Chapter 1783: Three Thousand Rivers, only Take One Scoop!

Hearing Peng Li's words, Xu Kun was slightly silent.

He did not act pretentiously. He knew Peng Li's meaning better. He wanted to live in another way.

"Don't worry, the God of Weak Water will shine in this era!"

This was his promise to Peng Li.

"I believe in you."

"Let's go. In fact, you can move the Weak Water now even without me!"

"The original life water of Kongtong Seal is the nemesis of Weak Water."

Eh?

Xu Kun was stunned.

"Three thousand Weak Waters symbolize danger, death and despair, while the Three Lights Divine Waters represent life, hope and reproduction. Weak Waters are dead and no creature likes them. The Three Lights Divine Waters are lively and all things in the world are eager to be watered by them!"

"The Three Lights Divine Waters float on the Nine Heavens, and the Three Thousand Weak Waters sink into the Nine Netherworlds. Therefore, some people once called the Three Lights Divine Waters the Nine Heavens Holy Waters and the Three Thousand Weak Waters the Nine Netherworld Dead Waters!"

Nine Heavens Holy Waters!

Nine Netherworld Dead Waters!

Peng Li suddenly smiled: "There is something I think you must be interested in."

"Hmm?"

"Three Thousand Weak Waters, gods can hardly cross, so once, Three Thousand Weak Waters was a natural barrier from the human world to the underworld, but now the underworld is ruined, and the Weak Waters are backflowing, so it appeared in this human world."

Xu Kun was stunned, he didn't expect that the Weak Waters were related to the underworld.

"Then I'm out?"

"Well, go out!"

Xu Kun took a last look at the still thriving Heavenly Soul Tree. Now, he has established a certain connection with Peng Li through his split Heavenly Soul, so he can enter and exit Peng Li's body freely.

This is also the original intention of Peng Li to separate part of his soul.

"Use the Three Lights Divine Water to protect your body." Peng Li reminded.

"Okay!"

Xu Kun was very excited. After all, this time to unlock the luck under the Weak Waters is his biggest goal. Now, this goal is about to be achieved!

Soon, his body appeared in the outside world. Following Peng Li's instructions, he covered his body with the Three Lights Divine Water. After he appeared in the Weak Water, a partition appeared between the Three Lights Divine Water and the Weak Water around him!

The two could not blend at all!

"How to do it?" Xu Kun looked at the dark Weak Water and said.

"Have you heard of the Three Thousand Weak Waters, but only take one scoop?"

"I have heard of it, but I don't know what it means."

"The so-called one scoop is the source of the Weak Water. As long as you control the source of the Weak Water, the Three Thousand Weak Waters will flow with it."

"I will go to find the source of the Weak Water. As for you, you can rely on the protection of the Three Lights Divine Water to go to the bottom of the Weak Water and see if you can unlock the luck seal of the Yangtze River's source. If not, find a way to move the source of the Weak Water."

With Peng Li's suggestion, Xu Kun's action this time was more convenient.

He summoned the Ten Thousand Races Atlas and found that the Atlas became active, actively revealing a blank page and began to absorb the surrounding Three Thousand Weak Waters.

However, the absorption speed is not fast. If you want to really empty the entire Weak Water, you must find the source of the Weak Water as Peng Li said!

Since you can move freely in the Weak Water, don't delay and dive down!

Xu Kun felt that he was not diving into a river, but moving towards the center of the earth.

Not long after, Xu Kun's feet were empty, and he fell into a space before he could react.

"Oh my..."

Xu Kun didn't expect that there would be such a scene under the Weak Water!

The Weak Water, which is said to be so light that even goose feathers cannot float, is now carried by a light shield and flows above his head.

And under his feet...

"Chirp chirp~"

Not far from Xu Kun, there is an altar. On the altar, there is an angel statue, and in front of the statue, there is a cross floating!

A baby dragon similar to the Yellow River's luck little golden dragon was nailed to the cross!

