Chapter 2052: 2053

"Whoosh!"

The golden boat was immediately launched and headed forward like an arrow.

The river of Styx is pure black, and there is no wave on the river. I don't know what the river is made of. It's so thick that I can't even hear the sound of water spray.

The golden boat was driving on the river Styx, but it didn't make a sound. It was as silent as death.

Gradually, the bank behind was out of sight.

The Styx is endless, but narrow. If the waves control the golden boat to move to the left and right, the boat will be subject to a mysterious pressure of space, so that the boat keeps moving forward.

Therefore, there is only one road ahead and behind the river Styx, and it will not lose its way.

The surroundings are very strange and quiet.

In the endless black river, the golden boat clings to the river, and the world seems to be still.

If Shen Lang hadn't been able to move his arms and legs, he would have doubted whether he was in a picture.

The river of the Styx is emitting black smoke, which gathers all kinds of dark breath between heaven and earth. In a moment, the body of a monk in the apotheosis period can rot into thick water!

Even the friars in the cultivation period can't resist it for a long time.

Shen Lang lies in the golden boat made of Jinyang Cimu, isolated from the dark atmosphere outside, and has no discomfort.

However, Shen Lang's injury has not recovered and he is in a very poor condition.

Crossing the Styx river is not a matter of day and night. Shen Lang controls the golden boat to run fast, and at the same time, he begins to meditate and recover.

……

An hour later.

On the bank at the junction of the sea of corpses and the river Styx, the flying tiger like a mad dog finally came. Unfortunately, Shen Lang had already entered the river Styx.

Looking at the green robes and hats discarded by the bank, the flying tiger thought that it was the heavy waves left behind, and his whole body trembled with anger.

After sun Zihao and a group of monks of the apotheosis period died, they survived. The later monk went back to report the bad news to Feihu.

When he learned that his son had been killed by Shen Lang, Feihu was so sad and indignant that he rushed to kill Shen Lang as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, the immortal flying tiger, although he traced the whereabouts of Shen Lang, he was still a little late. Shen Lang, the son of a bitch, had already entered the river Styx.

"Ah

Feihu is so popular that he has no place to vent his anger. His eyes are full of blood, and his heart is about to explode.

"Shen Lang, you have the seed to hide in the river Styx all your life! As long as you dare to go out of the river Styx, I will tear you to pieces and pay homage to my son's spirit in heaven! "

……

Time passed day by day.

There was no day or night in the Styx River, and there was no concept of time in the waves. He felt that time passed very slowly, and he didn't know whether it was an illusion.

It seems that crossing the Styx is not as difficult as Shen Lang imagined. There are a lot of ghosts in the Styx, but it seems that they are all in the river.

Ghosts seem to be affected by a kind of power, sealed in the river, and will not jump out or swim up to make a sneak attack.

As long as you don't fall into the river Styx, you won't be threatened by ghosts.

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The waves cross the river with ease.

In the twinkling of an eye, a month passed.

Most of his injuries have recovered, and the fighting spirit of Shengyang has also recovered. However, due to the excessive consumption of blood essence before, his whole vitality was greatly damaged, and it took a long time for him to recover completely.

During this period of time, the waves were not threatened by any external factors, and everything seemed to go smoothly.

But something really weird happened.

Compared with the beginning of entering the river Styx, Shen Lang always felt dizzy and nauseous, and always flashed an illusion in front of his eyes.

For example, some demons and ghosts grin in front of their eyes, and the corpses of all kinds of human friars who died miserably are like falling into the hell of the yellow spring, and countless wronged souls cry bitterly.

There is even the ancient battlefield, the yellow sand rolling, countless monks fighting fierce!

But every time the waves close and open their eyes, the illusion disappears.

These illusions, which happened to flash in front of Shen Lang's eyes, had no great influence on Shen Lang's spirit. They just appeared for a long time and made Shen Lang gradually feel a little irritable.

In a few days, those illusions appear more and more frequently. Shen Lang feels that his mood is more and more violent. He always unconsciously arouses a series of dark sides in his heart, such as hatred, delusion and resentment.

Gradually, Shen Lang's mind is not normal. Sometimes, sitting on the boat, he will shout for no reason. Sometimes, he can't restrain his inner impulse and wants to rush out of the boat. Sometimes, he even stares at the dark water of the Styx River and wants to jump down!

Shen Lang wakes up once in a while, and his cold hair rises up. He finally realizes that there is a force in the Styx that can erode people's mind!

This kind of erosion is not a strong stimulation, but like a frog boiled in warm water. At the beginning, no one can feel it. Every time the illusion appears, there will always be a trace of pressure in my heart.As illusions become more and more frequent, the pressure in the heart becomes greater and greater, which will eventually make the friars overburdened and insane!

In such an environment, if it's a month or two, the strong willed monks may feel nothing.

But if it's one or two years or even ten or twenty years, no matter how determined the monks are, they can't support it. It's absolutely fatal! Affected by this illusion, I don't know what kind of walking corpse I will become in the end.

In order to prevent the illusion from intruding on him again, Shen Lang uses Yi Sheng Zhen Jun's mantra once a day to dispel his psychological negative state.

Yisheng Zhenjun mantra is one of the top ten mantras in the ancient spirit world. It can really eliminate the negative psychological state. The illusion that always flashed in front of us gradually disappeared, and Shen Lang's spirit was much better.

The body is also recovering day by day. Shen Lang's confidence is greatly increased. He feels that crossing the Styx is just a matter of time.

Just as he thought about it, what happened next caught people off guard.

It was almost a month and a half after entering the river Styx. Shen Lang controlled the golden boat and drove at full speed in the dark river Styx as usual. Suddenly he saw a white light spot in front of him, which surprised him.

"What is that?"

Shen Lang's mind is alert. He infuses his spirit power into his eyes and uses his spirit eye skill to look forward.

The white light spot in front of me turned out to be a white boat, and there was a figure on the whole body.

Shen Lang's face changed, and he thought of the robes and hats he had discarded on the bank. Did he just meet the friars who were going to Nanyuan?

"Taoist friends ahead, I have no malice. Dare to ask, "are you also the same way to Nanyuan?"

In order to eliminate the hostility of the other side, Shen Lang yelled.

The friars on the white boat in front of them also seemed to notice the waves, made a sound of surprise, and then slowed down deliberately, waiting for the waves to come.

The other side's white boat seems to be faster than their own golden boat, and the waves speed up to catch up.

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