Chapter 57 The Broken Bridge

Woo~~~Woo~~

I don't know when, the rolling gloomy wind began to blow on the yellow spring, like an immortal soul song, resounding in people's hearts.

Gradually, a wisp of mist began to appear, light and thick, as weak as silk, smooth, hazy and faint.

Boom!

The sound of the river rolling sounded, like a big river roaring up, and the loud sound boiled up.

"What's the matter? Huangquan actually flowed." Su Qin looked at Huang Quan with unbearable surprise.

At this moment, this yellow spring seems to have turned into a rolling black dragon. The water is stirring, and the rapids are advancing bravely, roaring in all directions. Wherever it passes, the mountains and rivers are unstoppable, and the earth is invincible.

This extremely powerful yellow spring, which corrupts everything, flows completely at this moment.

Fast as a wind, as fast as a drizzle, endless.

Woo~~Woo~

The sound of the soul song became louder and louder, and the fog began to permeate. For a moment, the whole shore was shrouded in a thick fog.

Between the virtual and hazy, Su Qin seemed to see the shore not far away from the shadow of a bridge, but because of the thick fog, he could not see a real one. He only felt like there was a huge bridgehead.

"Is it possible that the bridge appeared?"

Su Qin was puzzled and quickly groped towards the bridge step by step.

The thick fog is too diffuse. In this inexplicable place where the divine consciousness is forbidden, it can't penetrate such a thick fog with the naked eye alone, and I don't know what danger is waiting and lurking.

Su Qin was cautious. After taking seven or eight steps, he saw a bridge faintly appear in the thick fog, as if it had penetrated the whole yellow spring. The white bridge head flashed with a slight light luster. It was not much, but only felt that it seemed to run through the whole yellow spring.

As Su Qin gets closer and closer.

The soul song composed of the yin wind is getting bigger and bigger, and the whining voice seems to be saying "What can do", "What can I do", "What can I do", "What can I do" and "What can I do?"

Hearing it, I only felt miserable, sad, a wisp of tenderness, a little more helpless, that kind of sadness to the sky, the sky does not return, to the earth, the earth without asking.

Walking through Huangquan Road and stepping across the bridge, it's okay to float or sink. Shaohua is just a big dream. Wake up and get drunk, but what can you do?

is also charming, with many demons, sad and desperate, breaking a wisp of soft intestines, drunken dreams, many thoughts come, straight to pull people's hearts and minds, fall into the ignorance, helplessness.

"My life is up to me, not by heaven, and the earth. It's enough for me to live forever, but without regret!"

Su Qin laughed loudly. In an instant, his mood was ethereal and the demons faded, as if he were detached.

For some reason, Su Qin only felt that the fog seemed to have faded. Unconsciously, he had walked to the bridge of this bridge and stepped on the bridge and drifted with the tide.

"It's really strange here, and there are demons all the time." Su Qin sighed that it had only been a long time before he was confused by many ideas, which was simply strange.

Then, Su Qin looked at the jade bridge carefully.

The jade bridge is 20 to 30 feet wide and 60 or 70 meters wide. It is extremely large, like a bridge to the sky. The white jade wall is under the endless years, but there is no trace left. On both sides of the bridge are carved with patterns of various people, beasts and fairy birds, as if the ghost door is closed, and the life of ordinary people is painted.

However, these pictures are full of helplessness, sadness, charming and disturbing.

There are still three characters carved on the edge of the jade bridge.

"Naihe Bridge".

"This is really the Naihe Bridge. So, as long as you go down, you can reach the underworld?" Su Qin suddenly opened his mind, smiled and looked up at the past.

Follow the thin fog and look at it at a glance.

The white jade bridge seems to have become infinite deep darkness, as if it has disappeared.

"What?" Su Qin was shocked and quickly stepped on the jade bridge, took a few steps, and looked forward. Unexpectedly, he found that the jade bridge was cut off. Only half of the bridge body, and half of the bridge leading to the opposite bank had long been gone.

