On the bank of the river of futile death, Zhang Chunyi and Wu Mian watched the Red Ghost King land on the shore, watching its figure walk towards the depths of the black wasteland. "A brain is a good thing, but sometimes it's good not to have it."
Looking at the Red Ghost King who easily passed through the River of Death, Wumian shook his head. Although the King of Red Ghost had developed some intelligence, he still relied on instinct to make judgments. He didn't know what resentment was. To him, the River of Death was a waste of time.
It's really just an ordinary river. The water is no more than your knees. You can step on it at will without any danger.
"This river appears here to block intelligent beings rather than these ghosts with little intelligence." Further verifying the miraculousness of the River of Death, Zhang Chunyi expressed his opinion.
"When you come here, you have to go and take a look. Compared to the gray wasteland, there are probably more creations in the black wasteland, and I also want to know what is there."
"Wumian, you wait on the shore first. I'll give it a try. If something goes wrong, you immediately pull me out." Looking at Wumian, Zhang Chunyi said his decision.
Hearing this, he glanced at Zhang Chunyi, Wu Mian nodded, his lazy breath subsided, his expression turned solemn, and he was ready to unleash his full strength at any time. Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi no longer hesitated, with a few words
A monster walked into the river of vain death.
There is some kind of almost regular power on the River of Death. Any creature that wants to cross the river can only walk across it on foot and cannot fly.
Splashing, splashing on the calm water surface, I didn't notice it at first, but the further I walked, the more I felt the weight of myself, as if I was carrying a mountain on my back. The river surface, which was just a hundred meters wide, unexpectedly gave Zhang Chunyi
Plant away
The feeling of no end.
"This dead river is really weird. Its power points directly to people's hearts. I have lived a smooth life in this life without any bitterness or hatred. However, there is still such emotion as resentment. This is almost an instinct of sentient beings.
The River of Death will guide and amplify this power.
His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. Looking down, Zhang Chunyi saw a pale hand stretching out from the water. They kept pulling at him, trying to drag him into the bottom of the river. "The most important factor in wanting to survive the river of death is yourself.
The heart is not directly related to the strength of the cultivation level. Even if the cultivation level is strong, it will be difficult to cross this river as long as there is resentment in the heart."
Realizing clearly in his heart, Zhang Chunyi took another step forward. When he reached the middle of the river, Zhang Chunyi stopped. It was not that he could continue walking, but that several of his monsters could no longer hold on, especially the six.
Er, his eyes are blood red, his body exudes a violent aura, and he has a tendency to go berserk.
As sentient beings, powerful monsters are no less intelligent than humans, and they are also affected by the River of Death.
"Has the hatred in your heart been completely aroused?"
Looking at Liu Er, who was surrounded by strands of real hatred, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly, knowing that Liu Er's heart was about to lose control.
Compared with it, Hongyun, Black Mountain and Chiyan are in much better condition. One has a heart as pure as a child, looks at everything from the good side, and looks at the world with a beautiful vision. The other has a mind as stable as a mountain.
With strong self-control, there is another person who is the most righteous and peaceful, and has already glimpsed the way of Wuji.
But even so, it is difficult for them to survive the river of wasteful death by their own strength. The seeds of resentment have already taken root and sprouted in their hearts. It is only a matter of time before they grow stronger. Only Wusheng remains pure, and no hatred appears around them.
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The clear river of death is like a mirror, it illuminates everyone's soul, and then continuously magnifies a little dust. "If the root cause is not eliminated, even if Liu'er has used the art of weapon refining over the years to temper his soul, it will still be difficult to do so.
Complete.
Thinking of Liu Er in the past, many thoughts came to Zhang Chunyi's mind. Before Liu Er transformed into a demon for the second time, Liu Er's demon bones had been destroyed. This was also the hatred in its heart that could not be eliminated.
"No life.
Without any further hesitation, Zhang Chun issued the order.
Feeling Zhang Chunyi's will, the clear sound of the sword echoed through the void, and Wu Sheng slashed with his sword. At this moment, Liu Er, Hong Yun, Red Smoke, Black Mountain, and the resentment in Zhang Chunyi's heart were all temporarily cut off, and
This is also one of the fundamental reasons why Zhang Chunyi still dared to go into the river even though he knew that there was something strange about the river.
After regaining his composure, he was relieved, his steps were unprecedentedly brisk, and with Wusheng's sword of wisdom, Zhang Chunyi and several monsters successfully crossed the river of death in vain. Not long after, with Zhang Chunyi's help, Wu Mian also successfully crossed the river of death in vain. Following the traces of the red ghost, everyone continued to move forward, but after walking a certain distance, the atmosphere of Black Mountain suddenly changed.
Roar, a low roar came from his throat, and he looked into the distance. A ferocious look flashed in Heishan's eyes. "The connection between the Red Ghost King and you is broken, and it was killed by other beings?"
After receiving feedback from Heishan and understanding what happened, Zhang Chunyi's expression changed slightly.
According to Heishan, everything was normal before, but in just an instant, the Red Ghost King was killed without even a struggle.
It is true that the Red Ghost King's intelligence is flawed, but its power is real. If you want to kill it instantly, you must either master some extremely restrained magical power or have absolute strength to suppress it.
To meet the second requirement, you must at least be a high-ranking demon king, and you must attack by surprise.
"The gray wasteland is a colosseum. Many ghosts and monsters fight in it, and finally give birth to a ghost that is comparable to the demon king. Could it be said that this black wasteland is also a colosseum, but the beasts in it are more powerful, and they start out as ghost kings.
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"The gray wasteland gave birth to a ghost king, so will this black wasteland give birth to a ghost king who is comparable to an immortal or a true innate being?" Thinking of the ghost king's essence that contains some innate soul energy, Zhang Chunyi felt quite confused.
I felt heavy. And just when Zhang Chunyi was deep in thought, he noticed something and felt uneasy. Hongyun seemed very restless.
Hey, with a solemn face and expressing something, Hongyun interrupted Zhang Chunyi's thinking. "Have you sensed danger? Did you feel uneasy after you set foot on this land?" After understanding what Hongyun meant, Zhang Chunyi frowned.
, although it seems to be a hunch without any reason, Zhang Chunyi will not ignore it. "Let's get out of here first."
His eyes swept over the calm surroundings, and without too much hesitation, Zhang Chunyi made a decision. At this moment, his six ears trembled. He noticed something and suddenly fixed his gaze on a certain void not far away. p>
The next moment, the void shattered, the wind roared, like the roar of a real dragon, and the pale white wind swept out from it. Its momentum was raging, like a big wave of wine, sweeping the heaven and earth, swallowing everything.
Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi's expression suddenly darkened.
The soul-stirring wind, one of the strange winds, is best at killing people's intelligence. Rumor has it that even immortals who fall into it will lose their intelligence.