Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The Sanming Bridge, which separates the southern border from the West Ridge, is within the border of Wu State. To fly to Yushan, one has to cross at least four mountain ranges, and then cross a whole province in Wu State. For ordinary people, the journey is far away. But for a top expert like Feng Jueyu, it takes three days and two nights. If everyone puts their best efforts, they can get there in two days.

It took at least two days for the Iron Wing Eagle to recover from its lack of flying ability due to its hard work, so this time everyone no longer needs flying spirit beasts, and it will be much harder to rush to the scene of the incident with all their strength.

But this is for most people, but it has no effect on Feng Jueyu at all, after all, he is using Fanxianyun.

Fanxianyun is not a flying spirit beast, it only needs a little bit of divine power to control it, and it won't feel tired. This makes people even more envious and jealous. Even Zhou Jinshan rubbed his face for a while, Feng Jueyu Seeing his old god's presence, he was quite helpless.

Whether this Fanxianyun is good or not, the key is that the place is not big enough, maybe because of Jin Bao’s lack of spirituality, during refining, there is only enough space for one person to sit firmly, and if there are more people, they have to stand side by side. As a result, Feng Jueyu was squeezed, Reluctantly, he looked at the group of dozens of people who flew over, and even Wu Zong's Lingxu Realm didn't say how tired they were, Feng Jueyu asked rather depressedly: "Elder Zhou, are you tired?" ?”

Zhou Jinshan sighed, with a resentful look like a little daughter-in-law who has been dumped, and said: "Old arms and legs, I can't fly anymore."

Really shameless.

Everyone was chilled, if it wasn't for his identity, Yu Maoting and Han Guangling would probably have hurt him, and everyone's faces were quite ugly, but Zhou Jinshan didn't care, he stood straight like a benchmark, not to mention that bone fairy How coquettish.

Feng Jueyu didn't bother to argue with him, this was not in Yunjian Tianmen, if it was in his own territory, Zhou Jinshan wouldn't dare to sit on the magic weapon of the Seventh Master.

Just let him shit for a while.

Fanxianyun became a small episode of this helping trip, and it was forgotten in the back of everyone's minds after a short while, and at this time, the Sanming Bridge was approaching.

It was Wu Zhengxun who first discovered the Sanming Bridge. He led a group of dusty masters to the front with his cultivation base of the Xuanzhao state. Known as the Sanming Bridge.

"arrive."

Although Wu Zhengxun didn't talk much, he was still one of the top experts in the sect. When he waved his hand, the dozen or so people behind him all stopped, standing in a row and looking at the famous soul bridge group. .

Just at this time, Feng Jueyu and others also rushed over. In the endless clouds in front of them, there are occasional erected stone peaks standing tall and straight between the sky and the earth. In the cold and cloudy atmosphere, the sky seems to be covered with a thick layer of black clouds, blocking the bright sunshine thousands of miles away. Under the clouds, there are jagged rocks and no light for thousands of miles, like a dark abyss and valley. There is a damp and cold smell everywhere.

It's just that this so-called deep valley is so big and scary that you can't see the end from afar. Counting tens of miles to the south and tens of miles to the north, they are all shrouded in that gloomy cold air, as if the gods will It was as if all my anger and resentment remained in the human world, turning tall trees into ferocious minions, strange peaks and strange rocks into evil generals stationed in the underworld, the soul of the sky surged, the soul of the earth reverberated, dozens of nearly a hundred There is a different kind of cold and claustrophobic atmosphere in Rich River.

What is even more spectacular is that between the two peaks and cliffs looking directly at Xiling and Xichuan from the east of the southern border, there are stones that cannot be suspended in the blue sky. Because of this, it hangs steadily above the abyss without falling, and looks at the sharp green peak rising from the ground...

Under the abyss, the sand and stone drifted slowly in a strange trajectory, like a wronged soul wandering in the world, with grievances so deep that he didn't want to leave the world...

The rocks and sand swirl slowly, sometimes being swept away by the wind sounding like the howling of an evil ghost, and the white mist may be mixed with it, more like Bai Wuchang has aroused the ghost...

And between countless hanging rocks and peaks, countless stone slabs and Qingsuo suspension bridges are connected end to end. From the bottom of the abyss to the blue sky, they are layered and dense like hemp. Looking around, there are hundreds or thousands of bridges. .

The suspension bridge is old and dilapidated, and many of them are like rotten wood covered with moss. When the sudden wind blows and the howling of evil ghosts, Qing Suo will make loud noises, and the sound of ghosts and ghosts will come. The chain, like the sound of ecstasy, the song of deterring ghosts, echoes gloomyly...

It is this magnificent and lifeless scene that makes everyone see and hear an inexplicable sense of fear when they arrive. This kind of mood spreads like a plague in everyone's heart. At this time, no matter the top Xuanzhao Realm master or the weak Lingxu Realm, they all took a few steps back in exactly the same way, feeling as if they were facing a big enemy.

The Bridge of Three Darknesses, the Qi of Suoyin...

