Chapter 1843: Despised by strange birds
"Hahaha... I didn't expect this place to have a Naihe bridge! But what if it is true or false? The ancient mythological era has been completely wiped out, and even the gods of the underworld are already dead. It’s clean, so what else is there! I’ll go!"
Baili Yingxiong laughed, without any fear, he strode towards the bridge.
Once infected by his emotions, the cultivators lifted their spirits, and the whole mood became brighter as if to pull away the dark clouds.
Naihe Bridge!
The three words are too suggestive!
shocked everyone.
Indeed, what if it is really a bridge?
The way of cultivating monks is to go against the sky, is it because the front is the Yin Cao Netherworld, so you are afraid of it?
In front of contemporary people like Baili Yingxiong, even if there are really lonely ghosts ahead, I will kill you to see!
The old monsters who can cultivate to the realm of Tianhe are all talented and tenacious, and they have long had their own indestructible Taoism.
It is impossible to be frightened by a broken Naihe Bridge.
Everyone boarded the Naihe Bridge one by one, and a group of spiritual power lit up around each person.
And the Xiaopeng bird on Su Yun's shoulder changed his posture again, with his mouth on one side, you can see that there is still a trace of bright and transparent saliva hanging in the bird's beak.
This inexplicable and funny scene made Su Yun's mood calm down again, and also stimulated the spiritual body protection, Su Yun gritted his teeth and still boarded the Naihe Bridge.
After really getting on the bridge, I discovered that the Naihe Bridge is not stone, but bone.
The bridge body is mainly composed of a huge bone that looks like a real dragon as the main support, filled with various bones. Fortunately, although this ancient bridge looks riddled with holes, it is actually the filling parts that are damaged. The real dragon bones as the entire bridge are not damaged in the slightest.
Under the bridge is a **** long river roaring, vast and boundless, with no end in sight.
Looking down from the bridge, you can only see the dark red river flowing from left to right. There are some broken corpses of unknown creatures floating on the river from time to time, but there is nothing that can move.
Nah, the bridge is about a thousand feet long, and after traveling thousands of feet without risk, after crossing the bridge, the front is a darkness like an abyss.
The darkness was darker than the darkness before, and there was almost no light to show through, and everyone went further thousands of feet.
"We seem to be here."
The man in red, Han Feng, frowned and looked around. He pinched the magic formula in his hand. The three red lights in mid-air suddenly burst into red light and burst with a bang, turning into hundreds of identical red lights and flying to the sky. on.
Bunches of soft red light shone down, and finally tore through the deep darkness like a drapery in front, and showed the hidden scenery in the darkness before everyone.
Under the red light, one could vaguely see a mountain about several thousand feet high in front of him. The moment they looked at that mountain, everyone felt a huge pressure from the deepest part of their souls.
It seems to be able to see the unimaginable evil spirits gathering on the mountain into thick dark clouds, changing from time to time into illusions like ancient gods and demons.
On the mountain peak, there is even more intense murder and malice, giving people the feeling that there is a Primordial Desolate Beast lurking in front, staring at everyone with a pair of giant copper bell eyes.
The feeling of being "stared" by someone is so strong. There is no doubt that there is a living thing ahead.
In other words, it is not a living thing on the mountain, but the whole mountain seems to have come alive, peeping at everyone who visits in a way that humans cannot understand.
Is this mountain refined?
All the monks can't help but have such a thought in their hearts. In ancient myths and legends, there is no weird mountain blocking them after passing the Naihe Bridge. The back should be the place where Guimen Pass and Ten Temples Yan Luo live.
Obviously, this strange mystery is not the same place as the myths and legends in everyone's memory.
"I'll give it a try."
Han Feng's hands danced quickly like a butterfly wearing flowers, and in just a few breaths, he produced hundreds of techniques.
Under the guidance of his powerful spiritual power, all the red lights in mid-air suddenly shined brightly, and then beams of bright crimson flames were shot out.
Hundreds of flame beams gathered together, forming a fierce flame that tore through the thick darkness and pierced the center of a thousand mountains.
The flame was so blazing that the whole became blazing white, which was a series higher than the red flame.
The violent high temperature rises, and Su Yun, who is standing a hundred meters away, feels the scorching heat like a stove burning herself crazy.
This is just the aftermath of the fire light emitted by the lanterns. I really can't imagine how high the temperature of the fire pillars themselves are. And how powerful is the blazing white flame that gathers the power of hundreds of flames!
Tianhe powerhouse, once shot, it will be shocked!
For them, destroying the mountains and breaking the mountains and burning the lake to cook the sea are not just adjectives, but things that can be done!
The scorching white flame burned fiercely for several breaths, but it did not easily burn the mountain in front of it into a huge hole as expected.
The naked eye can see that there are layers of dark streamers converging from the flame burning part ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ seems to be constantly counteracting the power of the flame.
Is this the spiritual shield that this mountain automatically releases?
Or was a creature in the mountain blocking the flame burning?
No one knows the answer, but everyone's expression has become extremely serious at this time.
Even Chu Chen woke up from a deep sleep, standing vigorously on Su Yun's shoulders, a pair of sharp eagle eyes staring at the mountain surrounded by endless darkness, his eyes pierced.
"Han Feng, stop, let me try. This strange mountain seems to have a strong corrosive power on spiritual power, I will try to use pure power to see if it can break open."
Baili Yingxiong said as he waved to Han Feng to move back.
"I have work."
Han Feng nodded, his hands were printed, and the fire pillars released from hundreds of red lights in mid-air went out one after another.
The terrifying heat that seemed to burn the mountains and boil the sea slowly disappeared.
He retreated to the team.
Su Yun breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Your cultivation base is too bad, and the foundation is not enough. You can't stand such a little aftermath. You will have to work hard after you go back." At this moment, the slightly low voice of the strange bird suddenly appeared in his mind.
Su Yun's pink face turned flush: Was this strange bird despised again?
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