Lei Hai and Lei rushed towards Ning Xiaochuan, but did not fight Ning Xiaochuan, but instead ran over from Ning Xiaochuan's left and right sides.

"Plop"

"Plop"

The two of them actually jumped directly into the ghost river, and just two waves appeared, and they completely sank into the bottom of the river.

This scene was so horrifying that even Lei Jiu's face changed.

"Lei Hai... Is Lei Bao crazy? He actually... jumped into the ghost river?" A young woman from the Lei family said in shock.

"Did there be water ghosts in the Ghost River that seduce their souls and lure them into the Ghost River?"

The scene at this time was really weird. Two warriors in the ninth level of the world actually jumped into the Ghost River and committed suicide by themselves.

No one doubted Ning Xiaochuan, and no one would believe that he had such great ability.

"There is actually a master who is secretly helping you, so today you two are lucky."

Lei Jiu glared coldly at Ning Xiaochuan and Situ Jing, and looked around vigilantly. Finally, he gritted his teeth and left with the young warriors of the Thunder Clan, setting a distance from the Ghost River.

Ning Xiaochuan walked to Situ Realm, took out a healing intermediate pill, and handed it to him.

Although Situ Jing did not help, he was beaten at least because he was spoken by him. Ning Xiaochuan still had a good impression of him.

After Situ Realm took over the intermediate pill, a hint of surprise appeared on his face and said, "Brother, you can actually take out the intermediate pill. It seems that you are not an ordinary casual cultivator."

Ning Xiaochuan didn't explain so much, and said, "In the future, Ning Xiaochuan, there is one thing I want to know. It is too dangerous to break into the great wilderness with Brother Situ's martial arts cultivation."

Ning Xiaochuan could see that the martial arts cultivation level in Situ realm is only at the ninth level of Xuanqi realm. This level of martial arts cultivation is much weaker than the martial arts cultivators present.

Situ Jing showed a look of sadness on his face, but he quickly returned to peace and said, "This matter is a long story. I just want to go to the Burial God Mountain to try my luck."

His face turned solemn, and he continued, "Brother Ning, be careful of the people of the Thunder Clan. A senior expert was secretly helping us just now, so Lei Jiu took the people of the Thunder Clan to leave. However, Lei Jiu is a vengeful person and cannot give up just now."

The expression on Ning Xiaochuan's face became a little strange. The four geniuses of the Thunder Clan just now would jump into the Ghost River, so naturally he did it.

Ning Xiaochuan used the power of the seven orifices of gods and demons to control the minds of the four thunder clan geniuses without knowing each other, turning them into Ning Xiaochuan's heart slaves without knowing it.

Any of their actions will naturally be controlled by Ning Xiaochuan.

So, there was the previous scene - the four thunder clan geniuses jumped into the ghost river as if they were possessed by evil spirits.

Ning Xiaochuan used this method to scare the Thunder Clan people away, and he didn't want to cause too much trouble.

He also had to rush upstream of the Ghost River to find Yu Ningsheng, and he didn't want to waste too much time here.

"Thank you, Brother Situ, for telling me, but I really want to rush to the upper reaches of the Ghost River. If I have a chance to reminisce about my past with Brother Situ in the future," said Ning Xiaochuan.

Situ Jing hurriedly said, "Brother Ning, I don't know what strange things you encountered, but I have to remind you that the source of the Ghost River is really the Burial God Mountain. This is the upper reaches of the Ghost River. You will break into the forbidden area of ​​death. There is no black rage you mentioned here at all."

Ning Xiaochuan stopped, frowned deeply, and said, "How could this happen? Perhaps, the Ghost River just flowed through the Mount of Burial God. It seems that I must spare the Mount of Burial God."

"There is no ghost river at the other end of the Burial God Mountain." Situ Jing said again: "The source of the Ghost River is in the Burial God Mountain, which is very recorded in ancient books."

Ning Xiaochuan naturally didn't believe it. This was completely different from what he had experienced, so he immediately rushed to the west along the periphery of the Burial God Mountain.

He must find the upper reaches of the Ghost River and find the Black Mist Field.

How could the Black Mist Field disappear out of thin air?

The Burial God Mountain is very large and majestic, covering a radius of hundreds of miles, and no one dares to break in easily.

In the mountains is a land of death, where all the gods and men fell.

Ning Xiaochuan ran along the edge of the Burial God Mountain and walked around for more than a thousand miles before reaching the other end of the Burial God Mountain. However, this place was too deserted, and there was no tree to see even a tree, let alone the Ghost River.

Ning Xiaochuan was naturally very unwilling to give up and continued to search around the periphery of the Burial God Mountain. When he met the Ghost River again, he had already circled around the Burial God Mountain.

Ning Xiaochuan stood by the river, staring at the dark river water, his face full of incredible expressions, "How could this happen? This is impossible, absolutely impossible...

It was clearly washed downstream from the upper reaches of the Ghost River, but after finding the upper reaches of the Ghost River, I found that there was no road ahead, and instead a mountain that had been buried in the Gods appeared.

"Can all this be related to the appearance of the Mount of Burial?"

