Chapter 177

Looking at the turbulent Styx River in front of us, there was a continuous surge of ghost Qi. The voice of wild ghost guards trembled, and the cry and howl gradually decreased.

There was only endless panic in their eyes.

"Gudong!"

A wild ghost guard swallowed his saliva and instinctively retreated several steps.

But it seemed to hit the wall and was bounced back directly.

"What's going on?" The wild ghost guard looked behind him in horror. However, he could see nothing except endless darkness and emptiness.

Other wild ghost guards also found this scene.

One by one, they became more flustered.

"How could this happen? No, it's impossible!" All the wild ghost guards looked anxious and stretched out their hands to the endless darkness. It was clear that there was nothing in front of them.

But their hands seemed to touch an invisible wall.

Can't get through.

"Damn it, are we going to enter the river?"

"There is only one river in front of us. If we want to leave this ghost place, we're afraid... We can only cross the river."

"No... I don't want to go in. Who knows what monsters are in the river!" Curses, trembling screams and helpless sighs kept ringing.

All the wild ghost guards cling closely to the invisible wall.

For fear of being involved in the terrible river.

Suddenly.

A figure suddenly appeared in the bloody river.

In a flash.

But swallowed by the roaring river.

"Brother Qin!"

"It's over. Shouldn't something happen to Qin Feng?"

"What should we do now?" Anxious cries and worried voices mixed together, but there are only constantly churning waves in the river, where is Qin Feng's figure.

At this moment, even Taoist priest Wuwei and Zhan Yu were all flustered.

They did not expect that Qin Feng would be directly involved in the river.

Just looking at the ghost gas churning on the river in front of us, we know that there are countless fierce ghosts in the river, and no one knows whether there is a more terrible existence in the terrible river.

This is definitely more terrible than animal lane.

Even if Qin Feng is a God, in the nests of countless ghosts and evil spirits.

So what?

"Wait!" Yu Wenxuan clenched his fist tightly and took several deep breaths to calm his mood.

He looked up at the flustered people and said in a slightly trembling voice, "if Qin Feng can find the guard, maybe we can leave here, if he..."

Although Yu Wenxuan didn't finish his words, how can everyone not understand what he meant?

If something happens to Qin Feng.

None of them can get out of here.

But Qin Feng.

Can you really succeed?

Everyone was silent.

Although they were willing to believe in Qin Feng's strength, they just looked at the terrible River in front of them, and their hearts could not stop trembling.

What will Qin Feng encounter when he has gone deep into the river?

No one knows!

"Wow -"

"Wow -"

The river kept churning up, and the waves like blood were getting higher and higher. Suddenly, under the frightened eyes of the people, there was a spray up to three meters high.

"Pa!"

The bloody waves, like fierce beasts, rushed down towards the people on the shore.

"No..." the trembling and desperate voice seemed insignificant in the sound of the surging waves.

The impact of the waves swept everyone into the river.

The cold breath like the polar abyss wrapped them tightly in an instant.

"No!"

The screams of panic kept ringing. All the ghost guards tried their best to climb to the shore, but the next second, another wave swept them into the depths of the river.

"Are you dying?"

Everyone thought in despair.

But the next second, I felt my feet touch the solid ground.

He stabilized his figure again.

When he opened his eyes, Yu Wenxuan saw a narrow bluestone bridge standing on the abyss and extending into the endless darkness.

Under the bridge.

The black fog is winding, and the depth is not bottomed out.

"Where is this?"

Yu Wenxuan took back his eyes from the far end and turned to the boundary pillar next to the narrow bridge.

I see.

Three blood words are engraved on the boundary pillar.

The font is vigorous and powerful, but the bright and dazzling blood red makes people's scalp numb.

Naihe bridge.

Even if he hasn't seen it, he has heard of it.

There is a Naihe bridge in the netherworld.

But the bridge is not for people, not ghosts!

"Am I dead?" Yu Wenxuan's eyes are complex. It seems that he can't believe that he is dead.

He can still feel his heartbeat.

Just.

The cold atmosphere around him tightly wrapped him, so that he could not feel the slightest temperature at all.

Yu Wenxuan set foot on the Naihe bridge in a daze.

instant.

"Hua Hua!"

The black fog under the bridge kept churning. It was vaguely visible that under the black fog was the bloody river.

The river churned like a roaring beast.

Keep roaring.

Then.

Pale ghost hands stretched out from the black fog, and the creepy scream suddenly sounded.

"Pa!"

A ghost hand grabbed Yu Wenxuan's ankle.

moment

Yu Wenxuan was tightly wrapped by the extreme cold breath.

Fear, depression, sadness, pain, even weak anger, all negative emotions are rising in his heart.

also.

The despair rising from the bottom of my heart.

As if at this moment, he lost all the sources of happiness.

Just a mole ant struggling in the abyss.

Unable to struggle.

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

More ghost hands grabbed Yu Wenxuan's ankle.

Fierce ghosts with ferocious faces kept pulling, as if they wanted to drag him into the river under the bridge.

This moment.

Yu Wenxuan's eyes were full of despair.

He held his hands weakly and closed his eyes trembling. For a moment, he seemed to follow these fierce ghosts into the river.

Suddenly.

A figure came out of his mind.

That was the Qin wind that appeared in front of them as the dawn at the time of the livestock Lane crisis.

And the dawn figure lit up his world again.

"Am I really dead?"

Yu Wenxuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Clench your hands.

no

He's not dead!

He's still alive!

Dead people, how can they hear their heartbeat.

As long as he is still alive, there is hope to leave here. He is not dead. Qin Feng will be fine.

Qin Feng, I'm sure I can save them!

With his bare feet, the huge pulling force made Yu Wenxuan feel his body shaking constantly.

He clenched his fist tightly, as if with all his strength, he could take a step.

"Step!"

Just one step made Yu Wenxuan's forehead sweat.

But his eyes were filled with joy.

As long as his mind is firm, these fierce ghosts can't drag him into the river at all.

He's going down.

Maybe.

As long as he walks through this Naihe bridge, he can leave the world!