In the deepest part of the underworld, after another long trek, chasing phantoms along the way, with many twists and turns, Long Yun'er and Yan Wushuang stood beside a strange river as white as milk, looking at the black mountain on the opposite bank.

“...... This is White Water, a tributary of the River Styx, the Gap of the Heart, and the River of Thoughts...... I've only heard it before, supposedly...... It's not something you can see casually......"

Yan Wushuang looked at the white river in front of him, and sighed, this white river that came from inexplicably and went inexplicably, at first glance, it was only a few meters wide, like a stream, and when he glanced at it from a side angle, he felt that it was only as thick as chopsticks, and it would dry up at any time, but if he squatted down and took a look, he found that the river in front of him was rushing and mighty, vast and thousands of miles, and the turbulent water was like a white dragon, devouring everything.

This is obviously a strange river that does not really exist, but exists in multiple spaces at the same time, even if it is the power of the way of space, it cannot be easily crossed, although it seems to be passable, but when you actually want to pass, the white water turns into an endless sea of stars, and the power does not dare to cross.

"Legend has it that if you want to cross the white water, you need to find the flowers on the other side, and only where the flowers bloom on the other side is the only pass through the white water, but ...... The white water is uncertain, a thousand years may not appear, the underworld is barren, the flowers on the other side are difficult to bloom, and there is no one in ten thousand years......"

Yan Wushuang sighed: "If you want to appear in white water, it happens to be blooming on the other side of the shore, it is really like a blind turtle driftwood, it is rare for thousands ......of years, and there are people who are just on the shore, it is really difficult, difficult, difficult, difficult."

Long Yun'er nodded silently on the side, and knew very well why Yan Wushuang sighed repeatedly, because in front of the two of them, the flowers on the other side that were rare to see in thousands of years by the white water were blooming there at this time, and there was more than one, blooming along the coast, and the flowers were full of flowers, and they were almost ready to open a flower shop.

The two of them were lost in the underworld for many days, and they couldn't go anywhere, even if they vaguely sensed it, they wanted to find it, but they couldn't find it, but earlier, they suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, followed by a hazy riding shadow galloping, and the long song passed, the two immediately chased after them when they saw this, but the distance was pulled farther and farther, and they were about to be thrown off, just before they saw the riding shadow, suddenly a white river appeared inexplicably, the riding shadow jumped, the shore was instantaneously flowered, and the cluster bloomed, and the riding shadow followed straight across the white water, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the barren underworld, you often can't even see ghosts, why did this riding shadow suddenly appear? Who is this riding shadow? Why is this riding shadow running by, white water appears, flowers bloom on the other side, and the target you want to find seems to be right in front of you? Long Yun'er has a lot of doubts in her heart, it seems to be just a hazy figure, a remnant of the past history, not a real existence.

I have heard Yan Wushuang say that many big people in the heavens, every move, will leave a mark in time and space, forming a road mark, even if these marks have gone through the ages, they will still continue to replay, and even affect the current time and space, this is likely to be a similar "supernatural" phenomenon.

It's just that...... The breath released by that riding shadow is neither a god nor a demon, nor a ghost, as if it ...... It is a very pure Terran atmosphere, and there was such an existence in the Terran Race?

Shaking his head, Long Yun'er didn't have time to think about it, but the supernatural phenomenon was also a chance, thanks to the blessing of this big man, the flowers on the other side bloomed in white water, and there was a passage in the past, and as long as he crossed the white water, it was Montenegro, which has always made him feel close, as if calling from afar, but the breath that could not be found during this time was emanating from the Black Mountain, so as long as he crossed over, this journey would come to an end......

"This is it......" Yan Wushuang shook his head and said, "The one you want to find is on the other side, I can't go over, so I can only send you here......"

When it came to the end, he didn't know what to say, and when he saw Yan Wushuang bowing his hand, Long Yun'er could only give a deep salute in return, and then walked with a few steps, to cross the white water and go to the final destination.

"Wait a minute......"

