That stone bridge is not strong. If someone steps on it before it becomes a real bridge, the stone bridge will collapse.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed with green light as he looked at the stone bridge and remained silent.

He has completed the first step of building the bridge, and the second step is to strip away the illusion of Taoism in the stone bridge.

He has opened the first door of heaven and man. With the vision of unity between heaven and man, it is not difficult to see through the illusion of the road in the bridge.

But trying to peel off these illusions was as difficult as climbing to the sky. He had just waved his hand to peel off the first ray of illusion power, and he was immediately suppressed by the entire heaven!

The way of heaven does not allow monks other than the Immortal Emperor to strip away the illusion of the way and build a real bridge.

It was as if there was a consciousness coming from the sky, suppressing Ning Fan. In just a moment, Ning Fan was so shocked that he vomited blood and retreated, and had to give up peeling off the Tao Huan.

In the center of the True Illusion River, a purple-gold whirlpool suddenly appeared. In the whirlpool, an aurora flashed. A purple lock of heaven shot out, like lightning, and tied to Ning Fan.

The purple lock speed was so fast that Ning Fan had no time to avoid it.

Once bound by the purple lock, Ning Fan immediately lost his mind and fell into a series of illusions.

The binding power of the purple lock comes from the whirlpool in the river.

Scenes of illusions appeared in Ning Fan's mental world, perhaps because he was traveling through the wilderness, and the scenery in those illusions was actually the wilderness of ancient times.

Through the power of illusion, Ning Fan seemed to have returned to the wild ancient realm in ancient times!

In that illusion, Ning Fan was no longer a human being, but a wild bull tied with a purple chain at the foot of Mount Li.

He is not the only bull tethered here, there are millions of bulls tied here!

Each wild bull is tied with a heavy purple gold chain, lingering at the foot of Lishan Mountain, unable to move even an inch.

"We, the Manniu clan, offended the robbery envoy and were exiled to the foothills of Mount Li."

"One inch of purple locks and one inch of mountains. The weight of this purple lock is comparable to the entire Li Mountain! Carrying this purple lock makes it difficult for us to move even an inch, and we will never be free in this life!"

"It is said that when the water in the Yellow River is clear, one liter of clear water can dissolve the purple lock. If a barbarian cow walks thousands of miles and reaches the Yellow River, it is expected to break the seal of the purple lock. Unfortunately, the purple lock is too heavy and cannot be

What kind of bull can carry a purple lock to the Yellow River..."

Countless wild bulls lament here, unable to resist their fate.

Only the wild bull transformed by Ning Fan has an unwavering gaze.

"I didn't expect that if I peeled off the Tao Illusion, I would be attacked by the Purple Locks of Heaven. Even my mind would be restrained. Such an illusion would appear..."

"If you go to the Yellow River and take a liter of clear water, can you dissolve the purple locks that bind your mind..."

In a daze, Ning Fan's ears rang with the wild ballad that Zhao Die'er had sung.

'Little Man Niu, don't look back, you will fight for freedom with the sky. You won't give up until you see the Yellow River, but the water in the Yellow River is unclear...'

Maybe even if you walk thousands of miles to the banks of the Yellow River, you still won't be able to get a liter of clean water from the turbid Yellow River, dissolve the purple locks, and gain freedom...

But if you don't give it a try, there is even less hope of freedom...

"Where is the Yellow River?" Ning Fan asked the other bulls.

Upon hearing that Ning Fan was trying to climb to the Yellow River with a purple lock on his back, many bulls immediately laughed and did not think that Ning Fan had the strength to go to the Yellow River.

Only an old bull told Ning Fan the direction of the Yellow River, but he didn't think Ning Fan could reach the Yellow River.

The purple locks on Ning Fan's body were so heavy that even a monk in the middle stage of transcendence could not move even half a step if he was pressed by the purple locks.

Unfortunately, Ning Fan's strength was already higher than the middle stage of Duzhen. Although it was difficult to move, he still took the first step with difficulty!

Although the pace is slow, it is heading northward towards the Yellow River step by step!

"Why, why can this bull be able to withstand the weight of the purple lock!"

"Is he going to the Yellow River? If he can get a liter of clear water from the Yellow River, he can dissolve the purple locks and gain freedom!"

"He actually hopes to be free! Why can he do it but we can't!"

Except for Ning Fan, no bull can withstand the weight of Zisuo.

On the top of Mount Li, an old man with scarlet eyes in the early stage of Duzhen suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a look of surprise.

"There is actually a wild bull that can withstand the power of the robbery lock..."

That surprise then turned into murderous intent.

The old man grinned, showing his white teeth. He was the messenger of disaster from heaven and earth. Once he had sent down the punishment from heaven, he would not allow anyone to escape the punishment!

"Does this cow want to go to the Yellow River? Unfortunately, I won't give it the chance to go to the Yellow River!"

The old man suddenly stood up and waved his palm, and the power of black and red thoughts of calamity condensed into a black and red thunder in his palm.

"Heavenly calamity, fall!"

That black and red thunder is the real heavenly tribulation, which is completely different from the heavenly tribulation in the world of cultivation in later generations!

The old man waved his hand and used the thunder. The sky in Lishan was immediately filled with black and red calamity clouds. The calamity thunder rolled down and fell in the direction of Ning Fan.

That tribulation thunder is enough to easily kill a cultivator in the early stages of Duzhen!

Before the tribulation thunder struck Ning Fan, it was suddenly suppressed by an angry bull roar that shot up into the sky, and the thunder and light were destroyed!

The barbarian bull transformed by Ning Fan glared at the tribulation thunder in the sky. The tribulation blood in his body was mobilized, and the tribulation power on his body was actually stronger than the tribulation thunder.

With just one look, the tribulation clouds between heaven and earth immediately collapsed. Ning Fan turned back and looked at Lishan. With just one look, the old man who was in the early stage of transcending the true realm immediately vomited blood and retreated with fear in his eyes!

"Impossible! How could a low-class barbarian have a Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit born!"
Chapter completed!