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Sensing that Bai Mujun had entered, Amaterasu tapped his jade finger lightly.

The thousand guiding stones that floated up crashed down, smashing the dark aura that was moving below into pieces.

The activities of the Underworld Crack on the enchantment stopped immediately.

Unanimously, they turned around and trembled at Amaterasu, as if they were threatening.

And Amaterasu Omisami didn't care about the actions of these cracks.

She looked at the tight hole covered by the huge rock, her cherry lips parted slightly.

In the cold tone, there was a bit more worry.

"Priest Baimu, please return safely."

Huangquan Biliangzaka.

Bai Mujun looked around curiously.

Flooding around, there is only pure darkness.

At this moment, he seemed to have fallen into a bottomless ancient well.

However, there is no weightlessness of falling.

As if standing on an invisible ground.

But the darkness in front of his eyes only lasted for a short moment, and mottled colors entered his eyes again.

Snapped.

With a soft sound like a bubble bursting, Bai Mujun felt the ground under his feet become softer.

The feet sank half an inch down, and they touched the solid ground again.

Is this the time travel?

Bai Mujun was slightly surprised.

This is the first time he has personally experienced crossing the barrier between the two worlds.

Although I had arrived at Gao Tianyuan twice before, neither of them arrived by normal means.

This natural feeling is like stepping down a level.

So now, have you arrived at Huangquan?

He raised his head subconsciously.

Through the perspective angle, it also unfolds accordingly.

To take a look at the scene of Huangquan.

The next moment, he was slightly taken aback.

Right now, within the scope of his perspective, he is in a desolate and desolate scene like a desert.

There is also the sky, the earth, and all kinds of scenery.

Just the colors, like an overturned palette, completely messed up.

Green gravel, pale earth, blood-red gale

What really surprised Bai Mujun was not these chaotic tones.

But from a perspective perspective, all the scenes of Huangquan seem to be symmetrical!

No, not just sights.

Even light, sound, and smell are symmetrical!

Even the gravel rolled up by the wind is flying in a symmetrical direction!

And not far in front of the desert, there is a giant river running across it.

Although the river was mighty, it strangely did not emit any sound, as if it had flowed into the abyss.

And the color of the river water is also chaotic.

Not the kind of clear blue, or cloudy yellow.

Instead, there are several shades of black that seem to be rotten to the bone.

And the most unbelievable thing is that this dark and terrifying giant river is rushing to both sides with him at the center!

Same symmetry.

At this moment, Bai Mujun stared at this seemingly endless river.

This should be the legendary Santu River.

The boundary line between the world of life and the world of death in the legend.

He tried to take a step towards the huge river that was close at hand.

Then move on.

But no matter how close he was, the distance between him and Santuchuan could never be shortened.

Unbelievable, Bai Mujun frowned slightly.

The Kingdom of God will follow.

He resolutely used the escape method, and his figure disappeared in place.

In the next moment, it appeared in place again.

Looking at the footprints that I stepped on, the perfect fit.

In Bai Mujun's eyes, there was also a trace of caution.

This characteristic is exactly the same as Susanoo said.

Can't go wrong.

Here is Huangquan.

Chapter 190 It's All About Abe Seimei

Although I was surprised by Huang Quan's specialness for a short moment.

However, Bai Mujun quickly regained his composure.

After all, this situation had already been expected by him.

According to Susano who is currently staying in his divine kingdom

In this case, as long as you take out a reference object, you can easily crack it.

so

Time to bring out Susanoo!

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun smiled slightly.

A heroic boy wearing a ghost horn mask appeared beside Bai Mujun.

As soon as he came up, his body was stiffened by the gloomy wind blowing towards his face.

For a moment, Susanoo was taken aback.

Immediately react.

This gust of wind is the unique dark wind of Huangquan!

Although it will not cause any damage to the human body, it can weaken all forces from outside the underworld!

Even the divine power of the gods can be plundered away!

Right now, I must be in the underworld!

He hastened to use his divine power.

In an instant, a layer of majestic divine power emerged from his body, forming a barrier to protect his body.

And run with divine power.

Behind him, an oversized golden rune suddenly shone through his clothes, showing some color.

And at the moment when this rune appeared.

Immediately, Bai Mujun felt that the scene in Huangquan had changed again.

The pitch-black giant river that was close at hand quickly receded into the distance.

The river that had just split into two streams calmly joined together and resumed a flow direction.

And the symmetrical scene in all directions around him suddenly seemed to be spinning, gathered in one place, and then overlapped.

The vacant place reveals the original appearance under its cover.

It was as if the originally pitch-black map was suddenly lit up, and suddenly felt enlightened.

Although it is still the same desolate and mottled, but the weird atmosphere is much lighter.

Bai Mujun glanced at Susanoo who was shining in surprise.

Is this the benefit of being in the eye?

But even though Susanoo now plays the role of a humanoid self-propelled coordinate god, Bai Mujun has not forgotten etiquette.

With a smile, he bowed slightly and saluted.

"Susano's life."

Seeing Bai Mujun who was not worried, but showed a smile, Susanoo couldn't help but reminded him seriously.

"Priest Baimu, you'd better hurry up and use your divine power. This is the dark wind in the underworld. If you don't resist it, your divine power will dissipate quickly!"

Ok?

Bai Mujun was startled.

Only then did he realize that the magic power in his body was indeed decreasing rapidly at a fixed speed.

The speed of reduction is about ten points per second.

If it keeps decreasing at this rate, the magic power in his body will dissipate in less than an hour.