The sleeve of his right hand tightened, but he was pulled by someone, Long Yun'er looked back, Yan Wushuang behind him had a solemn face, almost sad, although he didn't say it, he was full of reluctance.

“...... You...... Is it meaningful to go? Isn't it meaningful, this time, they can solve it by themselves, we don't know the situation over there, in case they have already won the battle and solved the crisis by themselves, what you do here is not meaningful, just pay for nothing? Even if they are really in danger this time......" Yan Wushuang said in a low voice: "You are just one person, even all of them can't cope with the crisis, even if you gamble your life, what can you do?"

Long Yun'er smiled softly, "This is not like what you would say, where is the pride of you who made a grand wish to save the unfortunate woman in the world......?"

"I ...... I was young at that time...... Yan Wushuang grabbed his hair helplessly, and sighed: "I have also experienced a lot, and I found out that behind a major event, there is the general trend, and the formation of the general trend has too many causes and effects behind it, not just one person, two people come out, you can reverse the general trend, look at me now......"

“...... It is true that only one or two people are not enough to influence the general trend, even if it is one or two hundred people, or a thousand people, against the general trend, it may be just a mantis arm to block the car. ”

Long Yun'er smiled: "But when the predecessors made their wishes, they shouldn't have thought about this, so they insisted on doing so, and I believe that maybe one person standing up can't change the general trend, but maybe one person comes out, he can light the fire and guide the future generations, and then there will be a second person, a third person, and even the final thousands of people to stand up together...... Whether it's the predecessors or the original Star Breakers, it may not end well, but they stand up and do something great after all, isn't it?"

Yan Wushuang was shocked when he heard this, raised his head suddenly, and wanted to say something more, Long Yun'er said softly: "And now...... I have a very strong premonition that my companions, they need me now, and I ...... I would love to do something for them too. ”

The tone is soft, but the eyes are very firm, and the gentle eyes contain a will, refusing others to keep them, Yan Wushuang shook his head helplessly when he saw this, thought about it, leaned over and picked a flower from the other side, and stuffed it in Long Yun'er's hand.

"Take it well! The brand just now, if there is any information left after entering, you have to grasp it, maybe ...... That's where your only chance to come out alive is. ”

After speaking, Yan Wushuang sighed and retreated, and Long Yun'er continued to move forward, and heard Yan Wushuang's voice, which came from behind.

“...... If I had a companion like you in the past, today's Heaven Dou Sword Pavilion might not be like this...... I often wonder how the woman I wanted to save the most at the beginning was a woman like you, how could the Sword Pavilion become like that in the end......"

Sighing, Long Yun'er didn't try to answer, in the world, everyone has their own mission and their own choices, although they have an awareness of their own mission and the way forward, but the mission that Yan Wushuang is carrying is something that he can't do.

Stepping over the other side of the flowers, just a slight jump, like stepping over a thin chopsticks, Long Yun'er came to the other side of the white water, turned around and looked, there was no white water, no Yan Wushuang, behind him was a vast underworld, black and nothing.

Turning back again, the black mountain is towering and towering, still standing in front of him, Long Yun'er did not think twice, strode forward, quickly rushed into the black mountain, only took a few steps, the flowers on the other side of the hand were slightly glowing, faint and fragrant, and followed the picture in front of him for a moment, as if something had been touched.

At the end of the line of sight, in the depths of the Black Mountain, the riding shadow seemed to emerge again, riding a horse and singing, chic.

“...... The lonely surname is left behind in the ballad, singing the bitter days of the day, this life rubs shoulders with Huangquan and Biluo, and I forget my ...... again"

Remembering Yan Wushuang's previous instructions, Long Yun'er didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly pulled out her feet and ran, wanting to catch up, but the speed of the riding shadow was too fast, and it turned into a small black dot in the blink of an eye, disappearing, only the singing continued to come from afar.

“...... In this life, why do you spend pen and ink on self-painting, and you will remember me all the time......"

