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Chapter 593 The Colosseum

On the banks of the Dead Dead River, Zhang Chunyi and Wumian watched the Red Ghost King go ashore, watching its figure walk into the depths of the black wasteland.

"Brains are a wonderful thing, but sometimes it's nice not to have them."

Seeing the Scarlet Ghost King who easily crossed the River of Death, Wu Mian shook his head. Although the King of Red Ghost had developed some wisdom, he still relied on instinct to make judgments. He didn't know what resentment was. It's really just an ordinary river, the water is no higher than knees, and you can step on it at will without any danger.

"The presence of this river here is to block intelligent creatures, not these ghosts with little intelligence."

After further verifying the miraculousness of Wusihe, Zhang Chunyi expressed his opinion.

"After coming here, I have to go and have a look. Compared with the gray and white wasteland, the black wasteland probably has more creations, and I also want to know what is there."

"Wumian, next you wait on the shore first, I'll try it once, if anything goes wrong, you immediately pull me out."

Looking at Wumian, Zhang Chunyi expressed his decision.

Hearing this, he glanced at Zhang Chunyi, Wumian nodded, his lazy breath subsided, his expression became solemn, and he was ready to burst out with all his strength at any time.

Seeing such a scene, without any further hesitation, Zhang Chunyi walked into the Wusi River with a few monsters.

There is a kind of almost regular force on the Wude River. Any creature who wants to cross the river can only walk across it on foot, and cannot fly.

Hurrah, the calm water was splashing, and I didn't notice it at first, but the more I walked, the more I felt the weight of myself, as if I was carrying a mountain on my back. The short [-]-meter-wide river gave Zhang Chunyi a feeling that he could not go to the end. .

"This river of death is really strange, its power is directed at people's hearts. I have lived a smooth life in this life, without any bitterness or hatred, but there will still be feelings of resentment, which is almost an instinct of sentient beings. The River of Death will guide and amplify this power."

Eyes were bloodshot, looking down, Zhang Chunyi saw pale palms protruding from the water, they kept pulling him, trying to drag him into the bottom of the river together.

"The most important factor in wanting to cross the river of death lies in one's own heart, which has no direct relationship with the strength of one's cultivation base. Even if one's cultivation base is strong, as long as there is resentment in one's heart, it will be difficult to cross this river."

With a clear understanding in his heart, Zhang Chunyi took another step forward, but when he got to the middle of the river, Zhang Chunyi stopped. ears, his eyes were blood red, his whole body exuded a tyrannical aura, and he already had a tendency to go berserk.

As sentient beings, the spiritual wisdom of powerful monsters is no less than that of humans, and they are also involved in the river of death.

"Has the hatred in my heart been fully aroused?"

Looking at Liu Er who was surrounded by strands of real hatred, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly, knowing that Liu Er's heart was about to fall.

Compared with it, Hongyun, Heishan, and Chiyan are in a much better state. One has a heart like a child, looks at everything from a good side, and looks at the world with a beautiful eye, and one has a steady heart like a mountain. He has strong self-control, and the other is the most peaceful, and he has already glimpsed the way of infinity.

But even so, it is very difficult for them to cross the river of death with their own strength. The seeds of resentment have already taken root in their hearts, and it is only a matter of time before they grow stronger. Only Wusheng is still pure, and there is no hatred emerging around them .

The clear Wusi River is like a mirror, it illuminates everyone's heart, and then magnifies a little bit of dust.

"If you don't get rid of the root cause, even if Liu Er has used the way of refining tools to temper his soul these years, it will still be difficult to achieve perfection."

Thinking of Liu Er in the past, many thoughts came to Zhang Chunyi's mind. Before the second transformation into a demon, Liu Er's demon bone was destroyed.

"No life."

Without further hesitation, Zhang Chunyi gave the order.

Feeling Zhang Chunyi's will, the clear sound of the sword's cry pierced through the void, and Wusheng slashed with his sword. At this moment, all the resentment in the hearts of Liu Er, Hong Yun, Chi Yan, Heishan, and Zhang Chunyi was temporarily cut off, and This is also one of the fundamental reasons why Zhang Chunyi dared to go down the river even though he knew that there was something weird about it.

Restoring calm, feeling relieved, walking with unprecedented briskness, with the sword of inanimate wisdom, Zhang Chunyi led a few monsters to cross the river of death in vain.

Not long after, under Zhang Chunyi's support, Wumian also passed the river of death in vain.

Following the traces of the red ghost, everyone continued to move forward, but after walking a certain distance, the breath of Black Mountain suddenly changed.

Roar, let out a low growl from his throat, looking into the distance, a fierce look flashed in Heishan's eyes.

"The connection between the Red Ghost King and you is broken, was it killed by other existence?"

After receiving feedback from Montenegro, Zhang Chunyi's expression changed slightly when he understood what had happened.

According to Heishan, everything was normal before, but the Red Ghost King was killed just a moment ago, without even struggling.

It is true that the Chigui King's spiritual intelligence is flawed, but his strength is real. If he wants to kill him in an instant, he must either master some kind of extremely restrained supernatural power, or have absolute strength to suppress him.

If you want to meet the second requirement, you must at least be a high-ranking demon king, and you must make a sneak attack.

"The gray and white wasteland is a colosseum, where many ghosts fight, and finally give birth to ghosts comparable to the demon king. Could it be said that this black wasteland is also a colosseum, but the beasts inside are more powerful, starting with the ghost king ?"

"The gray wasteland gave birth to the ghost king, so what will this black wasteland give birth to? The ghost king who is comparable to a fairy or a real innate creature?"

Thinking divergently, Zhang Chunyi felt quite heavy when he thought of the nature of the Yinmingtian ghost that contained a little innate soul energy.

And just when Zhang Chunyi was deep in thought, he noticed something and felt uneasy, Hong Yun seemed very restless.

Hey, with a solemn expression, Hong Yun interrupted Zhang Chunyi's thinking as he expressed something.

"You sensed danger? Did you feel uneasy after setting foot on this land?"

Understanding Hong Yun's meaning, Zhang Chunyi frowned. Although it seemed to be an unreasonable premonition, Zhang Chunyi would not ignore it.

"Go, let's get out of here first."

Looking across the peaceful surroundings, without much hesitation, Zhang Chunyi made a decision, but at this moment, the six ears trembled, and the six ears sensed something, and suddenly locked their eyes on a certain void not far away.

In the next moment, the void shattered, and the wind howled like a real dragon roaring. A pale white wind swept out of it, and its momentum was turbulent, like a huge wave, sweeping the world and engulfing everything.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi's expression suddenly sank.

The chaotic wind, one of the strange winds, is the best at wiping out people's intelligence. It is rumored that even immortals will be deprived of their intelligence if they fall into it.

(End of this chapter)