A dark river lay in front of everyone. The water looked like a pool of stagnant water with corpses on it.
These corpses are different from the Netherworld River seen in the Holy Tower. Although they are all upside down and as pale as a stick, their heads are all bald, and every one of them is a monk.
In addition, the difference from the Holy Tower Netherworld River is its size. Although the Hell River here is similar, it is far less vast than it is and is more like an identical branch.
But even if it was a branch, Xu Wuzhou was extremely cautious and couldn't help but ask Xin Yunhu: "How could the Hell River be discovered in the land of decline?"
Xin Yunhu shook his head and said: "I have only heard of the Land of Decline. This is my first time coming here, so I know very little about it."
The Netherworld River has a great reputation as the river of hell.
It is said that you should not touch a living person, otherwise you will die.
King Youzhen looked at the river, walked forward slowly, and used energy to fish out a corpse from the Netherworld River.
But as soon as their energy came into contact with the Netherworld River water, it was like sulfuric acid, corroded directly into white smoke, and all energy returned to nothingness.
This made many true kings look at each other. One true king used the law to drive his strongest energy, but the result was the same.
No matter what they do, if they touch the river water, they will all turn into nothingness.
Xu Wuzhou was not surprised at all by this.
The Netherworld River is so weird that even the Queen of Demons and beauties in palace attire have to rely on the methods of the Demonic Patriarch before they dare to venture into it.
The warriors present were far different from the Demon Queen.
"What is that?"
Just when everyone was blocked by the Netherworld River, the True King pointed in the distance and said in surprise.
Everyone looked and saw a flower as scarlet as blood growing on the upper reaches of the Netherworld River.
"Higanbana!"
King Youzhen exclaimed, and they jumped away at extremely fast speeds.
Bana flower is both a poison and a magical medicine.
It is said that the flower of the other shore can produce a psychedelic effect, making people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves, and then unable to wake up and die.
But as long as you can get out of the hallucination, your soul will undergo a transformation like rebirth.
The saints are born with powerful souls, so they have a great chance of coming out.
Therefore, for them, Hibiscus flower is more of a miracle medicine.
Dozens of true kings had their eyes straightened.
The warrior who was the first to run towards the other shore flower rolled over and uprooted it.
The flower of the other shore fell into his hands, and he was overjoyed.
But before it was put in the jade box, the flower withered and fell to the Netherworld River. "How could this happen?"
This true king held the stem of the flower on the other side and stared blankly at the dried petals on the Netherworld River.
"Idiot, this magical medicine is Bianhuahua.
How can it be picked so roughly? Only with the protection of the soul can it be picked with the soil."
The true king was angry and cursed at him.
However, the True King also took action and snatched the dried flowers from the other side of his hand while he was in a daze.
Although the flower stems were withered, he stuffed them directly into his mouth.
This scene made many true kings regret. Although it has withered, it still has some medicinal effects and is also effective on warriors.
Sure enough, the true king showed a trance-like psychedelic look, shaking his head, but he had not yet come out of the psychedelic effect. While shaking his head, he accidentally fell directly into the Netherworld River.
In an instant, the true king's vitality disappeared, just like his soul melting all at once. He turned into a corpse, leaning in the river, flowing with the river.
Tsk! All the true kings present took a breath and couldn't help but stay away from the Netherworld River.
This is a true king. He didn't even hold on for a breath. If he fell, he would die immediately, and his soul would be extinguished in an instant.
It really deserves to be called the river of hell.
The true king who was robbed was originally full of anger, but when he looked at the dead opponent, his anger disappeared.
“Since there is a Bana flower here, there has always been one in other places.
Let's walk along the bank of the Netherworld River, maybe we can find it."
Everyone nodded, Netherworld River is dangerous.
But they found that as long as they didn't fall into the river, there seemed to be no other dangers.
Everyone also wants to find out what the secrets of the Netherworld River are.
What can you encounter while walking along this river bank?
...A group of people walked along the river bank, but no one found the Bianhua flower again.
But on the way, many Yinxie treasures were discovered, all of which were priceless.
"This is not pure Netherworld River."
Xiong Yibing said at this time.
"Um?"
Xin Yunhu asked doubtfully.
"If it were a pure Netherworld River, it should not produce precious medicines, but only products of hell like the Flower of the Other Side."
This sentence made everyone nod, but the more terrifying the Hell River felt. If you were to die if you touched the Netherworld River, how terrifying would it really be.
The group continued walking along the Netherworld River, and finally saw a mountain.
This river flows from this mountain, and the mountain is the source of the river.
The mountains are bare and dark.
But on one side of the mountain, there is a dazzling divine light, with Taoist rhyme gushing out from it, like a dragon entrenched in the Tao.
"The Great Dao Divine Gold."
someone exclaimed.
The warriors who came here all learned that there was Dao Shenjin here.
It’s just that the golden spirit of the Great Dao is spiritual.
Although some warriors have seen it, they were run away by it.
But I never expected to see it here.
A group of true kings, with blood-red eyes, ran straight towards that place.
...On the mountainside, there is a sacred golden dragon, which is hovering in the mountain.
And on top of this piece of divine gold, a powerful warrior sat cross-legged.
There was a roaring sound all around him, and there were four or five corpses around him. Judging from the aura of these corpses, they were all true kings and strong men.
Next to Shenjin, there was also a powerful warrior, locking Shenjin and him with his aura.
There are seven or eight true kings beside him, each entrenched in one side, locking the divine gold with laws.
"Lord Feng, you and I have been fighting for many years, but we never thought that we would have to decide between life and death today."
The great power sitting cross-legged on the divine gold had a gloomy expression on his face.
His eyes were full of unwillingness.
He was very lucky, and his men discovered the divine gold.
So he came with his people and trapped the divine gold.
And suppress the desire to refine.
But he never expected that his archrival Chen Ang would arrive at the critical moment.
He was suppressing Shenjin, but was restrained by Shenjin, and his men were killed by them in an instant.
Now, the target of criticism is pointed directly at him.
"Chen Ang, it's not that easy for you to kill me.
Even if I risk my life, I will take you away."
"Are you worthy?"
Chen Ang sneered and said, "If you dare to give up suppressing Shenjin at this time, the power of Shenjin's avenue will definitely come back to bite you, and you will be seriously injured by then.
How will you fight me then?"
"mean!"
Master Feng was furious, but Chen Angdang, a powerful man, sneaked up on his men and killed them directly.
Otherwise, his men can lead him to suppress Shenjin, freeing up his hands.
"Master Feng, don't be unwilling.
This place of decline is the place where your bones are buried. God wants to revive me, but God wants to destroy you."
Chen Ang sneered and said to his men: "Trapped the divine gold!"
The divine gold of the great avenue belongs to him.
Not to mention Feng Zun's current state, Feng Zun could not defeat him even if there was an honest competition.
The camp of seven or eight true kings is not comparable to those of Lord Feng's subordinates.