Fantasy: Download the Great Emperor Root Bone at the beginning

Although the huge stone tablet is mottled, the words seem to have just been carved, and an aura of being with heaven and earth echoes on it.

“The emperor… Are we passing? ”

Lang Bugui swallowed a mouthful of spit, and stammered, it was really too scary for the ancient aura on the stone tablet.

“You wait here, I’ll go alone.”

Ye Wuchen looked at the stone stele, and said in a calm voice, Lang Buhui’s face turned red when he heard this, the emperor was not afraid, but he was timid, if this was passed on, wouldn’t it become a joke?

“The emperor… I’d better accompany you. ”

Lang Buhui firmly spoke, but Ye Wuchen shook his head and slowly spoke,

“You just wait here, I’ll go alone, I have the means to protect myself, take you with me, I’m afraid I don’t have time to take care of it.”

“This… Then please be careful with the emperor! His subordinates waited here for the return of the emperor. ”

Lang Buhui did not persist anymore, but stood respectfully in place, and he understood after a little thought that Ye Wuchen dared to break into the nameless river, and he must have the confidence and means.

If you go with it, it will only become a burden.

Ye Wuchen didn’t stay any longer, stepped on the Chaos Immortal Sword, and directly crossed the stone stele.

As we walked forward, an even more desolate aura came to our face.

The sound of water flowing came from afar, and Ye Wuchen carefully stepped on the sword.

Soon after, a large meandering river appeared in Ye Wuchen’s eyes.

The river is not turbulent, but it gives a dangerous feeling.

What’s even weirder is that the water is obviously very clear, but it makes people unable to see through the bottom.

Even when his gaze fell on the surface of the water, Ye Wuchen’s mind gradually rolled up sleep.

There is no living thing in the water, and the source of the river does not know where it originates, let alone where it will flow.

“Rolling east of the Yangtze River, the waves wash away the heroes…”

Staring at the vast river, Ye Wuchen couldn’t help but blurt out, and the warm voice floated around and spread out for thousands of miles.

Whoops!!

The calm river suddenly rolled up a wave, and then fell silent again.

Weak water can only be taken away by atmospheric transporters, and if ordinary creatures try to get involved, they will only fall to ten deaths.

Ye Wuchen slowly landed on the sand, a jade cup appeared in his hand, and then cautiously began to approach the nameless river.

At this moment, the mysterious nameless river was less than three kilometers away from Ye Wuchen, and step by step, nothing unusual happened.

But just as it approached the thousand meters of the nameless river, a mysterious force descended, faintly, there was an ancient sound of vicissitudes,

“A thousand steps to knock, if there is a fate, you can approach weak water.”

As the voice fell, Ye Wuchen felt that his steps became heavier and heavier, as if his legs were tied to mountains, and every half step was extremely difficult.

And with each step, this weight doubles.

But the strange thing is how Ren Ye Wuchen walked by, and the soft sand did not leave footprints.

Ten steps, a hundred steps…

Ye Wuchen staggered forward, his steps were difficult, but he never stopped.

Five hundred steps, seven hundred steps, eight hundred steps…

Finally, Ye Wuchen was only a hundred meters away from the Nameless River, and he seemed to have smelled the breath of the causal avenue in the weak water.

“The last ninety-nine steps, if you don’t reach the end, you will stay here forever.”

“Turn around and go back now, there is still a chance to live.”

An ominous mourning sound floated over the nameless river, and Ye Wuchen stared at the nameless river with a vigilant expression.

This is a fierce river gathered by weak water, and even the Great Emperor does not dare to stain a drop of water.

And now that someone is talking over the river, what kind of existence is the owner of this voice?

Unless you dominate or even quasi-immortal king, you will definitely not dare to stay in the weak water.

“Dare to ask the seniors who are the power of that clan?”

Ye Wuchen bowed respectfully to the river, but the voice that answered him almost made his hair shudder.

“I’m not… Living beings. ”

The eerie and ominous voice floated, and the strange aura made Ye Wuchen’s body feel like falling into an ice cave.

“The juniors came to fetch weak water, and they also asked the seniors to be accommodating.”

Ye Wuchen forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, regained his composure again, and respectfully bowed to the nameless river.

“It is desirable, weak water is not my personal property.”

“But I have to remind you, the last ninety-nine steps, there is no turning back… You can think about it! ”

“Even if you go to the weak water, whether you can harvest a trace depends on your creation.”

Yin’s voice sounded, and Ye Wuchen stayed in place, not making a reckless choice.

After all, the nameless river represents mystery, ominousness, eerie… It contained too much, even if there was a [Immortal King’s Doppelganger] prop, Ye Wuchen still did not dare to make a rash decision.

And there was always a feeling in his heart that the owner of that voice was plotting something.

At this time, a lazy voice sounded in the depths of Ye Wuchen’s soul,

“Boy… There is danger here, advise you to leave quickly, otherwise you are afraid of a life and death crisis. ”

“There is an unkind breath in that river, and even I am no match for it.”

The owner of this voice was the big yellow dog in the Dongjun Immortal Mansion, and Ye Wuchen heard its voice and chuckled in his heart.

That big yellow dog was a true immortal level, but it actually said that it was not the opponent of that strange voice.

“But senior, I feel weak water, there is what I need.”

Ye Wuchen respectfully communicated with the big yellow dog.

“Boy, decide for yourself… I don’t want you to die here anyway. ”

“After all, for many years, you have been the only successor of the Dongjun Immortal Mansion, and the master is also half of your master.”

“That’s it… Wait for you to have a crisis, quickly enter the Immortal Mansion! No delay. ”

The big yellow dog’s voice was serious, and Ye Wuchen became more vigilant and careful in his heart.

There was no need for the Dongjun Immortal Mansion Instrument Spirit to scare himself at all, there was indeed danger here, and that ethereal and cold voice did give Ye Wuchen a bad feeling.

“Senior Xie is accommodating!”

Ye Wuchen said gratefully, after all, there is a small world in the Dongjun Immortal Mansion, and it is really dangerous to hide in it, and it is difficult to open it under the Immortal King.

“Hello to yourself, that breath makes me very uneasy…”

The voice of the big yellow dog fell, completely falling into silence.

Ye Wuchen held the [Immortal King’s Doppelganger] prop in his palm at any time, and if there was really danger, he would also have the opportunity to escape.

After doing everything, Ye Wuchen decisively stepped forward, and at this time, a strange force around him burst in.