The truncated Naihe Bridge is half connected to Huangquan, and it is creepy to listen to the rolling sound of Huangquan.

"The bridge was cut off!" Su Qin was extremely shocked. I don't know what material this white jade bridge is made of. For thousands of years, he can't love the traces left on this jade bridge. Su Qin has just tried it, and the power of silence with all his strength can't even leave any scratches on the bridge.

And such a bridge was cut into two sections by life.

"What the hell happened? Who cut off all the Naihe Bridge? Without Naihe Bridge, how can we lead to the hell?

Su Qin frowned and thought about it, and suddenly remembered something. He trotted all the way to the initial bridge and searched for something.

Sure enough, on the bridge stands a huge stone, two or three high, like a mirror, but it has been interrupted and broken into several pieces, shining slightly. From the broken stone, there are still three words left.

"Three Stones".

Su Qin glanced at the broken stone surface, like a clear mirror. The reflection of a clear shadow was still changing, as if it were gently rippled like water waves, as if there was some inexplicable power. At the top of the broken "Three Life Stone", there was a palm print, which was embedded in the three-life stone. , and then smashed the whole Sansheng stone.

"The Sansheng stone asked Sansheng, but the bridge sighed that the Sansheng stone was interrupted by a palm, but the bridge was also cut off. What on earth happened to this opened-up hell?"

Su Qin frowned and asked himself gently.

"Why is there a mist all of a sudden? It's too weird here."

"Shut up, let's search carefully. This should be Huangquan. It should be the door to the secret palace!"

The sound of the conversation came to Su Qin's ears.

"Someone is coming."

Su Qin was alert. When he looked left and right, his body suddenly rushed. In the blink of an eye, he hid under the bridgehead of the bridge and grasped the bridge tightly. The continuous torrents of the yellow spring below passed by, bringing waves of stormy waves.

After a moment, the four monks walked to the Naihe Bridge and looked at the cut-off Naihe Bridge and the endless yellow spring, slightly distracted.

"What's going on? The bridge was cut off, which is impossible. Only after passing the bridge can you enter the secret palace. Without the bridge, even if the monks in the realm of the yuan god come, it is impossible to pass through the yellow spring!"

The first blood robe, the monk with blood eyes, looked at the rolling yellow spring and the cut-off bridge, and couldn't hide his face.

"Murong Can, it turned out that he came, and he also came to find this secret palace."

Su Qin fixed his eyes and immediately saw that the leading red-robed monk was actually his sworn enemy. Murong Can couldn't help showing a sneer.

"Young master, can't we cross this strange river directly? Although it looks strange, it won't stop me from waiting.

Luo looked at the boiling lake and asked.

"What do you know? This yellow spring is very famous. Each drop of the water of this yellow spring weighs 100 catties, and each drop is made by the power of the power of heaven and earth. Even the strong yuan god will be easily corroded. The ancestor of the Styx River in the past condensed the spirit of the Styx River with the water of this yellow spring and evolved the Styx River*, which is invincible. What's more, he killed countless powerful yuan gods, hanged countless sects, and achieved the world's magic power!"

In this sentence, Feng Lianyang and other three people changed their faces and no longer despised the rolling Styx River.

The ancestor of the Styx River is a peerless strong man a thousand years ago. The gas of the Styx River evolved into the Styx River, and there are 800 Pluto gods, who dominate the world and sweep the eight wildernesses. A magical power is beyond the realm of the yuan god and goes straight to the world-class strong man above the genhshen.

sweeping through the eight wildernesses, the supreme magic of a generation, and his magical power, Styx* is condensed by this yellow spring, which is naturally unfamiliar.

Yellow spring, a drop weighing 100 catties, is composed of hundreds of millions of drops, which can easily crush mountains and rivers and shock the power of the sky!

