Han Li only felt that his body kept falling uncontrollably. During the rotation of his mind, he fully operated the rule of time, mobilizing all the forces in his body, and trying to stabilize his body.

But the power around him was too great. He just felt like a dead leaf in a giant river, and he was forced to rush into the unknown darkness.

This force was straight down at first, but soon twisted, pulling Han Li's body to the left and right, making him feel dizzy.

Later, he was fortunate enough to give up his struggles, protecting only a few key points on his body, and at the same time, he released his senses to continuously detect changes in the surrounding conditions, while trying to lock the golden boy and crying soul.

Fortunately, he can still sense the position of Golden Boy and Crying Soul, but it is a bit erratic, and seems to be near and far.

I didn't know how long this toss was, Han Li sank suddenly, as if he had fallen to the ground.

Then two "bangs" and "bangs" made a muffled sound, and the two bodies slammed on Han Li's body. It was Jin Tong and Crying Soul.

Crying the soul is okay, Jin Tong's body is hard like an iron golem, and Han Li smashes his eyes.

"Master, are you okay?" Crying Spirit quickly stood up.

"Uncle, I didn't do it on purpose!" Jin Tong stood up silently, and a little apology flashed in his eyes.

"Anyway, fortunately, I have a strong bone. By the way, look, what is this place?" Han Li waved his hand and stood up and looked around.

The three were standing in a desert at the moment, the sky was dark, and the light was very dim. Except for being barely visible within a dozen or twenty miles away, it was dark and far away, completely invisible.

The wind around was raging, and the harsh sound of ghosts could be heard at any time. The cold wind was bitter, and the cold wind was everywhere.

Han Li and Jin Tong frowned slightly, each carrying the power of the law to protect the whole body, which resisted the erosion of the surrounding cold air.

Instead of feeling uncomfortable, Crying Soul was very relieved of the cold and ghostly atmosphere here.

"Looking at this situation, this place should be the ghost world, and we have so many setbacks, it's finally here." Crying soul rubbed his stomach and said firmly.

"Here it is the ghost world." Han Li nodded thoughtfully.

Although he did not think that Crying Soul had ever been to the Netherworld, but for some reason, he felt that the judgment of Singing Soul was not wrong.

"No matter what, the movement we just fell, I'm afraid it has already attracted the attention of some people here. Who knows the danger here, it's better to change places first." Jin Tong reminded.

Han Li and Chuanghun naturally have no objection to this.

The situation is the same in all directions. The three of them chose a direction, and quickly flew away.

The three of Han Li had just left less than half of Ayaka, and dozens of black shadows flew from a distance, but they looked like half-human and half-beast ghosts, appearances and messengers, and ghost soldiers under the middle of a black robe. They are all different.

These half-human and half-beast ghosts surrounded the three where they landed, sniffed fiercely, and showed excitement on their faces.

Then most of these dozen ghosts rose up into the air, chased away toward the three of Han Li, only one ghost remained, and his hair screamed sharply.

A moment later, a large cloud of dark clouds emerged from the sky in the distance, flying fast.

In the cloud, there were a lot of ghosts flying, densely packed, I don't know how many, and flew in the direction of the three of Han Li.

...

The three of Han Li flew forward silently, because the environment here was unfamiliar and the future was uncertain. The three were not flying fast.

As Han Li flew, he sent a sense of consciousness to sense the surrounding conditions, while running the Jiuyou Demon pupils, two purple lights shot in his eyes, looking towards the front.

The cold and cold air in the void is too strong, and it has a great impact on the spread of the consciousness. It can only spread for hundreds of miles, and it cannot be sustained any further.

On the contrary, his nine spectre pupils looked farther, but they could only see about five hundred miles.

Han Li's brow frowned, and the distance of five hundred miles didn't seem to be close. For those of them, it was nothing at all, and they could fly in a blink of an eye.

"Master, there is a big river more than a thousand miles away, and it looks very strange." The crying cry aside said suddenly.

"A thousand miles away? Crying soul, how far can you detect?" Han Li asked with a flash of gaze.

"The cold and ghostly spirit here is too heavy, and it has a great impact on my consciousness. I made a full investigation and found out that it was about two thousand miles away." Crying soul secretly calculated and said.

"How about you, Golden Boy?" Han Li looked at Golden Boy.

"I'm not good at investigating, I can only see the range of seventy to eighty miles ... Uncle, what happened to you, if I remember correctly, you are the first to care about my range of consciousness." Golden Boy asked strangely. Road.

"Nothing, I can only see five hundred miles. You are far worse than crying souls, and the investigation is left to you." Han Li said to crying souls.

"Perhaps it has something to do with my physique. I don't know why, I always feel like I have known here ... No problem, leave it to me." Crying soul patted his chest.

