"I have been lost for thousands of years across the Pojiang River, and who has been redeemed by my resentment and hatred?"
In the Netherworld, the river is flowing with melodious waves. The six realms have perished and the six kings have fallen. The seven stones have been scattered. The shaft stone has turned into a child. This child's heart is as fierce as fire, and his thoughts are like the Zi River. The clear spirit is condensed in the ancient wasteland. Out of one realm, this is the Yangjian.
"They...are...men of heaven...people who conquer heaven." The white-bearded old man clutched his crutch and nervously looked at the purple and gold gourd floating in the sky above his head. However, Ge Yuan and others have no intention of looking down now. No one can penetrate 7,000 kilometers in a few dozen breaths, and they can also straighten their waists and see things clearly.
Ge Yuan's condition was the best, he was just dizzy. He pointed to his side and said: "Thanks to this gourd, otherwise our bodies would have turned into ashes." But when he looked to the left, he ate another one. Shockingly, not only the three-layer barrier at the front of the Purple Gold Gourd was broken through, but the treasure umbrella behind it also became shattered into pieces. Ge Yuan said in panic: "It was too fast. I don't know how many things I hit. At least the umbrella is still holding, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." Looking back, Kite, Wangxiang, and Du Xiaoyue all looked drunk. Wangxiang held the animal bone gun with both hands, smoke was coming from his hands, and he lowered his head and vomited wildly.
He immediately took out the Qingxin Pot and poured the water on the heads of the three people. After clearing their spiritual wisdom, they could only wait for them to get over the nausea stage.
The kite was lying on its side next to the purple gourd, looking at the scene below. The long black river extends to both sides of the sky. The waves on the river are layer upon layer, like rows of iron horses stepping up like broken bamboo. Every drop of water is like black ink, and seems to carry a huge force. The river is eight miles wide and there is nothing within a hundred miles on both sides of the river. There is only hard brown soil and not even gravel. It is as if two ends of the world are connected together by a black belt.
Above the rolling black waves, a suspended broken bridge is slowly peeling off. It is meaningless to study how old the bridge is. And the villagers of that village are pushing vehicles and carrying baggage on the broken bridge. Get on the fast shuttle. At the front end of the broken bridge, there is a black hole gathered by Talisman wheels. In the center of the black hole are several dark purple nebulae.
"Hey..." Ge Yuan said, "I didn't expect that I still had one stick of incense left to work on than expected. Look at that interface."
"What's in there?" Du Xiaoyue asked.
"Zizhou" Ge Yuan also hesitated, "It shouldn't belong to the underworld. We don't have to take risks. We just need to capture the remaining villagers who haven't crossed the bridge and threaten the people inside."
But at this moment, an old man with a white beard leaning on a cane on the bridge tapped the head of the cane three times on the ground. Seven or eight villagers, old and young, from different positions looked over at the same time. They didn't say anything, but they seemed to have said a long story. After a while, the villagers who had not entered the black hole abandoned all their belongings and ran desperately towards the black hole. Ge Yuan's right finger bent downwards and saw a golden light falling from the sky, falling in front of the black hole. The villagers who had not yet entered could not get even half a step closer to the golden light, even though they tried their best.
Ge Yuan roughly counted, then stepped on one flying sword and landed, while the other four were hanging around. He leisurely landed in front of the white-bearded old man with his hands behind his back, and then said: "Old man, don't be anxious. Let everyone take a break."
The old man glanced at the black hole, and Ge Yuan counted his fingers and said: "It's okay, it will take half a stick of incense to close it. You guys, No. 100, I will send you in soon, but before that , I have to ask you for something. Ge didn’t want to threaten anyone, but you almost caused me to destroy Huangdu, so... either hand over the 'Huayou Grass', or... die..." There was a rare murderous look in Ge Yuan's eyes. It was not easy for people like him to be serious.
The white-bearded old man actually smiled and his eyes were kind, but Ge Yuan read a bit of calmness in it. Suddenly, Ge Yuan realized something, but he didn't know what the old man wanted to do.
The old man stroked his sleeves and revealed a string of magnolia beads. At the same time, a powerful aura quickly appeared around the old man.
Kite lying on the purple gold gourd said in surprise: "This is the pressure of Yu Qi's Realm. Why didn't I notice it before?"
Ge Yuan's eyebrows were also uneasy, but the strength of Yu Qi's Realm did not seem to embarrass him. He smiled and said: "So that's it. Even after counting tens of thousands of years, you have still prepared the last guarantee. However, I still say the same thing, hand it over or die."