Xu Kun's eyes were stern: "The sealing of the human race's destiny of the Yangtze River, could it be related to the angel race?"

Looking at the holy angel statue, Xu Kun was furious!

He rushed forward, but was bounced back by a force. In his ears, he heard the whimpering sound of the Yangtze River's destiny golden dragon.

Xu Kun got up in a panic and pulled out the Great Shang Chenying: "Destiny baby, don't worry, I'll save you now!"

Xu Kun's one arm raised the Great Shang Chenying, and various forces gathered and turned into beams of light, condensing on the Great Shang Chenying.

Gradually, the Great Shang Chenying turned into a golden sword.

"Want to stop me? Then I want to see how you block this sword!"

"Han Guang, Cheng Ying, Xiao Lian!"

"Heaven's Destiny·Reigning the World·Human Emperor Slash!"

Xu Kun's one arm swung this supreme sword!

The only one who can save the destiny of the human race is the Son of Destiny!

You can stop Xu Kun now, but you can't stop this slash of destiny!

After the slash, as Xu Kun imagined, the invisible force that originally blocked him was broken like a stream of water, and the nails embedded in the golden dragon of luck were broken. After he was freed, including the cross that locked him and the angel statue behind him, they all cracked!

Xu Kun leaned on the sword and stabbed the ground, looking at this scene fiercely.

Just like the divine body that sealed Xiang Yu, such a power is most afraid of its own terrible power of luck!

When Xu Kun split the divine coffin, he still needed to sacrifice the skill of fate judgment, but now he has been reborn again!

The golden dragon of luck was successfully unsealed, and the angel statue that he hated was also turned into dust.

Just when Xu Kun thought everything was settled and was waiting for Peng Li to find the source of the weak water and move the weak water that was pressing on this space, something unexpected happened!

A red light shot out from the angel statue and sank into the weak water above his head!

At the first moment, this space used to suppress the luck of the Yangtze River collapsed, and the weak water pressed down from the sky, scaring the luck golden dragon to whimper.

Xu Kun hurriedly dragged his tired body forward and hugged the other party in his arms, protecting him tightly from the erosion of the weak water.

Um~

The luck golden dragon in Xu Kun's arms raised his head and looked at Xu Kun seriously, as if he wanted to remember him.

But the next moment, Xu Kun's expression changed and he looked up.

I saw a blue light shot out from the dark weak water, colliding with the red light shot out from the broken angel statue!

Red and blue met, and an extremely shining beam of light was stirred out for an unknown distance. The people on the banks of Tongtian River exclaimed, looking at this strange scene, not knowing what happened.

"Hurry, run! The Weak Water is flooding!" Moang's face changed, looking at the gradually darkening water of Tongtian River, and hissed.

What!

Soon, the Tongtian River, which turned black, began to surge, and the angry waves seemed to swallow the whole world!

Compared with the embarrassment on the shore, Xu Kun at the bottom of Tongtian River was full of panic!

Peng Li's huge Kun fish body fell and hit the bottom hard.

"What happened?"

Peng Li had no chance to answer, but a voice full of evil came from the Weak Water.

"Heavenly Man, I didn't expect you to really go this far."

"Since you are here, don't leave, and stay at the bottom of the Weak Water forever with that luck!"

Sliding down, a series of dark chains blocked Xu Kun's whole body.

The frightened Golden Dragon of Luck hid in Xu Kun's arms and didn't dare to go out at all.

Similarly, Peng Li was also given the same chain package.

Three thousand weak waters pressed down on them.

"It's him..." Peng Li cried.

At this moment, Xu Kun also felt desperate. After the chains locked his whole body, he felt like a thousand-pound weight, and his soul was constantly sinking to the bottom.

The person who suppressed the luck of the Yangtze River, the source of the human race, left a backhand, and this backhand was like a switch that could only be activated when certain conditions were met.

Like the positive and negative poles of a switch, one comes from the angel statue, and the other comes from the source of weak water!

When the two forces are activated at the same time, the power of weak water will destroy everything.