"He will come back," Huang Ying'er nodded and said, looking at Xiao Qingyu.

Xiao Qingyu didn't say anything, he believed he would come back. However, she felt that after she came back, she would be getting further and further away from that person.

Li Tian walked and looked while walking. There were many mountains, rivers and rivers on the parchment scroll, which were also the corresponding locations of Lingxu Realm.

However, he couldn't understand the text above, and it was twisting like a bird, beast, insect text.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a sharp roar came from Li Tian's head. He stopped and looked up. It was a white eagle.

During this period, Bai Ying cleared a lot of trouble in the dark, otherwise, it would not have been so easy with Li Tian's strength.

Li Tian was a little surprised. Bai Ying acted as a very qualified bodyguard along the way. He had never shown up once, so why did he suddenly appear?

"There is a river in front of you," Bai Ying stood on a branch not far from Li Tian. "That river is called Wangchuan, and the source is Pingtian Mountain. There are countless evil spirits and ghost energy soaring into the sky."

"Wangchuan?" Li Tian looked at Bai Ying in surprise. He asked with a strange look on his face, "Who chose this name?"

"From the beginning, there was a stone tablet with the words "Wangchuan" engraved on it." Bai Ying looked at Li Tian with a strange look and was very confused.

Li Tian was shocked. Is it a coincidence or a necessity? Wangchuan? Is there Wangchuan here?

"The Wangchuan River connects to Pingtian Mountain and is under the jurisdiction of the Red Bull Demon," Bai Ying's face was serious. It said word by word: "We will not appear at will in the boundary of the Wangchuan River, and it is easy to be exposed. You must be careful."

Li Tian’s brain was a little stuck, and he was still struggling with Wangchuan. This is just a small world created by one person. If there was a stone tablet of Wangchuan from the beginning, it was probably left by the owner of the small world.

"I won't meet a fellow fellow man, right?" Li Tian murmured.

Li Tian looked up at the serious look of the Baiying not far away, coughed gently and asked, "Is the Wangchuan River dangerous?"

"Natural." Bai Ying nodded, "If you want to cross the river, you have to kill you, and there is no other way."

Li Tian thought of the ghost king Li sealed in the fairy sword, and nodded and said, "I will be careful."

The white eagle flapped its wings and hovered a few times, and its sound reached Li Tian's ears: "If it is really exposed, we must send you outside Zhongyue Mountain, and I hope you don't forget what you are going to do."

Li Tian responded, and he looked at the Bai Ying who had already left, thinking to himself: It was indeed his sincere subordinate, the bird really took a big advantage.

"The Forgetful River, commonly known as the River of the Ghost Realm," Li Tian put away the parchment in his hand, and he said as he walked: "You can show up."

Li didn't say anything, he didn't want to pay attention to Li Tian at all.

When Li Tian arrived at Wangchuan River, he was surprised to find that there were quite a few people here, but most of them were small groups, ranging from a dozen people to hundreds, and most of them were lotteryed.

Li Tian's single-handed look attracted a lot of attention, and his face was plain and there was no injury on his body. Everyone was very surprised.

"Why is he alone? How did he get here?" Someone said in a daze, expressing what everyone was thinking.

These people are all geniuses from the outside world, but after entering Lingxu Realm, they have to form small groups to dare to act. Especially when they enter the deep earth, the more people the safer they are. Of course, the people who die on the road are also in batches.

Not only is Wangchuan deep, but it has gone deeper than the outside world. Although the people who came through were seriously injured, they were able to survive and gained a lot of opportunities and their strength was greatly improved.

Li Tian glanced at everyone and found that the people here were basically all in the five Mahayana kalpas, and there were many people in the six Mahayana kalpas, and their level was more than one level compared to the people he had met before.

Although they are all lost, they must not be underestimated.

Li Tian's eyes swept to a river behind everyone. Although it was a river, the nearly 100-meter-long river surface made people feel the momentum of rivers and seas. However, its water flowed as smooth as stagnant water, with black air swaying, and sometimes a scattering white bones floated, which made people creepy.

He walked closer, and Wangchuanhe's appearance was more clearly revealed.

The black river water flowed slowly, and at first glance it looked like a bottomless abyss. The cold air rose from the soles of her feet and climbed up and down. The river surface was farther a little far away, and it was soaked in the black water that it was like a drowning person. Li Tian could not see at first glance the opposite side, in the center of the river, the rich black air filled the sky, blocking the situation opposite, which made people feel even more mysterious.

Li Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his whimper came from the black fog in the distance.

He turned around and looked around. Not far away, a huge rock hundreds of meters high stood up. The huge rock was covered with moss. Before, he thought it was Xiaoshan and didn't pay much attention to it. Now, after looking carefully, he found that the stone tablet was a little stone.

"Forgetful Chuan..." Li Tian read out the two words on the stone tablet, and his eyes were shining.

The powerful font is a bohemian cursive script. After years of experiencing it, it still reveals a powerful momentum. The two words seem to have completely melted into the huge rock and can never disappear.

"Master."

"Strong."

The voices of Li Tian and Li sounded at the same time. They could give such a high evaluation just by just two words, which shows the degree of shock in their hearts.

"There must be something terrible hidden in this Lingxu Realm," Li Tian narrowed his eyes and said. For some reason, he felt a strong impulse and excitement in his heart, and his hands began to tremble slightly.

"Cross the river first," Li reminded him.

Li Tian thought of the serious matters. No matter what, he still had to find a way to save Fengniao, and he would talk about other things later.

"Why are they just passing by the river?" Li Tian said to the people around him.

Except for the black fog in the center, the Wangchuan River has no other strange places. It is abnormal to stop here.

"Be careful!" Li's voice suddenly sounded, Li Tian turned his head suddenly, and a huge ferocious crocodile suddenly rushed out of the Forgetful River, and rushed towards Li Tian with his bloody mouth.

Li Tian kicked his feet, and flew out several meters against the crocodile. The moment he landed, he flew out several backflips.

"roar!"

The black crocodile roared, and its body was covered with black scales. Its blood-red eyes glanced at everyone with violent tyrannical signs. Its whole body twisted violently and quickly returned to the Forgetful River.

Li Tian knelt on one knee, half-squatted on the ground, his chest quickly rolled and his eyes fixed on the place where the crocodile disappeared.

At this time, the Wangchuan River seemed to press the switch, and the calm river surface was filled with turbulent waves.
Chapter completed!