Not only did Gou Ji and Quail Yi the two ghost emperors not expect it, but even Xia Yun couldn't have imagined that he would find such an abrupt change. It wasn't until his feet hit the ground, and it wasn't until the silver dragon suddenly turned into a combat knife and returned to his hands that Xia Yun believed that he was not dreaming just now.

Looking at the gold bracelet on his wrist, and then at the war knife in his hand, Xia Yun muttered in his mouth:

"Have you confessed the Lord, and when have you recognized the Lord?"

Xia Yun doesn't believe in two magic weapons, indeed, it must be a magic weapon, and it is a high-level magic weapon, if you don't recognize the master, it is impossible to make such a move to protect yourself, but I can't remember when I recognized the master, where and under what circumstances.

I didn't think much about the whereabouts of the quail-clothed ghost emperor, I felt that I was killed by a war knife. It's just that when Xia Yun took a closer look at the war knife in his hand, he found that there was suddenly a faint blue color on it, and his heart couldn't help but move secretly.

"Could it be that the Ghost Emperor was not killed by the war knife, but completely absorbed his energy by the war knife?"

If this is the case, Xia Yun thought to himself, what else is there to be afraid of in this underworld?

The dilemma is, where to find the cave of the ghost king of the Great Wilderness Mountain, Xiu Jin?

Just when Xia Yun was in a dilemma, a clear message suddenly came from the war knife in his hand: go south along the Styx for 3,200 miles, and turn to the east for 800 miles to the Great Barren Mountain.

"Are you ......?"

"Quail."

It turned out to be the Ghost Emperor, but the voice no longer had the gloom of the Ghost Emperor, but became cold and emotionless.

Xia Yun also knew that the machine spirits of some magic weapons were not self-generated, but were cultivated by absorbing external souls. Could it be that this war knife also needs to be cultivated to produce a weapon spirit?

Overjoyed, Xia Yun stepped on the cicada wing sword and flew rapidly south along the east bank of the River Styx.

The road of three thousand miles was not very far for Xia Yun, who was already in the Jindan period, but it took less than two hours to arrive, so it took more than half an hour to turn east and go east, and sure enough, he came to the bottom of a high mountain.

Looking up, in the blood-colored light, I saw strange rocks, no grass, and from time to time there was a real whirlwind blowing on the ground and the sky was dark, and it took a long time to restore calm.

Naturally, I believe in the words of the quail in the sword, but I just want to say that in the huge mountain of a great wilderness (3) dǐng (3) diǎn (3) small (3) said, .2 ● 3.os_ (); It is certainly not an easy task to find the cave of the ghost king Xiu Jin. Xia Yun was not in a hurry, first stepped on the cicada wing sword and flew straight up the Great Wilderness Mountain, looked at it from top to bottom, and after finding nothing, he was just about to raise his feet and prepare to look for it on foot, when the war knife in his hand automatically flew out.

Xia Yun hurriedly stepped on the cicada wing sword and followed behind, only to see the war knife fly halfway up the mountain and suddenly go down towards a boulder.

There was a loud bang, not to mention the boulder, and the entire halfway up the mountain was split into a deep ravine by the sword.

When the dust settled, a hole was revealed. Without Xia Yun rushing in, there was already a ghost king who respectfully followed the soul of his sister Xia Yi and walked out.

"Sister."

"Sister!"

When the two sisters suddenly met and cried with joy, the war knife sucked the ghost king Xiu Jin into it regardless of it.

Xia Yun, who was just about to withdraw the war knife, suddenly saw that his sister Xia Yi's soul was also suddenly sucked over, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and he couldn't help but exclaim:

"Quail, no!"

However, he didn't pay attention to Xia Yun at all, and Xia Yi's delicate soul was sucked into the battle knife and disappeared in an instant.

"Sister, sister!"

Xia Yun held the sword in his hand, and he wanted to cry without tears.

"Sister, don't panic, it's very safe here, and it's very suitable for our ghosts to live in it."

"Sister, you didn't lie to me?"

"Of course not."

Listening to the voice, Xia Yun also felt that Xia Yi was not only not panicked, but had inexplicable joy.

"So, who's in there?"

"There's only one white-bearded old man, and there's no one else."

"Who is he?"

"He said his name was Quail."

"He's not going to hurt you, is he?"

"No, he can't walk on his own."

At this point, Xia Yun finally put his mind at ease.

"Sister, can there be a method in the cave that is suitable for your cultivation?"

"Sister doesn't have to go to the cave, it's here."

After being convinced that his sister Xia Yi was all right and did not deceive himself, Xia Yun decided to leave the underworld and return to the Wandering Soul Plain the same way, and from there returned to the original land Linglong Cave Heaven.

When Xia Yun told Xia Yi the news, Xia Yi said happily:

"Sister, I'll lead the way."

As soon as the words fell, the war knife in his hand had turned into a silver dragon again, and he arched Xia Yun on his back and rose into the air, but in the blink of an eye, he came to the bank of the Styx, and there were no twists and turns.

In the underworld, Xia Yun didn't know how much time had passed, and when she asked Xia Yi, she didn't have an accurate concept. However, when the two of them saw the Wandering Spirit Plain in front of them, they couldn't help but remember the scene when they first met here.

That was Xia Yi was just a faint wisp of soul, and the timid words and frightened expression made Xia Yun unable to hold back his sad tears. Now that Xia Yi's main soul has finally been rescued, although it is still separated by yin and yang, as long as Xia Yi is diligent in cultivation, he will be able to cultivate a real body one day.

"Sister, it's good to find you."

"Well, thank you, sister. It's just that I'll never see my father and mother again. ”

Yes, it can't all be perfect. My parents have passed away for thousands of years, and I don't know how many reincarnations I have experienced, where can I find their souls?

If Xia Yi's soul hadn't been favored by the Ghost Emperor Xiu Jin, I am afraid that it would not have been able to stay until now. From this point of view, we should be grateful to the ghost emperor Xiu Jin, without him, there would be no reunion between the two sisters after a thousand years.

"Will my sister still be able to find the entrance when she came?"

Obviously, Xia Yi in the battle knife did not have so much emotion in Xia Yun's heart.

"It should be able to be found, but I'm afraid it will take some time."

I know in my heart that my sister Xia Yi is eager to return to the world and see the scenery of the world again, and it is very likely that she wants to go back to her hometown to see. It's just that Xia Yun has not been able to do it so far.

understands that when he gets here, the rest of the way is not something that Xia Yi can know. And that war knife didn't have the slightest aura at that time, so naturally it couldn't remember the entrance when it came.

Faced with the fact that there was no sun, no moon, no stars, no plants, no life, and the same spirit in the dimness, Xia Yun couldn't help but be a little flustered, how to find the original entrance?

I had no choice but to walk around for the time being and see if I could come across the entrance by luck.

On the Wandering Soul Plain, which has no concept of time, Xia Yun doesn't know how long he has been wandering, but he has never found the entrance. Just when she was very anxious, suddenly there was a terrifying coercion in the distance, so that Xia Yun had to clench his sword and mobilize his whole body cultivation to fight it.

Even Xia Yi in the war knife had already felt it, and said worriedly:

"Sister, be careful, the person who comes must not be lower than the Ghost Emperor's cultivation."