"Who are you?"

The rock wall is narrow, and there is no room for three people to stand side by side. The road was full of figures, and Ye Qingqing and the four talismans were surrounded by a group of jailers from the Netherworld.

"Go, go down! Signal! ”

The retreat has been completely blocked by the jailers of the Netherworld, so it is better to fight hard. Ye Qingqing jumped at the moment, and the white in his hand came out of the fire, stunned the fat man who was guarding the elevator called Dafu, and pulled down the downward lever of the elevator.

"Five Ghost Movers!"

Four talismans followed, and four talismans were produced in a row. The earth and rocks are raised, cutting off the narrow rock passage. For a moment, the Netherworld Jailer, who was originally surrounded by him, could not advance.

A runic light soared into the sky, illuminating the dark Netherworld, cutting through the darkness and heading towards the light.

The three talisman masters of Guo Lubai, who were waiting outside, saw the signal, and their faces changed.

"This is a signal for help, the sect leader is in danger!"

The followers of the Dongyang Sect began to attack the Netherworld Prison on a large scale, and the momentum was monstrous.

There is a distance of thirty zhang between the entrance of the elevator and the deepest part of the death row. The rock walls are smooth, and there is nothing to rely on.

It wasn't until the moment his feet stepped on the ground that Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up, and it was dark, with only the sound of gears grinding in her ears.

If the people of the Netherworld Prison destroyed the elevator, then even if they rescued Ye Dongyang, they would not be able to get out.

But it has come to this point, and Ye Qingqing can't take care of that if.

"Let's go!"

This is the deepest death row, and it is also the palace of the former King of Zhanghai. Along the road, torches on both sides of the road spontaneously ignited without wind. The walkway is paved with marble slabs, and the intricate carvings on them show traces of the prosperity of the former palace.

The years are fleeting, this place has not been repaired for a long time, there are traces everywhere, the lacquer paintings are faded and yellowed, and the stones are peeled and broken.

The Netherworld Eight Prisons, all places are guarded by jailers, but this death row is not half a human figure.

Ye Qingqing led the four talismans through the aisle quickly, until a huge bronze door blocked their way.

And in front of this bronze door, a white-haired man was already waiting here.

Seeing a great grandmaster-level opponent like Lou Jing, Ye Qingqing was not worried but happy. There was no fork in the road for her. But Lou Jing arrived here first, indicating that there must be a secret passage leading directly to this palace.

"It must have taken a lot of effort for the little baby to be able to get here!"

"Nether Hell Master. If you are willing to let my father go, the grudge between the Dongyang Sect and the Netherworld will be written off. Otherwise, today, the fish will die and the net will be broken. ”

The intention of death flashed in Ye Qingqing's eyes. The grain and grass of the Dongyang Sect were burned, and Ye Qingqing was unwilling to beg Yang Xian, and there was only one way left in front of her.

Before the food and grass run out, fight to the death and survive!

"If Ye Dongyang comes out of this door, I'm afraid that even the Dongyang Sect won't be your turn to call the shots."

Lou Jing smiled, full of contempt. I'm afraid that if he puts Ye Dongyang on his front foot, Ye Dongyang on his back foot will be able to take the Dongyang Sect to fight with him.

Ye Qingqing never thought that he would be able to move Lou Jing with just a few words, and he was ready to do it immediately.

"Wait! How did you avoid coming here with all the traps in my Netherworld? ”

"Thank you so much for that grandson of your old friend!"

Speaking of Yang Xianlai, Ye Qingqing was full of hatred. Wei Wen died at his hands, and the grain and grass of the Dongyang Sect were burned because of him, and all her roads were blocked by Yang Xian at this moment.

Maybe Yang Xian is waiting for her to beg him! But as soon as he thought that he was going to grovel in front of that hateful boy, Ye Qingqing felt uncomfortable. She made up her mind in her heart that even if she died here, she would not beg Yang Xian.

"Is that the kid really it?"

