The middle-aged man's speed was so fast that Jiang Ming couldn't even detect it, and he almost teleported directly above Jiang Ming's head. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Be careful!"

Under the scream of the Netherworld, Jiang Ming directly used the Extremely Yin Cold Qi to condense a thick layer of ice on the surface of his body, and used all his strength to defend himself, and then blocked the Netherworld Sword in his hand in front of him.

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished doing this, the figure of the middle-aged man appeared, and with a powerful impact, he kicked directly at the body of the Nether Sword.

The middle-aged man's attack did not fall directly on Jiang Ming's body, under this powerful leg, even through the Nether Sword, those ice cubes covering the surface of Jiang Ming's body were turned into ashes in an instant, and the attack power directly entered his body to carry out wanton destruction in his body.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too big, it is not at the same level at all, and there is no comparison.

Whether it was the strongest attack method Jiang Ming could use, or whether he used all his strength to defend, he seemed vulnerable in front of this middle-aged man.

The next moment, under the impact of the middle-aged man's kick, Jiang Ming's body was directly kicked into the pool of blood.

When Jiang Ming's body slashed through the air, a seal changed in the middle-aged man's hand, and with the change of his seal, the Nether Sword in Jiang Ming's hand seemed to be fluctuating and began to tremble.

The middle-aged man was obviously using some secret method to summon the return of the Nether Sword, if it was someone else, the Netherworld Sword would indeed be summoned back by him, but the person in front of him was Jiang Ming, and the middle-aged man was destined to work in vain.

Jiang Ming himself naturally has no power to shake the summoning power, but fortunately, he has the existence of the Netherworld in his body, as a sword soul, he can be said to be the master of this Netherworld Sword, and the sword body is also his body, when the summoning power rises, the Netherworld restrains the tremor of the sword body, and only then does the Netherworld Sword stabilize and fall into the blood pool with Jiang Ming.

After Jiang Ming fell into the pool of blood, a trace of surprise obviously flashed on the middle-aged man's face, and he was shocked that the Nether Sword had not been summoned back after he had used the secret method.

Then, I saw that the void was distorted, and two Yin soldiers wearing golden armor appeared beside the middle-aged man.

"Hades!"

As soon as the two golden-armored Yin soldiers appeared, they knelt directly on one knee at the middle-aged man.

The strong fluctuations emanating from the bodies of these two golden-armored Yin soldiers would even be feared by cultivators at the peak realm of the Spirit Sect, and they were obviously soul-bearing creatures like the middle-aged man, and they were essentially different from those ordinary Yin soldiers who had no personality and thinking ability.

"Hmph, useless thing, the rat broke in and didn't even find it!"

Two golden-armored yin soldiers appeared, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, and with a slight wave of his hand, he directly drove a powerful force to knock the two gold-armored yin soldiers to the ground.

In the eyes of the middle-aged man, a person of Jiang Ming's strength was undoubtedly a mouse, not to mention letting a person of this strength blend into the underworld, and let him take away the Netherworld Sword, which really made the middle-aged man angry.

"The Immortal Monarch Calms His Wrath ......"

Even after being punished, the two golden-armored Yin soldiers still didn't dare to complain, and quickly knelt on the ground and said in unison.

The middle-aged man didn't look at them either, just stared at the pool of blood, and it could be seen from his iron-blue face that he was already extremely angry at this moment, and the two golden-armored Yin soldiers didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of irritating the adult again.

Jiang Ming naturally didn't know about these things that happened in the cave room, and now he was drowning in the pool of blood.

Although the area of the blood pool is small, the depth is very long, and it has been sinking downward since Jiang Ming fell, and it has not sunk to the bottom until now.

Moreover, this blood pool contains an extremely high temperature, even if it has the strength of the late stage of the Spirit Sect, I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand the erosion of this high temperature.

Fortunately, Jiang Ming's Xuanyin body's ability to resist high temperatures far exceeded that of his peers, and he was able to barely resist the high temperature of the blood pool.

I don't know how long it took, just when the extremely cold qi in Jiang Ming's body was about to be exhausted, he broke away from the blood pool and fell into a pitch-black space.

Although the extreme yin cold qi can barely resist the high temperature of the blood pool, but Jiang Ming's own strength is too weak, and after soaking in the blood pool for so long, even the body of the Xuan Yin has been greatly harmed, if it weren't for the Netherworld to support him, I am afraid that he would have died many times.

As soon as he fell into this pitch-black space, Jiang Ming's eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

"Hey, boy, hold on!" The Netherworld called in his heart, but now Jiang Ming was unconscious and passed out.

This is the bottom of the blood pool, and you can still see the flowing blood above it, but there seems to be a strong force in this space to block the blood above the head, so it doesn't flow.