Seeing this scene, Feng Jueyu, who is known as being brave, couldn't help but take a breath. This is not an ordinary evil place in the Demon Ridge. The aura is fully displayed, not to mention that he has just entered the sect, at this moment, even a high-level person who is in the midst of Chongyang and who is ranked as a perfect person may not be able to deal with it calmly and leisurely.

The Bridge of the Three Darks is really extraordinary.

Unknowingly, everyone including Feng Jueyu was overwhelmed by such a terrifying scene, and no one uttered even a word for a whole stick of incense. The ghosts under the Bridge of Hades are staring at the same thing, everyone is in danger and panic...

It's really hard for Wu Zong to have been in contact with the south and west of Fohe Tianmen. According to the ghostly spirit of this place, even ascetics who have been walking on both sides of Qichuan for many years will be scared and lose their minds.

After a stick of incense, Wu Buyong calmed down the fear and timidity in his heart, and a resentment burst out from somewhere.

He snorted coldly, and shouted in a resonant and lofty voice: "The Bridge of the Three Darks, where all ghosts are born, and the formation of the Three Darks and the Earth Yin here is in harmony with the majesty of the heaven and the earth. Just be careful."

At this time, Zhou Jinshan flew over and said loudly: "It is said that there is a song here, Brother Wu, but I don't know how to play this song."

Wu Buyong cocked his mouth, heaved his head, gritted his teeth as if the souls of the dead were dying, and said: "This is exactly what I want to remind everyone, the Bridge of the Three Darks is named after the ghost song of the Three Darks. The formation of Yin is extremely terrifying, depending on the right time and place, occasionally there will be a ghostly chant. Pass on the grand plan, there are three sentences..."

"Which three sentences?"

"A hundred ghosts weep in one ghost, a thousand ghosts move in two ghosts, and ten thousand souls are lost in three ghosts..." He paused, and the goosebumps of everyone around him aroused.

Wu Buyong said: "Hundred ghosts weeping in the dark, it is said that when the local yin array is activated due to the right time and place, there will be a sound like a hundred ghosts crying. The sound is so strong that it will frighten the soul. If you can't Exit the Sanming Bridge in time, and you must remember to stick to the three souls and seven souls with the power of your spiritual consciousness, and don't wait until the sound of the Erming sounds..."

Feng Jueyu said solemnly: "What is the meaning of Erming Qiangui moving?"

Wu Buyong glanced at him, and said: "Thousands of ghosts move in the second world, but the souls of thousands of ghosts appear on the basis of the first world, like evil spirits and rotten ghosts wandering in heaven and earth, here they are clusters of ghosts. The group is comparable to the original Yin Qi, which can steal the divine power and the true Qi. When encountering a living being, they will devour them until they are exhausted. If you hear the cry, you must immediately guard your mind, so that you have the strength to fight against that A thousand ghosts move..."

"What about the loss of Sanming Wanhun?"

"Third Ming, ten thousand souls wash away the abyss. When it comes to San Ming, everyone will have their own destiny. The loss of ten thousand souls is enough to make people crazy and can't find their way out. If they can't hold on to their spiritual sense, they will become outright lunatics. "

Speaking of this, Wu Buyong turned around and said: "To tell you the truth, I once heard that some people crossed the Sanming Bridge alone to exercise their concentration. Unfortunately, these people waited until the third Ming. It's crazy, it's good to be lucky to die under the abyss, but the most terrifying thing is that those who lost their souls return to the inner circle, killing everyone and beheading beasts, killing wildly, drinking blood and eating flesh , Even the bones will not be spared, what's more, they will even eat and drink their own flesh and blood, which is extremely terrifying..."

After listening to Wu Buyong's narration, Feng Jueyu was really frightened and turned pale.

If these words came from hearsay, he would not believe them completely, but if these words came from Wu Buyong's mouth, the credibility is quite high.

All in all, this is a rather terrifying place, far from being comparable to the wild abyss ghost forest, hence the name Sanming. For thousands of years, no one has been able to escape the sounds of the three darks, so there must be something unique about it.

After Wu Buyong said it, he smiled again and said: "But don't worry, everyone, the formation here has been damaged for thousands of years, not to mention the third Ming, even the second Ming is not very common. Practitioners have unique training for the power of divine consciousness, as long as they are careful, they will not reach the point where they are inhuman and ghostly."

Speaking of this, Wu Buyong heaved a sigh of relief, and raised his voice: "Everyone already understands the basic situation. This land of the three underworlds is very cloudy at night, and everyone is tired from a long distance. Today we will rest here for one night. , Wu has asked the disciples in the sect to put ropes on the edge of the cliff, so that everyone can easily find the way back when they go deep into the abyss tomorrow, and we will meet here tomorrow morning."

The bottom of this cliff is extremely deep, and there is no guarantee that there will be no mistakes. In order to prevent some people from being seriously injured or not being able to climb up again, it seems that Wu Buyong has already made complete preparations. Jue Yu and the others were no longer worried, so they each found a shelter from the wind to rest...