??Dark, cold, vast water, and endless void upwards.
Downward is a river full of corpses.
The miserable green will-o'-the-wisps, like clouds, float on the mountains of corpses on the water, burning eternally.
"Wow!"
The water surface was broken.
A black Yin ship sailed past the thousand-meter-high corpse mountain. The hull was long and flat, like a square iron coffin. It was more than two hundred meters high when exposed on the water.
In the black formation light curtain of the Yin Ship, Zhang Ruochen stood on the bow of the ship with his hands behind his back, staring forward.
This ferry was borrowed by Wen Chu from a great god in the Ghost City of Impermanence by virtue of his relationship with the Yan family of Dark Abyss. The man driving the boat is a supreme sage named Nu Lan, who is one of the most important people in the world of Impermanence Ghost City.
Crossing the river tonight and walking through the space wormhole of Impermanence Ghost City, we can reach the Abyss of Darkness as soon as tomorrow morning.
Xuetu stood beside Zhang Ruochen, unable to calm down the excitement in his heart, and said: "Senior brother is indeed a worldly legend. He actually made the Yama clan pay such attention to him that he sent a true god to come and take care of him. Even if I, Xuetu, become my master, I have never been like this. treatment.¡±
The moment he met Wen Chu, Xuetu's admiration for Zhang Ruochen reached an all-out level.
??????? How has the Yama clan ever attached so much importance to a monk in the holy realm?
This further shows that going to the Abyss of Darkness is to do something big.
Only when you do big things will you have big opportunities.
The fact that Zhang Ruochen is willing to take him with him shows that this senior brother has deep affection for him and truly regards him as one of his own.
Zhang Ruochen¡¯s eyes were solemn and he said, ¡°Go and invite God Wen Chu over.¡±
"Okay, let's go."
Xue Tu turned around and happened to see the figure of the Prajna Goddess walking towards him. Suddenly his flesh and blood tightened, he lowered his head and walked quickly along the edge of the Yin Ship.
Seeing that the Prajna Goddess didn¡¯t look angry, she didn¡¯t stop him, or even look at him.
Xuetu was very surprised and couldn't help but secretly guess, could it be that what he talked nonsense during the day was actually true?
Don¡¯t dare to think too much or say too much.
After all, the Goddess Prajna broke through the realm and became a god, but he has not yet passed through the divine tribulation. The gap in cultivation is right in front of him, so he has to give up.
"I have calculated based on the way of destiny that tonight, disaster will come from Sanli. It is a sign of great misfortune."
Prajna¡¯s voice came from behind.
Zhang Ruochen could not stop Prajna and Xiao Hei after all. They boarded the Yin Ship together and stayed together. At the same time, they also knew that the destination of his trip was the Abyss of Darkness.
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "I have also calculated that there will be no luck tonight. It seems that the news has leaked out, but I don't know where the danger comes from? Is it too late for us to retreat to the Holy City of Seven Injustices now?"
Although Zhang Ruochen has Wuji Holy Will, compared with Prajna, a god who is proficient in calculation, he is still far behind.
Prajna shook his head slightly, with sharp eyes, and said: "There are four true gods on this Yin ship. No matter how dangerous it is, you can brave it. Retreating is just to avoid the wind and waves for a while. The wind and waves are still there, and they will not be affected by you." Retreat and disappear. Only by advancing can you ride the wind and waves."
A strange color flashed in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.
There is no trace of weakness in Prajna tonight, and his fearless demeanor is enough to break the hearts of monks all over the world.
Footsteps sounded.
Wen Chu came over and asked, "What happened?"
With him was Nu Lan.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The monks on this Yin ship are unreliable."
Hearing that Chu was moved.
Nu Lan is both the Supreme Sage and the Nine Tribulations Ghost Emperor. He said coldly: "What do you mean, Mr. Ruochen? Do you suspect that the monks under me have different intentions?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "There are a total of 375 holy monks on this Yin ship. Can you guarantee that each of them is reliable?"
"Every one of them is loyal to this emperor."
Nu Lan was very dissatisfied, and bowed to salute the two gods Prajna and Wen Chu, saying: "Two true gods, don't worry, Nu Lan can guarantee that no monk on the ship will leak the secret. If there is any accident, Nu Lan will naturally be embarrassed to face the true gods. , you should burn yourself on this Santu River."
Wen Chu, of course, believed Nu Lan and was about to ask Zhang Ruochen what happened.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's face suddenly turned pale, his skin quickly shriveled, and his body sunken inward.
"It's the power of the curse, the blood-devouring curse!"
Wen Chu roared angrily, and without even thinking about it, a mighty divine energy burst out from his body immediately, wrapping Zhang Ruochen in an attempt to block the mysterious and strange curse.s attack.
This Divine King Talisman was given to Wen Chu by the Wuqing Sect before leaving.
The stone sword that struck into Xiao Hei's body trembled violently.
Xiao Hei¡¯s arms were filled with dense regular divine patterns and filaments of flame. He grabbed the hilt of the sword and forcibly pulled it out. However, it is difficult to suppress.
Xiao Hei held the sword in both hands and waved it uncontrollably on the Yin Ship, as if he was drunk.
Xue Tu was so frightened that he ran away quickly.
However, Xiao Hei always chased him.
"Cat God, I don't know where Xue has offended you, and you want to kill them all?" Xue Tu used all his strength to avoid Xiao Hei's chops.
However, there were still several times when I was almost cut in half.
The divine blood in Xiao Hei's body continued to flow into his body. He was extremely depressed and shouted: "This stone sword is too strong. I can't suppress it. Who will help me? Zhang Ruochen, give me a helping hand."
Zhang Ruochen backed away far away, not daring to step forward.
¡°Are you kidding? Even the true God can¡¯t suppress it. How can he help?
However, Zhang Ruochen saw some clues and stared closely at the magic patterns on the stone sword, feeling the familiar aura emanating from the stone sword.
"Snapped!"
In the sky, Wen Chu opened a hole in the God King Talisman that he held up.
Wen Chu's face changed drastically and he said: "Oh no! If I guessed correctly, Wentong's true body must have arrived, using the power of the Xingtian Jar. Even the Divine King Talisman cannot stop it for long."
"Who? Wentong, is he the Great God Wentong of the Hades Palace?"
Xue Tu¡¯s expression suddenly became like that of a dead person.
How can a few new gods who have not even cultivated in the world of gods be able to fight against an existence that can be called a "great god"?
In front of the Great God, the lives of their holy monks are more contemptible than a piece of grass. Any god's disciples or worldly myths can be blown away into ashes with just one breath. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com