The candle in Li Xuehuang's hand was the Soul Attracting Candle, and it was thanks to this candle that he was able to find Xia Chongming smoothly. If you want to find someone's soul, you can judge the distance to that person's soul by the brightness of the flame by burning the hair of the person you want to find on the flame of the candle.

Emperor Li Xuehuang protected the flame of this soul-attracting candle and found the gate of the netherworld all the way from the old netherworld, but unexpectedly met Yan Mo, who had been waiting there for a long time.

As soon as Yan Mo saw that it was him who came to make the second time, he became angry, this man not only snatched his beloved master away, but also harmed her master and finally jumped off the reincarnation platform in tears!

Before Emperor Li Xuehuang could approach the Netherworld Gate, Yan Mo stretched out his claws and grabbed at Emperor Li Xuehuang.

Emperor Li Xuehuang only has a little divine power now, he is always talented, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is no match for Yan Mo, who has practiced for thousands of years. He protected the soul-attracting candle in his hand while dodging Yan Mo's chain of attacks.

"Yan Mo! Don't mess around! He dodged and reprimanded Yan Mo.

"Who are you?" Yan Mo asked knowingly.

Still want to call him? Five thousand years ago, he was still a kitten, so naturally he couldn't beat the man in front of him, but five thousand years later, now he is so powerful that even the Jade Emperor above the Nine Heavens dare not provoke, a reincarnated Yang God, and still want to reprimand him?

Not to mention that he has never only listened to Chongming's words, what kind of thing is he Liuyu?

Yan Mo had a hideous face, and he was dressed in black and shuttled freely. He was like a fried kitten, attacking Li Xuehuang all the way.

Emperor Li Xuehuang was not Yan Mo's opponent in the first place, and now he had to retreat one after another.

"I'm ...... Plum...... Liuyu! ”

His tone was very hesitant, as if he didn't want to say the name, and his dodging steps paused slightly.

"Okay, it's you who hit it!"

Yan Mo kicked out one side kick, hitting Li Xuehuang's chest, kicking him several meters away, his chest was rippling with blood-colored ripples, just being kicked and staggered, it was not a big deal.

Yan Mo looked at the blood-colored ripples on his body and frowned slightly.

After Emperor Li Xuehuang stabilized, he explained his intention to Yan Mo in advance, if he wanted to take Xia Chongming away, the most important thing was to pass Yan Mo's pass.

He was about to step forward, when suddenly the soul-attracting candle in his hand suddenly went out, and the originally bright fire instantly became confused, much weaker than before, and even showed signs of extinguishing.

Li Xuehuang shouted that it was not good, this soul-attracting candle can not only find the location of the soul, but also show the state of the soul, if this soul-attracting candle is extinguished, it can only prove one thing--- the owner of the soul has been scattered!

Obviously, Xia Chongming is in crisis, if he is still entangled with Yan Mo here, Xia Chongming's life is in danger! Don't say it's borrowing a corpse to return her soul, she only has a dead end with her soul flying!

Emperor Li Xuehuang hurriedly held the soul-attracting candle and shouted at Yan Mo: "Yan Mo, let me go and save your master!" She's dying! ”

The flame of the candle grew weaker and weaker, as if it would turn into nothingness when the breeze blew it.

Yan Mo raised his palm and stepped forward, continuing to deliver a fatal blow. He was also really shocked when Emperor Li held the soul-attracting candle in front of him, could it be that something really happened to his master?

Before leaving, he had repeatedly instructed the ghost not to take his master to the dark forest behind the sea of flowers on the other side. Five thousand years ago, her master tried his best to seal her senior sister Huofeng again, and only the master could unlock the seal.

Could it be that the owner with no memory really broke into the sealed land? Yan Mo's eyes instantly became cold, the one in this netherworld who wanted his master's soul to fly away the most was Feng Qingyan!

He retracted his move, pulled Li Xuehuang over, and the two of them turned into an afterimage and flew into the netherworld. The two looked for the candlelight of the soul-attracting candle, and soon found Xia Chongming.

Xia Chongming looked at the person in front of him who came to save her, it was Li Xuehuang, who killed her yesterday. For a while, my heart was extremely complicated, this person wanted to kill her a few days ago, but why did he save her today?

After Emperor Li Xuehuang took over Feng Qingyan's karma, he returned it to Feng Qingyan the way it came, but Feng Qingyan smiled contemptuously and dodged lightly. The karmic fire fell to the ground, and instantly ignited a blood-red flame, and the flowers on the other side of the flame turned to charred ash in the blink of an eye.

"Senior brother!" Feng Qingyan raised his eyebrows and looked at Emperor Li Xue.

"I'm not your junior brother!" Li Xuehuang took out a black-red peach pit from his body, and the peach pit changed into a sharp sword in his hand, and the sword was blood-red and blood-red throughout, revealing a dark red light.

He raised the sword in his hand and stabbed towards Feng Qingyan. Feng Qingyan smiled, raised the long whip in his hand and fought with him.

For a while, the sword light whip marks were staggered with each other, and the two people rose in the air, fighting in the sky without a victory.

Yan Mo saw Xia Chongming collapse weakly on the ground, and flew over to help her up. Xia Chongming's figure was sloppy, and Yan Mo could even see his hands holding her through her body.

Her soul was so badly injured, if he hadn't arrived in time with Emperor Li Xuehuang, she would have been shocked and tortured by Feng Qingyan.

Yan Mo hugged her and sobbed softly, his master was a yin god, thinking that he was the most ruthless character in the world who others did not dare to provoke, how could he become like this after losing all his memories and let others bully.

If he had rushed to the reincarnation platform in time to stop his master from drinking that bowl of soup, would his master still be so resolute?

Xia Chongming heard Yan Mo's sobbing, raised his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, and smiled shallowly: "Momo, you came to save me?" Why are you crying? Man, how can you cry? “

There was a sound of Li Xuehuang and Feng Qingyan fighting overhead, Xia Chongming turned his head sideways, and muttered, "How could he come to save me......

Li Xuehuang held the blood-colored sword in his hand, and threw out a blood-colored mist blade with one hand, but Feng Qingyan easily raised the long whip in his hand, and with a "snap", this mist blade was reduced to nothing.

Even if she Feng Qingyan has been sealed for five thousand years, she is also Nuwa's eldest disciple, and as a fire phoenix, the power of the demigods in her body will not be weakened by the passage of time!

Although she had just broken through the seal and her body was still a little stiff, it was still more than enough to deal with the mortal body of Emperor Li Xuehuang.

Li Xuehuang showed all the killing moves he had learned, and he didn't have the upper hand in front of Feng Qingyan.

The tip of his sword pointed to the sky, and several illusory swords instantly appeared behind him, these swords condensed and formed behind him, each extremely sharp, Li Xuehuang decisively swung forward, and hundreds of swords shot at Feng Qingyan in unison.

Feng Qingyan chuckled, and his figure was suddenly wrapped in a red fire, and disappeared in the firelight in a blink of an eye. In the next second, she stood behind Li Xuehuang with a sinister and smug face, and slashed at Li Xuehuang's neck with a knife.