God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 3588 Be interesting, huh?

Wenshui's aura is also very chaotic.

As soon as Yue Qingcheng and the others entered, they felt that there was both evil and good here.It is not only suitable for absorption of evil cultivation, but also suitable for absorption of spiritual cultivation.

But in fact, few people would really choose to practice in this kind of place.

Because, no matter the practice of evil cultivation or spiritual cultivation, the ultimate goal is to make oneself more pure.Once the aura is messy, it is very unfavorable.

This is also the reason why Shangxie often dislikes Yue Qingcheng.

Her power is too messy.

But if she really wants to go to Hei and Wenshui on the road of "chaotic", it is the most suitable place for her.

Shen stick clasped his hands together, looked at the huge river in front of him, and said, "It turns out that this is Wenshui."

The water in Wenshui comes from the sea.

It travels upstream to reach the top of the mountain.

"Moon benefactor, I have heard anecdotal information that the seawater flowing into Wenshui actually comes from Wufangtian."

Yue Qingcheng was also watching the landscape, and replied, "Oh? Where does the water from the boundless sky come from?"

The magic stick was questioned.

How did he know?

Yue Qingcheng half-closed her eyes, exerted her pupil power, and looked towards the mountain top where Wenshui was upstream.

It seems that there is no end in sight.

And the mist filled the air, even if she was called, she couldn't see clearly.

Pointing to the top of the mountain, she asked, "Where does the Wenshui water go?"

The magic stick doesn't even know.

Actually, who knows such a thing?

At this time, Feng Xiaobai whispered: "Qingcheng, Lao Rou and the others should be on the mountain."

Yue Qingcheng moved, "Did you smell it?"

The wind in Wenshui was very strong, which made them scramble in clothes.

It has a smell, and it has been washed away long ago, right?

Feng Xiaobai pursed her lips and said: "The aura of Fu Si and Mu Si is too weak to be smelled, but the old one is okay. However, it shouldn't be so weak. There may be something mysterious about that mountain, which conceals it a little bit. .”

Yue Qingcheng said: "Go over and have a look."

Regardless of the towering mountain, it can be seen from any angle.

In fact, it wasn't even close to them.

It was getting late now, and the sun was setting.

It would be best to get there before dark.

Clinker, they were being targeted again.

They are really a group of little fat sheep.

Both Lan Ze and Feng Xiaobai are only six stars, and the magic stick is even worse, showing a lower level of cultivation.

Only Yue Qingcheng, a woman with the aura of a nine-star peak, led the way.

However, in the eyes of the other party, it is enough for them to squeeze their teeth. There are more monks than meat, and one bite counts as one bite.

"Be smart, huh?"

The four on the other side are obviously long-term cooperation organizations, and they seem to be very skilled in their business.

When they saw them, they surrounded them.

There is no need to say anything, just send them away with this simple sentence, I believe this group of little fat sheep should understand what they mean.

Robbery is so common in Tongyou Road, it would be too much to pretend not to understand.

Yue Qingcheng said lightly: "Go away!"

At the same time, she glanced around.

Those passing by actually have spiritual practice.

But no one helped.

They even looked normal, not surprised, as if it had nothing to do with them.

After all, the criterion of the Road to the Netherworld is to focus on strength.

If you can't protect yourself, and you still come to this kind of place, isn't it like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth?

The four said coldly: "Oh?"

"Oh sir!"

Yue Qingcheng threw a bunch of thunder spirit talismans, and the multi-treasure fan appeared in her hand, which turned into a spirit sword, flew into the dense stream of thunder and lightning, and chopped off a person's head.

She walked over and stepped on the head.

Randomly, the beautiful eyes looked around for a week, looking at the three people who were still alive but were very surprised.

The blade of the sword was like the handle of a fan, slapped on her palm.

She said, "Be sensible, huh?"

(End of this chapter)