Chapter 1041: The weak water of the underworld, the magic sound fills the ears
Then everyone headed towards the long corridor together.
He stepped into the corridor with both feet.
There were a total of nineteen people present. Except for Chen Fan, there were nine masters of immortality levels, and two of them were above the sixth level of immortality. The overall strength was quite strong.
Even if something unexpected happens, everyone still feels relatively safe.
However, nothing unusual happened when he stepped into the corridor, and he was not teleported to other places.
The long corridor in front of me is still far away and misty, probably more than a hundred feet long, and I can't see clearly what's going on outside.
Although this corridor is wide, the two sides are not sealed. There are extremely tall pillars on both sides.
On both sides of the edge of the corridor, there is a continuous flowing, yellowing river.
"This water..." Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he noticed something was wrong.
"It seems...is the water of the underworld?" Fei Enjun walked to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan nodded slightly.
Because he himself had the water of Huangquan, he was deeply impressed by this thing.
When he was still weak, this water from the underworld gave him great help.
And even now, when he sees such an exaggerated scale of water from the underworld, his eyes can't help but twinkle, and his heart is ready to move.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, but took out a gourd-shaped storage treasure from the mustard stone.
Then with a thought, his spiritual consciousness drove the gourd to fly out.
Try to drink some of the water from the underworld.
What surprised Chen Fan was that as soon as the gourd left the corridor, it seemed to be affected by extremely terrifying gravity and began to fall.
Chen Fan's expression also changed in shock.
Even with the strength of his consciousness, he was unable to stop the gourd from falling.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the gourd fell into the yellow spring water hundreds of feet below. At this moment, Chen Fan also felt that his consciousness was damaged, and he completely lost control of the gourd.
The corner of his mouth twitched as he looked into the underworld water. After the gourd entered the underworld water, it was instantly corroded and decomposed by the terrifying power, and then sank into it, leaving not even the residue.
"Surprisingly..." Chen Fan raised his eyebrows.
Fei Enjun also looked at Chen Fan in astonishment, his face full of surprise.
Although the water of Huangquan is called the water of breaking law.
But in fact, it will not damage the consciousness at all.
Generally speaking, if you want to activate the water of the underworld, you need the power of heaven and earth or direct spiritual control.
And the water of Huangquan cannot have such a terrifying gravity.
"This is not the water of the underworld...or, in the traditional sense, the ordinary water of the underworld as you understand it." Taoist Mingxu's voice rang out.
Chen Fan and Fei Enjun turned back together.
"This should be the highest level of underworld water, underworld weak water."
Taoist Mingxu's face also showed unprecedented solemnity.
"If there are flowing objects all around, then we'd better not put anything outside the corridor, and don't try to leave the corridor from here... No one below the Demon King or Immortal can withstand the weak water of the underworld.
The presence."
Chen Fan also had an unusually solemn expression when he heard this.
At the same time, he also felt strange.
This corridor is not set up in a closed state, and a gap is specially left, and the weak water of Huangquan is placed outside. What on earth is the owner of this "cave sky" thinking?
Just to show that he has such a powerful collection?
"Let's go, we can only continue moving forward along the corridor." Taoist Mingxu said.
Chen Fan nodded and looked away.
Everyone moved forward without going far.
In the deep corridor, a melodious and melodious voice suddenly came out.
This sound seems to be the sound of guzheng.
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, but his expression was serious.
Just listening to this voice, Chen Fan could feel the sadness and resentment in it.
Even soon, he felt an extremely uncomfortable and uncontrollable feeling of grief in his heart...
"It's definitely an attack at the musical level!"
Chen Fan frowned.
There are musical attacks that directly condense into entities, and there are also methods that directly touch the soul and affect emotions.
In fact, this is also a special soul attack, but it is more difficult to guard against.
"Be careful, everyone, this voice contains a spiritual attack, be careful to keep the spiritual platform clear!"
Song Qianxue's reminder sounded.
This woman is also a very kind-hearted person.
Chen Fan also raised his eyebrows and turned back.
As the sound of the guzheng sounded, everyone around them showed tangled expressions, and a few of the weaker ones even burst into tears and cried loudly.
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, but felt very strange in his heart.
Not talking about his combat power, but just talking about his cultivation, he is also a master of the third level of immortality. Even so, he will be affected by the sound of the guzheng.
As for the voice that can affect oneself, if the remaining people listen to it, their souls should be destroyed directly.
"It seems...everyone is affected at a different level when hearing this sound..."
He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and turned to look to the side.
But I saw that even Taoist Mingxu's nose was red and his eyes were filled with tears. He was obviously affected a lot.
"really!"
Chen Fan's eyes flashed.
Although his emotions will be greatly affected, his reason is still there.
Compared with the impact of the "power of Tianyuan" on one's own spirit and emotions, the sound of the guzheng is far behind.
In fact, Chen Fan has been practicing all the way to this day.
The state of mind is also quite tenacious and cannot be easily affected.
However, as time goes by, the infectious power of the guzheng sound continues to deepen.
"I don't know if this sound will only sound in this area, or will it sound at a fixed time?"
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, but saw a figure turning into a stream of light and rushing forward, it was Fei Enjun.
However, he encountered the same situation that King Haoyan encountered when he wanted to leave the hall at the beginning. No matter how fast he was, he could not distance himself from others and could not leave this area.
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly: "It seems that the sound of the guzheng should be calculated based on time, so the only way to survive is to endure it..."
But he simply sat down cross-legged and refused to move forward...
Fei Enjun also understood that he could not leave, so he also imitated Chen Fan and sat down cross-legged.
Other people also followed suit, abandoned distracting thoughts, and began to meditate and regulate their breath.
As the sound of the guzheng became louder and more intense, the impact on everyone also became more intense.
Although the level of demonic sound experienced by everyone is obviously different depending on their cultivation level, it is generally based on their cultivation level, and those with weak strength will be more affected.
To advance to the tenth level, you need to reach the standard of willpower and state of mind. To break through the Dao Fruit, you need higher limits. You need a strong will and you have to survive the inner demon tribulation. Therefore, people with high cultivation levels generally have a stronger state of mind and will.
People with less than ten levels generally have worse willpower and mood.
Between crying and crying.
"I'm so miserable, what's the point of living!"
A warrior with only the ninth level of cultivation suddenly rose into the sky and jumped out of the corridor. The moment he flew out of the corridor, he fell straight into the weak water of the underworld.
Pass!
Blinking and making no sound.
If what Taoist Mingxu said is true, and only masters of the Demon God King level can withstand this weak water of the underworld, then this person must be dead and cannot die again.
The corner of Chen Fan's mouth twitched, and at this moment, he realized why the corridor was not closed.
And then he jumped into the water of the underworld.
He shook his head, but he threw away his distracting thoughts and stayed close to the Qingming Festival on the mourning platform!
And as the ninth-level warrior understood himself, a second person soon jumped up with the same sadness.
"I can't even hold on to the ninth level, why should I hold on?!"
However, this person has a weaker cultivation level and is only a master.