The moment he crossed the mural, his body in the present world disappeared.

...

The lush forests are filled with insects and birds singing, and the fragrance of flowers.

There is a wide river next to the woods.

Lu Qi appeared and looked at the surrounding environment.

It is also a forest and a river.

Lu Qi almost thought that he had returned to the world of the Nine Colored Deer.

But he knew that this should be the world of "River God Asking Axe".

"Is the river in front of you the river god who lives in?"

Lu Qi stared at the long river, his eyes slightly moved.

"I wonder what I can get from this world?"

In fact, if you don’t get anything, Lu Qi will not lose.

After all, he took advantage of the opportunity to open the mural and escaped a life-and-death crisis.

"I stayed in the Nine Colored Deer World for about a month last time.

This world can stay for less time than the previous world.”

"After more than a month, my injury has recovered. At the rate of my strength growth, even if I don't get any benefits, it's probably enough to deal with the wolf demon."

That day, Lu Qi fought with the transformed wolf demon, and felt that his strength had increased by several points.

But that should not be the greatest strength that the wolf demon can exert!

At that time, the wolf demon had the injuries he suffered before his transformation, and he had just transformed into a human form, so he should not be very familiar with the human body and could not exert all his strength.

When the wolf demon recovers from his injuries and becomes familiar with his human body, his strength should increase a lot in a short period of time.

However, Lu Qi was not afraid.

Within the same time, in terms of strength growth, the wolf demon could not surpass him who possessed nine-colored glass relics.

The longer the time, the bigger the gap between him and the wolf demon will be!

"Then it's time to recuperate and practice, and wait for the plot to happen."

Lu Qi glanced at the river and thought to himself.

...

At the bottom of the river, a huge black shadow several feet long swam rapidly, destroying everything at the bottom of the river, rushing left and right.

The water plants were broken, the rocks turned into powder, and the river water was stirred up turbid.

But what is strange is that the river surface is still turbulent and the river water flows slowly.

It seems that the bottom of the river and the surface of the river are blocked into two worlds.

"No, still not!"

The black shadow swayed his tail, stirring up the undercurrent, and swimming upstream to the river.

But before it could leave the bottom of the river, a golden light film appeared, blocking its way.

No matter how it collides, it cannot break through this light film, and is shocked back to its original place by the light film.

"One hundred years, one hundred years!

This formation has trapped me for a whole hundred years!

Why is that damn monk dead? The formation has begun to weaken, and I still can't go out!"

The black shadow roared irritably.

In fact, the formation has begun to weaken, and its power will only become weaker and weaker in the future. As long as he waits patiently, he will be able to get out of trouble sooner or later.

But he had been away from the dark river for a hundred years, and he suddenly saw hope of getting out of trouble, and he couldn't wait for a quarter of an hour.

He wants to go out sooner and restore freedom, the faster the better!

The other is that he is not sure how long he will have to wait.

At this rate of weakness, I am afraid it will be impossible to say if I have been in three or five years!

"I can't wait that long, I want to go out now!"

The black shadow's eyes were red, he plucked up his magic power, and tried his best to rush away again.

This time he came out with all his strength, and compared the golden light film formed by the formation, and never gave up until he died.

Finally, a tiny hole appeared on the deformed light film by him.

When the black shadow saw the hole, he was immediately happy, but his magic power was unstable due to violent fluctuations in his mind, and he was immediately shocked and flew backwards.

The hole was repaired immediately.

But the black shadow was not depressed at all, because he saw hope that might allow him to get out of trouble quickly.

After resting for a long time, he recovered his exhausted mana, he swung his tail again, rolled the torrent, and rushed away.

Next, the black shadow tried several times.

What is disappointing is that no matter how hard he exerts, it can at most cause a slightly larger hole than just now.

How can a hole that even a soybean be able to pass through his huge demon body?

Even if he narrowed the demon body as much as possible, he was far from passing through this hole!

The black shadow vented irritably at the bottom of the river for a while.

After a moment, he calmed down, gasped violently, his eyes flashed and his mind was not sure what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a rampant sneer suddenly rang at the bottom of the river.

"It's soon! It's soon!

I'll be able to go out soon!"

The black shadow thought of the tiny hole he could make, although he could not ask his demon body to leave the bottom of the river, but he could allow his little magic power to reach beyond the formation!

Although he can pass through not much mana at once and not much can be done, he is no longer completely isolated from the outside world!

He can slowly find a way to solve this formation and make it weaker.

...

A few days later.

Lu Qi lay in the forest eating tender grass. His injuries had completely recovered and his strength had improved slightly.

Ding Ding Ding!

A powerful sound of logging came into his ears.

Lu Qi's eyes lit up and he stood up.

For several days, he has been on the edge of this forest, paying attention to the movement of logging and waiting for the plot to happen.

I have met several woodcutters, but none of them are so young.

When cutting trees by the river, the axe did not fall into the river.

“The sound of logging this time is sonorous and powerful.

The logger must be a young and strong young man.

Mostly it is the woodcutter in the story.”

Lu Qi walked in the direction of the sound of axe.

riverside.

A young man wearing coarse cloth clothes, rough skin and honest appearance, with a little sweat on his forehead, was working hard to log wood.

The falling axe was very powerful, and the wood chips were splashing!

But suddenly, when the young man raised his axe again, his hand slipped and the axe ran away.

Gudong!

The axe drew a curve and fell into the river behind him.

"My axe!"

The young man turned around and saw the axe falling into the river, sinking to the bottom and disappearing. He looked anxious and immediately cried with a face.

"What should I do?"

"My axe!..."

The axe for chopping wood was gone, and the young man cried by the river for a long time.

After a while, there was a sudden movement in the river. An old man with fairy aura, a childish and a kind-faced old man floated out of the river and asked softly.
Chapter completed!