Then, two beams of light shot up into the sky.

After some time, Xiong Zhengyang didn't notice that there was movement behind him, and he finally relaxed his mind.

He couldn't trust this demon, the Night Stalker was too weird to be guarded against.

If the killer suddenly appeared secretly, he would not be sure to deal with it.

As for why the devil let them go, Xiong Zhengyang still couldn't figure it out for the time being.

Anyway, definitely not this guy, Conscience found out.

Not to mention the so-called lack of opponents, I feel a little bored.

No matter what his purpose is, it's good for these two old fellows to go back alive.

Originally, Xiong Zhengyang didn't come to Tianhou Palace to seek death.

I just wanted to find out the truth, but unexpectedly, this devil really broke the seal.

Xiong Zhengyang was full of melancholy and quickened his pace.

puff!
  After they left, the Night Stalker couldn't help the surge of energy and blood in his mouth.

  "Demon Lord?"
Ji Xue frowned and looked at the Night Lord.

The Night Demon Lord waved his hands and said, "This deity has not recovered from his injuries, but it's just a form to scare people."

Just now, the sword that he stopped Li Ziyuan and the disciples of Qianhe Sword Sect had reached the limit of what he could bear.

It's just that he had to stand up.

If he didn't appear, few of the disciples of Tianhuo Palace would be able to survive.

If Ji Xue also died under the joint efforts of everyone, all her efforts for such a long time would be in vain.

  "No wonder you want to let them go!"
Ji Xue nodded, and cast her eyes away, the direction the two of them fled.

By herself, even if she could block Xiong Zhengyang and Tan Yushan, she could only block them.

Instead of entanglement needlessly, it is better to let them go.

Xiong Zhengyang and Tan Yushan are not fools, if the Night Stalker does not act, it will inevitably arouse their suspicion.

At that time, they might get rid of Ji Xue's entanglement, and use all their strength to deal with the Night Lord.

  "The deity still has to go to retreat, and I'll leave it to you here!"

The Night Demon Lord sighed softly, then squinted his eyes, and said: "When I return to the peak, who in this world can stop me!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure turned into a demonic energy and disappeared from everyone's sight.

In this battle, both sides suffered casualties.

The biggest loss is their Tianhuo Palace.

Ji Xue returned to her palace.

A feeling of dizziness came, and some pictures flashed in my mind.

What shocked her the most was that she killed Long Qingcheng.

Ji Xue bit her red lip, let the bright red blood ooze out, and roared, "Ji Xue! What have you done!"

boom!
The breath exploded, and the whole palace trembled.

At this moment, she couldn't help it anymore, the sparkle in her beautiful eyes.

Such a genius actually died in her hands.

No matter how Xiao Zhe could forgive her, she would not forgive herself.

If it wasn't for the Night Demon Lord, who pretended to be Feng Chenzi, and suddenly launched a sneak attack, how could she lose her mind.

The power of Xiao Zhe's Dao is enough to protect her clarity.

But this devil is really terrifying, his devilish energy actually broke through the protection of the power of the Dao.

The reason why she was able to regain clarity was also the power of the Great Dao, which dissipated a lot of demon energy.

Today, her sea of ​​consciousness is still filled with demon energy.

  "Night Sorcerer, this palace lord is fighting with you!"

Ji Xueqiao's face was gloomy, and her face was so pale that there was no blood.

But right now, when the Night Stalker is weak, it is also a good time to kill him.

She doesn't expect Xiao Zhe's forgiveness, as long as she kills the Night Lord, she is willing to pay for another life.

A flash of inspiration flashed, and I was already holding the nine-section whip in my hand.

The Night Stalker, who was about to retreat, seemed to have a sense.

He opened his eyes instantly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and said with a smile: "Interesting!"

Then, he pinched the magic formula, and the devilish energy lingered on his fingertips, and said, "Ji Xue, you have become a puppet of this deity, you still want to escape!"

The next moment!
All I heard was a howl of pain coming from inside Ji Xue's palace.

The cry didn't last long, and it had already returned to tranquility.

At this time, Xiao Zhe had passed through the dark passage at the fastest speed.

Stopping, he looked at the city gate, looked at the big characters on it, and said: "So this is the Netherworld, and it really is dark."

In the dark environment, there is only a little light.

The light did not come from the power of the stars, but from the will-o'-the-wisp.

Ordinary people come here, let alone step in, I am afraid that they will be scared to death.

Not only that, there is no spiritual fluctuation in this world.

If a practitioner falls into the Netherworld, he will have absolutely no power to drive him.

  "Who dares to be good at the nether world!"

The guard guarding the gate seemed to have discovered Xiao Zhe's trace.

They surrounded Xiao Zhe in an instant, with scrutiny in their eyes.

For thousands of years, no living person has ever stepped into their territory.

The most surprising thing is that this visitor has no aura, no different from ordinary people.

However, they were not stupid enough to treat Xiao Zhe as an ordinary person.

Even monks were unable to enter the Netherworld, let alone ordinary people.

So, there is only one situation left.

The person in front of him is a higher existence than a monk.

Xiao Zhe looked at the ghost cultivators who surrounded him, and said softly: "I'm here to find someone, that's all."

While speaking, a light flashed in his hand, and he was already holding the spear in his hand.

