"Road to Road, very Avenue!"

The old man stroked his long beard with his hand and said seriously: "Things in this world are changing and turbulent! I am just a lonely boat on the Yangtze River thousands of miles away. I have to borrow the help of all my friends to continue moving forward."

Liang Yan pondered for a moment and then said with a smile: "I went in to rescue the Four Saints. I don't know what senior is doing?"

"It's easy to say, I will go with you, and I will only lend you the breath of the living dead."

"Um?"

Liang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a vigilant look.

"Who is the senior?"

"Why bother asking? I won't tell you anyway."

There was a hint of cynicism in the old man's smile, then he turned around and walked towards the tall bronze door.

"There are restrictions inside the door left by the Buried Emperor. You can't get by without my guidance. If you want to save the Four Saints, just follow me."

After hearing this, everyone froze on the spot, looking at the old man's retreating back, feeling shocked and confused.

"Liang Engong, this old man is so talkative that he doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?"

"I think he is just making things up, and his words cannot be trusted."

"Then why does he appear here? Is he a ghost prison monk or has another origin?"

Everyone was talking behind Liang Yan because they couldn't see how special the old man was.

There was no sense of oppression from a saint in the old man, which gave them the illusion that he was a monk at the same level as themselves, but he just had the means to hide his aura.

Only Liang Yan and Ah-Dai looked solemn.

While the two were hesitating in place, the old man had already walked far away on crutches, and was now almost at the bronze door.

In a few moments, the other party will disappear through the crack of the door.

"Let's go, follow!"

Liang Yan suddenly spoke.

Everyone was stunned after hearing this, thinking that they heard wrongly. One of them, Jisheng Demon Lord, frowned and said: "Brother Liang, it's not clear whether this person is a friend or an enemy. It's best not to believe his lies."

"If he had murderous intentions, we would have died long ago."

Liang Yan sighed and said nothing more. He took the lead and took a long step forward along the bluestone road.

Of course Dumb followed closely behind.

When the others saw this, they looked at each other. Although they still had doubts in their hearts, they had great trust in Liang Yan, and they only hesitated for a moment before following him one after another.

The group of people remained silent and followed the mysterious old man to the bronze door.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the biting cold wind blowing from the crack in the door actually became a lot gentler after passing by the old man. What seemed to be blowing in front of everyone was just an ordinary strong wind, and the frightening breath had disappeared.

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Boom!

The bronze door was slowly opening, making loud and dull noises.

"go in."

The old man lifted his crutches, and his figure was like a leaf, passing through the crack of the bronze door and floating inside.

When everyone saw this, they all looked at Liang Yan, but saw that Liang Yan did not hesitate at all, made a gesture and fled, following the old man behind the door.

"Liang Engong has gone in, let's go in quickly."

Xue Mei and others did not hesitate at all, they also made the same gesture and fled, entering the bronze door one after another.

After passing through the door, everything changes in an instant, and the space changes rapidly!

All I saw was a gray sky, dull and without a trace of aura.

At the foot is a small island, about a hundred feet in diameter. Outside the island is the turbulent sea, and the water is black.

Waves of strong winds blew from all directions, and many Tongxuan Zhenjun who had insufficient cultivation were blown around. Fortunately, the Jisheng Demon Lord and other ancestors of the calamity took action and used magic to resolve the surrounding strong winds, so these people were not embarrassed.

Fall to the ground.

"This is the eighteenth floor of the Ghost Prison?"

Xue Mei, Old Man Yunhai, Li Yile and other monks all showed curiosity and looked around with their spiritual consciousness.

"Isn't it said that there is an entrance to the 'Reincarnation Realm' on the 18th floor? But I see that there is only an endless ocean here. Where is the entrance?" Old Yunhai frowned.

In fact, it's not just him, everyone has this doubt.

Because the spiritual consciousness spreads out, only the boundless black sea can be seen, and there is nothing else.

