Suddenly, one day the wind was blowing, the sky was dark and invisible, the sound of children crying spread all over the mountains, everyone was surprised, and they formed groups to explore it, and saw a child, dressed in animal skins, wearing an ancient wooden hat, his eyes were green, and the skin in his eyes was emerald green, and his ears were hanging down his shoulders, and there was infinite vitality emanating out.

At a glance, the child stopped crying, and fled in front of countless masters.

Someone looked at the place where the child had stood, and saw a new green burst out of the earth, rising from the ground in a few breaths, and the branches and leaves covered the heavens and the earth.

The old man with a wind candle was exhaling in front of the tree, feeling that his vitality was slowly recovering, and he was overjoyed, and ordered someone to find the trace of the child.

The Jiazi tree is transformed by the spiritual power of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon is fully contained, and there is a small slit in the center of its eyebrows, which can refine the living soul, turn it into vitality, and nourish and strengthen itself.

There is a sword in my heart, which is the remnant of the dead wood sword and sword spirit in the past, so the Jiazi tree has dead wood in spring, immortal and indestructible.

Seven thousand years have passed, and the appearance of the innocent Jiazishu child has not changed, but his mind has become a demon.

It set up an ambush in the Netherworld, using its own longevity fruit as bait for people from the outside world to covet it, and refined the martial arts that came with it dozens of times.

The Jiazi tree became more and more terrifying, and even had the strength to fight against the saint, which made it more and more unscrupulous and insatiable.

Until one day, a scholar and a masked woman went to the center of the Netherworld to talk for the night.

Jiazishu didn't want to miss such a powerful flesh and blood, and seized the opportunity to make a move, but the scholar just looked up at it, and then said something inexplicable.

"It's not your child, but you can't let it run amok, it's time to take care of it. ”

Jiazishu was horrified to find that he couldn't move at all, it was like a wood carving, quietly watching the scholar and the woman talk from sunset to dawn, the scholar left, the woman also sighed, turned to leave.

Jiazishu was afraid of the scholar, but he followed the woman and seized the opportunity to sneak attack, this time it succeeded, because it knocked the woman's face towel away, but to its incredible surprise, the woman grabbed it in one hand.

She finally let it go, only to abolish its years of cultivation, and it secretly hated it in its heart, but it was more amazed and scared.

It's not a human race, but that woman is really beautiful, so beautiful that there is no concept of male and female, and the Jiazishu is unprecedentedly terrifying.

Jiazishu thought that the matter was over, but he didn't expect that night, a person came, hazy, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but his breath was very strong and his voice was very old.

"In the future, don't kill innocents indiscriminately, the person you have to wait for appears, don't add more cause and effect to him, after all, he is the successor chosen by my old master. ”

After saying that, the figure vanished, and the Koshiki knew who it was, and it had seen it, because that figure was the master of the Netherworld, the only existence that it feared before today.

It also knows that he is not a man, but a sword.

......

Ning Feng and Su Muyu entered the Netherworld, the old man put on a hat, the ugly woman held up a bamboo umbrella, they were on guard in front to explore the way, Su Muyu and Ning Feng pushed Ji Yun to follow behind.

Ning Feng's expression was a little strange, he obviously felt the terrifying soul consciousness permeating the Netherworld Forest before, but when his hands touched Ji Yun's wheelchair, that feeling of depression disappeared, it seemed that this was also a magic weapon, Ning Feng thought to himself.

"I don't know what happened to my brother and that person, our cultivation has been suppressed, and the cultivation of the ghost saint can't resist it, this Netherworld Forest is really terrifying, no wonder the scholar will persuade us not to take risks, but he said that if you go, you must go to the big tree in the center to see, but it makes me wonder......"

Ji Yun frowned, his face was worried, and his eyes were a little puzzled and confused.

"Master, don't worry, the eldest prince's cultivation is far above me and the ghost, I'm afraid this strange prohibition can't help him. ”

Mei said comfortingly, but her eyes looked at the ghost, a little worried.

"Nether...... This place is indeed not simple, but there is still no threat to the Supreme and above. ”

The ghost's expression was a little solemn, and he pondered for a long time before he spoke, and when he saw everyone looking at him suspiciously, he regained his kind appearance, showing his big yellow teeth and laughing.

"These are all things that the Realm Lord told me before leaving. ”

Everyone nodded in relief, only the ugly woman's eyebrows were more puzzled.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

On the other side, Ye Xiaohu supported Feng Xingtian, and with the other hand, Ling'er was on his back, but he didn't know where to go for a while.

"Lean to the center, those people outside won't let me and you go. ”

Feng Xingtian is very weak, which shows that the injury is indeed not light.

Ye Xiaohu thought about it, those people outside wanted to capture Ling'er, a fox girl, and their own cultivation was ......

Ye Xiaohu was shocked to find that his cultivation had actually turned into a triple spiritual vein, and he looked up just in time to see Feng Xingtian's equally shocked eyes next to him.