Thousands of miles away in a blink of an eye, the three soon reached the black river in the mouth of Wailing.

The area of ​​the Heihe River is very large, and Han Li's sight can't see the margins. The waves in Hanoi are turbulent, rolling up a wave of black spray, and flowing away downstream.

But weirdly, the river was so imposing and imposing that it didn't make a sound, and looked weird.

Strands of black mist emanated from the river, wandering in the air.

In the mid-air hundreds of feet above the river, there is a thick black cloud suspended. It seems that the fog in the river is condensed. Vaguely black electric flashes can be seen in the clouds, giving a bad feeling. .

The three of Han Li stopped by the river and did not rush forward.

"Crying soul, can you detect the other side of the river?" Han Li asked to crying.

Crying to hear the words, a layer of black light appeared in his eyes, looked forward, and quickly shook his head, saying:

"No, I can't see the edge."

"This Heihe is so vast and flowing, but why is there no sound at all? Let me try!" Said Jin Tong, raising his hand and waving.

A hundred feet of golden light flew out, chopped into the river, but silently submerged into the waves of Pentium, without splashing a wave.

Seeing this scene, the three frowned.

The golden light emitted by the golden boy seemed unusual, but it contained a lot of mighty power. Even a mountain peak could be easily cut off, and there was no response in the river.

"This Hanoi hides a huge amount of ghost spirit, and has a strong erosion effect, it is best not to be contaminated." Crying soul looked at Heihe, said slowly.

"Uncle, what do you do now? Are you trying to cross the Heihe River, or walk along the river?" Jin Tong looked at Han Li.

Han Liwei groaned a little, knowing the trick.

A ball of golden light flew from his sleeve, but it was a golden bean, which quickly became large, and instantly turned into a golden-sized golden soldier.

"Go!" Han Li bowed a little bit again, a golden thunder light shot out and merged into the Tao soldiers.

The golden Tao soldier body suddenly appeared a golden thunder pattern, the breath exuded strengthened Xu, and flew across the Heihe.

However, the Taoist soldiers did not fly far, and the black clouds in the air slammed loudly. A thick black lightning bolt fell from the bowl and hit the golden Taoist soldiers extremely quickly.

The whole body of the Golden Taoist immediately turned into a black color, and all the spiritual fluctuations disappeared without any trace, as if a black stone fell down and fell into the black river.

The river tossed up instantly, and the sound of countless harsh ghosts roared.

I saw countless horrible worms and snakes rushing out of the black river, and drowned the Daomen all at once. With the screaming roar, the Daomen's body collapsed instantly, tearing into numerous pieces, and then Those snakes and monsters devoured all.

Seeing this scene, the three of Han Li changed their looks.

The snakes and monsters then looked at the three Han Li who were very fierce, and they seemed anxious to devour them, but after all they did not pounce on them, but dived into the water and disappeared quickly.

Heihe soon resumed calmness, flowing silently, as if nothing had happened.

"It seems that it is not easy to cross the river." Jin Tong said with a frown.

"The black lightning in the cloud seems to erode the magical power of the fairy. Even if you and I are hit, I'm afraid it won't feel good. I'll go down the river for a while and see what happens. By the way, crying soul, that Yan Luozhi Ding had the effect of guidance before, and then offered to take a look. "Han Li nodded and suddenly remembered something and said.

"Yeah, I almost forgot this." Crying soul flashed his eyes and waved his hand to sacrifice Yan Luozhi.

Yan Luozhi's tripod hovered quietly in front of Crying Soul, blooming several times brighter than usual. It seemed to resonate with the eerie spirits here, but did not point the way.

"It seems that this tripod just senses the breath of this place and guides us over, and it has no deeper meaning." Soul sighed and said.

"But looking at the reaction of Yan Luozhiding, most of it was born here or there are other deeper connections ... In short, we should not have found the wrong place." Han Li was not discouraged, but said with a smile.

Since Yan Luo Zhi Ding belongs to this place, the Yan Luo Zhi Ding is also likely to be here.

"That's what the host said, and if so, let's explore this place." Cried soul nodded.

The three discussed with each other and decided to head towards Heihe.

At this moment, the crying face suddenly changed.

"No, a lot of ghosts are flying here!"

The sound of crying souls just fell, and a murmur of thunderous sounds rang out from the sky. Numerous ghosts swarmed like raging waves. The fierce momentum was really appalling.

Countless screams and screams came and filled the whole world.

"Fighting."

Han Li's eyes flickered, and the whole body seemed to be full of golden light. Thirty-six green bamboo bee cloud swords appeared around him, and each flying sword was wrapped with a large golden thunderbolt.