The despair was beyond the sea of ​​eyes at this moment.

A large number of strong people have arrived.

"Great Elder!"

An old man came, his breath was boundless and his power was emitting, stabilizing the violent void around him. His eyes were like a divine eagle, extremely sharp.

"She is still in the sea of ​​despair."

The great elder came from the Wangchuan Tiansect, and was very powerful, only half a step away from the original god.

And this half step seems to be close, but in fact, it is too difficult to take over. I don’t know how many gods of heaven can never achieve the original gods.

In fact, the Lord of Mingyue Island, the Lord of Aowu, and the God of Fire were trapped at this step and were unable to grasp the key mystery for a long time.

"We can feel the existence of the Forgetful River." Humane said.

"very good."

The Great Elder's eyes seemed to penetrate into the depths of the sea eye and capture the location of the Forgetful River.

His name is Hai Wuya. It existed when Wangchuan dominated Hell and he witnessed glory and loneliness with his own eyes.

"Great Elder, when will the Supreme Master of the Master come?" someone asked.

"The Supreme Master of the Head will arrive soon, and there are primitive gods that are hindering the sect leader. Some people do not want our Wangchuan Tiansect to take back the artifact left by the master back then."

Hai Wuya's face was extremely cold.

"Hmph! They are afraid that once the leader of the sect obtains the Wangchuan Tiansect, their strength will increase by leaps and bounds, and even threaten the status of other dominants!"

"But the Wangchuan River is the treasure of our sect. When the master fell, the Wangchuan River was lost. Now I finally see it reappearing!"

"Once the Wangchuan River is obtained, the time for our sect to regain its glory will come!"

The strong men of the Wangchuan Tiansect were excited.

When the Lord Wangchuan was there, they were so brilliant, and the strength of the Lord Wangchuan was among the top 18 Lords.

"Great Elder, if you get it from the Forgetful River, you can even enter the Primitive Divine Realm."

"Let's not mention this yet, it's the most important thing to get Wangchuan River."

When it comes to the primitive divine realm, Hai Wuya's eyes are shining.

"Great Elder, what I wonder is why Wangchuan River suddenly appears for so many years."

Some strong people expressed their questions.

"It's not surprising. In the eyes of Desperate Sea, an ancient existence was suppressed by Ming. Even if it was suppressed by him, it could not be erased. It must be this old antique that released the Wangchuan River."

With Hai Wuya's eyes flashing, he suddenly took out a magical object similar to a portal.

"This is another primitive artifact left by the Lord of Wangchuan. With it, we can accurately locate the whereabouts of Wangchuan River."

But while Hai Wuya was talking, he suddenly shouted fiercely: "Come out, don't hide, I already know you are here."

"Hai Wuya, you are indeed amazing."

A figure appeared faintly. He was actually the corrupt god of heaven under the command of the lord of the abyss, with a faint smile on his old face.

"decay."

Hai Wuya naturally knew the evil power of the rotten God of Heaven and sneered: "Do you want to seize the Forget River? You don't have the Forget River, but you want to get involved?"

"Those who can treasures live in it."

A wave of aurora suddenly shot up, and a man in black appeared. He seemed to be shrouded in countless mysteries, with the infinite mysterious power of the Zhoutian Stars operating.

"Wan Daotian, Yu Xuanji!"

Hai Wuya can not care about the decaying god of heaven, but he must not care about Yu Xuanji. He said coldly: "Does the creatures that do not belong to me in hell come to join in the fun? Want to get the artifact of the hell master?"

"My teacher has calculated that my chance to become a primitive god is in hell. I have operated the law of the sky for billions of times and locked here. It seems that the will of the Forget River belongs to me, and this is my luck."

Yu Xuanji smiled faintly.

He has a great fortune and great fortune.

"snort!"

Hai Wuya snorted coldly.

Yu Xuanji's teacher is Yi Tianzun from Wandaotian, who is good at calculating the mystery of heaven and earth.

Just as the compilation of the Half-Tian Dao Ranking List was arranged by this Yi Tianzun, and he also arranged the Heavenly Dao Ranking List, writing the names of the hundred people who are most likely to become the original gods on it.

The first person on the Tiandao List was Thunder God.

"I'm afraid your teacher will miscalculate it, how could the treasure of hell fall into your hands."

Hai Wuya sneered.

And in the eyes of despair.

Chu Yuan saw that the prohibition set by the Lord of Death was the realm of death formed by the infinite power of death.

His expression condensed, and suddenly he cut away with one finger. The sharp power was like cutting the sky of death.

"Time and space cutting!" The Lord of Death was stunned and exclaimed: "The large cutting technique of the operation of the way of time and space has a deep use of the power of time and space. Although you are a god of heaven, I can't see through you with my eyes. Your true strength is probably even some primitive gods who can't stand you."

As he spoke, a dark black mark suddenly flew towards Shenwu.

A sharp light flashed in Jiuyou's eyes, "Be careful!"

"It's okay, he doesn't want to harm me."

When Chu Yuan grabbed the mark, the black aura of death immediately enveloped him, but his great devouring technique was immediately gone.

"He is right. This is the death talisman that I have refined when I have nothing to do for a long time. It contains my death power. It explodes with all my strength and can shake off the original gods."

The Lord of Death smiled.

It is hard to guess the thoughts of such a character.

"You don't have to think too much. I just add to the fire. I was suppressed by Ming and could not leave, but I would not surrender to him. On you, I saw a stream of emperor's iron blood, domineering temperament, hahaha, I hope this multiverse will become more and more chaotic."

He didn't say that he hoped Chu Yuan could help him break the seal and leave.

Ming's imprisonment was too powerful. He never thought that Chu Yuan could help him. Even a few primitive gods could not do it.

He was also on a whim.

"Ming, I understand death, I am immortal, and I don't hate you, because these are all disasters on the road of cultivation. If you pass this disaster, you will never be able to suppress me again!"

He laughed loudly, and no more sound came out afterwards.

"What are he thinking?" Jiuyou frowned.

"Don't worry about him. This kind of ancient character's ideas are different. The more he guesses, the less he doesn't know his true purpose. He can't leave the sea of ​​despair. I have already felt that there are many strong people waiting for us in the outside world and have set up a net of heaven and earth."

Chu Yuan's soul thoughts have already peeked out of the sea of ​​despair.

"The Forgetful River contains many mystery, and you will be able to comprehend after returning to the Divine Court."

Chu Yuan looked up at the sky and waved his hand.

The power of this hand covered the sky, and the chaotic laws were immediately calmed down, just like I was able to see the blue sky through the clouds and mist, and it directly opened up a time and space channel through.

He took Jiuyou into the space-time channel, and the next moment he appeared in the sea of ​​despair.

"The power of time and space, the power of devouring, this person has an inexplicable temperament, and there is a reason for my whim."
Chapter completed!