Another sixty-seven auras exploded on the bridge, and they all turned out to be in the state of abandonment. Now, Wang Xiang lay down by the gourd and looked carefully.
Ge Yuan sighed with a cold face: "It has taken away the lives and fortunes of generations of people, and I don't know how many opportunities it has allowed you to explore. With a formation like this, even the famous immortals can only do this."
The old man was a little flustered by Ge Yuan's reaction. The appearance of so many powerful practitioners at the same time did not move the young man's face. He lowered his head and began to count on his hands. Finally, he sighed and looked back at the seven people. One glance. The seven cultivators were a little confused at first, and then looked in disbelief. Recently, one person asked in a low voice: "Old Master, we haven't fought yet, so it shouldn't have come to this."
The old man looked up at Ge Yuan and replied: "No one can enter Zizhou. We should make sacrifices for the good fortune of our children and grandchildren."
Many people were still a little unwilling, but the old man had already moved the magnolia beads on his wrist. The beads fell apart as soon as he touched them, and each one flew towards a practitioner. The faces of the seven people showed frustration and relief. Expressions, when the beads passed through their bodies, what was left behind in the end was a pair of firm eyes. The magnolia bead passed through, and a practitioner fell down, as if he had lost all the water in his body in an instant. He became withered and emaciated, and his life immediately entered the final stage. Soon all the magnolia beads returned to the old man's wrist, and each one The beads condense all the energy of a practitioner in the realm of abandonment.
Ge Yuan frowned and said: "Sacrifice? I didn't expect you to have such determination. Oh...it's troublesome."
The old man swallowed the string of magnolia beads into his stomach in one gulp. In an instant, he was like the God of Thunder coming to the world, but he was covered in black thunder, with only the whites of his eyes remaining, and the veins all over his body were hideous. Immediately afterwards, his body began to grow until he was four feet tall. A silver-gray light wheel appeared behind him. He clasped his hands and stood in front of the black hole. The villagers on the bridge who had not yet crossed the bridge were split into pieces by black thunder and lightning. Ashes, this group of people decisively gave up their lives in a short period of time, and the old man's ability to forcibly swallow the seven abandoned realms will naturally not last long, but his current strength is that of Kite and Wangxiang. , Du Xiaoyue is far out of reach.
The black hole began to shrink, and Ge Yuan said to himself: "I'm afraid this strength is already... Sigh..." He flicked his hand at his side, and five flying swords spread out, as if there was no pressure yet. Youzai said leisurely: "I wanted to tease you, but the entrance to this other world is about to be closed, so I have to take it seriously... I have to go through this trouble when I am young and old, by the way... you have to do this Stare at me?"
The light spots formed by the flying swords turned into more than thirty flying knives. After three or four breaths, a dazzling light suddenly condensed with the flying knives as the center. The three people high in the sky almost opened their eyes. Without opening my eyes, I only listened to the mountain wind, tsunami and roar. Wangxiang's eyes were stimulated by the light and kept crying, but he still wanted to see clearly what was happening underneath. He vaguely saw the black lightning being shattered by a long green snake-like magic, and there was another round of small pill furnaces surrounding it. The black body turned, and then his eyes went black. It might be difficult to recover for a while. The kite covered Wangxiang's face and loudly told him not to look anymore.
In just twenty breaths, the light suddenly decreased. Du Xiaoyue immediately turned over to the gourd. Only a small section of the broken bridge was left, and the black hole shrank to two or three minutes of its original size. The white-bearded old man's whole body seemed to be... His blood was drained, he was pierced by a long sword and suspended in the air. Ge Yuan leisurely stood on a flying sword with his hands behind his back. He turned around and waved to the three of them, signaling them to come down.
The three people jumped off the gourd, and the purple gold gourd quickly shrank and flew back to Ge Yuan's sleeves. They stood in front of Ge Yuan again. The expressions of the three people were a little more admirable and timid. Wang Xiang couldn't help but feel sad. I don’t understand how this seemingly weak and godless man managed to almost crush a group of eight practitioners of the Yu Abandonment Realm in just twenty breaths. So what exactly is this man? What kind of state?
Ge Yuan's expression was very natural, as if nothing had happened just now. He removed the golden light blocking the black hole and said: "Let's enter quickly, it will be closed soon." The four of them rushed in together without thinking much. He fell into the black hole, but he only became worried after entering. He looked back and found that there was no boundary gate behind him.
