I looked around, pulled Lu Zhiruo into a hidden crack in this stone valley, and said, "You are here, don't run around." ”

Lu Zhiruo suddenly grabbed my hand nervously and said in a trembling voice, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to help, you're an ordinary person, it's too dangerous." I said.

"Don't, don't leave me." Lu Zhiruo was in tears.

"I won't leave you behind, you wait here for a while." I said, took Lu Zhiruo's hand, and then set up a breathing circle, and hurried to the direction where the mana fluctuations came from.

Ten miles away, hundreds of Netherworld beings and a group of Onmyoji were in a battle.

I poked my head out from behind a pitch-black rock, my pupils constricting.

I saw Nangong Haoran, who was half-black and half-white, and the members of the ninth game who were with him last time.

Nangong Haoran roared again and again, and the black and white yin and yang hands on his hands emitted a terrifying black light, leaving stumps and broken bodies everywhere he passed.

But just then, I saw a man in the ninth game being plunged into the chest with one hand by a Netherlife, and then another Netherlife wringed off his head.

My head went blank for a moment, and all I saw was blood.

Several onmyoji of the ninth game howled in pain, and the mana light on their bodies was a little stronger again.

One by one, the Netherworld Beings fell, but I also saw one by one Onmyoji die tragically on the spot.

"Fight to the death!" Nangong Haoran roared sadly.

"Fight to the death!" The rest of the members of the ninth game responded one after another, spilling blood in the bloody strangulation field to fight for their lives.

My throat was dry and my heart was pounding and contracting.

I struggled to control my surging killing intent, carefully observing these nether beings.

The lowest strength of these Nether Beings should be green skin color, and the stronger the strength, the greener the skin color will be, and the more human-like it will be.

For example, the netherworld who is now fighting with Nangong Haoran is estimated to be called a netherworld first, because except for his bluish complexion, he is almost no different from humans.

At this moment, I looked at a huge spider-body human-faced beast behind this group of nether lifeforms, which was exuding a strong netherworld energy, allowing those netherlife beings to be constantly replenished.

Originally, the combat power of the people in the ninth game should be equal to these nether lives, and they would not be weak.

But it was precisely because of the existence of this spider-faced beast that the strength of the two sides was reduced by the other, and the Netherlife gradually occupied an overwhelming advantage, and more and more members died.

If this continues, all the members of the ninth game will be exhausted.

I gritted my teeth, I had to kill the arachnoid human.

I put a breath charm on myself and quietly approached.

At that moment, the spider-faced beast seemed to realize something, and turned to look back.

But luckily I shrank quickly and hid behind a rock.

So, the spider-faced beast turned back again, and began to continuously urge the netherworld energy to emanate.

I crawled forward again, to the back of the spider-faced beast.

At this moment, the spider-faced beast felt something again and turned around.

I was waiting for this moment, and even a person with a knife cut a long rainbow, straight into the head of the spider-faced human-faced beast.

This knife can be said to have squeezed the limit of my potential.

"Poof"

The blade sank into the spider's head with a human face, and the mana exploded, twisting wildly in an instant.

I saw that the spider head of the spider-faced beast had become a pile of minced flesh in an instant.

I breathed a sigh of relief and drew my knife and prepared to join the fight.

"Be careful!"

At that moment, a woman not far from me screamed and lunged at me.

I was stunned for a moment, pushed away by the woman, and then I saw two huge spider feet as cold as blades piercing the woman's chest.

The woman spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbed the two spider feet that passed through her chest with both hands, lifted them up with her last strength, and said sharply: "Its cover door is in the lower abdomen." ”

My eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and it felt as if my soul had been torn apart.

At this moment, even I didn't notice it, the circle of tattoos on my right wrist suddenly burned, and in an instant my hand was covered in a layer of black light.

"Ahh

I roared, swung my sword, and slashed in.

In the blood-colored wave of knives, the shape of a claw appeared.

The lower abdomen of the spider-faced human-faced beast was suddenly dissected like tofu, and the cyan liquid flowed to the ground, and there was no life fluctuation in an instant.

As the spider-faced beast fell, I lifted up and took the woman down.

It's just that she's stopped breathing forever.

"Xiaochen!" Nangong Haoran roared violently, and fought hard to hit the netherworld, and his black and white hands suddenly smashed the head of the netherworld.

Without the energy replenishment of the spider-faced beast, and the death of the leading Netherworld, the rest of the Netherworld creatures were suddenly somewhat defeated.

It wasn't long before the remaining hundred or so Nether Creatures began to retreat.

I sat on the ground in despair, holding the woman, and then I recognized that she was the young lady who was beside me when Nangong Haoran and Qu Yuanshan were fighting, and explained with a smile Nangong Haoran's hands.

She died to save me, because I didn't know that the spider-faced beast's cover was actually in the lower abdomen, and I thought it was on the head like most creatures.