Jiang Ming passed out in a coma, but he still held the Nether Sword tightly in his hand, and just when Netherworld was in a hurry to heal Jiang Ming, a soft groan broke the silence in this dark space.

"It's been three hundred years, I can't imagine that the old man will be able to see human beings again......" A soft groan came from the void, and the voice was very faint and sounded very hoarse.

"Who!" Netherworld snorted vigilantly, and quickly looked around, in vain, Nether's heart fluctuated, and he saw an old man sitting cross-legged in the corner of the space.

The old man's image was very sloppy, his body was covered with cobwebs, his gray hair dragged from his head to the ground, as if it had not been cleaned for a long time, and even his clothes were covered with a layer of ashes.

Looking at the old man's appearance, it seems that he has not moved for a long time, and his haggard appearance makes people feel that this person seems to be struggling to even speak.

"Unexpected...... This kind of strength has actually survived in the underworld until now, and it seems that your soul body seems to have helped him a lot. ”

"Who are you?" Netherworld asked vigilantly, fortunately Jiang Ming had already passed out at this time, otherwise he would not have scared him stupid when he saw that even the always cunning Netherworld was showing such vigilance.

Netherworld was indeed very vigilant, and although the old man in front of him seemed to be the same as a powerless dying man, he didn't think so.

"The old man is the lord of Nanshan in the town, I don't know who your Excellency is?" The old man whispered.

The old man could sense that the strength of the Netherworld was in the realm of the Spirit Sect, and although people in this realm did not pose any threat to him, the coexistence of the soul body and the living was not something that ordinary people could do.

This is not the same as a simple ghost possession, even if the person who can have this kind of means seems to have average strength, it should not be underestimated, maybe the other party used to be a peerless powerhouse, maybe it was because of what hardships he experienced that caused his strength to fall.

It was precisely because the old man saw through this that he felt that the netherworld was not simple, so he seemed very polite between his words.

"The old man is just a casual cultivator, and he has no reputation, and now that he is trapped here, I don't know if you can help save my disciple."

Netherworld said lightly, the strength of the old man couldn't even be seen through by him, if he could help Jiang Ming heal his injuries, not only could he be poured, but he would also save him a lot of trouble.

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter!"

The old man said softly, and then saw a black gas forming on the surface of Jiang Ming's body, directly merging into his body.

Casting demonic energy, this is a unique method of demon cultivators, and as soon as the old man makes a move, he directly explains that he is a cultivator.

Demon Qi was originally a means with extremely strong damage, but under the deliberate control of the old man, the demon qi entered Jiang Ming's body and directly destroyed the damage that was eating away at his body.

The Netherworld was in Jiang Ming's body, and he could naturally understand what happened to him clearly.

Seeing that the old man was indeed healing Jiang Ming, Netherworld could be regarded as a little bit of relief, but as an old slippery head, he still kept an extra eye.

After all, he didn't know the old man in front of him, even if the other party was helping Jiang Ming heal his injuries, but the heart of guarding against people was indispensable, and it was always good to keep an eye on it.

Time passed slowly, and the injuries on Jiang Ming's body gradually improved, and I don't know how long it took, his eyes slowly opened, and he looked at the dark space around him with puzzled eyes.

"Huh?"

Jiang Ming let out a soft sigh, and as soon as he appeared, he found that the powerful force in his body was healing his injuries.

"Be quiet, this time you kid is lucky, you met someone to help you." At this moment, the voice of the Netherworld sounded and reminded.

Jiang Ming was shocked, the underworld used to communicate with him in his heart, but this was the first time he had spoken to him in a voiceover in front of the outside.

Hearing this, Jiang Ming immediately glanced around, wanting to see who was helping him heal.

When Jiang Ming's eyes finally fell on the old man in the corner, he was also shocked a lot.

He couldn't even see through the strength of the other party, and he was also surprised, why did such an old man appear here? The most important thing is that the Netherworld even talked to him in a voiceover when he knew that there was an outsider, and it was obvious that the other party had already known about the existence of the Netherworld.

As soon as he regained consciousness, Jiang Ming faced all kinds of problems, but he chose to be quiet for a while, and after a while, when Jiang Ming's injuries recovered to be able to move freely, the old man paused.

When he was on it, Jiang Ming was first attacked by the middle-aged man, and then soaked in the hot blood pool for a long time, no matter which one it was, it was a huge trauma.

If it weren't for his own physique, if it weren't for the Netherworld power supporting him, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago.

The old man only cleared up some of his larger injuries, and Jiang Ming could recover the rest of his injuries by taking some time himself.

"Thank you seniors for your help!" After recovering a little, Jiang Ming walked up to the old man and thanked him with a bow.

"There is no need for this, the same is the end of the world, and the old man has not seen the shadow of a human being for hundreds of years, so you can repay me even if you talk to me."