Unlike the excitement in Ye Qingqing's heart, Lou Jing was very calm at the moment. The deep gaze pierced through the fog, cleared the mystery, and saw the truth behind it.

Ye Dongyang is a hot potato, no matter whether Lou Jing is killed or abolished or released now, in the end, he will provoke the powerful Dongyang Sect and the Netherworld Prison to fight to the death.

Therefore, there is only one way in front of Lou Jing. Drag! Drag it out for as long as you can!

But at this moment, Ye Qingqing's other roads were blocked by Yang Xian. There are only two left, begging Yang Xian, or fighting to the death.

Looking at Ye Qingqing's current posture, she obviously did not choose the previous path.

Thinking of this, Lou Jing sighed, looked at Ye Qingqing, who had already attacked, and suddenly felt a little pity for the girl in front of him.

Little baby, you think you still have the option of fighting to the death. However, in fact, all your other roads have been blocked by Yang Xian, and there is only one left to walk!

Lou Jing suddenly brightened, but Bai Lihuo and Fu Light were already close.

The mentality is different, and the state of the natural shot is also different.

Ye Qingqing and the four talisman masters were in danger, and they had the will to die, and they were ruthless when they made a move.

Lou Jing is at ease, although he is close to the front of the melee, but his posture is elegant.

Lou Jing is like a fish swimming in a river, no matter how wind and waves come, but he is chic and wanton. On the other hand, Ye Qingqing and the others, even if they were determined to die and set off boundless waves, they still couldn't hurt half of them.

"Is this the gap between me and the Grand Master?"

There are thousands of cultivators in the world, although there are different realms in each school according to different cultivation levels. However, in fact, when it came to Ye Qingqing's cultivation, the real gap between the monks was only two layers for her.

Great Grandmasters and Non-Grand Grandmasters!

The Great Grandmaster is an existence that transcends ordinary people and even ordinary monks, and their realm is difficult to fathom, so vague that people can't see clearly.

In fact, there have been many monks throughout the ages who have questioned whether the Grand Master really exists.

However, after all, it is just like watching the sky from a well, smiling and generous.

The deadly rune light and flames attacked, Lou Jing gently flicked it, and the yin thunder in his hand flashed, directly taking Ye Qingqing.

A rune light flashed, and the invisible barrier stood up like an umbrella, blocking Ye Qingqing's face.

"Carving insect skills!"

Lou Jing smiled, and the yin thunder exploded in his hand. The arc of lightning was dazzling, turning into tiny black worms, as if they were alive, and penetrated into the barrier.

Ye Qingqing was shocked at the moment, and the talismans behind her used several defensive spells one after another in a single breath, resisting the black worm that penetrated into the bones.

When I looked back again, Lou Jing's figure was gone.

Ye Qingqing felt a chill behind her, and Lou Jing had already appeared behind her. The yin thunder passed over his hand, and there was a loud sound, and Ye Qingqing couldn't dodge it.

At the moment when the yin thunder hit Ye Qingqing, countless tiny black insects drilled into her body along the pores.

A mouthful of blood was sprayed, and Ye Qingqing felt that there were thousands of insects biting all over his body, and the pain was incomparable.

"Master!"

Ye Qingqing half-knelt beside Lou Jing, but he had no intention of continuing to do it.

"My Netherworld Hell is no bigger than the Dongyang Sect's great cause, but I can't afford to be tossed around like this by you. I once promised Yang Xian that if I met Ye Qingqing again, I could only hurt but not kill, take her away! ”

Lou Jing can't kill Ye Qingqing, otherwise he will inevitably have a bloody battle today. On the contrary, Ye Qingqing, who was seriously injured, was able to make these Dongyang disciples who didn't want to die have any scruples and no longer make trouble.

When Lou Jing thought of this, he felt a breath in his heart, as if he had been tricked by Yang Xian.

"Yang Xian!"

This was the last thing Ye Qingqing said before he fell unconscious, and no one knew what that complicated tone meant.