The big red shrimp also roared to embolden himself, waving the mace and sea soul fork in his hand and rushing forward frantically.

At this time, Chen Jing's face was bleeding, and half of his forehead was chopped off. One eye was covered in blood, and only one was glinting. In an instant, Edgeworth pierced the Black Knight's eye frame as if he had crossed the void, saving his own life, but almost draining his mental and mental strength. He only felt that his limbs were weak, and he obviously had mana in his body, but it looked like someone else's.

In front of him, another black-armored cavalry rushed forward, and he almost subconsciously stabbed out the sword, the sword shadow flashed out of thin air, and the black-armored cavalry fell and dispersed into black mist. The front has fallen, and the back has already surged up. The shadow of the sword flickered, and the black knight had fallen.

Batch after batch, endlessly, endlessly.

He was already stabbing at Edgeworth with an unwilling thought, his eyes were blurred, and he only felt that there was danger, and at the moment of stabbing, the sword stabbed into the weak gap as if it were alive.

In a trance, he felt that he had become a sword, a flying insect, struggling between the dark and dreary world. Countless people wanted to kill themselves, but they were instantly killed by themselves in the frame of their eyes. As he flew longer, he found himself flying faster and more agile. No one can lift his weapon in front of him, and no one can touch him. As long as you want to get into someone's eye frame, you will appear in whose eye frame.

Some people have different colors in their eye frames, most of them are black, some are dark, some are red. No matter what color it was, it was the same in his eyes, and whenever it got into their eyes, there was something like spring water, which he swallowed and moistened.

I don't know how long it took, but the people in front of me in the dark armor suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly I woke up, and the feeling of turning into a worm disappeared in an instant, and everything in front of me returned to normal. When I looked back, I saw black clouds rolling on the ground, and I couldn't see the situation inside clearly.

The big red shrimp didn't stop, and ran forward vigorously. I don't know the direction, I don't know where it's safe, I just want to stay away from the black armor behind me. Finally stopped at the bottom of a hillside. But at the moment when he suddenly stopped, Chen Jing on his back fell.

"Bang!" Chen Jing really hit the dark and dreary earth.

The big red shrimp exclaimed in surprise and said in a trembling voice: "Lord River, what's wrong with you?" He was really scared, he had never seen Chen Jing so embarrassed.

The scattered black hair had been stained red with blood, and half of the skull on the side had been shaved off, and the white brain marrow inside could almost be seen, and the blood stain on the face had become a shell. His eyes were closed and he didn't smell his breath.

"River God, River God...... The river god ...... "The big red shrimp is almost crying.

If Chen Jing dies, he will almost die in this underworld. Besides, Chen Jing is usually good to him, he has never scolded him, and he will explain spells to him from time to time. No matter what kind of heart he had, he didn't want Chen Jing to die.

In his anxious call, Chen Jing opened his eyes, and the big red shrimp was immediately overjoyed, and said, "Lord River, you are alive, you are not dead, it's great." ”

Chen Jing smiled slightly, it seemed to affect the wound, his brows were furrowed, and the appearance of the big red shrimp also frightened him, there was only one pair of big red pliers, and only one pair of protruding eyes. The carapace on his body was clearly broken in several places, and two of his feet were broken.

The big red shrimp had no expression, only a happy voice. Chen Jing felt uncomfortable, and smiled reluctantly: "I won't die, we won't die, and I have to go back to Xiuchun to marry an eighteen-room concubine for you." ”

The big red shrimp smiled hoarsely, looked at Chen Jing's severed head, and said worriedly: "Lord River, this is a place for ghosts, it belongs to the king of Hades, what should we do now." ”

"Hehe, don't worry, the reason why we were killed like this by that black armor horse is just because we don't adapt to this netherworld for a while, and there are many spells that can't be used. I'll be fine when I recuperate and melt it. ”

After the gods left their own realms, their mana was limited by the talismans. But if you want to replenish your mana, it's not difficult, as long as you have time to meditate for a while, it's natural.

Yin Qi is also a type of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and for Chen Jing, any aura is the same except for water aura.

Chen Jing and the big red shrimp shrank in a recessed place under the hillside to meditate, and the group of gods and monks who came with Chen Jing, except for the city god, no matter who it was, the breath on the body or the mana in the body were incompatible with this heaven and earth, so the spell would be greatly discounted after it was cast, and the spell that was originally easy to cast would require more mana to be cast here, and the effect was not good.

A river shadow appeared above Chen Jing's head, and when he exhaled and inhaled, the yin qi slowly blended into it. The riverbed, which had almost dried up, was shrouded in black mist after a while, and a cold aura hit my heart.

Only this Yin Qi was extremely difficult to refine, and the speed of refining Yin Spirit Qi was as slow as seeping water at the foot of the mountain.

I don't know that after a few days, Chen Jing woke up, the yin qi above his head dissipated, and the river water in the river shadow had become black, but there was not much black river water.

