Forget the river outside.

Everyone saw Chen Ran.

Seeing him wearing white and carrying a wooden coffin on his shoulders, countless people were moved by it.

"Wangchuan deserves to die!" The old men such as Luo Weiyang, Luo Huangqi, and Ji Changsheng all had their eyes red when they saw it.

They looked at Chen Ran and felt that their chest was so painful that they could not breathe. But there was also anger burning in their hearts.

They regret Chen Ran's pain and pain, and their anger Wangchuan's coldness and ruthlessness.

Wangchuan's kick back then revealed Chen Ran's tragic life.

"Chen Ran!" Nine thousand years later, Ye Xunxian and others also clenched their fists tightly.

Just by looking, they could feel Chen Ran's sorrow.

That is a self-proclaimed soul, permeating the world.

"roar!"

The dragon roar echoed.

"Cry!"

The eagle sings into the sky.

"Chen Zun! Chen Zun! Chen Zun!"

Everyone yelled, shaking the earth.

Chen Ran's eyes were a little confused.

He looked at the Naihe Bridge and the Forgetful River, his eyes turned red uncontrollably.

This is the turning point in his destiny.

This is also the place where his parents are buried.

He walked forward with deep sorrow.

"Today, it's my own battle. Please don't take action first." He whispered.

Everyone's expressions were shocked.

"We are guarding outside the Forgetful River!" Jiu Qiansui said in a deep voice.

"Today, we will not let anyone in Forgetful River run away!" Ye Xunxian also spoke.

"Chen Ran, go and complete our nearly a thousand years of persistence." Qingdi whispered, his eyes sad.

Chen Ran nodded.

He stepped into Wangchuan in one step.

"Here, we're finally here." Chen Ran raised his head and closed his eyes, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

When he first entered Wangchuan, he was a child.

Now that he is coming again, he is Qinghuang Chen Zun!

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and there was a huge murderous intent and fierceness spreading.

"boom!"

Wangchuan was shocked, and thousands of Wangchuan disciples rushed out with a bang.

When they saw Chen Ran, their eyes burst into anger and murderous intent.

"Bold thief, the Holy Land of Forget River, how can you let your coffin be defiled? Why don't you get out?" someone yelled.

But the next moment, the surging evil spirit is explosive.

Outside the Forgetful River, all the monks radiated a cold breath.

They have never spoken, but the contempt and murderous intent in their eyes can tell everything.

Wangchuan, what is the right to say about Chen Ran?

"Chen Ran, do you want to fight me Wangchuan alone?" Ximen Wenxian, who took the lead, roared.

He understood what Chen Ran meant.

He is forgot to the river, and Chen Ran can be dealt with by himself.

The others came to deal with the Netherworld!

"It was you, Wangchuan, who fought with me alone." Chen Ran said coldly: "For hundreds of years, I have only feared Netherworld, not you, Wangchuan!"

"Looking for death!" Wangchuan's disciples were furious.

Their big fairy court is not their opponents, but how can Chen Ran fight against him Wangchuan alone?

How could Chen Ran, a young boy who has not arrived in a thousand years, be destroyed by such an ancient holy land?

"Chen Ran, you are too arrogant!" Ximen Wenxian growled.

"I, Chen Ran, are crazy, why aren't I crazy?" Chen Ran shouted loudly, and the murderous intention soared into the sky.

He landed on the earth and walked towards the Naihe Bridge step by step.

"I also walked into Wangchuan back then! It was because Wangchuan had regulations that the weak could not fly!" He whispered coldly.

"I just walked onto the Naihe Bridge and was kicked into the Forgetful River! I will walk again today to see if you can stop me!"

For this moment, he has been waiting for nearly a thousand years!

For this moment, he experienced countless life and death!

For this moment, he gave up everything he had!

He, Chen Ran, will not take a step back!

"Stop him!"

"Kill him!"

Thousands of monks in Forgetful River roared.

A fairy and demon cultivator roared and rushed towards Chen Ran.

But the next moment, his whole body stiffened.

In the world, there is a terrifying power of bans spreading everywhere.

"Today, those who dare to attack me will die!" Chen Ran growled.

His young beast carried the coffin and held the Mo Yuan sword in his left hand.

"boom!"

The magic sword raged and flew out like a dragon.

"Bang!"

With a terrifying roar, the immortal demon cultivator who rushed towards Chen Ran was pierced through his body by Chen Ran with a sword, and then shattered.

Countless monks of Forgetful River were furious, but also trembled.

Kill the immortal demon sky with one sword!

This kind of strength is really terrifying.

And just then, Ximen Wenxian roared: "Jie Wangchuan's Eight Death Formation!"

"boom!"

The next moment, all the monks below the Immortal Demon Heaven sat cross-legged.

Ancient and solemn whispers resounded all over the world.

"There was a fountain in ancient times, and life and death opened the way. What can the road do? The past is the past..."

The Forgetful River roared.

The snow falls in the sky and the earth is a sudden pause.

Then the heaven and earth changed.

This place seems to have become the ancient Yellow Spring Road.

This is the oldest guardian and killing formation in Wangchuan!

The Naihe Bridge trembled, and ancient corpses slowly appeared, rushing towards Chen Ran densely.

The Forgetful River is surging, and there are evil ghosts roaring, struggling to climb out.

A wheel of life and death appeared above the sky and fell down with a bang.

The Ancient Wheel of Life and Death in Forget River!

The Soldier of the Sage!

At the same time, terrifying treasures began to fly out from the depths of the Forgetful River.
To be continued...