Sky Fox Immortal Step, alone in the Three Realms.

The Sky Fox Immortal Step, the Demon Venerable Snow Shadow Inheritance, every step is stepped on the node of time and space. Amu, it is easy to pass through the six realms.

With a long laugh, the green shadow flashed, and Amu was already outside the formation. The six-colored brilliance was far behind it. Thousands of water vortices, still rotating.

The six paths have passed, and naturally it is the sea and the blue sky.

Woohoo - woo -

The little desolate soul beast raised its head and roared excitedly.

Fang Cai's qiē is like a dream, and it seems that the little guy feels very enjoyable. However, Amu will never go again if he is fine.

This time, Amu didn't let the Desolate Soul Beast turn into a mature form. And let him lie on his shoulder, he walked forward alone.

The void is far away, and Amu's speed is actually not slightly inferior to that of the Desolate Soul Beast. A green light streaked across the void.

This time, the time is fast. But two hours, when the sun was about to set, Amu had already seen the water of the bitter sea in front of him, and he was strange again.

The sea is vast and there is no side in sight.

However, at this time, in the vast sea of suffering, a completely reversed current suddenly appeared. The bitter sea is blue, but the big river is white.

The water travels on the sea, a peerless wonder, and I don't know where it will eventually flow.

"A big river!" Amu squinted slightly, looking at the white river, thinking in his heart. The land world is really extraordinary.

At this time, the sun is setting, and half a red sun has sunk into the sea.

Under the setting sun, the big river, half red and half white, is magnificent. And at this moment, a loud singing voice. Suddenly it resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Heaven and earth walk with floating clouds, and the great rivers pass with time. The sentient beings of the six realms are here, envying me to fight fishermen. ”

The song. Desolate and heroic, the sound is curbing the clouds.

The fishing boat sings at night, with a unique rhyme.

Amu was stunned for a moment, followed the prestige, and saw that on the big river, I don't know when, a person walked slowly.

The man was a middle-aged man. The complexion is slightly dark, and the cheeks are short. He was dressed in a short brown shirt with sleeves and trouser legs. It carries a hat on its back. One holds a black fishing rod and the other a bamboo basket.

Back to basics, great immortals are like mortals.

"Huh?" Amu's heart moved.

That man, though dressed as a fisherman. But. No nets in sight. There is only one rod and one basket. Above the sea of suffering, of course it won't be mortal.

Monk of Elysium!

However, Amu could only barely see its realm clearly. Primordial Immortal Fivefold Realm! That was already the limit of Amu's eyesight now.

The fisherman, walking safely, has no fairy spirit at all.

If he hadn't appeared on the sea of bitterness and hadn't come by treading the waves, then ordinary people of the void would probably not have been able to see his immortals.

The fisherman. Feet on the river, but it's extremely natural. Walking on the ground, not stagnation.

Amu, on the other hand, was on guard, and the power of the void was scattered. The double coffins of gods and demons, the dagger of Qingmang, and many magic weapons can be released at any time.

Original Immortal Five!

Theoretically, that is already beyond Amu's combat power. Even though there are two coffins on his body, Amu is not too sure. At this time, Amu even thought about his next step and the location of his foothold.

In the Qingshan Great Array, the illusions he has seen are not counted, so the fisherman in front of him is the first master that Amu has seen since he traveled to the East.

The original immortal fivefold, even in the Demon Continent Shura Realm, except for the existence of the upper evil, ambergris, and water charm, there are almost no monks in this realm.

Whether it is a painting soul or a white eyebrow, it cannot be compared. They can be counted at all, not the same level of existence.

The fisherman did not go out of the river, but stood on the edge of it, standing far away from Amu. On his body, there is not the slightest murderous aura.

Red and white water waves, at its feet, gently rolling.

"Descendants of the sea?" the fisherman looked at Amu and smiled faintly. In fact, he has the answer in his heart, but he feels that he is really relieved to ask.

"That's right! Canghai Amu, it's down!" Amu nodded.

"Hehe!" the fisherman smiled, "Amu, to be honest, I really didn't expect that you would be able to pass three levels in a row and walk in front of my big river." For 200,000 years, you were the first person to walk in front of me!"

"Oh?" Amu smiled faintly, "That's an honor to be here!"

"It's really extraordinary!" the fisherman laughed.

"It's nothing!" Amu said calmly, "I said that I would kill all the way to the Promised Land!"