"River God, you're awake!" The big red shrimp had obviously woken up a long time ago, and Chen Jing asked, "How is it, has your mana recovered?" ”

The big red shrimp shook his head like a wave drum, and said angrily: "This bird place is only suitable for ghosts, and those yin qi are like swamps, not only blocking my mental power, but also not refining at all." ”

Only then did Chen Jing know that the big red shrimp couldn't refine this yin qi at all, and he thought that he didn't know if the immortal path cultivator could refine it.

"Hehe, it's okay, just get out of here as soon as possible." The big red shrimp waved his mace, and then looked at Chen Jing worriedly: "Lord River God, your head ......"

Chen Jing shook his head, he couldn't see what had become on his head, but he could feel it. The forehead was fine, the piece on the left ear on the side of the forehead was gone, and it didn't really hurt the cerebral cord. If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be dead at this time, and Chen Jing, as a god, had already protected the injury with mana at the moment of injury. At this time, the wound had already formed a layer of black, and the whole person looked extremely hideous.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, the clotted blood clot was gone, and then stroked his hair, and the black hair that was coagulated by the blood also scattered.

Only then did he pick up the sword on his knee and take a closer look, the sword body was still shiny, but the snow-white insect on the sword body had turned black. It reminded him of the feeling of being transformed into a worm in the midst of the Black Armor Cavalry.

The dark and monotonous heaven and earth are transformed into worms, and wherever they pass, their enemies will die. Everything is so simple and straightforward.

Chen Jing's heart moved, and he raised his hand to throw the sword, and the sword floated in the air.

Taking a light breath, his heart sank into the state of the ancient well, and he sensed the Heavenly Sword wholeheartedly, a feeling of flesh and blood surged in his heart, and his divine thoughts merged with the sword, and when he fused with the black worm, suddenly, his vision changed, turning into a stiff black, a little white light in it, and the whole world was monotonous with only black and white.

Chen Jing felt that his body and mind had been separated, partly in the sword and partly in his own body. The perception in the sword was that it had turned black, and the sword turned in the air, and he saw himself sitting on the ground. Half of the hair was spread out, and half of the skull was gone, giving it a terrifying feeling at first glance.

Suddenly, without warning, it pierced into the void and vanished.

"Qiang ......"

The sword is in its sheath.

The only remaining eyeballs of the big red shrimp protruded, and he didn't see how the sword was unsheathed just now. He had also seen Chen Jing's sword before, but he could always see the trajectory of the sword cutting through the void, but this time he couldn't see anything, as if he had passed through the void.

Chen Jing took a deep breath, he himself was a little shocked, after taking out this sword, the little mana that he had finally refined was instantly emptied. After withdrawing from the feeling of being one with the sword and being distracted, I found that not only did the mana consume a lot, but even the mind was consumed a lot, and after this sword, there was a sense of weakness.

Chen Jing didn't know how to practice, he could only meditate and recuperate, communicate with heaven and earth, and restore it, which is generally called divine power among the gods.

Meditate and keep the spirit, and nourish the soul with the land of heaven and earth.

After a long time, Chen Jing woke up, got up and came to the hillside, looked at the road for a while, and left with the big red shrimp.

In the gray heaven and earth, a man with black hair scattered and a corner of his head was chopped off, and a big red shrimp that did not belong to this world walked forward.

More than a dozen black-armored cavalry wandered in the distance, and their eyes were extremely dark. The black armor on his body seemed to be able to swallow the light between heaven and earth, and the black horse that stepped down was also wearing black armor, and the horse's eyes were like a black flame.

The aura on the black rider who walked in front was much thicker, and suddenly, he seemed to sense something, raised his head, and a little cold light came into his eyes, and then all his consciousness collapsed. Almost the moment he fell, the cavalry behind him also turned into a cloud of yin qi and dispersed into the sky.

Behind a small hill, a man and a shrimp turned out.

This is the thirteenth batch of black-armored Yin cavalry killed by Chen Jing, and this direction is exactly the direction in which the city god was advancing before. The further you go, the denser the black-armored cavalry becomes. Chen Jing didn't know how many people had escaped, let alone where Qin Chenghuang was now, but he could only go in this direction, because he didn't know how to return to the previous world.

During this period of time, frequent swordsmanship, meditation, recuperation, and qi refining made half of his mana recover, and as long as he didn't use the swordsmanship that crossed the void, Edgeworth wouldn't let him consume any mental power, but even if he didn't use this sword, his swordsmanship had also advanced a big step, and the speed was not the same as before entering this underworld.

Endless gloom, endless desolation, dead silence.

Chen Jing and the big red shrimp walked forward again, turned a small hill, and disappeared into the misty mist.

There are more than twenty black armor riders parading around, and only through this dense black armor ride can you know that there must be something ahead, maybe it is the legendary Yama Palace.