Once a strong man in the realm of Yuanshen falls into it, all kinds of evil spirits attack, which are tens of millions of times stronger than the evil spirits of blood. Even the Yuanshen can erode and disappear, and the power of the Styx condensed by Huangquan is endless and difficult to measure!

However, this Styx ancestor disappeared thousands of years ago, and the peerless demon ocer seemed to have evaporated from the world in the end, which was incredible.

"Young master, what should we do? However, the bridge was cut off and could not enter the secret palace through Huangquan at all. How can your ambition and ambition be realized? Luo Shi suddenly thought of something and quickly said respectfully.

"Shut up."

Murong Can gritted his teeth, and there was a trace of violent air between his eyebrows. Obviously, his mood was also disturbed by the yellow spring.

"In any case, I will enter the secret palace left by the former silent demon and find the secret treasure left by the silent demon. This secret treasure will surely shock the world and boil in the sky. As long as I get this secret treasure, I will be able to complete the magic path and grasp the universe. At that time, I will achieve the supreme power of the demons and step out of the past. , now, in the future, achievements, immortality, heaven and earth, nothing can stop me!"

Murong Can suddenly roared and roared.

The three people of Xue Shuzong looked at each other and bowed their heads slightly, as if they were surrendering to Murong Can.

"What, this hell was opened up by the silent demons." Su Qin was shocked.

Although he knew that this secret palace was a world-class cultivation, enough to destroy the world, and opened up by a powerful monk in the star world, he never thought that it was a silent demon.

This shattered three thousand worlds, stepped out of a moment, and achieved eternity, the only person who has become an immortal since ancient times.

And Su Qin practiced the "Silent Life Sutra".

This is like a madman in Su Qin's eyes, creating such a shocking method, and even opening up this hell.

Su Qin didn't know how to guess this first man in the ages, the first person in the world to step out of humanity, smash the void, smash the three thousand worlds, and step into a great dream!

"However, Murong Can's ambition is also amazing. He even wants to pinch the universe and dominate the sky." Su Qin hung a smile at the corners of his mouth.

Murong Can's ambition is really funny in his opinion.

The monk should have come naked, go naked, have no friends, have no worries, break the shackles of heaven and earth, be proud to destroy the laws and regulations of heaven and earth, and be free.

Isn't that the source of life's cultivation?

Su Qin really didn't expect that someone would be so stupid. He forgot the reason and put a shackle on his false name and couldn't escape.

In this case, why do you need to cultivate immortals? Pursuing freedom, he obviously broke the shackles of heaven and earth, but he put a shackle on himself, which was really funny.

While Su Qin was smiling.

"What, come out!"

Murong Can's eyes suddenly opened, and a divine light suddenly burst out of his bloody eyes. A crimson jewel the size of a fist hovered in the void above his head, connected with the blood-red bridge of heaven and earth, blooming with endless crimson light, like a flower cover. In an instant, the virtual shadow of seven or eight dragons appeared in In the crimson light, it finally condensed into substance and roared around the jewels.

The rolling dragon sound kept shaking. The dragon roar, which was above all sentient beings and could deter all sentient beings, even directly set off bursts of huge waves, constantly ringing, disturbing people's five senses, like a hot pot hell, which made people uncomfortable.

"Is anyone there?"

The three monks of Xueshazong were shocked and looked left and right, but because this inexplicable place was forbidden, they could not feel a trace of human breath.

"Impossible. How could he find me?" Su Qin frowned and lay at the bottom of the bridge, motionless and cautious.

"Why, can't I ask you to come out? Okay, then try the power of my nine dragon beads!" Murong Can sneered: "Nine Jiao Shenzhu, the power of Jiujiao, the mountains and rivers collapse, tearing the sky!"

Then, Murong Can pointed to the void at a place of the Jade Bridge.

The scarlet pearl in the void above the head bloomed with endless crimson light, and the shadow of the dragon roared and boiled in it. For a moment, it turned out to change color like mountains and rivers. Seven or eight headlines wrapped the scarlet jewels around the scarlet jewels and directly hit the direction that Su Qin hid.

