The people in the middle of the yuan shijie will have a feeling of superiority for those in the small shijie. In their opinion, those people among the little shijie, no matter how powerful they are, are just fish in ponds or rivers and lakes, and if they do not enter the sea, they will always be inferior to them.

But they forget that wherever they are, there can be powerful beings, and there will be predators. What's more, the sword river shijie is not an ordinary river and lake.

The moment the Son of Heaven saw the river god Chen Jing who was riding on the big red shrimp, his body moved, and he had already reached the back of the river god Chen Jing in just one step.

The Son of Yama was dressed in a dark golden robe, and a mask appeared on his face at some point, the mask was red blue, and it looked stiff and cold at a glance. Chen Jing has seen this kind of mask, but it is not this kind of blue-black, but golden, in the underworld in the sword river shijie, and was later obtained by his senior sister Ye Qingxue. Except for the color, both the pattern and the style on the mask are almost identical, the same cold and chilling.

The Son of Heaven appeared out of thin air from the darkness in the sky, and he was like a nighthawk hunting in the night sky, flying in black clothes, and pounced towards Chen Jing below.

With a wave of his hand, a hardcover book appeared in the darkness, the skin of the book was blue, and there was a pair of cyan eyes on the cover of the blue book, and the blue eyes seemed to have life, looking at everything in the world.

The moment the book appeared in the air and unfolded, a blue light poured out of the book, and in the blue light, an illusory figure rushed down. This is the terrifying book of soul detention of the Son of Yama, and the soul that is trapped by the soul book will become the impermanence of the soul in that book. If Chen Jing's soul is trapped in it and swallowed up by this impermanence, then the impermanence of his soul in the book of soul detention will go further and enter an unpredictable realm, and there are not many people in the world who can resist this impermanence.

The impermanence of the soul pounced towards Chen Jing, but although Chen Jing did not look back, the whole person became illusory at this moment, although the person was still walking in the dark, but the moment the impermanence of the soul pounced, Chen Jing had already reached the distance, and the envoy of the soul impermanence also stuck to the moment Chen Jing disappeared into the distance

The figure of the Son of Heaven of Yama flashed out of thin air, still above Chen Jing, the eyes on the book of Soul Detention Heavenly were staring at Chen Jing, the blue light had been covering Chen Jing, shining high, and the impermanence of the soul was the same through the void, walking in the void, following closely, the hand of the impermanence of the soul grasped Chen Jing's body, but it was through it.

In the memory of the Yama Heavenly Son, no one has yet been able to leave so easily under the shroud of his Soul Detention Heavenly Book.

He let out a low snort, stretched out his hand and pointed at the Heavenly Book of Souls, his eyes on the cover of the Heavenly Book flickered, and he appeared in the dark sky. It was as if this dark shijie had incarnated a pair of blue eyes, blue eyes, and two blue lights stared towards Chen Jing, who was walking through the void step by step.

At this moment, Chen Jing's hand suddenly had an extra lamp, the lamp was like glass, and the moment the lamp appeared, the light was bright, illuminating the darkness.

Suddenly turned around, the lamp in his hand was held high, and a piece of light turned into a cloud. The impermanence of the soul pounced on the flame of the lamp and let out a miserable scream, and the moment the blue light in those eyes fell, Chen Jing, who seemed cold and cold under the light, suddenly disappeared, and a temple was transformed from the darkness.

The temple was dark, with only a little light coming through, but it was impossible to see clearly.

The blue light that fell from the eyes fell on the temple, and it passed through and fell into the temple, but it had already dissipated when it entered the temple.

"Lord River God, this man is chasing after him, and we are afraid of him. The big red shrimp said loudly.

Chen Jing has already left the temple in a flash, he manifested this temple just to protect the big red shrimp and shells, not to hide in it and not come out, there are soul lamps in the temple, there are Guanghan swords, and there are many spiritual objects integrated into the temple, when they can be protected, no matter who comes, it is impossible to destroy the temple and hurt them in an instant.

When Chen Jing's figure took a step out of the temple, his clothes were fluttering, and he was born out of thin air.

There was only one sword at his waist, a sword of the sky.

The lost sword is out of the sheath, a piece of brilliance, the brilliance is like a river wave, and a colorful butterfly flies in the river wave. The butterfly was as light as a ball of wind that could blow it apart.

The Son of Yama had seen that Shen Shang was dying under this dreamlike sword, and it was a psychedelia. His eyes glowed green, but even his eyes couldn't see the psychedelic color on Chen Jing's body

There are layers of murder hidden in the fluttering dreams.

The Son of Yama suddenly stretched out his hand, and the Heavenly Book of Soul Detention was already in his hand. For him, if Chen Jing is blindly fleeing, he may have to spend some tricks, and it is not certain whether he can catch up with him, but at this time, this Chen Jing actually dares to fight him face to face, then, the Son of Yama has the confidence to kill the person in front of him who came out of the sword river shijie, and detain his soul.

Although, this person who came out of the sword river shijie was unexpectedly powerful.

No regrets came to the Chaos Hall alone, she and Zhao Yuan and Chu Feng had different thoughts in their hearts, Zhao Yuan and Chu Feng had worries about the White Bone Dao Palace in their hearts, and they were worried about their master not being a real person, but no regrets didn't, what she was thinking in her heart, no one knew.

What Zhao Yuan saw the most was that he had no regrets writing there, and he wrote a Taoist scripture over and over again, and they would also know that the Taoist scripture was the one he learned when he was getting started in the White Bone Dao Palace.

This time, he came to the Chaos Hall to see Qingyang without regrets. But she didn't see it, because the Chaos Hall had already forbidden people to enter, because Qingyang was refining the Chaos Bell, and the entire Dao Palace knew about it. Perhaps, people outside the Dao Palace already know.

No one can disturb the Qingyang Sacrifice Chaos Bell. She returned to the Tianyan Hall again, but when she came back, a disciple of the Dao Palace brought a young man to the Tianyan Palace.

The young-looking little guy was not a cultivator, but a mortal below, with a white cloth tied around his forehead and a sad look on his face. No regrets were slightly stunned, and then immediately thought of one thing.

"This is the servant of Senior Brother Qingyang's family, I didn't dare to stop him if I wanted to see Senior Brother Qingyang, so I brought him here. Without waiting for Wu Regret to speak, the disciple of the Dao Palace had already quickly explained, obviously he also knew that Qingyang was now refining the Chaos Bell, but the news brought by this servant of Qingyang's family made him dare not hide it or stop it.

No regrets she remembered that qingyang's parents were very old, and seeing him with a white cloth wrapped around his forehead and a sad face he couldn t be

"Please wait a minute, I'll call the second senior brother. Without regrets, he quickly entered the Tianyan Hall and shouted out Zhao Yuan. When Zhao Yuan saw the subordinate with a white cloth wrapped around his forehead, he was slightly stunned, and he knew that it was not good. I only heard the other party say: "The old master died the day before yesterday, and the second master asked me to report to the eldest master, hoping that the eldest master can go back as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Yuan didn't dare to hide it, and hurriedly reported it to Kuzhu, and for a while, Kuzhu was also embarrassed, at this time, Qingyang's Sacrifice Chaos Bell was at a critical time, once he missed it, he would fall short, and if he didn't tell Qingyang, he would know it later, in case he hated himself for not letting him see his parents......

When Kuzhu was still hesitating to tell Qingyang, someone in the other hall also knew the news of Qingyang's father's death, and his face flashed with joy, and then he said to the person next to him: "The opportunity has come......

The hidden killing machine often always follows the current situation.