Chapter 1639: Huang Quan, Naihe, Meng Po

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Roar!
The real dragon phantom, with a roar, rushed towards the gluttonous clan, and the huge dragon claw smashed down towards the gluttonous clan.
The gluttonous roar, turned into the body, also grabbed with a claw.
But the result was that the gluttonous body was violently shocked, and was directly flew out with a claw of the real dragon phantom, backing a dozen steps, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.
The gluttonous man was shocked by the real dragon ghost shadow in one move.
The gluttonous combat power, among them, is definitely standing at the peak and exploding with all strength. It can definitely contend with a strong man in the holy realm, but now, it is completely invincible and injured by one move.
Tweeted!
The phoenix tweeted and rushed towards the gluttonous gluttons, so that the gluttonous gluttons retreated back and forth and dared not fight.
The real dragon and the phantom of the phoenix flew on their respective tombs, but did not pursue them.
"So powerful, how to pass?"
"This definitely surpasses the fighting power of the ordinary holy realm, alone, it is not an opponent at all!"
Many people look ugly.
After struggling to get here, should we stop here?
"Everyone, if you want to pass this road, only join hands. Let's join hands and rush over. Otherwise, no one can pass through alone!"
Huang Ling spoke, she and Lu Ming joined forces to defeat a ghost, and stepped forward.
"Yes, now we can only join forces!"
Prince Jinwu also said.
"Okay, I agree!"
"I agree!"
Others spoke one after another. Just now, everyone was on guard against each other, but now they have to join forces again, because if they do not join forces, they can only stop here.
The crowds defeated the phantom one after another and converged towards that path. After a while, the crowds joined together.
"Rush together!"
Uh! Uh! Uh! ...
More than forty people rushed towards the intersection together.
More than forty people are all Tianjiao-level arrogances from different emperor-level forces.
The real dragon roared, and the phoenix rang, rushing towards the crowd.
"kill!"
More than forty days of arrogance, shot together, all kinds of light burst, confluence together, terrible.
All kinds of attacking techniques collided with the phantom of the real dragon and phoenix, and they were unstoppable. They destroyed the phantom of the real phoenix and drowned the real dragon and phoenix.
bump! bump!
True dragon and phoenix phantom collapsed.
"Good opportunity, rush!"
Many Tianjiao, seizing this opportunity, rushed towards the intersection, and in a flash, forty or so people all rushed over the place blocked by the two tombs.
The real dragon and the phantom of the phoenix immediately reunited together, but instead of continuing to attack them, they roared, flew into the tomb, and disappeared.
"Just a piece of immortal fighting intention has reached the holy realm. I really don't know what horror it was during his lifetime? Did he reach the emperor level? Is there a emperor-level true dragon buried in this tomb?"
Lu Ming looked at the tomb, a fiery light flashed in his eyes.
If he can get the skeleton of an emperor-level true dragon, after refining it, to what level will his spirit evolve?
Will it evolve into a superior celestial body all at once?
Of course, he thinks about it.
Above the tomb is full of terrifying powers of law. Just now Zhao Kuang was going to end. He naturally dared not attack the tomb.
Everyone took a long breath, and then along this road, all the way forward.
Soon after, a river stopped in front.
The strange thing is that the water of this river is yellow, like the legendary river of hell, Huangquan.
"This... is this really the Huangquan River?"
Suddenly, someone started to speak, his voice trembling.
Because there was a stele there, everyone looked at it, and there were two words written on it, Huang Quan!
Everyone looked at each other, and they saw shock and fear in each other's eyes.
According to ancient legends, there are nine peaceful hells between heaven and earth, and there is a river among the hells, which traverses the and is named Huang Quan.
Huang Quan cannot be crossed, because once he enters Huang Quan, no matter what kind of creatures, he will be corroded by the water of Huang Quan and become part of Huang Quan.
But all of this is just a legend. No one has seen the emperor-level powerhouse.
Is there really Huang Quan in the world and Nine Nether Hells?
Even the unruly figures such as the Jinwu ten princes and gluttons are extremely dignified.
No one dared to try it easily, to go to Huangquan.
If you go to the river like the legendary Huang Quan, you will die.
"There is a bridge there!"
Someone shouted at the front, and when everyone looked at it, they saw a bridge ahead.
Everyone walked along the shore of Huangquan. When they approached, they discovered that the bridge was very wide and straight across Huangquan.
Three words are inscribed on the bridge.
What a bridge!
Hiss...
The sound of breathing in cold air was heard, and everyone felt cold in their hearts.
According to legend, there is a Neihe Bridge above Huangquan. If you want to cross Huangquan, you have to cross the Neihe Bridge.
Unexpectedly, there really is a bridge.
Huang Quan, Heqiao, everything is the same as the legend, is this here leading to the Nine Nether Hell?
Rao is that everyone is a natural arrogant, born of imperial power, and has a lot of knowledge, but now, he still feels cool and quiet.
"According to legend, there is a Meng Po on the bridge, holding Meng Po soup, but everyone who crosses the bridge must drink Meng Po soup, after drinking, forget everything, this bridge, is there Meng Po?"
Someone spoke, and his voice trembled.
"Huh, all of this is just an illusion. Someone deliberately arranged it. What if Huang Quan is really there, how could it appear here!"
Prince Jinwu snorted coldly, covered with golden golden sun fire, striding on the bridge of Hehe, and headed towards the opposite bank.
"Yes, this should be the burial of the reincarnation emperor by the people behind. According to the legend, it can't be true that Huang Quan can't stop me!"
Then someone spoke again and stepped up.
"Huang Ling, let's go!"
Lu Ming said.
Huang Ling nodded, the two walked side by side, and set foot on the bridge.
Others saw this and followed.
Although everyone did not believe it to be true, they were still cautious to keep this alert.
"Ancient hero, where is the soul?"
Suddenly, a long voice sounded, I don't know where it came from, it rang in everyone's ears.
"Who?"
Someone was shocked and shouted.
"Ancient hero, where is the soul?"
The voice continued to ring, seeming to be full of helplessness and sigh, ringing in the ears of everyone.
The crowd continued to move forward, and the voice rang continuously.
But all the while, only this sentence repeatedly tells.
Everyone held their breath and ignored the sound, and continued to move forward. Soon, they will pass the Neihe Bridge.
But at this time, everyone stopped.
Because there is a figure in Qiaotou.
An old lady!
The old lady was very old, bowing her back, wearing a large black robe, full of white hair, and wrinkles on her face, piled up like a mountain.
She held a bowl in her hand, and in the bowl was a milky white liquid.
Meng Po!
A name appeared in everyone's mind!