Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Seeing that Yun Siqing's thin body was about to fall into the River of Forgetfulness, a low and violent shout came from above: "Taking God!"

In the next second, Yun Siqing felt as if her body was being grasped by an invisible giant hand, being dragged up from the surface of the River of Forgetfulness.

"what?"

Yun Siqing opened her eyes in amazement, and saw that she had not fallen into the bloody and pungent River of Forgetfulness, but in a warm and reliable embrace.

What she saw was not the gnawing and biting of poisonous insects and beasts, but Xiao Lin's smile that made her extremely reassuring at all times.

Xiao Lin just jumped down from the bridge, and didn't even fall into the river, but hung upside down under the Bridge of Helplessness like a bat!

Yun Siqing was surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but screamed out: "Young Master Xiao, you..."

"Shhh."

Xiao Lin gently placed his finger on Yun Siqing's mouth, and said with a wry smile: "We finally managed to escape the danger. If we attract the attention of the old woman again, it will be troublesome."

Yun Siqing was extremely excited, and whispered: "Young Master Xiao, you are so smart!"

"But... how do you decide that I will jump into the River of Forgetfulness with you, rather than compromise and drink Granny Meng’s Soup alone?"

"Because you are Cloud Fairy."

Xiao Lin grinned and said, "In fact, we didn't disappoint each other, did we?"

At this moment, between the Bridge of Helplessness and the River of Forgetfulness, the two of them were completely shrouded by the gloomy Ghost Qi on the bridge and the killing intent on the river.

But for some reason, looking at Xiao Lin's confident look, Yun Siqing couldn't help but smile, revealing the brightest and purest smile in his life.

"Young Master Xiao, we will definitely be able to rescue the Sky Shield and return to the Cangwu Continent!"

Immediately, with the help of the Spirit Power in Dantian, Xiao Lin allowed his feet to be firmly attached to the bluestone bricks under the arch bridge, and proceeded cautiously step by step.

After walking for about half an hour, they finally finished the long bridge and saw the fork in the road ahead.

"Young Master Xiao, we succeeded!"

Yun Siqing said excitedly: "The front is the end of the Bridge of Helplessness, the left is the shrine of the Ten Temples of the Lord of the Yama, and the right is the 18th floor The Underworld we are looking for!"

"Yes."

Xiao Lin also smiled joyfully and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

However, when they were about to pass through the area of ​​Bridge of Helplessness, the surface of the originally peaceful River of Forgetfulness below actually tumbling violently.

Xiao Lin lowered his head slightly and looked intently. A blood-red python rushed directly out of the river and bit Yun Siqing's arm in one bite.

"Young Master Xiao!"

This attack was too sudden, and Xiao Lin had always concentrated on feeling the upper part of the Bridge of Helplessness, resulting in no reaction at all.

The blood python directly dragged Yun Siqing away from Xiao Lin's embrace, and returned to the River of Forgetfulness with a plop, and the river surface quickly calmed down again.

"The Cloud Fairy!"

Xiao Lin looked at the red and bloody river below, and his face was blue.

The front convenience is The Underworld on the eighteenth floor, where Tiandun is suffering from life worse than death, waiting for own rescue.

But if she advances now, Yun Siqing will be imprisoned forever in the River of Forgetfulness, and she will never be able to find her again.

In just a moment, Xiao Lin stopped hesitating, gritted his teeth firmly, and jumped into the River of Forgetfulness.

The enemy of The Netherworld will be punishable even though it is far away.

The people of The Netherworld will be saved even though they are far away.

Besides, that is Yun Siqing!

Entering the River of Forgetfulness Hanoi, the monstrous Ghost Qi and resentment instantly wrapped up, pressing Xiao Lin into suffocation, and it was extremely difficult to take a breath.

He had stayed in the underwater empire for several months, and also killed Thunder Newt in Xuantianhe, his water quality was by no means bad.

But the River of Forgetfulness in this underworld is completely different from the river in Cangwu Continent.

In the blood-red river, Xiao Lin was extremely difficult to act, his vision was greatly hindered, and he could only see the hazy blood fog.

"Six Palace King Biancheng, ghost, exterminate ghost eyes!"

Xiao Linzhen shouted, his eyes shot out two black lights.

Unlike other Nine Temple Yamas, King Bian Cheng does not have his own Magic Treasures.

His most powerful ghost weapon is his own pair of eyes.

King Biancheng’s extinct ghost eyes not only can annihilate everything under his eyes, but also dispel all darkness and fog.

Xiao Lin's eyes burst with black light, and he could see the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness at a glance.

However, when he saw his environment clearly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

At this moment, beside him, there are thousands of blood-red blood-red monster fish, while they are turning around, looking for opportunities to swarm them, and bite him into pieces.

And at the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness, there are piles of bones and countless dense souls.

The flesh of these resentful souls had long rotted, leaving only a pair of blood-red eyes, surrounded by a lingering thick black mist.

But because they are so miserable, there are still countless blood scorpions around them gnawing their remnants, tearing them into pieces, swallowing them, spitting them out, and swallowing them again.

"Help us!"

"Help us!"

It seems that these are the ghosts who are unwilling to drink Granny Meng’s Soup and reincarnate, and truly fall into the River of Forgetfulness.

This soaring resentment almost overwhelmed the rich Ghost Qi in the river.

"Help us!"

But at this time Xiao Lin had no time to rescue these poor ghosts whose lives were worse than death.

Because he had already seen in his light, that thick blood python had dragged Yun Siqing all the way to the depths of the River of Forgetfulness.

"Naughty animal, stop for me!"

Xiao Lin yelled violently, kicked the water with his feet, and his body rushed forward like an arrow from the string.

The blood python is the aboriginal in the River of Forgetfulness, swimming very fast.

But Xiao Lin was almost faster than it, and in just a blink of an eye, he caught up with it and grabbed its tail.

"die!"

Xiao Lin's eyes dazzled, and the black light condensed to a point, and it slammed into the center of the blood python's body.

Fighting snakes and seven inches, this principle also works in the underworld!

The thick and long body of the blood python was directly divided into two by the eyes of the extinction ghost, and he let out a scream, which turned into blood foam and dissipated.

Xiao Lin hurriedly hugged Yun Siqing in his arms, "Fairy Yun, are you okay?"

"Young Master Xiao......"

Yun Siqing's face was pale as paper, and her fair skin was soaked in blood, as if she was festering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I feel so uncomfortable, my body seems to melt away..."

Xiao Lin frowned and his face became extremely solemn.

He is the body of a yang person, and his body is full of yang energy, but Yun Siqing is now the body of a ghost!

The blood in the River of Forgetfulness has a powerful lethality to ghosts.

If it is soaked here for a long time, Yun Siqing's body will be completely corroded and turned into the white corpses on the bottom of the river.

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