Chapter 157: Corruption

Chapter 157
Han Yu's heart moved and asked: "The first-level tomb is the tomb of the strong in the Diwu realm, and the second-level ancient tomb is the tomb of the strong in the Tianwu realm. What kind of tomb is the tomb of the strong in the Tianwu realm? Is there a stronger existence?"
The old man smiled and said, "Hey...the martial arts are endless, naturally there are more powerful existences above the Tianwu realm!"
In Han Yu's mind, the stormy waves turned up. A strong man in the realm of Tianwu can wander for nine days and dominate the heavens. In the eyes of other levels of cultivators, he is an omnipotent and terrifying existence. Unexpectedly, there is a stronger existence above the realm of Tianwu. , Hurriedly asked: "What is it?"
Tian Lao Dao: "You don't need to know what it is right now. You just need to remember that the way of cultivation is boundless. The realm of Tianwu you know is not the ultimate of martial arts, and there are more powerful areas above it."
Han Yu nodded secretly. Indeed, he is only the cultivation base of the Xuanwu realm, and he is still a thousand miles away from the Tianwu realm. He said that he is above the Tianwu realm. Do you know that it will not have the slightest influence on his cultivation, but Still aroused the fighting spirit in Han Yu's heart.
Tian Lao continued: "If you can capture and refine the undead resentment of the owner of the tomb here, you can definitely become a Master Xie Ling!"
Han Yu suddenly became excited, excited, and exclaimed: "Really?"
The old man suddenly poured cold water down and said, "However, with your current cultivation level, you obviously can't get to the core area of ​​this tomb."
"Look, everyone, there is a stone tablet here!" At this moment, there was a call from the river in the distance, and everyone walked over after hearing the words.
"The River of Fallen, this river is called the River of Fallen!"
"The river of fallen, the gods have fallen, the demons have fallen, and those who see this monument retreat quickly, and don't feel conceited!" One person read the content on the stone tablet, causing an uproar.
All gods will fall, and demons will fall. Who can pass this river?
"My God, what is a fallen river?" Han Yu asked, he had never heard of such a river, and the people around, seeing them look blank, obviously had never heard of it.
"The River of Fallen is the most common fierce land among the third-level fierce tombs. It is developed in a strange formation. Any creature entering the river of falling will sink, even if it is a Tianwu capable of flying away. Cultivators in the realm cannot fly over the fallen river. Once they touch the surface of the fallen river, the gods will not be able to save them.
Tian Lao explained.
Han Yu was taken aback. Even the strong of the Heavenly Martial Realm couldn't fly. This fallen river was even more terrifying than the undercurrent quicksand of the Golden River. He asked, "Is there no way to pass the fallen river?"
Han Yu didn’t want to give up halfway when he was here. The third-level evil tomb is a cemetery that is stronger than the Tianwu realm. The treasures inside can be horrible. Han Yu will benefit as long as he gets a little bit. endless.
Tian Lao said: "Ships made of special materials are required to pass, and this type of ship can only be made by Qi Tianshi."
"The demon words confuse the crowd and scare the crowd. If it can really sink everything, where did the seniors who came in before go?" Suddenly a sneer sounded, and it was the young handsome Xiao Taijie who listened to Fengzong. .
"Brother Xiao is right. The elders of our Jinhongmen have already arrived here first. They are not here now. They have obviously crossed the river. I think this stone monument was erected here to scare people!" Junjie Wei Xiang flew.
"The river of the world, there is no boat that cannot be crossed, watch me gather a boat!" Xiao Taijie's body shook, and the powerful aura of Lingwu Seven Layers swept out like a tornado. He grabbed his hands against the void, turning the surrounding heaven and earth into aura. For your own use, in the void, build an aura ship.
Soon, a small boat was formed in the void, capable of accommodating more than ten people, Xiao Taijie started again to create two aura paddles. With this method, everyone was stunned.
"The powerhouse of the seventh level of Lingwu is really terrifying, and can actually shape everything in the world with aura!" A cultivator of the fifth level of Lingwu sighed. The Lingwu realm can transform the surrounding heaven and earth aura for their own use, and those with the first level of Lingwu can shape weapons and use them in battle. Powerful people with more than seven levels of Lingwu can not only evolve weapons, but also evolve everything in the world.
"go with!"
Xiao Taijie let out a low drink, and sent his hands forward, and the ship of aura fell on the river of corruption under his control.
"Puff..."
The river splashed, and the aura boat swayed with the waves without sinking.
"God, you didn't mean that only special ships built by Qi Tianshi can float on the river of fallen. How can the ships of spiritual energy work?" Han Yu asked secretly.
"Just look at it." Tian Lao deliberately sold it.
"Haha, am I right? The remonstrance on this stone tablet is just to scare people!" Xiao Taijie glanced contemptuously across the crowd, enjoying the feeling of attention.
Xiao Taijie leaped and landed steadily on the aura boat, smiling at Wei Xiangfei: "Brother Wei, I'm going one step ahead!"
Wei Xiangfei changed his color slightly. He and Xiao Taijie made a big bet before entering the cemetery. Whoever enters the cemetery deeper, whoever wins. He didn't want to lose to Xiao Taijie, and he started to spur the surrounding heaven and earth to shape the aura ships.
The people who listened to the Fengzong boarded the boat one after another, and just jumped on two. Xiao Taijie on the boat suddenly let out a scream, and then people saw that the boat of aura melted quickly, and Xiao Taijie and others suddenly felt like being killed by a water ghost. The three of them were quickly swallowed by the fallen river with the sound of fear and screams, and soon they couldn't even see the hair.
"hiss……"
The people on the shore retreated one after another, afraid of being splashed by the water of the Fallen River. The few remaining people listening to the Fengzong trembled with fright. There was a fear of passing by with death.
With cold sweat on Wei Xiangfei's forehead, the half-shaped aura vessel quietly dissolves, standing still in a daze.
Everyone looked at the stele again, full of fear. A master of the seven levels of Lingwu, who had no room to struggle, was swallowed by the river of corruption, who would dare to doubt the words on the stele.
"Hey, the stone tablet has already stated that some people are still self-righteous, and now they die so much that there are no bones left." A sect disciple who had a gap with Tingfengzong sneered.
"Even if the old masters have the means to pass through the river of corruption, can you be compared with the old masters for a young and stinky young man? Arrogant and self-defeating!"
Listening to the cynicism and sarcasm around, the hearts of the few people who had survived the Fengzong were twisted, and the current strongest of the Fengzong, Pound Shui, had eyes cracking. He glanced over several cynics and found that these people were all he could not provoke. Yes, he just swallowed the anger up to his throat, and retreated decisively with the few remaining members of the Tingfeng Sect.
When they walked to Han Yu and the others, they stopped suddenly, their expressions became abnormally savage, and said viciously: "Boy, I told you before that you never meet me again!"
Pang Deshui was aggrieved, and Han Yu, who was not strong enough, became his goal to vent his anger and retrieve his self-esteem.