“…”

A Pang was speechless and had to walk slowly according to the sensing. Every time he took, he felt sweaty and trembling, as if he was about to lose weight.

Along the way, sometimes after waves of magical powers came, sometimes sword energy soared into the sky, and broken spiritual treasures came to kill...

Hurry ~

I don’t know how long I walked, but Niuta walked slowly and seemed to be getting lost. When Yu Yang listened, he seemed to hear the sound of running water.

"The legendary Forgetful River?"

He patted the bull's shoulder and spread a magic force to cheer him up. Yang Yu stared at him and finally saw a different color than darkness.

The red light swayed in the cold wind. When you look closely, you will see that they are evil and charming flowers, growing on the bank of a river that is darker than the darkness and surging.

"Manzhushahua? This is Wangchuan River!"

As if he saw something familiar, Abang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but his face turned pale:

"No, Kui Ye! The Forget River, the Forget River does not lead to the six paths of reincarnation. We, we are afraid, are afraid we have taken the wrong path!"

His whole body trembled, and this time the bull's head was really limp on the ground:

"Hell, this is the road to the eighteen levels of hell..."

"You are a bullhead, why are you afraid of the eighteen levels of hell?"

Yu Yang was speechless.

What are the prisoners afraid of?

But he didn't force it, letting the bull head breathe heavily, and waited until he calmed down and said:

"If you lead to the eighteenth level of hell, then you don't have to turn back and walk through these six paths of reincarnation."

"This, this is..."

When A Ping thought about it, his fear suddenly faded and he boldly approached Wangchuan River.

On the banks of the Forgetful River, there are Manzhu Shahua as red as blood. In this glimmer of light, the sky eyes can finally see something.

In the rushing Forgetful River, corpses and souls can be seen from time to time, and further away, a wooden bridge can be seen in the darkness leading to the opposite shore.

"Is that Naihe Bridge?"

Yu Yang described it for a moment.

"No, not..."

A Pang didn't see the bridge, but he just shook his head when he heard it:

"On the Forgetful River, it is difficult for immortals to cross, so there are many wooden bridges, but the real Naihe Bridge is a stone bridge..."

"So, behind the bridge is the eighteen levels of hell?"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

In a vague way, he could sense something strange, as if something was deliberately distorting the darkness around him.

‘Someone is leading me?’

Walking on the decaying wooden bridge, Yang Yu thought to himself that he did not think that the bull head had taken the wrong path.

In fact, he could still feel the deep oppression of the six realms of reincarnation.

Without any danger, one man and one cow walked across the wooden bridge and walked to the other side of the Wangchuan River. From afar, Yang Yu saw the decaying and dilapidated ancient city again.

"Really, it's really a prison city...I, am I really taking the wrong path?"

A Pang muttered to himself, a little dumbfounded:

"It's messy, it's messy... it's messy, it's messy..."

At this moment, even though he was so slow, he realized something was wrong. He let Yu Yang persuade him, and he was unwilling to get close to the city.

"Kui Ye, go back, something is wrong here, it's very wrong!"

"It's really wrong, but..."

Yu Yang gently pressed his heart.

His mind gathered in the gluttony cauldron, and he heard the sound of "Yi" again in the flames of the food burning.

"Going to the six realms of reincarnation does not mean that you must reach the six realms of reincarnation..."

The moment he got out of the Gluttony Cauldron, Yang Yu forgot his memory about Yi, but he was sure in his heart:

"Maybe, it's unknown if you come to the right place."

"ah?"

Without forcing Niu Tou, Yang Yu left a magic power to protect him, and he walked alone in the darkness and walked outside the ancient city.

During this time, most of the oppression of the six realms of reincarnation disappeared, and not only the heavenly eyes, but also the perception has recovered a lot.

The mottled blood on this ancient city can be seen with the naked eye.

"Ten thousand different blood stains, including those with great powers..."

After stopping for a while, Yang Yu seemed to feel something. Instead of entering the city gate, he stepped lightly under his feet and climbed to the top of the city under the invisible and terrifying oppression.

Rumble!

At this moment, Niu Tou Aping heard a deafening roar on the banks of the Forget River, which were not far apart.

He looked in horror, but saw a dazzling divine light suddenly appearing in the ancient city. The divine light rose into the sky like thousands of waterfalls, sweeping through the mist, and its power seemed to shake the vast underworld between nothingness.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! But in just a moment, the divine light that was as vast as the sky had dimmed and was filled with a layer of darkness.

"That's it?"

Niu Tou Aping's eyelids twitched wildly.

There was no mottled ancient city in the darkness, and it was a giant beast crawling between the wilderness.

It is as big as a mountain or a star, blocking the darkness, like blocking the embankment of the Forget River.

Dragon body, one horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, tiger head...

This beast is like a collection of thousands of beasts. At first glance, it seems that you can find the shapes of all the beasts that exist in the world.

Majestic and sacred.

"Listen carefully?"

The divine light rushing upwards shocked Yang Yu thousands of miles away. As the rolling fog surged, he also recognized the giant beast crawling in the wild.

But unlike NiuTou, under his heavenly eyes, Di Ting, the head of the ten spiritual beasts in the underworld, is now a bone without any flesh and blood.

Terrifying scars were everywhere, and many places had already cracked. With one move, a large skeleton collapsed like a mountain collapse, making a loud "rumbling" sound.

"Sir Diting..."

A Pang was surprised and was far away. He had kowtowed his head repeatedly and said, "Sir."

If it weren't for Mitian's air waves, he would even want to rush forward.

“Woooooo~”

In the yin wind, there seemed to be a roar of beasts echoing, like dragons and tigers, like unicorns, and the sacred evil spirits stirred up the shadow-covered place.

Huh ~

In the dark wind, Yang Yu looked intently, and the information about this divine beast surged in his heart.

Diting, who has become a bone, still has the strengths of various divine beasts, and can be seen with the images of dragons, unicorns, lions, tigers and other divine beasts.

There are still many spiritual lights intertwined on most of its broken skeletons.

Diting is a divine beast in the underworld. It has the power of listening to all things and all kinds of time and space. It has the strength of all divine beasts, and also has the beauty of spiritual energy, spirit energy, blessing, wealth, sharp energy, luck, etc.

"Listen to all things? Yi wants me to come here to find this beast? Then, what led me here..."

As soon as Yang Yu's heart moved, he saw nine spiritual lights intertwined and swept through the air like a horse, sweeping towards him.

Buzz ~

Yang Yu did not refuse, and was swept by divine light in Niu Tou's envious eyes and came to a strange place.

...

Almost at the same time, in the ancient city under the forest warship, the White Elephant King suddenly looked up.

"This breath?!"

Di Ting's breath flashed by. Even though he was as powerful as the Taoist in Heaven, he had no idea, but the White Elephant King's expression changed suddenly.

He felt the tremor of his own bloodline.

A divine beast that is far purer than his bloodline appeared in this Netherworld.

"There are still such divine beasts in this underworld that have not died?"

The vibration of the White Elephant King instantly attracted the eyes of the Eight Extreme Lords. The Taoist Tianli raised his eyebrows, and the light of the killing star behind him was steeped.
To be continued...