"Swoosh!" The golden boat was immediately activated and drove forward like an arrow from the string.

The water of the Styx is pure black, and there is no slight tide on the river surface.

I don’t know what the river water is made of, it is extremely thick and I can’t even hear the sound of water splashes.

The golden boat was clearly sailing on the Styx River, but it made no sound, and it was as quiet as death.

Gradually, the embankment behind was no longer visible.

The River Styx is endless, but very narrow.

If Shen Lang controls the golden boat to travel to the left and right sides, the boat will be subjected to a mysterious space pressure, keeping the hull moving forward.

Therefore, the Styx only has one way forward and back and will not lose its direction.

The surrounding environment is very strange and quiet.

In the endless black river, golden boats were close to the river surface, and the world seemed to be still.

If Shen Lang hadn't been able to move his hands, feet and limbs, he almost doubted whether he had been frozen in a painting.

The water of the Styx River was filled with black smoke, gathering various dark auras such as turbid air, evil air, and foul air between heaven and earth.

In a moment, a cultivator with a god-transformation stage can rot into thick water! Even a cultivator with a Void Refining stage cannot withstand it for too long.

Shen Lang lay in a golden boat made of Jinyang magnetic wood, isolating the dark aura outside and his body is not uncomfortable.

But Shen Lang's injuries have not recovered yet and his condition is extremely poor.

Crossing the Styx River is not a matter of a day or a night. While controlling the golden boat to travel quickly, Shen Lang began to meditate and practice to recover from his injuries.

...After an hour.

On the embankment at the junction of the mountain of corpse and the sea of ​​blood and the River Styx, the real person flying tiger like a mad dog finally arrived. Unfortunately, Shen Lang had already entered the River Styx.

Looking at the green robe and clothes and hat discarded on the shore, Feihu Zhenren thought it was Shen Lang who stayed there, and his whole body was trembling with anger.

After Sun Zihao and a group of god-transforming cultivators from the City Lord's Mansion died, the late god-transforming cultivator survived and returned to report to Feihu Zhenren and conveyed the bad news.

When he learned that his son was killed by Shen Lang, Feihu Zhenren felt as if he was struck by lightning, and was extremely sad and angry, he rushed over to chase Shen Lang as soon as possible.

Although the unlucky Feihu Zhenren tracked Shen Lang's whereabouts, he was still one step late. Shen Lang's turtle had already entered the Styx.

"Ah!!!" Feihu's true anger was filled with smoke, his heart had nowhere to vent his anger, his eyes were covered with blood, and his heart was almost exploded.

"Shen Lang, I have the habit of hiding in the Styx River for the rest of my life! As long as you dare to leave the Styx River, I will tear you into pieces and pay tribute to my son's spirit in heaven!"... Time has passed day by day.

There is no day and night in the Styx, and Shen Lang has no idea of ​​time. He feels that time passes very slowly, and he doesn't know if it's an illusion.

Crossing the Styx River seems not as difficult as Shen Lang imagined. There are a large number of ghosts in the Styx River, but it seems that they are all inside the Styx River.

The ghosts seemed to be influenced by a force, sealed in the river and would not jump out or swim up to launch sneak attacks.

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

Shen Lang crossed the river with peace of mind.

In a blink of an eye, a month has passed.

Most of his injuries were recovered, and the Holy Yang's battle energy was also recovered.

However, due to the excessive amount of essence and blood that had been consumed before, his entire body was still greatly damaged and it took a long time to fully recover.

During this period, Shen Lang was not threatened by any external threats, and everything seemed to be going smoothly.

But something very strange happened.

Compared to the beginning of entering the Styx, Shen Lang always felt dizzy and disgusted now, and a trace of vague illusion flashed in front of him.

For example, some demons and ghosts grinned in front of their eyes, as well as various human monks who died tragically, as if they had fallen into the Yellow Spring Hell, countless unjust souls were crying.

There is even an ancient battlefield where yellow sand rolls and countless monks fight violently! But every time Shen Lang closes his eyes and opens his eyes, the illusion disappears.

These illusions that flashed in front of you had no great impact on Shen Lang's spirit. However, the long-term appearance also made Shen Lang gradually feel a little irritable.

In a few days, those illusions appeared more and more frequently. Shen Lang felt that his emotions became more and more irritable, and he always unknowingly aroused a series of dark sides such as hatred, delusions, resentment, etc. in his heart.

Gradually, Shen Lang's mind became a little abnormal. Sometimes he would yell for no reason while sitting on the boat; sometimes he could not suppress his inner impulse and wanted to rush out of the boat; sometimes he even stared at the dark river water of the Styx River and wanted to jump down! After Shen Lang woke up by chance, his hair stood up all over his body, and finally realized that there was a force in the Styx River that could erode people's mind! This erosion was not a strong stimulation, but like boiling a frog in warm water.

At the beginning, no one can feel it. Every time the illusion appears, there will always be a little pressure in my heart.

As the illusions become more and more frequent, the pressure accumulated in the heart will become greater and greater, which will eventually make the monks overwhelmed and mentally ill! If you are in such an environment, if you are a month or two, those monks in the Transformation Stage who are more determined may feel nothing.

But if it is one or two years or even ten or twenty years, even if the monks in the God Transformation stage with a firm will not be able to support it, it will definitely be fatal! Affected by this illusion, I still don’t know what kind of walking corpse will become.

In order to prevent the illusion from invading him again, Shen Lang ran the Yisheng True Lord mantra every day to drive away negative psychological states.

The Yisheng True Lord Mantra is worthy of being one of the ten great magical mantras in the ancient spiritual world. It can indeed eliminate the negative psychological state. The illusions that always flash in front of you gradually disappeared, and Shen Lang's spirit was obviously much better.

His body is also recovering day by day, and Shen Lang's confidence has increased greatly. He feels that it is just a matter of time to cross the Styx River.

Just as he was thinking about this, what happened next caught people off guard.

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

"What is that!" Shen Lang felt alert, his spiritual power poured into his eyes, and he used the spiritual eye technique to look forward.

I saw that the white light spot in front of me turned out to be a white boat, and there was a figure vaguely around me.

Shen Lang's face changed, and he instantly remembered the robes and hats he had discarded on the embankment. Could it be that he happened to meet the monk who went to the Nanyuan land with him? "The fellow Taoists in front of him have no malice.

Do you dare to ask that fellow Taoists are also fellows to the Nanyuan Land?” In order to eliminate the other party’s hostility, Shen Lang shouted loudly.

The monk on the white boat ahead seemed to have noticed Shen Lang, and made a sound of surprise, then deliberately slowed down and waited for Shen Lang to come.

The other party's white boat seemed to be faster than his golden boat, and Shen Lang accelerated to catch up.
Chapter completed!