Martial God Sovereign Chapter 157: The Fallen River
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Chapter 157 The Fallen River
Han Yu's heart moved and asked: "The first-level tomb is the tomb of the strong in the Diwu realm, and the second-level ancient tomb is the tomb of the strong in the Tianwu realm. What is the tomb of the strong in the third-level tomb? Above the Tianwu realm, is there a more powerful existence?"
Tian Lao smiled and said: "Hey...the martial arts are endless, naturally there are more powerful existences above the Tianwu realm!"
Han Yu turned up the stormy waves in his heart. A strong man in the realm of Tianwu, able to travel for nine days and dominate the heavens, is an omnipotent and terrifying existence in the eyes of other levels of cultivators. I did not expect that there would be more than the realm of Tianwu. A powerful existence, hurriedly asked: "What is it?"
Tian Lao Dao: "You don’t need to know what it is right now. You just need to remember that the way of cultivation is boundless. The realm of Tianwu you know is not the ultimate of martial arts, and there are more powerful fields above it. ."
Han Yu nodded secretly. Indeed, he is only the cultivation base of the Xuanwu realm, and he is still one hundred and eight thousand miles away from the Tianwu realm. What about above the Tianwu realm, do you know that he has nothing to do with his cultivation? Influence, but still aroused the fighting spirit in Han Yu's heart.
Tian Lao continued: "If you can capture and refine the undead grievances of the owner of the tomb here, you can definitely become a Master Xieling!"
Han Yu suddenly became excited, excited, and exclaimed: "Really?"
Tian Lao suddenly poured cold water down and said, "But with your current cultivation level, you obviously can't get to the core area of this tomb."
"Look, everyone, here is a stone monument!" At this moment, there was a call from the river in the distance, and everyone walked over after hearing the words.
"The River of Fallen, this river is called the River of Fallen!"
"The river of fallen, the gods have fallen, the demons have fallen, and those who see this monument retreat quickly, don't be conceited!" One person read the content on the stone tablet, causing a burst of uproar.
The gods will fall, and the demons will fall, so who can pass this river?
"My God, what is a fallen river?" Han Yu asked. He had never heard of this kind of river, and the people around, looking at them with a blank expression, had obviously never heard of it.
"The River of Fallen is the most common fierce land among the three-level tombs of fierce tombs. It is formed by a weird formation. Any creature that enters the river of fallen will sink, even if it is able to guard against qi. The flying Celestial Martial Realm cultivator can't fly over the Fallen River. Once they touch the surface of the Fallen River, the gods can't save them." Tian Lao explained.
Han Yu was shocked. Even the strong of the Tianwu realm could not fly. This fallen river was even more terrifying than the undercurrent quicksand of the Golden River. He asked, "Is there no way to pass through the fallen river? ?"
Here, Han Yu doesn’t want to give up halfway. The third-level murder tomb is a cemetery that is stronger than the Tianwu realm. The treasures inside can be imagined to be terrifying. Han Yu just needs to get a little. It will also benefit infinitely.
Tian Lao said: "Ships made of special materials are required to pass, and this type of ship can only be made by Qi Tianshi."
"The demon words confuse the crowd and frighten the crowd. If it really can sink everything, where did the seniors who came in before go?" Suddenly a sneer sounded, and the person who spoke was listening to the wind sect. Young handsome, Xiao Taijie.
"Brother Xiao is right. The elders of our Jinhongmen have already arrived here first. They are not here now. They have obviously crossed the river. I think this stone monument was erected here to scare people!" Jin Wei Xiang, the great hero of Hongmen, flew.
"The river in the world, there is no boat that cannot be crossed, watch me gather a boat!" Xiao Taijie's body shook, and the powerful aura of Lingwu Seven Layers swept out like a tornado. He grabbed the void with his hands and transformed the surroundings. The aura of heaven and earth is for your own use, in the void, to build a ship of aura.
Soon, a small boat was formed in the void, capable of accommodating more than ten people, Xiao Taijie started again to create two aura paddles. With such a method, everyone was stunned.
"The powerhouse of the seventh level of Lingwu is really terrifying, and can actually shape everything in the world with aura!" A cultivator of the fifth level of Lingwu sighed. The Lingwu realm can transform the surrounding heaven and earth aura for their own use, and those with the first level of Lingwu can shape weapons with aura for use in battle. Powerful people with more than seven levels of Lingwu can not only evolve weapons, but also evolve everything in the world.
"Go!"
Xiao Taijie gave a low drink, and sent his hands forward, and the ship of aura fell on the river of corruption under his control.
"Poof..."
The river splashed, and the aura boat swayed with the waves, and did not sink.
"My God, you didn't mean that only special ships built by Qi Tianshi can float on the river of degeneration. How can ships of spiritual energy work?" Han Yu asked secretly.
"Just look at it." Tian Lao sold it on purpose.
"Haha, am I right? The advice on this stone tablet is just to scare people!" Xiao Taijie glanced contemptuously across the crowd, enjoying the feeling of attention.
Xiao Taijie leaped and landed steadily on the aura boat, smiling at Wei Xiangfei: "Brother Wei, I'm going one step ahead!"
Wei Xiangfei changed his color slightly. He and Xiao Taijie made a big bet before entering the cemetery. Whoever enters the cemetery deeper, whoever wins. He didn't want to lose to Xiao Taijie, and he started to spur the surrounding heaven and earth to shape aura ships.
The people who listened to the Fengzong boarded the boat one after another, and just jumped on two. Xiao Taijie on the boat suddenly let out a scream, and then people saw that the aura boat melted quickly, and Xiao Taijie and others suddenly felt like being covered by water. The ghost caught it firmly, unable to jump from the river with all his strength, the three of them were quickly swallowed by the fallen river in a scream of fear, and soon they couldn't even see their hair.
"His..."
The people on the shore retreated one after another, afraid of being splashed by the water of the Fallen River. The rest of the people listening to the wind sect were all shaking with fear, and there was a fear of passing by with death.
The cold sweat on Wei Xiangfei's forehead, the half-shaped aura vessel quietly dissolved, standing still in a daze.
Everyone looked at the stele again, full of fear. A master of the seven levels of Lingwu, who had no room to struggle, was swallowed by the river of corruption. Who would dare to doubt the words on the stele.
"Hey, the stone tablet has already said that some people are still self-righteous, and now they die with no bones left." A sect disciple who had a gap with Tingfengzong sneered.
"Even if the old masters have the means to pass through the River of Fallen, can you be compared with the old masters for a small but stinky young man? Arrogant and self-defeating in the end!"
Listening to the cynicism around, the hearts of the few people who survived the Fengzong, and the strongest player of the Fengzong, Pound Shui, his eyes were cracked. He glanced over several cynics and found that these people were all him. If he couldn't provoke him, he just swallowed the anger that reached his throat, and retreated decisively with the few remaining members of the Tingfeng Sect.
When they walked to Han Yu and the others, they stopped suddenly, and their expression became abnormally savage, and said viciously: "Boy, I told you before that you don't meet me again!"
Pang Deshui's heart was broken, and Han Yu, who was not strong enough, became his goal to vent his anger and regain his self-esteem.