It would be fine if the Nether Realm let him go, but if he didn't let him go, he could only kill him.

No matter what, he will save Long Qingcheng.

  "This is the Netherworld, find someone to go to another place!" The leading ghost cultivator shouted.

Immediately, he opened his eyes wide, stared at Xiao Zhe's spear, and said, "This is a fairy soldier!"

Guixiu's pupils shone with hot light, and continued: "Hand over the immortal soldiers, and I will let you go later."

Immortal soldiers, they don't have such a good weapon in their hands.

Those lofty immortals will not come to the Netherworld after death.

They just want to obtain immortal soldiers, but there is no way.

The so-called ghost cultivator, throughout his life, is nothing more than cultivating ghosts and immortals.

Only after entering the realm of ghosts and immortals can one step out of this world and have a chance to go to the fairyland.

  "Immortal soldier? No experience!"

Xiao Zhe snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows and said, "He's just a ghost general, yet he dares to act presumptuously in front of me!"

The level of Panlong Liangyin Spear has surpassed the category of Immortal Armament.

This spear was cast from the body of an ancient dragon, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a divine weapon.

In addition, Xiao Zhe knew the cultivation level of the person in front of him, it was because of the patron saint.

A mere ghost general is only equivalent to a monk in the state of distraction.

He really doesn't like this level.

  "Presumptuous, give it to me!"

The ghost general snarled, and immediately mobilized his energy, saying: "If you are uncommon in cultivation, if you come to this Netherworld, you will only have to die!"

  "Seek your own way!"

Xiao Zhe snorted coldly, and said, "Alright, since that's the case, I'll beat you until you release him on your own initiative!"

boom!
Xian Yuan exploded.

Xiao Zhe mobilized the power of his soul, picked up the spear, and swung it in an arc.

boom!boom!
The ghost cultivators who surrounded him, including the ghost generals, all died under this shot.

  "I'll see who dares to stop me!"

Xiao Zhe cast his eyes on the city gate, walked slowly, and was urged by another force.

There was only one explosion, and the city gate was instantly shattered.

  "Is this Huangquan Road!"

Xiao Zhe looked at the more gloomy road under his feet, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Today, this emperor will venture into this Netherworld!"

He didn't want to come to this damn place again.

However, since you have come, you will not return empty-handed.

Many ghost cultivators rushed out when they heard the sound.

Along the way, Xiao Zhe kept swinging his long spear, and every time he stabbed out, many figures fell down.

Without stopping, he rushed straight towards the Nether Palace.

Just because there was his familiar figure there.

In this Netherworld, the Eye of Reincarnation helped him a lot.

Without this technique, it would not be so easy for him to find Long Qingcheng.

  "Girl, I'm here!"
Xiao Zhe grinned, under the urging of his movements, only a phantom was left on the spot.

It's not that he doesn't want to walk through the air, but that there is some kind of restraint in this world, and it seems that there is also the power of the great way.

Even if his soul returned to the realm of the Immortal Emperor, he could not break the shackles.

Wherever Xiao Zhe went, a large number of ghost cultivators fell down.

These guys are too poor in cultivation, no matter how many times they come.

  "What happened?"

In the hall, the ghost king sitting at the top asked aloud.

Just as he was wondering, a panicked figure ran in.

  "Ghost King, it's not good, a monk who appeared out of nowhere has entered the Netherworld!"

This flustered figure also has the cultivation base of a ghost general.

But looking at his current posture, he can't find the heroic posture of a ghost general, he looks like a bereaved dog.

  "what!"

Hearing this, the Ghost King stood up abruptly, and said in shock: "Who is so courageous to venture into the Netherworld? What are you all doing!"

Hearing the reprimand, the ghost general looked very aggrieved, and said bitterly: "Ghost King, we really can't stop it. In just this moment, dozens of ghost generals have already died at the hands of that boy!"

  "how can that be!"

The ghost king lost his mind slightly, and fell back to his seat.

For thousands of years, this kind of thing has never happened in the Netherworld.

Who on earth has such a great ability.

On the other side, Long Qingcheng was guarded by two ghost generals.

Mei Mou looked at the place where the voice came from.

Immediately, the red lips raised a smile, and whispered: "Master, is that you?"

She didn't know why she had such an idea.

But after much deliberation, Xiao Zhe is the only one who can do this kind of thing.

After her spirit came to this world, she naturally wanted to go back.

But helplessly, her cultivation seemed to be suppressed, and she couldn't exert any strength.

boom!
There was another explosion outside.

Long Qingcheng's eyes lit up instantly.

It was him, it must be him, he came to me!
Although the breath was a little strange, she felt a little familiar in the strangeness.

Only Xiao Zhe could make her feel emotional.

However, if it was him, why would he have such a powerful force.

She is very clear about Xiao Zhe's cultivation, and she will never have the ability to enter the Netherworld.

Is it!

Long Qingcheng thought of something instantly, and couldn't help but look overjoyed.

If Xiao Zhe recovers his cultivation, no one can stop him in the sky and on the earth.

It must be so, her master has returned to the realm of the Immortal Emperor!
  "He's here, you're done!"

Long Qingcheng looked at the Ghost King with a sly smile on his pretty face.

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