Where the golden halo was, Lu Chen saw a dark iron wall.

The luster of the iron wall was very familiar to Lu Chen. It was the scales of the black water black snake!

He instantly extinguished the searchlight of the Atlantis aircraft and used his spiritual sense to sense the surroundings. In his spiritual sense, the snake scale in front of him was a hundred feet high!

His spiritual consciousness sensed forward, no matter left or right, it was blocked by something.

There is something, like a continuous mountain range, lying across here!

It is cold, as if it is dead, but its shuddering ominous power pervades the Blackwater River.

dong dong dong

The water ripples slightly, the river bed trembles slightly, and the heart of the mountain creature is beating.

Lu Chen felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire and did not dare to move rashly. He had never seen such a powerful creature before.

At the bottom of the Blackwater River, only Wang Quan Wumu's soul was emitting gleaming light at this time, sitting quietly under the mountains, expressionless, eyes closed and silent.

After a long time, Lu Chen dared to move carefully. He found that this giant creature seemed to be asleep, and he was sleeping very deeply.

He is now certain that this is the reason why the Huangquan clan does not dare to chase him into the Blackwater River. Even the immortal he once met would have trouble subduing such creatures, let alone those who seem to be like the Great Demon Emperor.

The ten palaces of Yama are gone.

Even if Lu Chen's strength increased greatly after a few months, he still didn't dare to provoke this behemoth.

This guy is really that big. Even if his regicide extends dozens of feet long, with his sword energy and unparalleled sword intent, I am afraid that at most he can only injure it, but cannot kill it with one blow. When the opponent wakes up, he

I'm afraid it's difficult to even think about going up there.

He stepped carefully, his mental strength reached its peak, and at the same time, his blood flow had been activated to the second level, and his condition was ready to rise at any time.

The few dozen meters away from Wang Quan Wu Mu are like an iron chain bridge between mountain streams, and it is frightening to walk on it.

After approaching Wang Quan Wumu, Lu Chen felt relieved. Maybe he was overly worried.

This big guy was sleeping soundly, and it didn't seem to be worried about any creature daring to sneak up on it in the Blackwater River. Perhaps subconsciously, it only thought of itself as a small Blackwater Black Snake swimming by it.

It's just that Lu Chen was a little bit curious as to why Wang Quan Wumu was here. Is this a coincidence? Or was this behemoth bringing him here?

He leaned over to check the condition of his soul. Wang Quan Wumu's soul was very solid, completely different from ordinary people's souls. It was almost like a solid body. He could feel it when he touched it directly with his hands.

After checking for a while, he felt a little regretful. Wang Quan Wumu seemed to have no spirituality. Like other souls, he had lost his memory and was just a soul body.

He did not dare to reach out and touch the snake scales behind Wang Quan Wumu, and carefully took out the Wang Quan Sword Intention from the space, because it was already his possession, and the sharpness was completely controlled by him to avoid waking up the Black Water Black Snake Old Man here.

Ancestors.

This royal sword intention is condensed by the sword heart of Wang Quan Wu Mu. The sword heart has the word "heart", which contains the perception of the heart, and the heart is the core of the soul.

This object must be the key to Wang Quan Wumu's memory of his past. Lu Chen did not hesitate to send Wang Quan's sword to his forehead.

The swiftness of his movements was beyond his own expectation.

Before coming, Lu Chen had actually hesitated. After all, it was a mythical prop that could be sold for a sky-high price when it went out, but now it was just used to save a plot character.

Resurrecting it may help him in his battle, or it may not be of much use. Whether it can "recover the money" is completely unknown.

But when Lu Chen saw the other person's soul, he felt inexplicably sad and wanted the other person to come back.

The golden sword light entered Wang Quan Wumu's eyebrows, and his soul became a little more solid, with a faint golden light lingering around him.

About half an hour passed, but nothing happened. Lu Chen didn't know if he needed to wait for a long time. He felt that this place was unsafe, so it would be better to take Wang Quan Wumu away first.

He wrapped the spiritual power gushing out of his body towards Wang Quan Wumu and wanted to take him away, but unexpectedly found that Wang Quan Wumu's soul did not move at all.

At this moment, Wang Quan Wumu suddenly opened his eyes.

There was confusion in those black eyes. With the dim light, he could clearly see the person in front of him. The confusion dissipated, revealing his spirituality.

This boy, who looked only twelve years old, smiled lightly and said, "Brother Ouyang, am I dreaming?"

Lu Chen knew that the other person's memory might stay at the moment before his death, and everything felt unreal, "You are already dead, this is the underworld."

When Wang Quan Wumu heard this, there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes. He didn't expect that everything was true and that he was really dead. He obviously still had many things to do.

Then he realized that Ouyang Sunset in front of him was also in the underworld, and he was also dead?

"Brother Ouyang, I didn't expect you to die so young."

he sighed.

He checked the surrounding environment and found that he and Brother Ouyang seemed to be in the water. Are all the underworld water?

Strange, why did I hear that after entering the underworld, people will lose consciousness and remain in a state of confusion until they are reincarnated? Why did I remember everything?

"I'm not dead yet, I just went to hell to find you."

