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Chapter 1339 A son is carrying a coffin!

Forgetful River.

The ancient stone bridge has experienced the wind, frost, rain and snow of time.

There are mottled spots on it, and there are also white bones.

This bridge that shows blood and life runs across the Forgetful River.

If the Forgetful River lasts forever, it will be immortal.

There is also the Forgetful River with great waves and turbid and yellow rivers.

It was roaring, like the undead screaming.

This is an ancient river, so old that it will appear here.

On this day, countless figures appeared outside the Forgetful River.

Immortal Court!

Figures stood one by one, with a cold murderous intent.

Green Phoenix creature!

They came here not to kill Wangchuan, but to know whether Wangchuan could really lead the underworld into the green phoenix.

"As Qinghuang monks, we can fight to death. But we must not involve foreign tribes!" They also looked very cold.

They were full of anger at Wangchuan's actions.

Because this is their homeland, how can we allow the underworld to trample on it?

In the ancient times, the Three Emperors and Immortals competed against the Netherworld and sealed the passage of the Nine Heavens Purgatory!

In the ancient times, the Five Immortal Lords were domineering and arrogant, and defeated the army of the Netherworld!

These are the bloody war history of Qinghuang and Netherworld.

How could they let the Netherworld enter the Qinghuang again?

At this moment, people were already standing outside the Forgetful River.

They are waiting, waiting for the strong to arrive.

Not long wait.

There was a roar in the sky.

Jiu Qiansheng and others came in the distance.

Their expressions were cold and solemn.

"This day, Chen Ran waited for nearly a thousand years." Nine Thousand Years said with a cold look.

"We owe him too much before, so we'll pay him back this time."

He looked at everyone with excited expressions, his eyes soared.

"Today, don't let Wangchuan run away alone!"

"boom!"

The heaven and earth roared, and everyone present was filled with excitement.

"roar!"

The dragon roar is shocking.

A majestic true dragon came across from a distance.

His body is terrifying and is million feet long.

He lies across the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

His eyes were so majestic, like the eternal true dragon.

He is Wansheng.

At this moment, he was not frivolous at all.

Because he knew how solemn and dignified this day was to his father.

"Cry!"

The eagle sings into the sky.

Xiaobai and the little black eagle attacked the sky and turned into two terrifying thunder catastrophes and flew over.

At this moment, they were extremely terrifying.

Their eyes were as cold as lightning.

The two of them followed Chen Ran the first, and they also knew Chen Ran’s pain the best.

They also looked forward to this day for a long time.

"boom!"

The void shattered at this moment.

Ye Xunxian stepped out in one step, and behind him was Xiaobai and Xiaohei's mother.

"Chen Ran, I promised you to accompany you to Wangchuan..." Ye Xunxian's eyes were vicissitudes.

If anyone in this world understands Chen Ran the best, Ye Xunxian will definitely be one of them.

He understands Chen Ran's loneliness and his persistence.

In this life, he is grateful that he sold Chen Ran a mysterious ape to kick it.

This makes them become a bond.

"Whether you are forgetting or the Netherworld, you will be with you in this life." He whispered.

Someone came again in the distance.

Yan Tianfa and Song Zangshu came together.

They have disappeared for a long time.

Reappearing at this moment, both of them became extremely terrifying.

The two looked solemn.

At this moment, even if it is free and easy, the face is still cold.

Today is not a day to laugh.

And soon, the Qing Emperor also came.

He looked extremely simple in a rough cloth.

His face was calm, but his eyes could not hide his sadness.

He is Chen Ran's clone and now he has lived his own life.

But his deepest memory has always been the innocent young boy from the Broken Moon Sect and the desperate man who was kicked off the Wangchuan River.

"This day is finally here," he whispered.

...

Forgetful River.

Huangquan Hall, Naihe Hall, Shaozun Hall, Holy Lord Hall, and Supreme Palace Hall.

These five ancient palaces are floating in the sky, rising and falling.

Ximen Wenxian was sitting cross-legged in the Holy Lord's Hall in the middle.

Next to him was Kong Xianwu, the Forgetful Heavenly Ancestor.

His expression was somewhat complicated.

Chen Ran was still weaker than him back then, and he looked down at Chen Ran with a high profile.

But now, it has changed.

"I, Wangchuan, I really have no guarantee." He whispered bitterly.

At this moment, Wangchuan was just making the final struggle.

With the change of the situation, Wangchuan's survival is difficult to control.

According to their original idea, they were to control the creatures of the Netherworld and control the entrances and exits to threaten the Netherworld.

But at this moment, all the steps were disrupted, and the Netherworld was also in chaos...

Kong Xianwu looked at Ximen from the Holy Lord's Hall and sighed softly.

He knew that Ximen Wenxian was already crazy.
To be continued...