"Oh?" The fisherman listened to Amu's words, without the slightest anger, and still smiled, "Kill Bodhi, break the green mountains, destroy the messenger, and pass the six paths." In a certain way, you really have the ability to kill the Promised Land!"

The corners of Amu's mouth curved, but he didn't speak. He knew that this fisherman must have a following.

"But, even if you go to Sanssouci Island, what will happen?" the fisherman looked at Amu and said lightly, "Can you still destroy the Promised Land? Master of Sanssouci Island, Eternal Realm, presumably you are not an opponent yet!"

"Huh?" Amu frowned, this fisherman seemed to be ordinary, but his words were a little sharp.

"The sea and the happy land, the two ancient streams, are all ancient inheritances, and it is okay to make a small fuss. However, it's not to the point of dying, right?" the fisherman looked at Amu Dao, as if he wanted to persuade Amu to retreat.

"Hehe!" Amu looked at the fisherman and couldn't help sneering, "Dare to ask the name of the senior?"

"You can call me a fisherman!" said the fisherman.

"The words of the fisherman's predecessors can be heard by the master of Sanssouci Island!" Amu said coldly, "Because, it's not that I want to kill the people of the Promised Land, but the people of the Promised Land, who want to kill me!"

"Inherited from the sea, two people in one generation. If the Promised Land wants to kill me, it is tantamount to cutting off my inheritance. With such an act, even if the Green Soul Patriarch is alive, I am afraid that he will be shocked, right?"

"Most of this is a misunderstanding!" the fisherman sighed.

"Misunderstanding? hehe!" Amu looked at the fisherman and said, "Senior, the Promised Land has always been a misunderstanding to kill people?

"Huh?" the fisherman was speechless for a moment, "of course not!"

"The owner of Sanssouci Island must be as wise as the sea. The order of extermination must not be taken lightly!" Amu sneered, "Senior, if you have a heart, don't block the way below." When I go to Sanssouci Island, ask the owner of Sanssouci Island, what do you want?"

"This?" the fisherman muttered.

Amu didn't say a word, and looked at the fisherman coldly.

"Originally, what did you want to ask for when you came to Sanssouci Island?" asked the fisherman.

"Originally, after losing 200 years of time, I wanted to go to Sanssouci Island to find it, and I didn't hurt anyone. "Amu Dao.

"Oh?" said the fisherman's eyes. Back then, the heirs of the sea suddenly broke into Sanssouci Island, and he had heard a little.

"And now?" asked the fisherman again.

"Now, the original intention of nature is still there, but I have found some clues! Therefore, I have to go to Sanssouci Island to meet the Buddha Maiden of the Paradise and the owner of Sanssouci Island. Back then, it seemed that the owner of Sanssouci Island took good care of him. Along the way, there are more verifications. Amu's tone was slightly heavier, so he was naturally a rhetorical one.

The green mountains are in a big array, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. However, Amu has a feeling that his 200-year memories are not there, and he must have a great relationship with the owner of Sanssouci Island.

On the last day of the two hundred years, could it be that the owner of Sanssouci Island sealed or erased his memory?

"There is an end to the bitter sea, and the happy land is worry-free!" The waves under the fisherman's feet began to move, "The sea is a descendant, but for you, it is not a happy land!"

"Thank you seniors for reminding me!" Amu said, "However, Sanssouci Island, I am sure to go!"

Amu looked at the fisherman, just waiting for his final statement. There are too many words, in fact, there is no point anymore.

"The country has its own laws, and the family has its own rules!" After a while, the fisherman sighed slightly, "The heirs of the sea, although I don't know the reason, but after all, I am a happy land." The island owner ordered it, and he couldn't help but obey it!"

"Hehe!" Amu sneered, "What the seniors said is extremely true!"

The fisherman smiled bitterly, naturally hearing Amu's sarcasm, but he was not angry.

"After my pass, Sanssouci Island, you can see it!" the fisherman pointed to the east with the fishing rod in his hand, "In the vast sky and sea, there is Sanssouci Island." But my great river will never be easy!"

"I understand!" said Amu.

"Descendants of the sea, today we only talk about victory and defeat, not life and death. If you lose, please turn around and leave, and I will not hurt your life. If you can beat me, you can naturally cross the river, and there is nothing to say. ”

"Please, senior, don't forget this!" Amu said.

"Don't worry, Paradise Fisherman, you will never deceive people!" the fisherman smiled faintly. (To be continued......)