Lu Chen explained, "Leave here with me first, it's not safe."

Wang Quan Wumu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words. He looked carefully and saw that the human spirit and blood in front of him were as prosperous as a melting pot. They had entities, not souls. Brother Ouyang was not dead, and he came down to find me?

How?

He tried to get up, but halfway through he sat back down. The expression on his face kept changing, "Brother Ouyang, I can't seem to get up."

"What's going on?"

Lu Chen frowned, could it be that the Huangquan tribe had done something else?

Wang Quan Wumu raised his head and looked back, seeing the huge mountain-like thing with no end in sight, "I seem to be sucked by it. Unless it gets up, the terrain here will pull the soul away, and I can't escape."

Lu Chen pondered for a moment. He didn't dare to wake up the Black Snake Ancestor at this time. If the other party woke up, I'm afraid neither of them would be able to leave.

Wang Quan Wumu looked at the Black Snake Ancestor and said, "It seems to be asleep. Brother Ouyang, why don't you tell me what's going on? I feel very lonely after sleeping for a long time."

Lu Chen thought for a moment and saw that the Black Ancestor did not move, presumably they would not wake up if they did not cause trouble, so he sat down and told Wang Quan Wumu the cause and effect.

"So that's it...more than four hundred years have passed."

After Wang Quan Wumu heard this, he was very emotional. Even with his optimistic nature, it was somewhat unacceptable.

He was really dead, and it took four hundred years for his spiritual consciousness to wake up. Things in the world had changed, and everything he was familiar with was gone.

The only warmth in his heart was that he did not expect that even after four hundred years, his good friend still had not forgotten him and would not hesitate to bring him back to life.

"Brother Ouyang is so strong. You have really mastered your sword intention to the extreme, but it's a pity that I failed."

Wang Quan Wumu sighed. His dream was to practice for another ten or twenty years and compete with his friend who had mastered the art of Xie Xin Jie and Dao Yi.

Let the sword of heaven and earth and the sword of heaven and earth have the most brilliant showdown on the earth.

But more than four hundred years have passed, Brother Ouyang has experienced the vicissitudes of life, reincarnated several times, developed his sword power, matured mentally, and even aged, but he is still the young boy he was back then.

"What are you talking about? After you get out, practice for another twenty years. Next time it's your turn to wait for me."

Lu Chen smiled and said that he didn't know why, but it was the first time he saw Wang Quan Wumu, but he felt inexplicably cordial.

It's like what he saw in Fan Yunfei's memory was his personal experience.

Wang Quan Wumu knew what Lu Chen meant. Lu Chen had just told him about his lifespan. If he could successfully reincarnate with his memories, most of his friends would have died of old age by the time he grew up.

I was not born before you were born, I was already old when I gave birth to you, and you are already dead when I became your king.

Four hundred years of vicissitudes have revealed the impossible duel and regret between them.

But Wang Quan Wumu has always been an optimist. He smiled and said, "Okay, if I can go out, I will wait for Brother Ouyang this time."

"I have been reincarnated several times, and each life has a different surname. Call me Sunset."

Lu Chen smiled.

The Black Snake Ancestor showed no signs of waking up. It seemed that after just one meal, he would sleep for decades. It was unknown how many years such a huge creature had lived.

Lu Chen and Wang Quan Wumu gradually relaxed and chatted a lot.

Lu Chen talked about his experiences in several lives, and about his relationship with Tushan, which surprised Wang Quan Wumu. He didn't expect that his friend would eventually fall in love with a demon woman, and she was also a fox.

Demon lolita.

When Lu Chen mentioned Wang Quan's hegemony and Wang Quan's wealth and his father and son, Wang Quan Wumu also lamented that talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and even if Wang Quan's family did not have him, there would always be geniuses.

After chatting about the past, the two began to discuss the practice of Yiyi Dao. Although Wang Quan Wumu was young and time was stagnant in the past, he was worthy of the title of the number one genius in the Wang Quan family and had a good understanding of the sword's intention.

Lu Chen and Wang Quan Wumu discussed Yingying and gained some insights.

In the end, the two said goodbye temporarily. Wang Quan Wumu wanted to meditate on the way of swordsmanship here, and Lu Chen wanted to improve his strength.

He wants to reach his peak state and lift the restrictions on the king's power here, so he wants to hunt the black water snake.

…………

Time flies, two years have passed, Lu Chen has reached the age of fourteen, and all aspects of his body have returned to their proper state.

In the past two years, in addition to observing the mysteries of reincarnation and understanding the transition between life and death at the Reincarnation Platform, he also hunted black snakes for food.

In his spare time, he would also go to the Ancestor Xuan She to see Wang Quan Wumu, and the two would often chat for several days.

In this underworld where there is no living person to communicate with, only two people send each other loneliness in the lonely time.

Because Lu Chen kept hunting the Blackwater Black Snake, there were very few big ones in the Blackwater River. He finally encountered his own bottleneck.

Unless he kills the Blackwater Mysterious Snake that is over 10,000 feet tall, the demon elixirs of other Blackwater Mysterious Snakes will no longer work on him because his body is already ridiculously powerful.
To be continued...