The old woman exclaimed, "what are you doing? Give it back to me!"

Lu Chen glanced. "Didn't you invite me to soup?"

He looked at the function of this bowl in the identification function of origin, which disappointed him a little.

It's just a sacred prop, which can produce special soup, but its soup effect is different from that in the legend, and it's not to forget the past.

This soup is used to warm and nourish the soul, so as to protect the soul from mistakes during reincarnation. If ordinary people drink it, they can restore some soul sources and alleviate mental fatigue.

Lu Chen picked up the bowl and drank tons of wine, which made the old woman look silly.

She just casually said that she didn't expect this bold human to really dare to drink, and it's still cow drinking!

You know, in this world's human legend, the effect of Mengpo soup is to make people forget the past. After drinking, it will become a pure white soul who knows nothing and reincarnate.

Isn't he afraid to become an idiot after drinking!?

After drinking for a while, Lu Chen felt that his stomach was a little full. He wiped the corners of his mouth and handed the bowl to the old woman, "are you a fake Mengpo soup? It didn't work at all."

The old woman said silently, "how do you know the efficacy of this soup?"

Lu Chen naturally won't say that he has the assistance of the identification system. "Doesn't it matter if these people directly reincarnate without eliminating their memory?"

The old woman said, "who said he didn't eliminate his memory? At the moment when he was arrested by the ghost, he had no previous memory."

Lu Chen was stunned. He suddenly remembered that it seemed like this. After Xiao Tianhao was held by Yan Mo in a chain, he looked like a wooden man.

Is it a chain or a secret skill of the huangquan family?

It doesn't seem right. His yin-yang spiritual eyes can see clearly. Xiao Tianhao stood there and didn't move before Yan Mo shot. In this reincarnation system, people will naturally erase the memory of this life after death?

How does this mechanism trigger? Is it because all souls are limited from the beginning?

"Where is the royal power without twilight? I only ask once."

Lu Chen felt that the old woman had been working here all the time. The last pass on the handwheel circuit must be old seniority. The huangquan nationality has a long life. It is impossible for the old woman not to know that there is no twilight of kingship.

"He's not here. You can't find him."

The old woman's strength is not strong, but she is not flustered in the face of Lu Chen, a murderer.

"Why?"

Lu Chen pushed aside the soul that had been mechanically moving forward behind him and kept hitting his back.

"Anyway, you can't get out. You're doomed to die here. What else do you want him to do?"

The old woman's face was wrinkled, her loose skin wriggled as she spoke, and her voice was cold.

"I'm doomed to die here?"

Lu Chen smiled thoughtfully. When he saw the records of all living beings and many different attitudes of the huangquan family in the palace of King Qin Guang, he had guessed something.

I'm afraid it's something that some big people of the huangquan family are happy to see when they come to huangquan themselves.

Not in reincarnation, this matter can be big or small, but it seems that the huangquan people... Don't want to let themselves go.

Also, if the secret information I learned this time is revealed to Yangjian, I'm afraid it will set off an endless storm.

He is more and more interested now. What is the ultimate secret hidden in this yellow spring?

Why is the king Wumu detained and why should the huangquan family deal with themselves?

"Ha ha..."

The old woman gave out a series of penetrating laughter and drooped her bags under her eyes, "you can't go."

"Why?"

Lu Chen looked bland.

"Because the hell of the ten halls has arrived."

When the old woman's voice fell, the overcast wind rose together, and the red tide set off by the black water. The flowers on the other side of the way surged like waves, and the petals rose and circled all over the sky.

On the fog in the sky, ten figures stood there, and their clothes danced in the wind.

The cold breath filled the world, and the whole yellow spring seemed to be trembling. The mist wrapped the flowers on the other side, blowing a strange wind, and the sound was like ghost crying, frightening people's souls.

The souls waiting for reincarnation on the wasteland, whether demons or people, have become much more transparent under the dark wind. Without wisdom, they instinctively tremble and kneel down and constantly kowtow to the ten figures in the air.

The pressure of that breath is not so fierce, but it is as soft as the mire under the Jiuyou, which makes people suffocate slowly, like slowly tightening people's neck.

In an instant, you can make a judgment without looking at it with Yin and Yang spiritual eyes. Lu Chen also knows that there are ten strong demons at the top of his head.

Each one is better than today's Tu Shanhong. This is the inside story of the huangquan family for countless years - the ten halls of hell!

Lu Chen stood by the Naihe bridge. The strong wind blew his long hair and danced like a devil. The petals of the flowers on the other side rubbed him slightly tender, but with a resolute face, and the expression on his face remained the same.

The old woman had a sad smile on her face. It was easy to guess the young man's mode of action. It was destined to come here, which was expected by all adults.

