Chapter 2251 Mysterious Woman!

Whoosh!

Su Chen moved towards the depths of the Yellow Spring Holy River, with many reincarnation beasts chasing him from behind, but at this moment, many reincarnation beasts also appeared in front of him.

Su Chen burned his essence and burst out with peak combat power, but it could not last long. He was now deeply trapped in the group of reincarnation beasts, and he also felt that the power in his body was rapidly declining.

The Yin-Yang Law in his hand could no longer be activated.

Su Chen was exhausted and completely trapped in the end of his rope.

"Is it possible that I will perish like this? I really can't accept it..."

Su Chen's eyes were full of unwillingness.

He fell from the void and smashed into the Yellow Spring Holy River, stirring up huge waves.

The reincarnation beasts around him rushed towards him frantically.

Too many figures appeared in front of Su Chen, including Master, Taishi Divine Emperor, Shui Liuli, Liu Hanyan, Su Linger, Lin Ruowei, etc. His heart was full of regret and unwillingness.

Unexpectedly, Taishi Divine Emperor

gave his life to let him escape into the Yellow Spring Holy River and into the Demon Realm, but in the end he still couldn't escape death.

He seemed to have failed the expectations of too many people.

"Woo woo..."

At this moment, a melodious flute sounded, like a complaint, melodious, as if it contained a mysterious magic.

Su Chen's eyes were half open and half closed, and he saw a mysterious woman who appeared on the Yellow Spring Holy River and was playing a bamboo flute.

And those reincarnation beasts who originally wanted to pounce on Su Chen, after hearing the flute sound, all went to the mysterious woman at the same time.

"Who is she?"

Su Chen's heart was full of doubts.

However, he did not see the figure of the mysterious woman clearly, and his eyes were dark, and he completely fainted.

"You shouldn't die here, let's go..."

A sighing sounded, and the mysterious woman waved her sleeves. Above the Yellow Springs Holy River, the void shattered, and Su Chen's figure sank directly into the void and disappeared.

...

In the chaotic void.

Two figures stepped into the air, one was an old Taoist with white hair and beard, and the other was a middle-aged man in a green shirt with a dignified face.

They seemed to have no cultivation aura, just like mortals, but the chaotic mist around them automatically dispersed when it touched their bodies, making them seem to form a vacuum field around them.

"Are you really not going to take action? Su Chen has damaged his foundation this time, and he is stranded in the demon world, facing a dilemma between life and death!"

The old Taoist sighed.

"This is the death calamity he must go through. You should know better than me that he is destined to be an enemy of everyone when he takes this path. What does this hardship mean?"

The middle-aged man smiled indifferently.

"That's true, but your tempering is too harsh, isn't it? Aren't you afraid of killing Su Chen?"

The old Taoist said with a wry smile.

"He can't die. Without my permission, the Heavenly Dao can't take him away!"

The middle-aged man said calmly.

"You are still as conceited as ever! However, you did win this round. The gods and demons will probably be in chaos next, and those guys in the Chaos Sea may come back. By then, there will be a lot of suffering and bloodshed!"

The old Taoist said slowly, his voice full of compassion.

"He is just a running dog of the Heavenly Dao, not to be feared! As for the mountains of blood and corpses, the suffering of the living, you have experienced a lot in countless epochs, right? Are you backing down?"

The middle-aged man said with a calm smile.

"Stop being so weird, how could I be afraid? However, there is not much time left for Su Chen, I hope he can grow up as soon as possible!"

The old Taoist said unhappily, with some worry and expectation in his eyes.

...

Mosan Mountains.

This is an ancient mountain range in the southwest of the Demon Realm, with rolling hills and towering ancient trees, which looks mysterious and extraordinary.

A big river named Sang River flows out from the depths of the Mosan Mountains, passes through a vast land, and flows eastward into the sea.

At the foot of the Mosan Mountains, there is a tribe of medium size.

One day, a girl in coarse cloth was fetching water by the Sang River, and saw a figure floating on the river from a distance.

The figure was washed to the riverside by the river.

"That is..."

The girl widened her eyes, thought for a moment, and still plucked up the courage to run towards the river.

She then realized that it was a young man, covered in blood, with a pale face and various scars all over his body. He looked like a dead body, as if he had stopped breathing.

"Is it... a human?"

The girl was relieved to see that the young man was a human. She quickly tested it and found that there was still a faint breath. She knew that this was not a dead body and that the young man was still alive.

"His injuries are so serious. Perhaps only the high priest can heal him!"

There was a hint of hesitation in the girl's eyes, but she still dragged the young man ashore, carried him up, and ran towards the tribe.