A black river flows with turbulent waves, blocking Su Hun's way.
Without anyone to offer sacrifices, there would be no way to cross this black river.
"But I have heard a legend before that there is a ten-thousand-year-old stuttering beast in the Black River!"
Suddenly, the little black snake said.
"Ten thousand years of stuttering!"
Su Hun was stunned.
"Ten thousand years of stumbling is the black turtle."
The little black snake said: "I heard a long time ago that there is a Keba named Black Turtle in the Black River. If Keba can lead the way, one can cross the Black River without sacrifice."
"How to summon Keba."
asked the little beast.
"this!"
The little black snake thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just heard that Keba can carry others across the Black River."
"You can't lie to me!"
The little beast said seriously.
"I don't dare, I don't dare," the little black snake swung its tail quickly and said, "There is a Keba in the Black River. Not only do I know about it, but other creatures nearby also know about it."
"But I don't know how to summon Keba. What's the difference between what you said and what you didn't say?"
The little black snake lowered its head.
"Su Hun, let's not talk about whether there is really a Keba here. Even if there is, we don't know how to summon it!"
In Najie, Dugulang and others said.
Su Hun was silent for a while, and now it seemed that there was only one way.
He took off the ring, sealed it with spiritual power, and gave it to the little beast.
"Su Hun, you are crazy."
The little beast knew what Su Hun wanted to do.
"Black snake eating people has nothing to do with strength. Don't let yourself die."
Su Hun shook his head and said, "It's not like we're going to die. I'm almost sure."
"But..." The little beast wanted to say something else, but when he saw Su Hun's calm eyes, he knew that it was useless to say anything. No one except Qing Wu could change the decision he made.
"Remember, if I don't come for a long time, you can leave with the ring and return to the place where the coffin is buried, waiting for Qing Wu."
Su Hun said.
The little beast nodded slightly: "Be careful."
Su Hun cast a spell, and his spiritual power vibrated slightly, reflecting the shadows of a bronze lamp, a big bell, a long sword, and three ancient artifacts floating above his head.
Under his control, holding the lamp in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, the bell landed and just enveloped him.
Looking at Heihe, Su Hun took a deep breath, and his heart was beating, wondering if this method would be useful.
After all, he only reflected the shadow of the ancient artifact, and was not able to manifest part of the power of the ancient artifact like Song Master.
Now, he can only hope that these three ancient artifacts can be passively activated to suppress all the ominousness and darkness.
Staring at the Black River, Su Hun no longer hesitated and jumped into the Black River. In a flash, the person disappeared without any splash.
"Oh, you are such a madman. If you die, how will I explain to Sister Duobao when I go back? Also, that big demon girl Qingwu..." The little beast shook his head and sighed, wrapping his tail around Najie.
The moment Su Hun jumped into the Black River, all his perceptions disappeared, everything fell into darkness, and he could neither sense nor see anything.
But he didn't die and his soul is still there, which shows that the three ancient artifacts still have some effect.
He quickly activated it and continued to shine.
A shallow light began to fill the air, and at that time, threads of light continued to intertwine and spread.
Finally, Su Hun discovered that these rays of light were actually the lines on the big clock. It was these lines that were glowing and illuminating part of the area, so that he could barely see.
But it was only limited to the inside of the big clock. Outside the big clock, it was still dark.
After descending for a while, Su Hun landed on the ground. According to the speed and time, the depth was still about a hundred meters at most.
Suddenly, those lines flickered violently, bright and dark.
At this time, Su Hun also felt an indescribable chill seeping from outside the big clock.
This kind of extremely terrifying and strange energy, there is no doubt that if it were not blocked by the big clock, he would never be able to survive now.
But the lines on the big clock are getting darker and darker, and I'm afraid they won't last long.
Su Hun kept reflecting, trying to materialize the big clock. Finally, the lines became brighter and no longer flickered.
Su Hun then started to walk forward, always staring at the lines on the big clock.
He didn't know how long he had been walking, but suddenly, he started to tremble inexplicably, as if he was being stared at by something.
He quickly glanced around. Inside the big clock, there was nothing except him!
Whoosh, he saw a fluctuation that seemed a little unusual, and it was a bit bigger when he got closer.
In an instant, Su Hun's hair stood on end and his body tensed up.
Outside the big clock, against the clock wall, a grimace slowly appeared, especially the eyes, which seemed to be dripping with blood.
Even though Su Hun had a strong heart, he was furious at this moment and almost screamed.
"What the hell is this."
Su Hun quickly retreated, but the ghostly face still followed him, pressing against the wall of the clock, as if he wanted to come in.
At this time, the pattern of the big clock flashed, getting brighter and brighter, as if it felt threatened.
The grimace couldn't help but show a look of unwillingness. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and blew out a mouthful of colorful gas, which hit the wall of the clock.
In an instant, the big bell vibrated, and an evil force that could not be described in words penetrated. Just a faint breath almost caused Su Hun to explode.
"What the hell."
Su Hun shouted loudly to embolden himself, raised his hand and blasted with a spiritual force, hoping to blast the ghost face.
The latter opened his mouth, and another dazzling light filled the air, shaking away his spiritual power.
And this time, a little gas came in through the bell wall.
Su Hun's scalp immediately went numb, and his intuition told him that encountering this thing would definitely be worse than death.
Wave!
At this moment, the bronze lamp in his hand was suddenly ignited, and a gas-like blue flame flashed out from the wick, and then swept away, swallowing up the colorful light.
Su Hun was refreshed and quickly raised the bronze lamp and approached the ghost face.
The latter showed a horrified expression, which made Su Hun quickly retreat with a horrified expression, as if he was very afraid.
At the same time, Su Hun's hand shook, and the illusory long sword shook out a sword flower and shot out, blasting the ghost Nian and letting out a chilling scream.
"It seems that only these three ancient artifacts can deal with the things here."
Su Hun felt a little relieved.
He moved forward carefully.
Suddenly, there was an endless voice: "Sacrifice, why don't you hand over your soul."
Su Hun's heart was pounding. He held the lamp tightly and held the sword to embolden himself and shouted: "Send me a hair, I'm here to knock you off."
"Those who enter the Soul River must sacrifice their souls before they can be reborn."
The voice sounded again.
"Uncle, why don't you go to death yourself?"
Su Hun shouted.
Immediately, his pupils shrank and his hairs stood up one by one.
In the distance, I don't know how far away, as if across a galaxy, there is a huge blood-red eye, dripping with blood.
This eyeball is huge and boundless, and the stars surrounding it are extremely eye-catching.