Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 194

[Chapter one hundred and ninety-four self-inflicted sin, can not live]

Man Chitong’s surprise was no small matter.

After knowing the fifth level of the real world, you can stand in the sky with infuriating energy, not to mention stepping on the water, even if you step on the clouds, you will not fall.

“What kind of water is this?”

As soon as I stepped down, it was already wet from the instep to the knee.

Man Chitong hurriedly jumped into the air, living in the air, the icy water was milky white and dripped down from his trouser legs.

The water fell on the river without a ripple.

It was only at this time that they discovered that the water of the Magic River actually looked stagnant and smooth like a mirror.

The rest of the people also stood in the air with lingering fears, but they only felt that there was a downward force pulling them. If they didn’t try their best to resist, they could fall into the illusion at any time.

“What exactly is going on?”

Man Chitong felt that his legs and feet were bone-chilling, and his calf was almost frozen in just an instant.

“I heard that there is weak water in the Jedi. The goose feathers can’t float, and the reed flowers sink to the bottom. Even a master of martial arts can’t walk on it – is this the legendary weak water?”

It was mentioned with trepidation.

Man Chitong frowned, using the power of his blue eyes, looking down, he saw that the river was quiet and there was nothing unusual.

He tried to straighten up, the pull still there, but he struggled to resist.

“Whether it is Ruoshui or not, since we have already arrived here, we must move forward with all our strength, and we must not give up halfway.”

He felt that he could still move forward.

Everyone looked at each other, and their hearts were uncertain, but after all, greed conquered fear.

Their final decision is to move forward.

And then entered the bottomless abyss.

Shen Zhenyi felt their progress, but shook his head indifferently.

——The sins committed by God can be forgiven, but the sins committed by oneself cannot live.

He didn’t need to worry about his own death.

Shen Zhenyi had to cross three thousand miles across the Huan River.

The scenery in front of him did not change, but there were noisy voices around him.

“Where is your sword?”

“Out of the sword! Out of the sword!”

“Eldest brother…you can’t retreat…”

Or impassioned, or resentful, or full of hope.

Shen Zhenyi’s expression didn’t change, he just waved his hand gently, as if brushing away the dust of spring, but when a cold female voice sounded, he finally paused for a while.

– and then continue.

Illusions come from memory and knowledge.

However, Shen Zhenyi’s past is more than anyone else’s.

If there is no firm belief and a cold heart, it is really difficult to support this illusion, but Shen Zhenyi is like an old monk with dead wood. exist.

There are demons that are dozens of feet tall and stand upright;

There is a glorious and glorious, golden and green Tiangong;

There are beauties as gorgeous as the moon palace fairy;

There are villains who are as ruthless as hell Shura;

There are thousands of troops on the battlefield;

There is a fairyland with clouds steaming and clouds.

…

Everything was changing, but Shen Zhenyi’s heart remained unmoved.

Thousands of years have passed, and it has long been condensed into pearls in his heart. If you reach out and pick it up, you can find it, but it is tightly closed, and if it is not necessary, you will never look at it.

Although there are thousands of changes, I am still.

Three thousand miles of magic river, calm and unwavering.

——But this is only for Shen Zhenyi.

For others, that’s not the case.

Man Chitong was already stupid.

The people around him have disappeared without a trace since unknown time. Behind him, there is only a fierce-looking practitioner with a whip.

He seemed to have returned to his weak and powerless childhood, and he could only run away desperately to avoid the terrible and heavy whip falling on him.

“Spare me! Spare me!”

He staggered away on short legs.

Immediately, the picture changed again, and he encountered a more terrifying nightmare.

The law enforcement elders and disciples stared at him with green eyes, like wolves in the dark.

“Man Chitong! Did you kill Senior Brother Guo!”

“Not from the truth!”

Man Chitong was full of cold sweat – this was the thing he feared the most back then. For a swordsman, he sneaked and killed his senior brother who was with him. This scandal has never been exposed by the door, but he did it for this. Worried for hundreds of years.

Unexpectedly, the fear hidden in the deepest heart was turned out.

“Man Thief, you have today too!”

Numerous blood-stained people emerged from the ground, holding swords and surrounding him.

Man Chitong took a closer look, all the ghosts he killed for so many years, and now all of them have been resurrected!

“what–”

Man Chitong let out a shrill cry, not knowing where to flee.

After desperately running away for a long time, these terrifying illusions seemed to be left far away by him – he felt that he had entered a warm place, and his whole body felt indescribably comfortable.

I don’t need any effort, I just feel lazy, I just feel like I’m sinking… sinking…

“Finally… get rid of those things.”

Man Chitong let out a sigh of relief, and his spirit became slack due to relaxation.

He slid down the pink channel to the dark end.

Slowly… lost consciousness.

At the bottom of the Huanchuan, a huge strange beast octopus wrapped one after another fresh flesh with tentacles as long as several dozen meters, and slowly and firmly sent it into the mouth.

puff.

The chewing sound is crisp.

No pain.

Dozens of martial arts masters who followed Shen Zhenyi died silently in Huanchuan. There is no way to verify how many were eaten by the belly of the fish and how many were swallowed by the big octopus.

At the same time, Shen Zhenyi had already crossed the Magic River and arrived at a lush island in the heart of the river.

It is full of exotic flowers and plants, and the air is filled with fragrance, but with a lonely sadness.

Shen Zhenyi stepped on the entity and took a deep breath.

——If that person is really still here, he has been here alone for four hundred years.

How to get through this kind of loneliness and loneliness in the days surrounded by illusions?

He felt a little pain in his heart.

At this moment, in the hidden peach blossom forest, a purple-clothed girl smiled like a flower. She leaned out from the flowers like a fairy outside the world. When she saw Shen Zhenyi, she was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said hello.

“You are here again today!”

The voice is clear and beautiful, like a singling oriole, and turbulent thoughts are bred in the calm.

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