The aftermath is lingering, the voice that lingers in the ears is not only free and easy, but also has a sense of pride, but why do you always feel as if you have seen him somewhere...... The back and voice are obviously completely unfamiliar, but the temperament and the feeling of singing...... It always feels familiar...... Why......

Long Yun'er was slightly distracted, woke up suddenly, patted his cheek, and walked quickly into the black mountain.

After entering the depths of the Black Mountain, Long Yun'er was amazed, everything she saw in her eyes was exactly the same as the illusion she saw when she was in the Great Wilderness Western Dynasty, a gray cloud, the mountains were undulating, barren and desolate, without the slightest anger, it was a world that was completely polluted and completely fell into despair.

...... Once, he worked hard to improve his cultivation, just to avoid being forcibly brought into this world one day, but now, he took the initiative to pursue it, constantly searching for it in the barren and endless underworld, and finally stepped into here with the help of adventures.

There was no time to sigh, Long Yun'er instinctively rushed to the crisis was imminent, Wen Quai, who was in the Origin Realm, must be in a very bad situation now, even if the two were hundreds of millions of miles apart, he could clearly feel this......

Now, what do you do?

Still thinking about it, hoping for a way to break the game, the earth shook, the gray world shook, followed by the earth cracking and the sky collapsing, the sky shattered, and a huge pupil like a red moon hung high in the air, accompanied by a sense of oppression that made the heart and lungs stop, looking straight ahead.

In an instant, Long Yun'er couldn't breathe directly, and was almost suffocated directly, but a huge voice that shook her soul sounded directly in her consciousness.

...... You...... There's a chance...... Immortal......

...... Answer me...... My Word...... What is it?

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The ghost clan oppressed strongly, and in response to Sima Bingxin's call, twenty-four Triple Heaven Rank Ghost Venerables were about to descend, not only Wei Shibi and Wu Cangni were directly dumbfounded, but even Xiao Jianhu's face changed.

The simple twenty-four triple ghost venerables are only under pressure on the side of the Shattered Star Cluster, and they are not completely desperate, but what is really terrifying is the calmness and self-confidence hidden behind the ghost clan's tactics of adding fuel to the fire, which is a kind of powerlessness in the face of the extreme tactics of overwhelming people with weight.

...... Aren't you brave and good at fighting? First, send six Ghost Venerables to play with you.

...... Kill them instantly?Then send twelve more to test the waters.

...... Twenty-four more are gone.

...... Isn't the Triple Heavenly Ladder scary?Then send twenty-four Triple Heavenly Steps, grandsons, let's play!

The other side didn't seem to be dispatching troops, but just throwing some playthings over casually, even if they really rose up their divine power to destroy this wave of ghost venerables, what would the next wave be? Forty-eight triple ghost venerables were sent at once? How long would the shattered star cluster surpass the miracle?

The blow of combat power, although heavy, but the wavering of will, is the most terrible, Wu Cangni and Wei Shibi are not weak, from the war of the hundred clans all the way, but also faced countless strong enemies and dangers, but at this moment, both of them only feel cold all over their bodies, the more they think about it, the more they feel the horror of the enemy.

...... What should I do now?

...... Catching up with it is just an attitude, not a solution, what can be done to break the game?

In the tense pressure, Wu Cangni noticed that Sima Bingxin in mid-air finally had an expression on her face, and as the ghost venerable who came behind her quickly approached, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she seemed to smile happily and happily.

This laughs...... It really makes people shiver......

"Retreat!"

Wei Shibi shouted, let Wu Cangni retreat, but he was like an arrow off the string, rushing straight towards the enemy, Wu Cangni saw this, how dare he fall behind, and also rushed up.

The two of them did not avoid it, and went straight to meet the ghost venerable who rushed in, and in their big rear, on the top of the King Kong Floating Massacre, Shang Gaiyong's eyes opened, and his whole body was shining with golden rays, faintly exuding a threat, terrifying, like a volcano about to erupt.

Wen Quai's eyes were full of exhaustion, but the corners of his mouth smiled, "Success or failure is in this move, promote the glory of my human race, Lao Shang, it's up to you this time!"