The pill slid down his throat and into his abdomen, and in a moment, he felt that the true qi of his whole body was drumming and hot, his meridians were swelling, his bones were gurgling, his blood was flowing rapidly, and his body seemed to be about to explode. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This feeling was only for a moment, and after that, Nangong Yi intuitively felt refreshed and refreshed, and his whole body strength returned, and the broken muscles and bones just now seemed to have all recovered, and his qi and blood were indescribably comfortable

This surprise was not trivial, Nangong Yi opened his mouth wide and looked at the white-robed old man and said, "This ...... This soul blood bodhi is really ......"

"It's really incredible, like a miracle medicine, right?" the white-robed old man said when he saw that he was surprised.

Nangong Yi nodded again and again, the shock in his heart did not disappear, but he didn't know how to speak.

The white-robed old man waved his hand and said, "Okay, now that all your magic spells have been restored, you can shoot at me now, right?"

Nangong Yi originally thought that the white-robed old man was boasting, so he was very disdainful of him. But now that he had taken the Soul Blood Bodhi, the pill was able to heal the serious injuries on his body in a moment, and he had no doubts about the words of the white-robed old man in his heart. So he possessed himself and said: "The younger generation is arrogant, underestimating the heroes of the masters of the underworld, and hoping that the seniors will forgive their sins." ”

The white-robed old man touched his white beard and said, "Well, you already know that that's good." Oh, I just heard you say that you came here to save your brother's life, right?"

Nangong Yi saw that he was on the right topic at this time, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart: "Yes, I have a brother who was killed by a traitor, and according to the words of the Holy Lord of Wanren, he must obtain the soul green mud and the water of the Lethe River in the Yellow Spring of the Underworld to restore his god form." Because of this, the younger generation dared to come here to seek two divine objects. ”

When the white-robed old man heard this, his blurred face darkened slightly, as if he was frowning and thinking. After a while, his body shook and said to Nangong Yi: "Boy, the reason why the old ghost saved your life just now was not because the old ghost was merciful. It's just that the old ghost had a past with your Terran Emperor Gongsun before his death. Originally, it didn't hurt to talk to you, but I'm afraid it will take a lot of delay.

Don't you know that anyone who comes to this underworld must return to the world within six hours, and once it exceeds six hours, I am afraid that the soul spirit will be trapped here, and there will be no day to return. You said that you asked for the soul green mud and the water of Lethe, which was originally impossible, but the old ghost was worried about the grace of Emperor Gongsun, so he could only make an exception for you. ”

Nangong Yi heard him mention the name of Emperor Gongsun, and said in his heart: "I heard Emperor Wanren say that the fifth holy lord of the human race has the surname Gongsun, could it be that this old man in white robe was actually favored by him? That was a thousand years ago." He also said, "Since he has been blessed by Emperor Gongsun, then today is the right time, as long as I take the soul green mud and the water of the Lethe River, I will return to the Hellcliff Cave, but I can't bury myself here before I get out of the school!" Thinking so, it is needless to say that he is happy.

The white-robed old man changed his words and said: "But I can only give you the soul green mud in the Yellow Spring, but the water of the Lethe River is difficult to help." As for why, you don't need to ask me, the old ghost won't tell you!"

This can pour a basin of cold water on Nangong Yi's head, and he can't ask, but he keeps guessing in his heart why this old man doesn't help people to the end.

The white-robed old man was stunned when he saw him standing on the cliff of the mountain, and immediately turned around and said, "If you want to take the Yellow Spring Soul Green Mud, follow me and don't make a sound." With that, his figure wandered and he headed towards a mountain peak to the north.

Nangong Yi was disappointed in his heart, but since he came, he couldn't go back empty-handed, so he immediately stopped hesitating, sealed the golden-eyed Cangyi beast put away the Xuanhuo Reverse Blade, and teleported to follow the white-robed old man.

I only heard the sound of water rumbling in my ears, the wind howling, and the darkness all around. The white-robed old man swayed flickering, drifting towards the dim depths of the mountain in the distance. Behind the Blood Waterfall was a huge empty cavern, cold and silent. The river of blood recurred and stirred, rolling and noisy, forming a huge cold pool.

There was a sudden "boom" in his ears, and a wild roar erupted around him, as if countless miserable souls were shouting in unison. The walls of the cave were violently stirred and deafening.

Nangong Yi was startled, and looked intently, only to see that the four walls of the cave were full of caves, and each cave was surrounded by extremely thick black and cold iron fences on six sides.

The cave was full of withered ghosts and the bones of rancid monsters, constantly slamming against the iron fence, screaming at him like crazy, miserable and miserable, as if they were desperately hoping for his rescue. Every time it hits, those Yin Snake bones will howl and tremble in pain, and the soul Yin Spirit will almost burst out of their bodies, and Rao is still roaring and impacting.

All of a sudden, the soul light in this dark and dead cave shone brightly, and the noise was boiling.

The white-robed old man was flying rapidly, leading Nangong Yi to move along the Blood River, passing through the gloomy and long ghost mountain, breaking through the black and vast haze and mist, and flying silently towards the deeper and more confused front.

Suddenly, the waves roared, and there was another flying cliff in front of him, and the river of blood turned into a bloody waterfall and rushed down again.