Nangong Haoran and the rest of his companions stood in front of them, dead silent.

"You go and help clean up the bodies of the other brothers." Nangong Haoran said to the rest.

The rest nodded, dispersed, and began to collect the bodies of the dead members along with the surviving members of the Ninth Bureau.

Nangong Haoran stretched out his hand, pressed it on my shoulder, and said in a low voice: "I don't know why you appeared in this Netherworld Rift, but your appearance has helped all of us." ”

"She died to save me." I said in pain.

"That's because you saved all of us, you deserve her to die for you, in today's battle, we have more than 180 people in five groups in the ninth game, how many are left? To die here is to die a well-deserved death. Nangong Haoran said.

I touched my body to look for cigarettes, only to realize that I had smoked the last two cigarettes with Guli Jinsha last time.

"I've got it here." Nangong Haoran threw a bag to me.

I took out one and put it on it, and then handed it back to Nangong Haoran.

"You take it, I don't smoke, this cigarette is white, you saw it last time, the guy with the beard on his chin, he was also a smoker, and he still had half of the cigarette in his mouth when he died in battle." Nangong Haoran smiled, but his eyes were a little moist.

I took a deep breath of smoke and could imagine the fierceness and heroism in the blood.

I looked down at the woman in my arms, stretched out my hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and asked in a low voice, "What's her last name?" ”

"Mu, Mu Xiaochen, sixth-level onmyoji, captain of the first action team of the seventh group." Nangong Haoran said.

I nodded, carving the name firmly in my heart.

I think of the dense tombstones on the back hill of the mountain in the capital, and there will be many more in the near future.

This is the Netherworld Rift, located in the Xiliang Gobi, and after appearing three years ago, hundreds of Onmyoji have died here.

That stone valley is actually the base camp of netherworld life in this rift, and once they retreat, the stone valley will be sealed by a green rune array.

After knowing this, I felt very guilty, because if Lu Zhi was hidden in the crack of the stone valley by me, if the stone valley was sealed, wouldn't she fall into the hands of the netherworld again?

At this time, I followed Nangong Haoran and his party back to the stronghold of the Netherworld Rift.

The stronghold is at the exit of the Nether Rift, with a high wall, which is guarded by soldiers.

"In the Netherworld Rift, the thermal weapon is completely ineffective, only the Onmyoji can kill the Underworld Cultivator and the Underworld Beast, once the Onmyoji can't resist it, he can only take the lives of these soldiers to fill it, and the lives of the soldiers are filled, and the entire Xiliang will become a purgatory." Nangong Haoran said lightly.

In Nangong Haoran's mouth, I knew that among the humanoid beings that appeared in the Netherworld Rift, the green-skinned humanoid beings were Hades Slaves, which were about equivalent to first- to third-level junior onmyojis. The darker the cyan, the higher the strength.

"By the way, you haven't said how you got into this Nether Rift." Nangong Haoran said.

"I found a yin vein, and when I was looking for the source, I found that I was in the Moon Clan's Heavenly Burial Sand River, but when I checked it, I was attacked by Qu Yuanshan and fell into the Sand River...... "I told me what happened.

"Qu Yuanshan, that despicable villain, I will take it for you." Nangong Haoran said coldly.

"No, I'll report it myself." I said lightly.

Nangong Haoran nodded, and then pondered: "According to what you said, the source of the Yin veins under the Sand River is the world of the undead, and there are specific rules, and that giant stone eye is likely to be a passage to the real Netherworld." ”

"If you destroy that stone eye, will the passage be closed, and will this Nether Rift not exist?" I said.

"This is just speculation, unless you can go down to the world of the dead again." Nangong Haoran said.

"I don't even know if I can get there if I go down again, and even, maybe if I jump down, I won't be able to come out alive." I smiled wryly.

"I'll report this to the authorities, and see what the boss decides." Nangong Haoran said.

At this time, Nangong Haoran looked at me, and continued: "The blow you gave to kill the spider-faced beast was really amazing, if it were me, I wouldn't dare to guarantee that I would be able to catch it." ”

I was stunned for a moment, that knife seemed to be a little different now that I think about it.

Nangong Haoran left, and I stood on the high wall, smoking a cigarette and thinking about the blow.

At that time, because of Mu Xiaochen's death, my head was almost blank.

Like, what was the reaction of the right wrist at that time.

I raised my hand, looked at the tattoo-like mark on my wrist, and tried to sense it, but there was no response.

"The mana doesn't react, the spirit doesn't react, what the hell? That blow at that time must have been the cause of this brand. I muttered to myself.

I pondered for a long time, and suddenly my heart moved, could it be killing intent? At that time, there seemed to be only one thought, which was to slaughter the spider-faced beast.

Thinking of this, I began to condense my killing intent.

When the killing intent was stacked layer by layer to the limit, the brand on the wrist finally reacted.