Took a deep breath.

Bai Xiaofeng calmed down, fortunately, the red rope was only broken, and it could still be picked up.

He picked up the red rope, tied it back to his wrist, and pulled it twice hard, making sure that it would not break again, and then he walked towards the depths of the underworld.

However.

Waiting for Bai Xiaofeng's figure to disappear shortly after the entrance to the underworld.

The red rope that had originally stretched out from the golden vortex and was loose and loose suddenly emitted black smoke.

Burst!

From the mouth of the golden vortex, the red rope suddenly burst into flames.

The flames burned quickly, like maggots on tarsal bones, and quickly chased along the red rope towards Bai Xiaofeng.

Gray on the way to the underworld.

Bai Xiaofeng was like a headless fly, walking around.

From time to time, he closed his eyes and pondered, carefully sensing the soul blood breath of the little demon girl remaining in his body.

Although there is a residual soul blood breath, but the underworld path is so big, it is still a needle in a haystack.

The only difference is the success rate of catching the needle, and there is still 30%.

After a while, Bai Xiaofeng opened his eyes and said suspiciously: "It's strange! Not to mention that it was 200 meters away, it was impossible for the little demon girl's soul to float so fast, right? ”

Since the beginning of the golden whirlpool, Bai Xiaofeng has been estimating the distance, which is almost about two hundred meters.

Feng Changqing also said before that after the soul enters the underworld, it is impossible to go too fast.

According to the time calculation, the distance of the little demon girl's soul is probably only a few hundred meters away.

Burst......

Suddenly, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the dead underworld.

Bai Xiaofeng suddenly stirred up, and felt a heat in his left wrist.

He hurriedly looked down, and suddenly the whole person was not good!

The red rope wrapped around the wrist of his left hand was already burning at this time, billowing smoke.

"it!"

He hurriedly raised his hand to slap the flames, but he didn't wait for his hand to fall.

The red rope on his left wrist had turned into a puddle of ashes.

Bell Boom ......

The bindings were lost, and the brass bells fell to the ground.

"......" Bai Xiaofeng.

The air seemed to freeze all at once.

It's ...... Good MMP!

This red rope, I'm afraid it's a joke invited by a monkey, right?

Subconsciously, he looked in the direction he had come from, and the ground was empty, and even the ashes of the red rope had disappeared.

Call......

Suddenly, a gust of wind struck, blowing away the only red rope ash on the ground.

Bai Xiaofeng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and his face was as gloomy as black charcoal.

Now, there is no longer even the only way to leave the underworld.

Later, even if you find the soul of the little demon girl, if you want to leave the underworld again, it will become a big trouble.

This is simply, bad luck has rushed to grandma's house!

Taking a deep breath, Bai Xiaofeng tried to calm himself down.

He hesitated for a moment, and decided to walk back first to see if he could find the golden light vortex at the exit of the underworld.

After all, he has only walked about 200 meters since he entered the underworld, and if he can still return the same way to find the golden light vortex, it proves that the sense of direction still exists on the underworld.

I found the soul of the little demon girl in the back, and I was able to leave the underworld with the soul of the little demon girl smoothly.

But if you can't even find a sense of direction in the underworld, then the back will be completely cold.

All around, gray.

Deathly silence.

There is no up and down, no front and back, no left and right, and no objects that can be used for reference.

Everything can only rely on Bai Xiaofeng's memory and perception.

The bone-chilling cold, like maggots on the tarsal bones, kept coming.

Silence, desolation, and loneliness swept over like a tidal wave.

In this kind of environment, if ordinary living people stay in it for a long time, they have to go crazy.

Bai Xiaofeng followed his memory and walked in the direction he had come from, each step was slow, in order to measure the distance with his feet.

However.

After walking for about ten minutes, he stopped with a dejected expression.

Scratching his head vigorously: "This time, it's destined to be cold!" ”

Ten minutes away was enough for him to walk a distance of two hundred meters, but in front of him, it was still gray, and there was no trace of the golden light vortex at all.

"Mother Xipi, Uncle Ben still doesn't believe it, the little underworld can really trap Uncle Ben." Bai Xiaofeng gritted his teeth fiercely.

Immediately, a circle of pitch-black yin power suddenly poured out of Bai Mengmeng's body.

Airplanes......

The dark yin light turned into ripples and rippled out.

It can only spread out of a range of one meter.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

Bai Xiaofeng's body shook suddenly, his facial features were distorted, and his face was full of pain.

This feeling was like slamming my head against a steel wall in a fast run, and my brain was shaken.

The body with a white luster also twisted violently a few times at this time.

It took a full ten seconds for his expression to gradually soften.

"It's really a big trouble this time."

Bai Xiaofeng rubbed his swelling and aching skull, and his eyes scanned the gray underworld around him with a deep gaze.

Lost his sense of direction, and even the perception of yin force was blocked.

This is tantamount to blindfolding him, leaving him in an empty world, stuffy and slammed.

It's no wonder that after the collapse of yin and yang, there are very few people who shuttle through yin and yang anymore.

Just this characteristic in the underworld, it is estimated that even if someone shuttles through yin and yang and comes in, they will be trapped inside.

Not to mention returning to the yang world, and shuttling through the yin and yang by himself.

"No matter, let's find the soul of the little demon girl first."

Bai Xiaofeng made up his mind, turned around and continued to wander in the underworld.

The unscrupulous master said to Feng Changqing that no one knows what crisis there is in the underworld.

It is imperative to find the soul of the little demon girl, at least he still has the yin power in his body, and when he encounters a crisis, he still has the power to resist.

If you keep thinking about how to find the golden light vortex, in case the little demon girl encounters a crisis in the underworld, there is only one way for the soul to fly away.

……

in the loft hall.

The Bagua Formation lit up with a hazy golden light, and the circle of bodhisattvas in the air that emitted golden light reflected each other.

Under the light curtain, the golden light vortex slowly rotated, and the loose red rope was on the barrel shaft at one end, and the other end extended into the golden light vortex.

Feng Changqing opened his mouth with a solemn expression, breaking the silence in the living room: "Old bastard, you are not worried about Xiaofeng at all?" ”

Hear the words.

Wu Tianxing, Zhou Qingcang and others all looked at the lonely old monk.

At this time, the lonely old monk was leaning weakly on Widow Liu's arms.

He indifferently pointed to the red rope that extended into the golden light vortex, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of?" There is a red rope, and the poor monk can drag Xiaofeng out of the underworld in minutes. ”

Feng Changqing glanced at the red rope, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "What about the other dangers on the underworld?" ”

The lonely old monk smiled indifferently: "With the strength of the stinky boy, what danger can't be dealt with?" Besides, the one in his body won't be watching, if something happens to the stinky boy in the underworld, that one will have to be trapped in the underworld. ”

Feng Changqing thought of the strength of the Immortal Venerable, and his expression softened a little.

The danger on the underworld can be called danger to the Yang Heavenly Master.

But for Hades Venerable, it is estimated that it is a small trick at best.

However.

At this time, Pi Pi Long suddenly spoke: "Anyway, seniors, is this red rope solid?" If the red rope is broken, won't my master be able to come back? ”

"Huh!"

The lonely old monk lazily stretched his waist in the arms of the willow widow, and reached out to grasp the red rope: "This red rope is blessed by the yin power of the poor monk, and it is very firm. ”

As he spoke, he pulled his right hand lightly.

And then.

The red rope that extended into the golden light vortex, unhindered, slipped out of the golden light vortex, straight and lying on the ground.

(End of chapter)