Chapter 647: Caught in the River of Souls (Page 1/1)

"Whoa!"

At this time, everyone only felt that there was a gurgling sound of running water in the misty void, and a chilling cold chill invaded.

At this moment, Yu Linglong's eyes flashed, and with a tapped of the storage bag on his waist, a rune flickered, and the power of space intertwined and surged, and it was a space teleportation rune.

"Hehe, the old lady remembers you! you are waiting to bear the wrath of the Kendo Sect....." Feeling the spatial power of the talisman in her hand, a hint of pride flashed in Yu Linglong's eyes.

It's too late, it's too soon!

A scene that made people's souls fly suddenly appeared.

A strange river 100 zhang long and 10 zhang wide appeared in the air out of thin air, with a gurgling sound, instantly across the heavens and the earth.

The power of the law surged, and a mighty spiritual pressure that covered the sky and the sun was violently suppressed all around, and the space teleportation talisman in Yu Linglong's hand trembled, and was instantly swept away by the soul river.

Mysterious and ancient, the vicissitudes of life are lonely, and a strong soul aura is tumbling, as if entering a vast ocean composed of soul fluid.

"It's... This is the River of Souls!"

After seeing this river, Shi Qiu's whole body trembled, his head was covered with cold sweat, and he screamed in fear.

In an instant, the Soul River rolled up, and everyone disappeared in place.

Wang An was originally just checking everyone's fighting methods on the cliff, but this time he suffered an unwarranted disaster, and the mighty spirit of the Soul River fell on his body, making him unable to move, and he was instantly swept into it by the Soul River, falling towards the endless abyss of losing souls.

After being swept into the soul river, Wang An felt a strange aura of heart and blood surging, and the soul was shaking, and the illusions were full of illusions, and the yin soul screamed, shadowless and invisible, frantically invading the sea of knowledge.

As soon as he entered the soul river, Wang An felt that he had entered a strange world composed of soul power, vast and magnificent, boundless, everywhere his divine consciousness went, there were all ghosts flying, and it seemed that the more than twenty god-transforming monks who had just come in together had already completely fallen and disappeared.

Wang An'an moved, the grass and thousands of flowers worked, the enlightenment tea leaves in the body dripped, and the wisps of Dao rhyme were in the body.

Almost at the same time, a trace of thunder power emerged from his body, and the surrounding ghosts roared and wailed, fleeing from Wang An far away, and he could vaguely feel a wave of fear permeating the void.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Wang An only felt that his body was shaking, and the soul river around him disappeared, and he was in a mysterious above-ground palace.

At a glance, there are caves of different sizes everywhere, and there is a mysterious aura wafting in the void, and from time to time you can see ghosts entering and exiting between the corridors.

Wang An's eyes narrowed, his divine sense moved, and the majestic power of his divine consciousness shot out in all directions.

"Hey, the suppression of the power of divine consciousness here seems to be even more serious, could it be that there is a magic circle here?" Wang An frowned, and suddenly said with some shock.

In his divine consciousness, extending a hundred zhang away from these spatial corridors, his divine consciousness has disappeared without a trace, and it is difficult to enter an inch.

"Woohoo!"

Wang An groaned for a while, and directly released Xiao Ruoli and Xiao Jin Xiaolong.

"Brother, where is this? Didn't you say you were going to the abyss of the soul, were you injured? As soon as Xiao Ruoli came out, he said to Wang An with a slashed face.

"I'm fine, this is actually the abyss of soul loss!" Wang An shook his head and said with a strange expression.

After finishing speaking, he continued to explain to Xiao Ruoli and Xiao Jin Xiaolong what had happened before and how he had come here.

"Soul River, the legend is true, there is a terrifying soul river in the forbidden land of the Soul Abyss, I can't imagine that we have encountered it now. Xiao Ruoli looked shocked and said in disbelief.

"Well, I don't know what place it is, so let's find out where the rest of the people have gone. Wang An sighed, and then said helplessly.

Wang An used the technique of destiny to deduce, and found that there seemed to be something blocking the deduction here, and he couldn't determine where the rest of the people were, so he had no choice but to let Xiao Jin lead the way.

Wang An, Xiao Ruoli, and Xiaolong followed Xiao Jin together, turning around in the cave corridors that extend in all directions, as if entering a huge labyrinth.

The ghosts in these corridors didn't seem to be afraid of people at all, but they just rushed forward anxiously, seemingly completely ignoring Wang An and the others, which made Wang An secretly feel strange.

After walking for about an hour, it was still a spatial corridor that extended in all directions.

The surroundings were silent, empty, dim and eerie, as if they were in an ancient tomb.

A very depressed feeling shrouded Wang An and Xiao Ruoli's hearts, and vaguely, it seemed that a very ominous feeling lingered in their hearts.

The two of them continued to walk forward, although the monks could see in the dark, but being in the dark for so long still made people feel a little panic.

Wang An could vaguely feel that he had actually been walking underground, and now he had at least walked to a depth of no less than 10,000 zhang.

Gradually, Wang An suddenly felt a little more chill in the void, and that kind of coldness was different from the coldness brought by the turmoil of yin qi.

As soon as Wang An's divine sense came into contact with the aura in the air, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"Ice aura!"

Xiao Ruoli and Wang An shouted three words almost at the same time.

"Hehe, brother, you also feel a kind of ice attribute aura in the air!" Xiao Ruoli looked at Wang An with a smile, feeling happy in his heart, feeling that he seemed to have a spirit with Wang An, so he had such a tacit understanding.

"Well, yes, I also have an ice spirit root, so I can naturally feel the changes in the aura in the air. Wang An nodded and said with a curious expression.

Wang An continued to follow Xiao Jin, which was becoming more and more cautious.

At this moment, Yu Linglong, as well as Lei Long and the others, also almost penetrated into this mysterious corridor thousands of feet deep, and also sensed the dense ice attribute aura in the air.

No one knew that the Soul River, which suddenly appeared and mysteriously disappeared before, was now under the abyss of Soul Loss.

Underground, I don't know how many miles away from the abyss, there is a vast and infinite underworld, where snow is flying and filled with a large amount of ice aura.

In the center of the world, there is a dark blue lake, covering an area of about 100 feet, and a white lotus flower the size of a zhang in full bloom, on which sits a strange corpse, which is a mysterious corpse with a whole body as clear as white jade. The power of countless laws around him was stirred, and a mighty spiritual pressure spread out from the corpse to all sides.

The river of disappearing souls lingered around the corpse, exuding majestic soul power that enveloped this corpse, protecting the immortality of the corpse.

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