"The ominous in the netherworld has appeared, our realm has been suppressed, this is bad, those people behind will definitely chase after it immediately, let's go quickly!"

Feng Xingtian and Ye Xiaohu realized the seriousness of the problem at the same time, and as soon as Feng Xingtian said it, Ye Xiaohu helped him to speed up.

"Let's go, where do you want to go, the one on the side, you can leave, but you have to leave the fox girl on your back." ”

The fourth prince happened to catch up at this time, and he was overjoyed in his heart, God helped me, he was afraid that Feng Xingtian would do the battle of the trapped beast, and with his strength as a martial king, he would lose both with himself and others.

Well, now, not only has everyone's realm been suppressed to the same level, but even the troublesome people from the Heavenly Wind Academy have changed their way to the Netherworld Forest.

"Little brother, you quickly take your fox friends and leave, leave it to me here, I am the son of the Feng family, they don't dare to do anything to me. Feng Xingtian's voice was a little anxious.

"Big brother said with a smile, although I, Ye Xiaohu, am not a great character, I also know that I know how to repay my kindness, how can I turn around and leave when I encounter danger. Ye Xiaohu shook his head, his voice was not loud, but it was extremely firm.

"Haha, okay, I can know a person like you when I am dying, it is a great luck in this life!" Feng Xingtian and Ye Xiaohu glanced at each other, and laughed loudly at the same time.

"If my brother doesn't give up, if you and I are lucky enough not to die today, how about becoming brothers with different surnames?" Ye Xiaohu said.

"That's how it couldn't be better! I don't know what to call the virtuous brother?"

"Brother Feng is on top, little brother Ye Xiaohu. ”

"How can it be him!"

The two laughed again, but it made the four princes angry, and these two guys were inevitably too blind.

"Give it to me, there are only enemies here, no acquaintances today!"

As soon as these words came out, He Jin and Ouyang Li on the side looked awe-inspired, this is to let Feng Xingtian be buried here!

"Brother Feng, you recover from your injuries first, I can deal with such a small role alone. Ye Xiaohu saw that Feng Xingtian's injuries were too serious, and he was afraid that if he rashly made a move, he was afraid that he would be worried about his life.

"Okay, Brother Xian, be careful, delay for a moment and a half, I will recover a little, and I will help you!"

Ye Xiaohu put Ling'er down gently, a short sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, he slowly took a few steps forward, and saw more than a dozen figures approaching and getting closer, his face sinking like water.

Keng ......

The sound of weapons colliding is endless, Ye Xiaohu has learned countless martial arts and secret methods under the careful guidance of the two saint-level masters over the years.

He had fought against fierce monsters, and had fought one-on-one with people many times, but he had never been besieged because he had two terrifying escorts by his side.

How terrible is a saint-level powerhouse? It's hard to say, it's just that in Nanchuan, where this martial king can dominate one side, two saint-level powerhouses are around to protect him, and even if the Tianfeng Emperor knows about it, he will have to be respectful, and he won't dare to come out.

Ye Xiaohu dodged a stick sideways, and a cold light slashed through the sword in his hand, and the man's eyes gradually dimmed, and finally he fell to the ground with a bang.

Seventeen people, counting the breath and fighting, each of them and Ye Xiaohu are just a face, people of the same level, six died tragically, four were abolished, and the remaining seven stood in a row, looking at them with some fear, and swallowed their saliva with difficulty.

Looking at Ye Xiaohu again, he didn't see the slightest trace of blood all over his body, and even his clothes were not scratched, but only he knew that he couldn't last long.

His face was a little pale, and his right hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, but he was very well disguised, and it looked like he was brewing a sword move.

His weakness is too obvious, that is, he does his best in every move, but it is a heads-up style of play, which is not suitable for the melee in front of him.

He has faith, he is alone in the same realm, and he is not afraid of anyone, because he is a disciple of those two men.

Thinking of those two guys, Ye Xiaohu was rarely worried about them, knowing that they were obviously very strong, but he was still uneasy.

Don't die, I don't know you two bastards, who slept with my mother back then, he thought like this, and suddenly smiled, it turned out that he lived such a bad life, the two brothers were drunk, and let their mother conceive themselves in a daze, and they were born, and the old lady ran away, leaving these two old guys to bring themselves up.

One of them taught himself to learn the sword, and the other taught himself to learn the sword, and he was indeed a genius, as soon as he learned, he understood as soon as he listened, and as soon as he moved, he used the knife to kill the simple and honest uncle who took in the three of them.

Said that it was just a discussion, and the point was so far, but he didn't expect to be careless for a while, and mistakenly killed the benefactor who took in his family, and he now remembers the smile of the uncle when he was dying.

At that time, Ye Xiaohu didn't understand, when he was ten years old, he understood, that uncle could actually hide, but behind him, it was his elderly mother, the uncle walked very peacefully, Ye Xiaohu knew that he didn't blame himself, but he made up his mind not to use the knife in the future.