Fight with the invincible divine sword of the white light clothes, and fight with the shadow of the palace master of the Ogi Mirror Palace that shrouds him.

No one could have predicted the weathering and drought of nature, but no one could have predicted the movements of the lord of the Ogi Mirror Palace.

If nature is the god of mankind, then Ogikagamigu is the domain of the Jianghu people.

Although the palace master had taught them martial arts twenty years ago, they didn't know the palace master's appearance and didn't know his thoughts.

As for the Dijing Palace behind him, it was even more of a mystery to her and Du Yanzong.

No one knows how powerful the Ogi Mirror Palace is, the ant people know where the Ogi Mirror Palace is, and any person who looks very ordinary may be a disciple of the Ogi Mirror Palace, and any small sect that looks inconspicuous may be a branch of the Ogi Mirror Palace.

This ubiquitous shadow made Song Yanqiu feel an indescribable fear.

Thinking of this, Song Yanqiu was frightened for a while, and couldn't help but shudder, maybe among these rural men who are plugging the gap and building a dam, there is the bottom line of the Dijing Palace.

Maybe these seemingly inconspicuous country men are the masters of the Ogi Mirror Palace who accepted the secret order of the palace master and ambushed her here.

Thinking about it this way, Song Yanqiu felt that Bai Qingyi's invincible divine sword was not so terrifying.

Although Bai Qingyi's swordsmanship is sharp, it does not give people a dull, depressed, and indescribable sense of fear, which is a kind of death that can be seen.

However, the threat of Ogikagami Palace is ......

Thinking of this, Song Yanqiu felt that no matter whether these country men in front of him were masters sent by the Dijing Palace or not, it was better to avoid them quickly.

However, when she poked her head out from behind the big invisible rock to look again, she found that the country men who had been working hard were all gone.

It was as if they had suddenly evaporated from their homes, as if they had suddenly burrowed into the ground.

Hmm, what's going on?

Where did they all go?

Song Yanqiu was slightly stunned, feeling that things were really as imagined, there was an indescribable sense of fear, where would so many people suddenly go?

Although he felt that something was wrong, Song Yanqiu still looked around, wanting to see where these people were going.

However, at a glance, there were no houses or villages in the vicinity, and there were no fireworks rising in the depths of the night.

Where did these people come from?

Why did a group of country men suddenly appear in these deserted places to build dams here?

Is it really......

Song Yanqiu's heart suddenly swelled with a bad premonition, and this premonition also made her feel more and more frightened, and she wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong quickly.

However, when she came out from behind the big rock where she was invisible, and when she passed the place where the country men had just been digging up the earth and damming, she suddenly stood up and was stunned.

Just now she saw a large group of people digging, picking up soil, and moving stones, but when she walked by, she found that there was no trace of excavation there at all.

It was not a breaching levee, but a field of wheat seedlings covered with light frost, and there was no sign of digging on it.

Not even a footprint that had been stepped on.

Huh, what's going on?

Song Yanqiu stayed there for a while, his mind blank.

And all around her, there was only an overwhelming rush of fear, surging and surging...... It's like a surging river.

Song Yanqiu thought she was dreaming, and couldn't help but rub her eyes, that's right, the roar of the river was surging under her feet.

Not a dream.

She squatted down suddenly, picked up a palm-sized stone from the ground, shook her hand, threw it into the surging river, and disappeared suddenly, without even stirring up the waves.

The sky gradually brightened, but the sound of the majestic river became more and more turbulent.

Song Yanqiu's mind was blank, and her surroundings were completely surrounded by the sound of water.

She suddenly felt a little dizzy......

She didn't know what was happening, and everything seemed to change in front of her.

The sky, which had already begun to dawn, actually darkened again, as if it had gone directly from one dark night to another.

Then, what changed was the surging river beneath our feet.

The river seemed to suddenly condense into ice, from dynamic to static, and after a closer look, it was found that it was not a big river at all, but a soil slope that extended infinitely into the distance.

The slope was uneven and rugged.

And next to the dirt slope, there were piles of fires burning, although the fire was raging, but when I got closer to warm my cold hands, I found that those fires were burning suddenly and cold.

The color of the flames gradually darkened from the original light yellow to darken, first to dark green, and then to dark blue.

The fire is longing, like a ghost fire.

There was a rumor around him, not the ghostly roar of an owl.

I don't know where the wind blew from, and the dark blue flames added a layer of weird atmosphere.

What's going on here?

What's going on?

And under the light of those faint blue fires, there seemed to be a figure shaking in the distance.

Well, that's right, it's a figure.

The figure was longing, lined up in a long line, and was walking slowly down the slope stiffly, as if he had received some order, and as if he had been manipulated with a rope and was involuntarily puppeted.

On closer inspection, the figures seemed familiar.

That's right, it's familiar.

Aren't the people who are lining up to walk down the slope the same country men who have just picked up earth and built a dam on the embankment?

They follow one by one, where the hell is this?

However, at this moment, it seems that they no longer have the same hot vitality as they did at the beginning.

They are like a bunch of puppets that have been toyed with between applause.

And the direction in which they are heading is ......

It is an abyss that exudes a gloomy and cold aura.

Song Yanqiu was even more afraid.

And under the persecution of fear, she could no longer care about the Mirror Palace, and suddenly stepped a few steps towards the rushing crowd, and said loudly:

Hey, what the hell is this place? Where are you going?

But no one answered her, not even a single one looked back at her, and it was as if all of them had become deaf in an instant.

All the people seem to have been taken away from their lives in an instant, and now, they are slowly stepping on the Yellow Spring Road, and this may be the entrance to the Yellow Spring Road.

This...... What's going on?

A voice floated from some unknown time and space, gloomy, cold, stiff, and even wafting the musty smell from the dark and damp region, and said:

You're right, the place where those people are going is indeed the land of death, and this is the Yellow Springs Road, a place where you can't return after you go.

Song Yanqiu said secretly: The country of death?

The voice continued: "Because you betrayed the Ogikami Palace, you have been cursed by the gods, and your soul has left your body and come to the Ghost Gate to accept the punishment of the gods for the sins you committed in your previous life.

Song Yanqiu said loudly: No......

The voice suddenly turned into a phantom and pointed at Song Yanqiu suddenly......