The next moment, the petals of the other shore flower kissed and separated from the dark blade in the air, and took off again with a more bizarre red.

Lu Chen waved his knife and said softly, "I want to ask why you still don't run."

The bowl that produced Mengpo soup was kicked into a stone crack by the Naihe bridge by him. Even if it is fake, people in this world may still need it.

He looked up at the sky. The ten figures were different. They all looked down on him indifferently and didn't take action at the first time.

"At sunset in the East, you break into the yellow spring and kill my people. You should be punished according to my yellow spring law."

King Qin Guang first opened his mouth, pinched the printing formula and photographed it downward. The cold fog dispersed and the light of the red moon sprinkled, but what came was not warmth, but a cold killing opportunity.

Lu Chen sneered. He expected that the huangquan people would fight against him, but he didn't expect such a big show.

Yan LUOQI from the ten halls came to. It seems that they attach great importance to the secret of the yellow spring.

In the face of the dark cold, the light rose, like the first burning sun rising from the underworld. Under the meaning of the knife at dawn, the attack of King Qin Guang dissipated invisibly.

"It's really extraordinary. We'll do it together."

The king of Qin Guang frowned slightly, and a pen appeared in his hand, calling others to do it together.

Lu Chen was calm and tried to contact Xiahua pear clothes in the team channel.

Each of the ten halls of hell is powerful, far more powerful than the ground. The strongest breath is comparable to that of fan Yun. He is just in front of himself, and can fight five at most.

To his disappointment, painted pear clothes still didn't reply, I'm afraid they are still in a deep dream.

He moved around by the Naihe bridge. Every time he landed, the earth was trampled out of a deep pit, his muscles were twisted, and dark Lin armor appeared on his body surface.

Yan Luo looked at the human shaped monster with red fog rising on the ground. They were not surprised. They knew that Ouyang sunset had this ability, which was a magical power generated by the transformation of blood vessels by absorbing the power of the real dragon.

They shot together, the judge's pen, soul hook, yin-yang mirror and many other magic weapons fell, and the cold killing intention was overwhelming, locking in the young figure.

Lu Chen's body is constantly changing, from a beautiful young man harmless to humans and animals to a dark killing weapon.

At this time and place, he seems to be an evil ghost who rushed out of prison.

Just when Yanluo thought that the teenagers were going to work hard, each raised his mind to prevent the other party from killing one of them with his life, but the next moment, in the unexpected eyes of Yanluo, Lu Chen made a sudden advance with extreme speed, bent his legs, but did not take off.

But... Jumped into the Heishui river.

"Cheated, chase!"

The king of Yama in the fifth hall angrily said that they had just gathered ten yamas, but they were restrained by the young man's fighting intention and murderous spirit. Everyone wanted to protect themselves from being attacked and killed. Unexpectedly, the other party wanted to escape at the beginning.

Lu Chen dived into the Heishui River and his figure dropped rapidly. As expected, the water had no buoyancy and did not know the depth.

There is no such thing as being suffocated. He is not new when he was still in the Dragon world. The armor of Poseidon is broken. Of course, he has also considered the situation of underwater combat.

In fact, you don't need any advanced things to breathe underwater. A purple Ming suction bead can be done. It can be contained in your mouth and can continuously provide yourself with oxygen.

Wife, wife, I listened to you this time. I turned around and ran away without hesitation. Do you want to reward me when I go out?

Lu Chen is not a fool. How can he go to war with the yama of the ten halls next to the runner hall.

If we don't analyze the apparent combat power first, this is also the territory of the ten Hall of hell. I'm sure there's no second hand. Moreover, there are so many innocent souls on the wasteland. If we fight there, I'm afraid there will be countless deaths and injuries.

If he is fully open and flies in the air, his escape speed will never be weak, but there is heavy fog in the yellow spring and various "doors". He is afraid of being trapped by the other party.

After thinking about it, the Heishui river is the safest and can cover its whereabouts.

If he had known that the huangquan people wanted to deal with him for a long time, he would not be so anxious to find a way to get down. I'm afraid many huangquan people are willing to let themselves down.

Now his body will take at least two years to recover to its peak. It's not that there is no chance of winning the war with the ten Temple Yama, but it will cost a lot of life yuan. He doesn't think it's cost-effective.

Moreover, the matter is not yet clear. He only sees the tip of the iceberg about the secret of the yellow spring. He doesn't want to cut down all the principals of the yellow spring so soon. He also wants to find out the whereabouts of the king Wumu.

It's rare to come down, and he's ready to study reincarnation more.

At this time, over the Heishui River, Yan Luo in the ten halls was gloomy, and he followed his breath and deduction.

"He dares to go down..."

The king of Chu River looked gloomy.

