The river is surging, with layers of waves, and it moves forward in an indomitable and majestic manner, which is more spectacular than any other large river on earth.
But this was not the reason why Yan Ling and his party were surprised and shocked. What really shocked them was the material flowing in this vast river.
Yes, it’s material!
What flows in this vast river is not river water, or it is not river water in the ordinary sense.
In the eyes of Yan Ling and others, the color of this river is slightly dark, and each drop of river water exists independently, not integrated into one body like other large rivers.
If you look carefully, you will find that among the endless and endless flowing water droplets, there are faint human figures. No, in addition to human figures, there are also the shadows of other creatures. These shadows are clearly ghosts.
This big river is hundreds of miles wide and bottomless. Wherever Yan Ling and the others can see, they don't know how many ghosts exist. Moreover, this Wangchuan River is not a static existence. On the contrary,
The Wangchuan River is extremely fast, and its rushing momentum is unparalleled.
From this point of view, the ghosts in the Wangchuan River really have to be endless to form such a spectacular scene, which is really shocking.
Jin Shanlong swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Do you think this ghost in the Wangchuan River is real or fake?"
"Who knows?"
Yan Ling understood what Jin Shanlong meant. The endless ghosts in the Wangchuan River would probably wipe out all living things in the world. The number of ghosts that poured into the Netherworld would not be as large as the number in the Wangchuan River!
Yan Ling really didn't know where these ghosts, as numerous as the sand in the Ganges River, came from, or whether these ghosts were illusory existences, the projection of all the ghosts from the past to the present.
But this is something that cannot be verified after all, because Yan Ling and the others do not dare to step into the Wangchuan River easily to verify the authenticity of these ghosts.
The weirdness on the Huangquan Road is still vivid in my mind, and the Wangchuan River is behind the Huangquan Road. Even if its magic is not stronger than the Huangquan Road, it is definitely not inferior to the Huangquan Road.
And Yan Ling and his party cannot always place their own safety on Jin Shanlong's Shinto Talisman Edict. Who knows whether this mysterious Shinto Talisman Edict will come to help every time?
If it fails to take action even once, or even takes action a little slower, their lives may end as a result.
"Let's go!" Yan Ling said softly.
But Yang Ling seemed to have some objections. She glanced at everyone, and then said slowly: "We finally saw the famous Wangchuan River once, are we just leaving like this?"
"Otherwise, what else do you want? Do you still want to swim in the Wangchuan River? Don't forget what we are experiencing on the Huangquan Road now. If this Wangchuan River also explodes with its weirdness, what will happen to us again?
What should we do to deal with it?" Yan Ling asked.
After hearing his words, Li Tianfeng and others were silent for a while, but after a while, Li Tianfeng replied in a deep voice: "Maybe this Wangchuan River does have its terrifying aspects, but don't forget, the reason why we are here
, just to understand the mystery of the core place of the Netherworld!"
"If we are afraid of the unknown dangers of the Wangchuan River at this time, then should we also avoid any strange places we encounter on the way? In this way, what is the point of exploring the Netherworld?"
Li Tianfeng's question instantly silenced everyone. They were not curious about Wangchuan River, but the strange things on the Huangquan Road just now were really a sharp knife hanging in their hearts, making people dare not take action easily.
It was a terrifying power that even Yan Ling, who was capable of retrograde slaying of immortals, and Li Tianfeng, the supremely talented successor of the Sword Immortal, had no power to resist.
But as Li Tianfeng said, leaving like this is really disappointing.
"Let's try the power of the Wangchuan River?"
Yan Ling thought for a moment and agreed with Li Tianfeng's statement. He asked tentatively. Seeing that no one objected, he continued: "But we must also be mentally prepared and be aware that changes may occur at any time.
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"Of course!" Li Tianfeng nodded and replied.
"But how do we test the Wangchuan River? We can't directly contact it, right?" Yan Chixia also said seriously.
When Yan Ling heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "This is not a problem, just like when I first tested the power of Huangquan water."
With that said, Yan Ling took out another piece of fist-sized Millennium Black Iron from the Void Realm, and shook it in front of everyone. Only Yan Ling, who came back from the Godly World, had such a rich family background, and could treat the Millennium Black Iron
It is something external to the body, so there is no need to cherish it.
After everyone arrived at the Wangchuan River and prepared themselves mentally, Yan Ling gently threw the thousand-year black iron in his hand into the Wangchuan River.
Peng!
A soft sound echoed in everyone's ears, a few water splashes, and then the Thousand-Year Black Iron sank directly into the Wangchuan River. There was no longer any splashing waves, and no strange phenomena appeared. It was as if the Thousand-Year Black Iron had never appeared before.
Existed in general.
"It seems like you can't tell anything from this?" Yang Ling glanced at Yan Ling and said.
Yan Ling suddenly smiled awkwardly. He didn't expect Wangchuan River to be so disrespectful. He had invested a piece of thousand-year-old black iron, not just a stone on the roadside. Can you give me some reaction?
"It's better to look at me!"
Seeing that Yan Ling didn't speak, Yang Ling spoke again, and waved her hand with a proud expression, scattering a piece of black mist, which was clearly her mysterious magical power.
The magical power of heaven wandered around the Wangchuan River, and then, following Yang Ling's thoughts, it transformed into countless human figures, and exuded a cold and terrifying aura of ghosts.
Seeing this, Yan Ling and others also looked forward to these demonic auras that turned into ghosts, hoping that they would cause a reaction in the eternally flowing Wangchuan River.
boom!
Yang Ling's power of the demon did not disappoint Yan Ling and the others. As soon as the mysterious and unpredictable power of the demon came into contact with the water of the Wangchuan River, it exploded like a bomb in the river, rising dozens of feet into the sky.
Extremely high surging waves.
However, this was not over yet. When the waves fell, countless ghosts appeared above the Wangchuan River. These ghosts were illusory and unreal, but they really existed in the eyes of Yan Ling and others.
As soon as these ghosts appeared, they immediately swooped towards the demonic aura that filled the sky, like vicious dogs that had seen delicious bones. Their aura was extremely fierce, and the demonic aura that filled the sky was instantly swallowed up by countless ghosts.
"Forehead!"
Yang Ling groaned, obviously suffering some backlash. Fortunately, the power of the demon she unleashed was not her original power, otherwise it would not have been so easy!
"These ghosts are indeed illusory existences!"
However, Yang Ling's behavior also allowed everyone to see clearly the reality of the ghosts in the Wangchuan River. Li Tianfeng said calmly: "But the water of the Wangchuan River is indeed extremely mysterious, and it can actually make these illusory ghosts have real and real power!" (