Where the scarlet pearl passed, the space collapsed and the scarlet color spread. The virtual shadow of the seven or eight dragons opened their teeth and danced their claws, or soared into the sky, or the dragon roared. Each of them had the power to lift the river and came to Su Qin.

Boom!

Between a flicker, the crimson jewel collapsed the bridgehead space hidden by Su Qin. Seven or eight dragon shadows collided, and a mountain would be smashed.

What is strange is that I don't know what the bridge is made of. The nine pearls suddenly opened, and even the space collapsed, but there was no trace of scratching the bridge.

"Sure enough, you found me. How is this possible?"

Su Qin was shocked, and the power of silence emerged crazily. Suddenly, he wrapped his body and turned into a black rainbow, shooting directly along the white jade-like bridge to avoid. Coincidentally, the power of the nine Jiao divine pillar hit the bridge, making Su Qin can avoid it. The next moment, Su Qin turned into a rainbow and fell directly on Murong. On the edge of the broken bridge in front of the disabled, less than ten steps behind is the rolling Yellow Spring River.

"Oh, Su Qin, it turned out to be you. I didn't expect that you would come to the door."

Murong Can showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth. Looking at the monk who was forced to show his original shape, he was about to say something when he suddenly saw the man's face, and his smiling face immediately collapsed, squeezing into an extremely strange smile with a trace of excitement.

The three monks of Xueshuang also saw Su Qin and stared at Su Qin together, killing like a knife, as if they were going to chop up Su Qin Shengsheng.

"How do you know I'm hiding there?"

Su Qin ignored the eyes of these three people, just stared at Murong Can, and asked gently with a trace of doubt.

"hehe." Murong Can did not say anything at first, but just waved his hand. The crimson jewel turned into a streamer and fell back into the void above Murong Can's head, sprinkling a trace of intoxicating crimson light.

"You must have never seen a spiritual treasure in your life. How can you know the vastness of heaven and earth? Let me kindly tell you that my pearl is called Jiujiao God Pearl, which is a medium-grade spiritual treasure, which is refined by collecting the soul of nine dragonflies." Murong Can narrowed his eyes, and there was a trace of blood in his bloody eyes, as if he was mocking and showing off.

"It turned out to be a spiritual treasure. No wonder it's so powerful that it can collapse the space at once."

Su Qin's heart was bright. He glanced at the crimson jewel and said secretly in his heart.

It has been recorded in the vast secret collection that the spiritual treasure is beyond the power of the spiritual weapon. Above the top spiritual weapon is the spiritual treasure. Each spiritual treasure has infinite power, shaking mountains and rivers, smashing the sky, and controlling thousands of thunder and lightning to silence everything, which is extremely horrible.

Although the spiritual weapon is strong, it is only a blade and weapon, just with the power of the master, while the spiritual treasure controls infinite power by itself, which is extremely precious. Only the strong man above the yuan god can refine it. Each piece is like the realm of the yuan god, which can move mountains and fill the sea and destroy heaven and earth!

Like Ziyang real person in Ziyang City, there is a low-grade Lingbao Ziyang dry fire fan. As soon as the mountains and rivers move, it can roll up endless purple flames. In an instant, it can burn a mountain into ashes, but I didn't expect that this crimson bead is a middle-grade Lingbao that surpasses the Ziyang dry fire fan. No wonder it is so powerful. If it is solidified, I'm afraid that the mountains will be broken.

"I just asked you how you found mine, but I didn't ask you about these miscellaneous things. Did you forget that you were interrupted by some Sanxiu twice? And the feeling of coldness entering the body and freezing, have you forgotten it?

Su Qin hung a smile at the corners of his mouth and said lightly.

The tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, and Su Qin revealed his scars and was not soft.

"Su Qin... You are still so stubborn when you die!"

Murong Can was suddenly aroused by Su Qin's memories of the past. For a moment, he was extremely angry and spit out a vicious word from his teeth.

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