"Do we have to go down and catch up? According to the terrain, go deeper and deeper. If we lose the gas engine, we will lose it."

The king of facial features flew close to the Heishui river.

"There's one down here. After... Ten deaths and no life."

The king of Mount Tai hesitated. He could only say that the young man was ignorant and fearless. The Heishui river had existed since the birth of the yellow spring. There was even a saying that it existed before the emergence of creatures in this world.

It is the most mysterious place in the world. People in the sunny world feel the terror and mystery outside the circle, but the huangquan people think that the real terror is hidden in the depths of the Heishui river.

The ten halls of hell do not exist forever since ancient times. They are just the strongest of the huangquan family. They continue to inherit these names. The huangquan family has a long life, but the powerful are only more than ten thousand years, which is almost the same as the demon emperor in Yangjian.

The king of Mount Tai knew that his last term, that is, his tutor, died in the Heishui river.

Not only the last king of Mount Tai, it is said that thousands of years ago, the ten halls of hell came out together to find something in the depths of the Heishui river.

On that day, the Heishui River boiled, and the river running through the yellow spring turned upside down. All the creatures and souls in the yellow spring could hear a sound, which seemed to echo in the ears of every creature, making their hearts almost stop beating.

A moment later, the Heishui River subsided, but the ten Temple Yama never returned. The operation of the yellow spring was greatly affected and did not settle down until hundreds of years later.

"It's just a legend. Many huangquan people are fishing in the Heishui river. After so many years, nothing has changed."

The king of equality said coldly, "you can't kill the eastern sunset today. Are you sure in a few years? Do you really want to put on the shame of that year again?"

The words of the king of equality made all hell silent. Finally, the runner king said, "follow it first, and then go down when you lose your sense."

Lu Chen didn't know how the huangquan people discussed above and how the storm surged.

Because Blackwater had little buoyancy, Lu Chen soon dived into the bottom of the main road. To his surprise, there was no silt at the bottom of the river, but a solid ground.

He tried to exert his power. Under his violent power at this time, he could only step on the crack slightly, which made him more curious about the secret of the yellow spring.

The light transmittance of black water is very poor. Lu Chen is not afraid that the light below 1000 meters will be detected by the top, and takes out a capsule from the storage space.

Last time he returned to the Dragon world, he greeted the headmaster and took several things away from the equipment department. This capsule was purchased from the sailor girl who sold furniture. It is a kind of space prop that can store dead objects.

Because of the explorer's permission to mark, his storage space is not very large. Some big guys still need to carry out "dolls"

Untie the seal of the capsule, dark blue, flat like a flying saucer appear underwater, the creation of fluid aesthetics, Atlantis sea, land and air three-purpose aircraft.

After coming to the fox demon world, he hasn't used this thing, which is mainly not in line with the world outlook. It is explained that the magic weapon looks too advanced and modern.

At present, in the Heishui River, he naturally has no scruples. The aircraft of Atlantis are very convenient to use.

It can not only save his physical strength, but also have a searchlight to see the world under the clear water.

Black water has some characteristics of weak water, but it is not absolutely free of resistance and buoyancy. Atlantis technology will not sink to the bottom. On the contrary, because the resistance is very small, it can almost reach the speed of flying in the air and up to four times the speed of sound underwater.

Lu Chen sat in the cabin and turned on the searchlight. The huangquan people on it didn't catch up. Instead, he enjoyed the scenery under the Heishui River as if he were sightseeing. He still held the cakes produced by the demon xianzhai in his hand, one by one.

Visibility in the black water is limited. Even if the searchlight of the aircraft has a large power, it can only shine tens of meters away. After more than half an hour, Lu Chen didn't see the shadow of any creature, which made him feel very strange. Obviously, Sen Sen has also caught a black water black snake.

Lu Chen ate and drank while sitting on his back in the cockpit. It was very quiet around him, much quieter than his deep-sea experience. Only the tiny driving sound of the aircraft surrounded his ears.

He was inexplicably uneasy. Those huangquan people clearly wanted to kill themselves. Why didn't they catch up?

There won't be anything... Unknown here, will there?

He shook his head and threw the unlucky idea out of her mind. The old woman said she couldn't find the royal power without dusk, as if she was full of self-confidence. Could it be that the royal power without dusk is no longer within the ten halls?

These huangquan people won't be crazy. Have they thrown the imperial power Wumu into the Heishui river?

When Lu Chenzheng was thinking, he suddenly regained his mind and "braked"

Where the searchlight reached, he saw a white bone, like the tail of some creature, with a sharp end.

The aircraft flew over the tailbone. Lu Chen's mouth was slightly open and he forgot to chew the cakes.

Because this tailbone is tens of thousands of meters long!