"Hehehehehehe!"

"Qingli Tian, it's up to you, I also want to keep my young lady, let's dream!"

The blue-robed old man had already stepped on the ground, and seeing that Xie Qingshuang had left, he laughed loudly, and his torn robe fluttered in the wind, already stained with blood.

Immediately, the blue-robed old man sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

There was silence all around.

Looking at Qing Litian's gloomy face, the Demon Gate War Slave and the Demon Hyena were all silent and didn't dare to breathe.

The two demons of Kurong also looked at each other, and couldn't believe that Xie Qingshuang could still walk with such a siege.

Who exactly made the shot?

What kind of secret technique is the method of the advent of the netherworld?

"Lift three feet on the ground, and find out Xie Qingshuang for me!"

Qing Litiansen's cold and low voice spread far away, like heavy thunder, rolling and roaring.

Forehead......

Xie Qingshuang gently rubbed her swollen eyebrows.

On the mountain, when the ghostly darkness descended, she felt a mysterious and mysterious power envelop her. Realizing that this force would take her out of the siege of Qing Litian and the others, Xie Qingshuang did not resist and let him take her out.

In an instant, it was like yin and yang being reversed, and when he came back to his senses, Xie Qingshuang found that he had been brought here.

In the process of being taken away, Xie Qingshuang also witnessed the blue-robed old man burning the last limit of his life, and crashed into Qing Litian to buy her time to leave.

"Wu Lao ......"

Xie Qingshuang thought silently in her heart, and a chill flashed in her eyes.

Immediately, she looked out.

Everywhere you look, there is darkness and nothingness all around.

What is this place?

Laugh at.

A glimmer of light suddenly lit up in front of him, reflecting a figure.

This is a young figure, using secret techniques, hiding from the sky and the sea, bringing Xie Qingshuang here from the siege of Qing Litian and others, it seems that it has also greatly consumed his mind, and his face exposed outside the mask looks a little pale.

"Who are you?"

Xie Qingshuang's eyes condensed slightly and asked.

From this person, she felt a hint of familiarity.

Cough, cough, cough. The young figure coughed lightly twice and removed the mask from his face.

"Xia Hao!"

Seeing the face in front of her, Xie Qingshuang raised her eyebrows, a little incredulous, and a little relieved, as if she had found a sense of security, and her expression was no longer vigilant.

The person who used the secret technique to save Xie Qingshuang was, of course, Xia Hao.

In order to perform this secret technique, Xia Hao has also been preparing in secret for a long time, and with his current realm, it is still very difficult, and it is extremely draining on his mind. If it weren't for the blow of the blue-robed old man who burned out his life and delayed Qing Litian, it would be difficult for Xia Hao to guarantee that he would be able to save Xie Qingshuang at this moment.

For Xie Qingshuang, Xia Hao is no stranger.

Once, when Xia Hao was still the pride of the sky, he and this pearl of the Tianyin Chamber of Commerce also had several intersections, and the two were quite like-minded, although they couldn't talk about the love between men and women, but they also had a feeling of sympathy.

When Xia Hao fell off Nebula Road and was ridiculed and ridiculed by the whole world, Xie Qingshuang also sent someone to find him and was willing to lend a hand, but Xia Hao at that time did not want others to sympathize and have mercy, so he politely rejected her kindness.

Xie Qingshuang is charming in appearance, has outstanding wisdom, and at the same time, he is also a friend worth making.

For Xie Qingshuang, Xia Hao has no need to hide his identity.

"What, I didn't expect it to be me?" Seeing Xie Qingshuang's somewhat stunned expression, Xia Hao chuckled and said.

"It turned out to be you......" Xie Qingshuang sighed lightly, there was some emotion in his tone, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight smile, and with a smile, he said: "The world says that Haogongzi fell into Xingyun Road, and from then on, a generation of proud sons fell into the dust, and they will collapse and become wasted from now on." Light Frost never believed it, and sure enough, I was right. ”

"What kind of place is this?" Then, Xie Qingshuang looked around and asked again.

Putting the mask back on his face, Xia Hao said, "This is Netherworld." Although we are temporarily separated, we will never stop there, and if we take the usual route, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will be discovered again. ”

With so many demonic hyenas, once they spread, it is difficult to hide the traces within a radius of hundreds of miles. What's more, the Demon Pupil of Qingli Heaven, which is said to have been passed down from the pupil of a Demon Emperor in ancient times, is not an easy task to penetrate the delusion, and it is not easy to avoid its pursuit.

"Netherworld?"

Hearing this, Xie Qingshuang raised her eyebrows lightly and was slightly moved.

As the pearl of the Tianyin Chamber of Commerce, and the person in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, Xie Qingshuang is well-informed, and he has also heard of the "Netherworld".

People have a way, demons have a demon road, and the ghosts who wander in the world suffer more taboos, and they also have a secret road specially opened up, called Netherworld.

It is said that this Netherworld Crossing was once a hidden path opened up by a powerful ghost emperor in ancient times to avoid the catastrophe. After being passed down from generation to generation, now, the Netherworld Crossing is all over the world, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, like a dense spider web, not only crossing ghosts, but also ghost cultivation, through the Netherworld, transporting many things that cannot be seen.

It is even rumored that the deepest part of the Netherworld can lead to the real Yellow Springs Hell.

As long as you can afford the price, you can cross the boundary between life and death through the Netherworld, and communicate with the deceased!

However, the Netherworld Crossing is extremely secretive, and very few people know about it, even Xie Qingshuang has only heard of it, and has not really had any real contact.

At this moment, Xia Hao actually had a connection with Netherworld, which made Xie Qingshuang feel a little surprised.

In fact, Xia Hao in the past, like Xie Qingshuang, had only heard of the Netherworld Crossing and had not really come into contact with it, but now, he has the identity of the Eight Cold Prison Emperor, but how can he hide anything that involves the Netherworld?

Whoa......

At this moment, a low, ethereal voice came.

"It's coming. Xia Hao looked ahead.

All around, as far as the eye can see, it is obviously just darkness and nothingness, but there is the sound of water, as if there is really an invisible yellow spring, lying in this endless darkness.

Immediately, I saw a wooden boat slowly coming, and at the bow of the boat, a lantern hung in the air, emitting a ghostly light, reflecting a figure wearing a black coat and a hat, which was gloomy and mysterious.

This is the ferryman.

The wooden boat stopped in front of Xia Hao and Xie Qingshuang.

"Password. The ferryman's voice seemed to come from the abyss, ethereal and cold.

The password to take the Netherworld Ferry is not a simple word, but a kind of ghost spell, which can only be mastered by those who are really involved in this circle, and it is also the only pass to the Netherworld.

Only when the password is correct, can we talk about remuneration again.

Otherwise, nothing to talk about.

"There is no password. Xia Hao said.

"You don't have a password, and you still want to take the Netherworld?" you want to ......" The ferryman was about to scold, and then he was suddenly stunned.

Xia Hao's four words are obviously spoken in the dark language.

Even if it is a ghost cultivator in the human world, most of what he knows is just a ghost curse, the language of the underworld, but the language of the real ghost world, except for those who really have contact with the underworld, ordinary people will never be able to grasp it.

"Who are you?" the ferryman looked at Xia Hao.

It's just that

touched Xia Hao's eyes.

The ferryman's body trembled, and the ghost trembled as if in an instant, like falling into an ice cave.