Nangong Yi drove the bird downward, looking at the misty pool under the heavy blood mist, and his heart sank: "His uncle's spicy sour soup, will there be any ghosts and ghosts in this blood pool?"

Sure enough, when he was approaching the blood pool, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound, and the blood wave rushed to the sky, and a huge demon beast roared and rushed up. Nangong Yi was about to make a move, but with a wave of the white-robed old man's sleeve robe, the ghost and demon beast whined and hissed into the snow river.

Nangong Yixin said: "Yes, these rancid demon beasts and evil snakes are indeed the ghost envoys of the underworld who guard the yin soul in the underworld ghost gate, so they will be respectful to the white-robed old man in front of him." His uncle's spicy and sour soup, I don't know what ghosts and monsters are hidden under these pools?"

The river of blood was raging, and there was a flying cliff in front of it. In such a roundabout, layer by layer, under each level of the flying cliff blood waterfall, there is indeed a demon beast evil snake guarding it.

Nangong Yi has been familiar with the anecdotes of Shenzhou since he was a child, and he has treasured the fierce beasts above Shenzhou in the past, and these ghost beasts and evil snakes guarding the waterhole turned out to be the fierce beasts on Shenzhou thousands of years ago. If it weren't for the white-robed old man leading the way, I would have come alone for fear of another tribulation.

When he reached the edge of the ninth-level flying cliff, Nangong Yi drove the birds, and suddenly the fishy wind was fierce, the dark fog dispersed, and ten thousand black lights shot out from below to penetrate the heavy dark fog, and he suddenly saw a magnificent landscape that he had never seen in his life.

Nangong is easy to drive the bird, and the volley is in all directions. Overhead, a black blood mist shrouded him, and below him were billowing blue and black clouds, boundless. The wind roared, the blood mist surged, and the sea churned, dark and evil.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck, and the snow was bright all around, and for some reason, he suddenly found himself in a huge and deep abyss.

By the flash of lightning, he saw that the abyss was about 5,000 zhang long, and the cliffs were ringing, and the surrounding cliffs were all hanging and pouring huge blood waterfalls, and the waves were roaring, and the source of the abyss could not be seen, and the end could not be seen below. The four walls are misty with blood and gas, like a red curtain of cracked waves, which sets a dazzling blood edge for the raging clouds.

The lightning is gone, and everything is back to darkness. Suddenly, there was another "boom" and a thunderstorm, and the sky shook. The clouds trembled violently, rippling like ripples, and the whole world seemed to be about to collapse.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden loud bang below, and ten thousand flying flames shot into the sky, piercing through the misty mist. The heavens and the earth were steeply bright, and between the clouds and blood mist, countless pillars of purple and black light flew through the sky, spinning in clusters, and the red rays flowed away and changed.

The glare was great, and the purple and dazzling light burst into the sky, and the gray and red blood mist below dissipated into nothingness.

The purple-black light was projected on the vast blood mist above, and the light and shadow swayed, stretching and flowing, forming the shape of countless demons and demons and evil spirits, as if they were dancing with teeth and claws on the top of their heads, ready to pounce.

The surrounding blood waterfalls roared and roared, and the noise was rushing down, and the momentum was overwhelming. The vast blood waterfall was hideous under the reflection of the black and purple light, faintly flashing with scarlet blood light.

In the waterfall and rapids, thousands of netherworld evil snakes howled and fell, the cries resonated, turbulent and swirling in the abyss, and the sound of the wind with the mournful cry was even more strange and terrifying.

The yin wind roared and roared backwards from below, freezing to the bone. Nangong Yi's hair and clothes were hunting and encouraging, and his eyes were pierced by the purple-black light. In a hurry, he had to transport the purple electric divine pupil and look down on it against the light.

The depths below were unfathomable, the blazing light was dazzling, and countless blue and blue, cold, crimson, blood, and dark gray rays of light and silver snakes burst out wildly, flying staggered from under the abyss, rushing upwards like lightning. Dazzling, magnificent, as if countless dragon fireworks burst out and danced, and like thousands of windward flowers blooming in the wind, competing for beauty.

When billions of colored lights collide with each other, a string of electric sparks appears, accompanied by a piercing and sharp cry, like a howl, and like a cheer.

The surrounding waterfalls poured down, and the thousands of evil dragons mixed in with them were tossed and danced by the huge waves, hitting the purple-black light that rushed in, and the pain shook violently, and they flew straight upwards abruptly. With a howl in his mouth, his blue eyes flashed with a cold and fierce light, as if he had suddenly been resurrected, flying vertically and horizontally, rushing into the surrounding waterfall curtains and disappearing without a trace.

The white-robed old man wandered away in the purple and black light, spinning and rushing towards the vast white light below the ravine.

Nangong Yi hurriedly shouted: "Senior, be careful!" As soon as these words came out, he suddenly felt that there was something to add to it. Xin said: "Although this is the underworld, but the white-robed old man, as the Qing Ying Venerable, has immortal skills, since he is possessed, he must be able to come and go freely."

Nangong Yi saw that the white-robed old man was flying rapidly between the brilliant lights of the Dao, and the red mang's qi arrow flew past him. At that moment, he also pulled out the Xuanhuo Reverse Blade and flew to follow, and wherever he passed, he felt the yin wind blowing on his face.

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