Mo Tan's eyes were cold and solemn: "This river is called the River Styx. Under my Seven Killing Sect, there is also such a River Styx. The end and destination are both undetectable."
Mingxian and Fang Hao were stunned. Mingxian said in shock: "This is the River Styx? This dragon clan's ancestral land should be sacred, why is it so gloomy?"
Fang Hao looked around with cold eyes. Above this deep valley were thick rocks. There was no light around him. There was no special sound except the raging river.
Fang Hao's eyes showed deep contemplation: "This is slightly different from the one in the Sinful Territory. The Dead River in the Sinful Territory is very calm and does not have such turbulent waves."
At this moment, Mingxian's expression changed drastically: "Look, there seems to be something in the river!"
Both Fang Hao and Mo Tan saw something in the river that made a big wave, but they couldn't see clearly what kind of creature it was.
"It looks like a python to me!" Mingxian frowned.
Mo Tan shook his head: "It looks like a dragon to me."
"It's really strange that there is this river in the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan. Let's fly over and have a look." Fang Hao said.
"Be careful!" Mingxian instantly rose into the air and took the lead in flying towards the other side of the river.
But at this moment, a burst of black energy shot out from the river water, and then directly wrapped around Mingxian's feet, and a powerful force directly tried to pull Mingxian down.
Fang Hao's eyes flashed, and the Killing Saint came out in an instant, and a flash of blood directly cut off the wisp of black energy.
At the same time, countless black gas emerged from the river. After Mingxian escaped from the trap, he flew back directly and looked at the black gas billowing in the river with lingering fear: "What kind of thing is that? It can actually pull me down!"
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"To be able to pull a strong man who has gone very far on the road to the peak of the Xuan Realm, the power of this black energy is self-evident." Mo Tan's face was very solemn.
Fang Hao frowned and said, "These auras are filled with the aura of death. Is this really the legendary one?"
Fang Hao couldn't help but think of the drowning in the myths and legends of the lower world. When it comes to drowning, it is nothing more than linked to the underworld.
But Fang Hao absolutely does not believe that there is any underworld. Like gods, in his eyes, it is all unfounded. At most, it is just the product of rumors passed down by powerful people like them when the world sees them.
However, when he saw the river in front of him that was full of lifeless energy, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. After all, although the myths and legends are too mysterious, some of them are not groundless.
"According to legend, there are indeed many dead heroic spirits in the River Styx. Of course, this is the first time I have seen such a scene." Mo Tan looked serious and his eyes were solemn.
Mingxian looked at the sight of the black energy constantly rushing out, and he was frightened. He frowned and said, "This River Styx is so weird, what should we do?"
Fang Hao said: "I'll go over and take a look."
After saying that, Fang Hao stood up in a flash and was already above the Styx River in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, the black energy that had no target suddenly changed dramatically, and rushed straight towards Fang Hao as if going crazy.
Fang Hao originally took this opportunity to cross the Styx River to the other side, but instead he stood high in the river and wanted to see what was so special about the black air.
But his Killer Saint has already appeared in his hand.
For some reason, Fang Hao felt that there seemed to be some inexplicable connection between Tu Sheng and Xuan Dao, especially since each sword had a dark red color, and their energy was very similar.
The only difference is that the Saint Sword is filled with endless murderous aura, while the Xuan Dao is filled with terrifying evil aura.
Although they both have a violent aura, the Slaughter Saint is more sharp-edged, while the Xuan Dao is relatively thicker.
Black energy struck instantly, and Fang Hao slashed it with his sword.
The moment his Killing Saint touched the black energy, the black energy immediately shrank back, as if he was afraid of the Killing Saint's aura.
Seeing this, Fang Hao confirmed his guess. Just now, Mingxian was surrounded by black energy, but his Saint Slaughter easily cut off the black energy and saved Mingxian.
An aura that could make it difficult for him to get rid of himself at the peak of the Xuan Realm, but was easily cut off by him. This is a strange thing in itself.
Now Fang Hao has completely confirmed that this black energy is the Slayer who is afraid of him.
Wherever Tu Sheng passes, the black energy will never dare to approach easily, and naturally it will not be able to attack Fang Hao.
"What is he doing?" Mo Tan asked with a frown.
Mingxian shook his head and said, "But those black spirits seem to be afraid of him."
"That sword is special." Mo Tan's eyes suddenly brightened.
Mingxian looked carefully at the bloody long sword in Fang Hao's hand, and suddenly his eyes flashed: "When did such a murderous weapon appear in this world?"
Mo Tan snorted: "Fang Hao has killed countless people and naturally gathered countless murderous intentions. This sword is so fierce, so it is not an accident."
"No, this sword seems like..." Mingxian said this, frowning and falling into thought.
Mo Tan's eyes were very bright: "This sword has dragon patterns on its body. Although it is dark red compared to a thousand years ago and becomes blood red when activated, it should be the Emperor's Sword of the Tiansheng Dynasty back then!"
"Yes, it does look like that, but how did it become such a color? It is said that the Emperor's Sword has divine brilliance and can kill evil spirits. Why is the evil aura so murderous now?" Mingxian frowned again.
Mo Tan shook his head and said: "Although it is said that the Emperor's Sword has divine brilliance, there is another rumor that the Emperor's Sword is an evil sword. In history, no one who has owned this sword has a good death!"
Mingxian glanced at Mo Tan: "You seem to know a lot about this sword?"
"Back then, I sent an ancestor to get this sword, but he turned into a maniac and a murderous maniac. In the end, I sent experts to join forces to suppress it, but this sword disappeared mysteriously!"
The conversation between Mo Tan and Mingxian fell into Fang Hao's ears word for word, and the two did not deliberately hide the conversation.
But Fang Hao didn't care at all. Many people said that his Xuan Dao was a vicious weapon and unknown, but Xuan Dao became his strongest weapon. After countless battles, Xuan Dao played an indispensable role.
Although the Xuan Dao would affect his sanity, ever since Fang Hao rushed into the Thunder Tribulation with the Xuan Dao and was baptized by the Thunder Tribulation, the contents of the Xuan Dao seemed to have disappeared or become dormant, and never corroded him again.
Gain the mind.
The next moment, Fang Hao shouted: "Follow me!"
Mingxian and Mo Tan jumped into the sky without hesitation. Under the protection of Fang Hao's Killing Saint, the black energy did not dare to attack the three of them, and the three of them quickly reached the other side of the river.
On the other side of the river, on the stone wall above, there are countless stalactites, all of which are crystal white, and they also emit a faint light here.
Of course, this amount of light is almost negligible to the three of them.
Mingxian and Mo Tan looked around, while Fang Hao squatted by the river, looking at the dark river water.
Listening carefully, Fang Hao actually felt a familiar breath. (To be continued)