"It's really the Qiqiaojie Book..."

A greedy voice rang out.

Yang Feng's tone was a little chilling and he said indifferently, "Since you are here, don't leave..."

The Empty Immortal Cultivator snorted disdainfully and said, "A mere ant who just Kong Xuan thought he was the master of heaven and earth, so he died for me..."

As he spoke, the ethereal cultivator rolled in his hands, and a red light that tore through the space transformed out, and the entire space began to solidify under the red light.

Yang Feng was indifferent, the entire space was solidifying, and he could still move freely.

Before the red light spread, Yang Feng stepped forward with his left foot and waved his hand and shouted, "First Naihe Bridge..."

The Seven Bridges Books floating in the air are like the wind blowing, making a rustling sound.

The next moment, the rolling wind rose out of thin air, and a miserable white stone bridge emerged from the sky. There were five big characters from Long Fei at the bridgehead, the first Naihe Bridge.

Under this miserable white Naihe Bridge, is the blood river that is essentially generated.

The smell of blood spread. Dozens of cultivators around looked at the pale Naihe Bridge, and the bloody river rolling under the Naihe Bridge, with a look of shock on their faces.

"But it has arrived, why don't you get on the road quickly..."

Yang Feng's voice burst out with a scent of the roar of the song. His divine energy at this time was much stronger than when he swallowed the divine pill and burned the essence and blood.

What's more, at this time, he was not only powerful in the divine essence, but more importantly, his Taoist rhyme is no longer the mere Kong Nie ant.

"If you don't go back in life, you won't go back in death, you won't go back once you enter..."

The low sound of the crescent sound on the Naihe Bridge began to permeate the space. No immortal cultivator could stay outside the Naihe Bridge, and they all stepped on the Naihe Bridge with confusion.
Chapter completed!