"Fight!"

A touch of ruthlessness appeared in Ye Wushuang's eyes, anyway, he was dead, maybe he could fight for a glimmer of life in the depths of the eight million miles of mountains.

"Click!"

Ye Wushuang crushed the small Qiankun Movement Talisman in his hand, and his body went towards the depths of the eight million miles of mountains.

"Hmm!"

Ye Wushuang's movements, even if it was the blood-clothed Hou Longmu, was stunned for a moment.

The eight-million-mile mountain can be said to be a well-known fierce place in the mainland, and there are big demons and countless strange visions that have survived for I don't know how many years.

"Kill my son, even if it is an eight-million-mile mountain, don't want to stop me from killing you. ”

The blood-clothed Hou Longmu's extremely cold voice fell, and his body turned into lightning, sweeping towards Ye Wushuang.

At the moment when the Bloody Hou hesitated, Ye Wushuang and the Bloody Cloth Hou opened a distance of several miles.

At this time, in Ye Wushuang's hands, there were less than ten Xiao Qiankun Moving Talismans left.

At this time, Ye Wushuang didn't care about anything else, and without hesitation, he crushed five pieces in a row, and Ye Wushuang's body, under the teleportation power of the Xiao Qiankun Movement Talisman, entered the eight million miles of the mountain.

"Roar!"

The moment Ye Wushuang moved, he saw that in the mountains, there were extremely terrifying giant beasts.

"What's that?"

At this time, Ye Wushuang's body was in the air, and he saw that there was a big mountain in front of him, moving slowly.

The mountain was moving, and Ye Wushuang was taken aback.

When the divine sense shrouded down, I realized that it was a giant tortoise, a giant tortoise that I don't know how many years it had lived, as big as a mountain.

"The Styx, we must find the Styx as soon as possible!"

The Netherworld River is an underground dark river, on the edge of the eight-million-mile mountain, Ye Wushuang desperately ran inside, just looking for the Netherworld, as long as he found the Netherlands, he could escape and ascend to heaven with the help of the Netherlands.

"Boom!"

At this time, a few miles behind Ye Wushuang, a giant beast was directly blasted into a blood mist by the blood-clothed Hou Longmu.

Blood-clothed Hou Longmu rushed over.

"It's humid here, it should be close to the Netherworld!"

Ye Wushuang did not hesitate to crush the little Qiankun Movement Talisman and move it away again.

"Boom!"

The place where Ye Wushuang was just now turned into a big pit under the attack of the blood-clothed Hou Longmu.

"Roar!"

The attack of the blood-clothed Hou Longmu caused the anger of the lord here.

At this time, between the mountains and forests, a terrifying tiger, exuding a terrifying and ferocious fierceness, pounced on the blood-clothed Hou Longmu.

"Get out!"

Seeing that there were demon beasts blocking his way, Ye Wushuang opened the distance between him again, and the face of the blood-clothed Hou Longmu was ugly.

With a roar, a punch slammed out.

The tiger in front of him, his body was directly blasted by the blood-clothed Hou Longmu.

"Little brute, you can't escape!"

With the continuous pursuit, the blood-clothed Hou Longmu faintly developed a fear of Ye Wushuang, and Ye Wushuang's courage and talent made him feel fear.

Bloody Hou felt that if he couldn't kill Ye Wushuang today, then it wouldn't be long before Ye Wushuang might have the strength to kill him.

So today, Ye Wushuang must die.

Blood-clothed Hou Longmu ignored the consumption of the true yuan, and his body pursued at an extremely fast speed.

Xuan Bing's true intention urged, and before the weak demon beasts swept to his side, they turned into ice sculptures and fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang, who was running for his life in front, finally heard the rumbling sound of the Netherworld River flowing, and a touch of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Click!"

Ye Wushuang crushed the small Qiankun in his hand and moved the talisman, and his body moved forward at great speed.

At this time, in Ye Wushuang's hands, there was a small Qiankun Movement Talisman under his body, and Ye Wushuang could only use it to save his life.

At this time, the sky gradually became darker, as if hell was about to appear.

In the sky in front of Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang finally saw the Netherworld.

It's better to say it's the Styx than the Netherland.

What the Styx reveals here is only a small part of the Styx, and the rest of it is on the ground.

At this time, Ye Wushuang urged Zhenyuan and swept away desperately.

"Damn it!"

"If you want to escape with the help of the Netherlands, don't you know that if you enter the Netherworld, you will die and become a ghost?"

At this time, Hou Longmu, who was chasing behind, also heard the rumbling sound of the water and saw the sky as dark as hell.

The Netherworld River can be said to be a forbidden place for humans, and nine out of ten people who enter the Netherworld River will become Yin corpse ghosts.

"It must be slain before it gets close to the Styx. ”

At this time, the blood-clothed Hou Longmu, his eyes were gloomy to the extreme, the white robe on his body instantly turned blood-red, the whole person became extremely demonic, and his speed doubled, even if the Netherworld River was a forbidden place for humans, he was worried that Ye Wushuang would survive with the help of the Netherworld.

Blood-clothed Hou Longmu approached Ye Wushuang at an extremely fast speed.

"Ten miles!"

"Nine miles!"

......

"Five miles!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang was only five miles away from the Netherworld River.

But under the pursuit of the Bloody Marquis, these five miles seem to be an insurmountable abyss.

At this time, the Bloody Cloth Marquis had already been killed.

"Little brute, die!"

At this point, the light here is extremely dark.

"Jiuxuan Fire Dragon Shield!"

"A stick of the dragon!"

At this time, there was still a distance of five miles from the Netherworld River, Ye Wushuang did not use the Xiao Qiankun Movement Talisman to move, but desperately resisted, and the last Xiao Qiankun Movement Talisman could only be used to save his life.

"Boom!"

The bloody marquis's mountain-like punch collided with Ye Wushuang's Fulong stick, and the terrifying power instantly invaded Ye Wushuang's internal organs, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ye Wushuang used the power of the Bloody Cloth Marquis to sweep towards the Netherworld River.

At this time, Ye Wushuang's injury was extremely serious.

If you want to enter the Netherworld, there is still a distance of three miles, if it is usual, this distance can be reached in the blink of an eye, but now, this distance has become insurmountable.

"Do you want to expose the Void Divine Bead?"

Ye Wushuang's face was gloomy to the extreme, the Taixu Divine Bead can be said to be his biggest hole card and secret, as long as he enters the Taixu Divine Bead, he will not die.

But all the time, the Bloody Cloth Hou's divine sense locked on him, and Ye Wushuang had no chance to enter the Taixu Divine Bead Space.

is too void and god-beaded, Ye Wushuang is reluctant to be exposed in front of people, especially those he can't kill.

"Click!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang crushed the last small Qiankun Movement Talisman in his hand.

Ye Wushuang's body was more than a mile away from the Netherworld River at this time, and his face could feel extremely cold, the humid air, and the mist of the Netherworld River had already spread here.

"Boy, you can't escape!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang was seriously injured to the extreme, and he could pass out at any time, but Ye Wushuang gritted his teeth and insisted on not letting himself pass out.

Seeing the Bloody Clothed Marquis who had swept over, Ye Wushuang knew that it was impossible to escape with the help of the Netherworld River, and prepared to enter the Taixu Divine Bead Space.

But at this moment, all of a sudden, in the distance in the Netherworld, a terrifying blood light emitted, turning into a blood bridge that didn't know where it led.

The moment he saw the Blood Bridge, the face of the Bloody Yihou changed greatly, and he hurriedly stopped his body, held his breath, and did not dare to come out of the air.

He looked angrily at Ye Wushuang, who was not far in front of him.