The tomb of the gods changes the sky and the earth.

Even if the sky and the earth change, how can the black fog field disappear out of thin air? Where did the blood-red camel go? Where did Yu Ningsheng go?

Ning Xiaochuan stared at the ghost river water below, and wanted to jump into the river and headed up from the bottom of the river to find the answer in his heart.

However, with his current martial arts cultivation, being able to stand firm at the bottom of the Ghost River for a moment is already the limit, and it is impossible to go against the current, unless he has the cultivation level of the Heavenly Realm.

"Oh," Ning Xiaochuan sighed.

At this moment, a sensation sounded across the river of Ghost.

An old man in a Taoist robe came in a cloud car, walked down from the cloud car, and headed towards the Burial God Mountain.

This old man is the master of an ancient Taoist temple. His cultivation of Taoism is extremely profound. However, his life span is not much and he is about to die of old age.

So, he planned to make a final bet, wanting to break into the Burial God Mountain to find a magical psychic medicine that will last your life.

His steps are steady. Every step he takes, his body can walk forward ten feet away, as if he is walking in the gaps of time and space, with a faint Taoist rhyme

"Since the Ghost River flows out of the Burial God Mountain, as long as you follow the Ghost River, you will definitely be able to enter the Burial God Mountain. This should be the safest way to enter the Burial God Mountain," said the old man in a Taoist robe.

After saying this, a thick layer of blue qi gushing out of his body, condensed into a huge vital energy cover with a diameter of more than ten meters. Six mysterious weapons were suspended in the vital energy cover, guarding him in the center.

"Boom"

The old man in Taoist robe held the seal in his hands and walked along the Ghost River toward the Burial God Mountain.

After walking about ten miles, suddenly, a sinister and strange sound sounded from the Burial God Mountain.

The old man in Taoist robe suddenly stopped and the energy mask that wrapped his body began to tremble.

"Bang bang"

Six mysterious weapons exploded one after another, turning into a pile of broken copper and iron.

The old man in Taoist robe changed his face and wanted to retreat, but there was an invisible force between heaven and earth suppressing him, making him unable to move.

"No...don't..."

His mouth made a heart-wrenching scream, and his skin turned dead gray and kept cracking. Finally, with a "bang", it burst into pieces, turning into a blood-red mist.

After walking more than ten miles away, a powerful Taoist famous man died like this, making everyone feel frightened.

Ning Xiaochuan originally planned to enter the Burial God Mountain along the Ghost River to find the source of the Ghost River, but after seeing the fate of the Taoist master, his heart also felt a little cold and he immediately gave up his thoughts.

I have to find another way.

"It seems that I have to improve my strength before I can enter the Burial God Mountain. Since I am not far from Jiuyuejiang, I will go to Jiuyuejiang to buy a ground-grade mysterious stone. As long as there is a ground-grade mysterious stone, the mysterious stone doll can burst out the power of the Heavenly Realm. When the time comes, I will have more confidence."

However, Ning Xiaochuan did not know Jiu Yuejiang, so he had to find someone who was very familiar with Jiu Yuejiang to help.

Ning Xiaochuan looked to the other side of the Ghost River.

On the other side, many casual cultivators began to retreat and were preparing to return to Jiuyuejie. Obviously, the fall of the Taoist master just now made many people retreat.

Although treasures are good, no matter how good the treasure is, it is not as important as life.

Situ Jing stared at the direction of the Burial God Mountain, feeling very unwilling, but in the end he sighed and returned to Jiuyuejiang with the casual cultivators.

"Wow"

A figure suddenly flew down from the sky and stood in front of him.

"Brother Ning, you are not going to the other end of the Burial Mountain, why are you back so soon?" Situ Jing was a little surprised.

It was only an hour before he could have thought that Ning Xiaochuan had already circled around the Burial God Mountain. If it was really that terrifying speed, it would be too shocking to the world.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "I have figured it out and should accept the reality. The source of the Ghost River should really be the Burial Mountain."

Situ Jing smiled and said, "After all, people cannot be resurrected. Brother Ning can come out of his sadness so quickly. I wonder what plans Brother Ning has next?"

In Situ Jing's view, Ning Xiaochuan's relatives or lovers should have died in the Ghost River and were heartbroken, so he became crazy and said some crazy words, and even more desperately went to find the upper reaches of the Ghost River.

If it weren't for the gain and loss, how could he say that he was getting up from the ghost river?

If it weren't for the gain and loss, how could he rush into the Burial God Mountain regardless of everything?

Ning Xiaochuan's mouth moved slightly, and he sighed in his heart. It seemed that he thought I was crazy before.

"Brother Ning, what's wrong with you?" Situ Jing saw Ning Xiaochuan silent and persuaded him with some concern: "Brother Ning, you should be sad. Sometimes death is also a kind of liberation. Living may not be better than death."

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Oh Brother Situ, I seem to feel deeply?"

Situ Jing smiled bitterly and said, "Let's talk while walking, tell you my story slowly, and you will find that I am worse than you."

Next, Situ Jing told Ning Xiaochuan his story.
Chapter completed!