The Strongest Almighty God of Urban Magic

Naihe Bridge, Huangquan Road, the living are dead, the dead open the door..."

Just when Ye Tian was thinking about how to cross this river, he suddenly encountered a sound that exploded in his ears.

The voice was very old and hoarse, as if it had been polished with sandpaper, and it got into Ye Tian's ears, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Ye Tian looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a boat approaching leisurely.

The boat looked like it was made of ordinary wood, but it was not disturbed by the current. The speed of the boat was very slow. If Ye Tian was not attentive, he would not even be able to feel its movement.

And above the boat, there is a very illusory white shadow.

That's... people!

The hair on Ye Tian's body stood up all of a sudden, it was the first time he saw a human figure in this place.

There was no murderous aura in the surrounding air, so Ye Tian was stunned at the same time, waiting for the boat to come slowly.

"Does the boy want to cross the river?"

Not long after, the old man drove the boat to the shore, and after seeing Ye Tian's voice, the corner of his mouth slowly raised and said slowly.

At this time, Ye Tian saw the whole picture of this old man clearly.

The old man was wearing pure white clothes, which looked a bit like ancient mourning clothes.

But personally Ye Tian felt strange that this old man's complexion was even whiter than the clothes.

The old man's face was full of deep wrinkles, and he looked no different from an ordinary old man in his twilight years. It was just the smile on the corner of his mouth that made Ye Tian feel a gloomy feeling.

That kind of breath made Ye Tian feel that after a while, he couldn't tell where he met.

"Who are you? How come you are here?"

"Haha, it's too suspicious, I'm just a ferryman. I can't cross the river in the end, but I'm leaving... This is the only exit on this road..."

The old man spoke casually.

Ye Tian was more cautious in his heart and released his spiritual power to constantly scan the old man in front of him, but he couldn't find the slightest clue at all.

The matter has come to this point, Ye Tian has no choice but to get on the boat.

Following Ye Tian's boarding, the old man continued to paddle the broken oar in his hand, which seemed to be broken at no time.

The boat began to sail slowly towards the other side of the river.

Neither of the two spoke, so the atmosphere of the time seemed a little awkward.

After a while Ye Tian felt a little bored and asked.

"What on earth is the old man's place?"

"This is Huang Quan, don't you even know Huang Quan?"

"Don't tease me, old man..."

"The living are dead, and the dead open the door... So yeah, it's all dead here!"

"what!"

It was at this moment that a mutation occurred!

As soon as the old man's voice fell, thick fog appeared in the originally open field of vision, and it began to thicken as time passed.

At this time, Ye Tian felt as if he was surrounded by fog and couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly.

At this time, Ye Tian turned around and found that the old man had no longer had a shadow, and at this time, he was the only one standing on the boat.

Oops!_