"This sea water is extraordinary!"

Dugu Xin seemed to have discovered something. He frowned and walked slowly to the shore.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly took out a spiritual beast from his spiritual beast bag, which was a "three-eyed monkey", and placed it over the Black Sea.

The spirit beast's senses were extremely keen. As soon as Duguxin let go, he screamed and wanted to turn around and run away, but he couldn't move.

The next moment, its true spirit was separated from the body. The body still rushed forward, but the true spirit fell into the ocean uncontrollably. After a wave of waves rolled, the three-eyed monkey's aura completely disappeared, as if it had never existed before.

There has never been anything like that.

There was an empty shell on the shore. It was the body of a three-eyed monkey, which had become a walking corpse.

When everyone present saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a breath!

Ziyun layman said in a deep voice: "Although the three-eyed monkey is not a powerful spiritual beast, fellow Taoist Dugu already has the strength of the Tongxuan realm. It doesn't even have the slightest resistance, and the true spirit is just like this.

Suck it away, this Black Sea is too terrifying!"

"That's right." Old Man Yunhai nodded: "Ask yourselves, who among us can easily draw away the true spirit of a True Lord Tongxuan? If it were us flying over the Black Sea, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

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"But if we can't go to sea, how can we find out the location of the Four Saints?" Li Yile frowned.

"yes."

Everyone was in trouble and all looked at Liang Yan, but Liang Yan looked at the old man.

"Senior, I wonder where this black sea comes from?"

"Here." The old man glanced at the distance and said with a smile: "This is the water of the Samsara Pond. Back then, there was a bridge for people to cross. I remember it was called the 'Naihe Bridge', but unfortunately it is no longer there."

"Reincarnation Pond?"

Liang Yan glanced at the distance and saw howling wind and clouds of gray mist suspended above the sea, like hungry beasts that wanted to devour anyone.

"senior."

He was just about to ask something more, but he saw the old man taking a step forward with a cane.

This foot stepped directly on the sea!

Liang Yan's pupils shrank and he didn't make a sound. Instead, he carefully observed the old man to see what strange things would happen around him.

As the old man took this step, bubbles suddenly appeared in the surrounding seawater, and it seemed that he was getting ready to set off a storm.

But the strange thing is that when the old man took the second step, all the bubbles disappeared, and the originally restless sea gradually returned to calm, and everything seemed to have not changed.

In this way, the old man walked alone on the sea, always unhurried and calm.

"He just walked over like this?" Dumb frowned.

Liang Yan did not speak, but looked down at the sea, narrowed his eyes and said:

"Look."

Dui and others followed the sound and saw a series of footprints on the sea where the old man walked. These footprints rose and fell with the fluctuation of the sea water and never disappeared.

"this"

Jisheng Demon Lord, Li Yile, Dugu Xin and others looked at each other and finally understood that this old man was no ordinary person!

Liang Yan pondered for a moment on the shore, then suddenly took out his right foot and landed on the old man's first footprints.

Sure enough, the surroundings were calm and the sea water did not move at all.

Liang Yan took a deep breath, then stepped out with his left foot and stepped on the old man's other footprints. The surroundings were still calm.

Seeing this scene, everyone showed surprise.

"Step in his footsteps and follow him."

Liang Yan didn't say any more nonsense, took a step forward, and followed the old man's footsteps on the sea.

Seeing this, the rest of the people looked at each other, and with Ah-Dai taking the lead, they also stepped on their footprints one after another, forming a long team on the sea.

Above the Black Sea, the wind was blowing fiercely, and clouds of gray fog surrounded the surroundings.

Every time the crowd took a step, the depressing feeling became stronger, as if there were thousands of sharp knives hanging above their heads. If they took a wrong step, these sharp knives would fall and pierce their hearts with thousands of arrows!

"Liang Yan, I always feel like something is wrong here." Ah-Dai frowned and secretly said to Liang Yan.
To be continued...