Chapter 157 The Fallen River

Han Yu was very moved, and asked: "The first-level tomb is the tomb of a strong person in the realm of earth martial arts, the second-level ancient tomb is the grave of a strong person in the realm of Tianwu, and the tomb of a third-level murderous tomb is the grave of a strong person? On, is there a stronger existence?"

Tian Lao smiled and said: "Hey... Martial arts have no end, and naturally there are more powerful existences above the realm of Tianwu!"

Han Yu's heart was full of turbulent waves. A strong man in the realm of Tianwu can swim for nine days and dominate the sky. In the eyes of practitioners of other levels, he is an omnipotent and terrifying existence. He did not expect that there is a more powerful existence above the realm of Tianwu , hurriedly asked: "What is it?"

Tian Lao said: "You don't need to know what existence is. You just need to remember that the way of cultivation is boundless. The Tianwu realm you know is not the acme of martial arts. There are more powerful realms above it."

Han Yu nodded secretly. Indeed, he is only at the Xuanwu realm now, and he is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the Tianwu realm. Regardless of whether he is above the Tianwu realm, it will not have the slightest impact on his cultivation, but It still aroused the fighting spirit in Han Yu's heart.

Tian Lao continued: "If you can capture and refine the resentment of the undead of the owner of the tomb here, you can definitely become a master of undead!"

Han Yu's blood boiled immediately, and he was so excited that he exclaimed, "Really?"

Tian Lao suddenly poured a basin of cold water down, and said: "But with your current cultivation, it is obvious that you cannot reach the core area of ​​this tomb."

"Everyone, come and see, there is a stone tablet here!" At this moment, a voice came from the river in the distance, and the crowd hurried over after hearing the words.

"The River of Fallen, the name of this river is the River of Fallen!"

"The river of depravity, the depravity of the gods, the depravity of the demons, those who see this stele retreat quickly, or you will bear the consequences!" One person recited the content on the stone stele, which immediately caused bursts of uproar.

All the gods will fall, and all the demons will perish, so who can cross this river?

"Tian Lao, what is the Fallen River?" Han Yu asked, he had never heard of this kind of river, and the people around him, looking at them with blank faces, obviously had never heard of it either.

"The Fallen River is the most common evil place among the third-level tombs. It is evolved from a strange formation. Any object or creature that enters the Fallen River will sink, even if it is a Tianwu who can control Qi and fly. Practitioners in the lower realm cannot leap over the fallen river, and once they touch the surface of the fallen river, even gods cannot save them." Tian Lao explained.

Han Yu was taken aback. Even the strong in the realm of Tianwu couldn't leap. This degenerate river is more terrifying than the undercurrent of quicksand flowing in the Jin River. He asked, "Is there no way to pass through the degenerate river?"

It’s all here, and Han Yu doesn’t want to give up halfway. The third-level tomb is a cemetery for existences stronger than Tianwu realm. One can imagine how terrifying the treasures inside will be. As long as Han Yu gets a little casually, he will also benefit. endless.

Tian Lao said: "The boats that need to be made of special materials can pass through, and this kind of boats can only be made by Qi Tianshi."

"It's just to confuse and frighten people. If it really sinks everything, where have all the seniors who came in before gone?" Suddenly a sneer sounded, and the person who spoke was Xiao Taijie, a young hero from the Fengzong sect. .

"Brother Xiao is right. The elders of our Jinhongmen have rushed here first. They are not here now. They have obviously crossed the river. I think this stone tablet is erected here to scare people!" Jinhongmen said. Junjie Wei Xiangfei said.

"The river in the world can't be crossed without a boat. Watch me condense a boat!" Xiao Taijie's body shook, and the powerful aura of the seventh level of Lingwu swept out like a tornado. For your own use, build a ship of aura in the void.

Soon, a small boat was formed in the void, which could accommodate more than a dozen people. Xiao Taijie started again and created two aura paddles. With such a method, everyone was dumbfounded.

"A strong man at the seventh level of Lingwu is really terrifying. He can shape everything in the world with spiritual energy!" A practitioner at the fifth level of Lingwu exclaimed. In the realm of spiritual martial arts, the aura of the surrounding world can be used for one's own use. People at the first level of spiritual martial arts can shape weapons with aura and use them in battle. A strong person above the seventh level of Lingwu can not only evolve weapons, but also evolve everything in the world.

"go!"

Xiao Taijie let out a low shout, and sent his hands forward, and under his control, the spirit boat landed on the fallen river.

"Plop..."

The river water splashed, and the spirit boat swayed with the waves, but did not sink.

"Old God, didn't you say that only special boats built by Qi Tianshi can float on the Fallen River, how about spiritual boats?" Han Yu asked secretly.

"Look and see." Tianlao deliberately put off a trick.

"Haha, am I right? The remonstrance on the stone tablet is just to scare people!" Xiao Taijie glanced at the crowd contemptuously, enjoying the feeling of all the attention.

Xiao Taijie jumped up and landed firmly on the spiritual energy boat, and smiled at Wei Xiangfei: "Brother Wei, I'll take a step first!"

Wei Xiangfei's color changed slightly. He and Xiao Taijie made a big bet before entering the cemetery. The one who entered the deeper the cemetery would win. He didn't want to lose to Xiao Taijie, so he also started mobilizing the aura of the surrounding world to shape the aura vessel.

Listening to Fengzong's people boarding the boat one after another, just two of them jumped on board, Xiao Taijie on the boat suddenly let out a scream, and then people saw that the spirit boat melted quickly, and Xiao Taijie and others felt as if they were being killed by water ghosts The three of them screamed in fear and were quickly swallowed by the fallen river, and soon they couldn't even see a hair.

"hiss……"

The people on the bank backed up one after another, fearing that they would be splashed by the water of the Fallen River and encounter accidents. The few remaining people of Tingfengzong were all trembling with fright, feeling the fear of brushing shoulders with death.

Wei Xiangfei's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and the spiritual energy vessel that was half molded quietly dissipated, and he stood there dumbfounded.

Everyone looked at the stone tablet again, full of fear. A master of the seventh level of spiritual martial arts had no room to struggle, and was swallowed by the river of corruption. Who would dare to doubt the words on the stone tablet.

"Hey, the stele has already stated it, some people still think they are right, and now they are dead without bones." A sect disciple who had a gap with Tingfeng Sect sneered.

"Even if the old masters have the means to pass through the river of depravity, can you, a mere young man, be able to compare with the old masters? Arrogant and conceited, the result is self-destruction!"

Hearing the cynicism around him, listening to the surviving members of the Fengzong, the hearts of those who survived the Fengzong were like knives, and listening to the current strongest member of the Fengzong, Pang Deshui, whose eyes were tearing apart. He glanced at the cynics, and found that he could not afford to provoke them. Yes, he swallowed the anger that reached his throat, and retreated decisively with the rest of the Tingfeng Sect.

When he walked to Han Yu's side, he stopped suddenly, his face became extremely ferocious, and he said viciously: "Boy, I told you before that you must never meet me again!"

Pang Deshui was so aggrieved that Han Yu, who was not strong, became his target to vent his anger and regain his self-esteem.