, a burly figure, full of ghostly energy, domineering, he raised a hand, and suddenly the sky and the earth changed color. In the face of the attack of the ghost king, Jiang Chen's face was gloomy, and for the first time, he tore open the camouflage of the ghostly aura, and the whole person was glowing, and his whole body was full of blue light, turning into a fairy sword full of fairy intent, and rushing towards the giant palm.

This is the confrontation between the swordsmanship of the White Emperor City and the secret technique of the ghost clan's attack, quietly, as soon as the fairy sword and the giant palm came into contact, Jiang Chen was directly hit by the majestic power, and the whole person was like a meteorite, smashing on the ferryman's boat.

Although the huge ghost palm was shattered, but there was a huge gap in strength, Jiang Chen had no power to resist, and he was seriously injured, but with this moment of slowness, the ferryboat was like a sharp arrow, speeding in the Huangquan River, and it was already far away from the riverbank.

"Sure enough, you have some ability!"

On the shore, the ghost king Wanmeng's eyes showed a different color, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"Lord Wanmeng, do you want to let him cross the river like this?" Emperor Song asked.

"If you don't let it go, there is no way, the Huangquan River is the forbidden place of the Evil Soul Secret Realm, containing the power of the supernatural, everything on the river is not born, and the feathers in the water are deep, not to mention the ghost king, even if it is His Majesty the Ghost Emperor, he does not dare to touch a trace of the Huangquan River. Since ancient times, only ferryboats have been able to return safely. ”

"Now that he has crossed the river, he has stepped out of the jurisdiction of this king, this king doesn't want the other ghost kings to misunderstand, Emperor Song will take a few people with you and continue to hunt down this person. ”

"Yes, Lord Wanmeng, Emperor Song will live up to his trust. ”

The turbid Huangquan River, rolling eastward, a simple wooden boat, riding the wind and waves, the water surface of 90 zhang wide, so vast that it seems to see the end of the sea, let the ferry boat speed, still can not see the end.

"Ahem"

Jiang Chen lay in the ferryboat, coughing up blood, his blood flowed into the river, disappeared without a trace in an instant, and could not leave the slightest trace in the river water.

The palm of the ghost king is equivalent to a powerful blow from the human Void Immortal Realm, and the vast power contained in it is definitely not something that the real people of the Awakening God Realm can resist, and it has nothing to do with the strength of the hole cards, which is the suppression of the realm.

This palm fell, Jiang Chen almost tried his best, not only to display the Hundred Tribulation Qingyuan Sword, which was second only to the Lock God Destroying Sword, but also to urge the Flawless Spirit Body to the extreme, and the whole person was extremely sublimated, so that he could be stopped, although he picked up a life, he was also seriously injured.

The sternum was shattered, and the inner mansion was agitated, this was already the most seriously injured after Jiang Chen entered the White Emperor City, at this moment, his face was pale, weak and weak, and the abundant spiritual power in his body seemed to be dispersed by the fierce power of the ghost king, and it was difficult to condense.

Supporting his seriously injured body, Jiang Chen sat cross-legged, the power of the primordial spirit probed into the void, and the aura between heaven and earth boiled, entangled in the body, helping him heal his injuries.

The vast river was suddenly silent, only the speeding boats, which never stopped.

I don't know how long it took for Jiang Chen to wake up from his meditation, and he felt that the ferryboat had stopped, and the hull of the boat rose and fell with the waves, staying on the shore. The ferryboat has no ropes, but it has the power to keep it in the river and not be swept away by the water.

Jiang Chen got up, stepped off the ferryman's boat, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the ferryman's boat blooming with black light, like a sharp arrow, rushing into the rolling river, disappearing in the blink of an eye, and the speed was several times faster than when he came.

“......”

Jiang Chen stood on the shore, shocked and speechless for a long time.

After a while, he set out on the journey again. Judging from the information he had, after crossing the Huangquan River, even if he was close to the center of the ghast secret realm, Jiang Chen was always wary of this mysterious and strange place, and he was very insecure.

Because the road was unfamiliar and the injury had not healed, Jiang Chen used the ghostly aura to disguise himself as a fierce ghost again and hide in an uninhabited hill to recover his injuries and return to his peak state.

Three days later, a rainbow rose into the air and galloped away into the distance.

A glow rises to the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, shining brightly, shining on all worlds, the glow is bright, Ruicai is thousands, a huge statue of a god, bathed in divine light, towering on the vast earth.

"Emperor Wa Icon!"

Standing in a distant place, Jiang Chen looked up, but saw that the sky was falling, the fairy light was wisps, and the white jade-like statue of Emperor Wa seemed to be resurrected, with crystal skin, fairy and jade bones, inclusive of all things, vast fraternity, noble and holy.

This is a peerless woman, her eyes are like stars, her divine light is bright, her face is as white as ice and snow, a soft chuckle appears, green silk is like a waterfall, flying wantonly, she looks down on the earth, like a god on top, looking at all living beings, that kind of love that is so strong that it can't be dissolved, almost filling every inch of space in heaven and earth.

Inclusive, great!

"Here...... There is actually a complete statue of Emperor Wa!"

Yes, it is complete, the holy statues of Emperor Wa enshrined by the hundred tribes in southern Xinjiang are incomplete, because of the influence of a certain force, the face of the Holy Mother of Emperor Wa cannot be seen clearly, but now, in this dark ghast secret realm, Jiang Chen saw the real Emperor Wa for the first time.

She is a god, the mother of mankind, who created humanity and who gives hope to life.

Although it was still far away, Jiang Chen clearly felt that a kind of love from his mother wrapped him tightly, gently, softly, like a mother's touch, which was fascinating.

"In the Ghast Soul Secret Realm, the place where ten thousand ghosts are born, there is a complete statue of Emperor Wa, what secrets are hidden here?"

This is an unsolvable puzzle, because the Virgin Mary of Wahuang has disappeared for thousands of years, and no one in this world can tell the secret except her, and this question will also be buried under the dust of history with the passage of time.