"Senior Sister Bai, another batch of these ghosts have appeared in the Netherworld Lake. Chen Dongtian suddenly shouted nervously.

When Bai Bingyu and Han Xingkui heard this, they couldn't help but change color in unison, they didn't turn their heads to look, and they didn't probe their soul senses, but they also felt the enhancement of that strange aura immediately.

The three of them are now at the end of their crossbows, and the cracks in the turtle shell itself are getting bigger and bigger, and they can't hold on for long. If the new batch of white ghosts all joined the ranks surrounding them, not waiting for the turtle shell to be completely scrapped, or the true yuan and soul energy of the three people were exhausted, the strange aura released by these white ghosts alone would be enough to affect the three of them, causing them to lose their souls and be forced out of their bodies to become white ghosts.

"It's coming!" Chen Dongtian cried out in despair, the white ghost melted into the white mist, they couldn't see it, and they didn't dare to investigate it with their soul sense, but they could feel that the strange aura around them was constantly increasing.

This has happened seven or eight times in the past two days, and this time is no different from the previous ones, but for the three of them, it was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Bai Bingyu also changed color, Chen Dongtian and Han Xingkui were completely dead, looking like they were waiting to die.

Boom............

A few strange noises were faintly heard, as if something had entered the white clouds above the Netherworld, and it seemed that there was some extremely hot energy bursting out.

Immediately, around the turtle shell, a lot of shields formed by condensed dark blue flames suddenly appeared, one side after another, densely packed, directly covering the space around the three of them.

The appearance of the flame shield caused countless white ghosts to emit terrifying soul fluctuations, and they retreated one after another, but they only widened the distance and did not leave.

A cold snort came out, and two fire phoenixes appeared out of thin air and rushed towards the white ghost group. Origin Separation from Fire is the nemesis of ghost-like soul bodies, Hua Xia Jiu saw the essential attributes of these white ghosts at a glance, and as soon as he made a move, he attacked the way of leaving the fire.

Almost alive, the three people on the turtle shell all burst out with ecstatic expressions for the rest of their lives, but at this time they were powerless to turn their heads, so they could only shout one after another.

"It's Hua Xia Jiu, this kid is here. Bai Bingyu's voice was a little distorted, and he exclaimed.

"Hahaha--this kid is here, we are finally saved. Han Xingkui hoarsely said, with a long laugh that was a little ugly.

"What this kid! It's our all-powerful suzerain who has come to save us. Chen Dongtian looked calm at this time, and said with emotion and gratitude.

As soon as the fire phoenix came out, the unique origin of the fire breath, although the three of them had not seen the people of Huaxia Jiu, they also knew that Huaxia Jiu was coming.

Between the words of the three of them, Hua Xia Jiu had already appeared on the turtle shell, and without saying a word, he took out six high-grade pills, two of each for the three of them to swallow. These two pills were used to replenish the true element and soul energy, respectively.

"Master Bai, Master Han, Master Chen, disciple is late. Let you suffer. After feeding the three of them the pill, Hua Xia Jiucai saluted the three with a little difficulty and said.

"You kid can't be the reincarnation of immortals, we are like frozen fish now, and you can still move. Han Xingkui was the first to say with a big grin.

Hua Xia Jiu smiled slightly, did not answer, but said: "Two senior uncles, Senior Aunt Bai! This place is dangerous, why don't you let the disciples put the three of you into the Qiankun belt first." ”

After a moment's hesitation, the three agreed.

Hua Xia Jiu saw that the three of them believed in themselves so much, and his heart was slightly warm, and with a wave of his hand, he put the three people who gave up resistance into the Qiankun belt.

Hua Xia Jiu put the three of them into the Qiankun belt, and then looked down at the turtle shell under his feet.

When he saw this, his face changed greatly, because at some point, the turtle shell was no longer there, and the place where he was standing was clearly a jade slab, he quickly raised his head and looked around, in the white clouds, faintly visible, he was in a large hall.

Hua Xia Jiu's expression was solemn, how the turtle shell disappeared, and how he appeared in the main hall here, he didn't notice it in the slightest before, let alone feel any energy fluctuations. Even astrology did not give any hints or warnings.

Secretly vigilant, Hua Xia Jiu probed out his soul sense, and the surroundings spread away.

With his special soul, his soul sense can still only reach out at most. However, after probing the scene within a hundred feet, he couldn't help but frown. Outside the main hall are numerous palaces, attics, as well as squares and caves.

He closed his eyes slightly, his soul thoughts probed into the Qiankun bag, and the three of Bai Bingyu began to communicate with each other with soul thoughts.

After some exchanges, Hua Xia Jiu slowly opened his eyes, and his expression was full of unbelievable color.

"It sees, this is the Nether Island in the Netherworld. But how could this be―――――― could it be that the turtle shell was an illusion, or that what was seen at this time was an illusion. Hua Xia Jiu muttered to himself.

After speaking, the vast and deep starry sky in his eyes suddenly appeared, and he looked around.

As far as the eye can see, there is no change in the surrounding scene, which is no different from what is seen with the naked eye.

Hua Xia Jiu's brows frowned even tighter, the starry sky in his eyes slowly dissipated, and after contemplation for a while, he took a deep breath, his figure disappeared from the spot, and appeared on the square outside the main hall, and then flashed, and appeared at the end of the square, above a seven-story attic.

The white clouds were shrouded, his visibility was less than three feet with the naked eye, and it was difficult for his soul sense to detect the entire island, but he could feel the strength and movement of the strange aura of those white ghosts.

At this moment, he clearly noticed that those white ghosts were more than a hundred times more numerous than when he came just now, and they were leaving the Netherworld Lake at a rapid speed, heading in all directions.

Seeing this, Hua Xia Jiu's complexion changed greatly.

At this time, in the entire small world, almost all the strong people of the human and demon races seem to be imprisoned in the flesh, except for the plant demon race, the other strong people are less than one percent of the normal strength, and in the face of the strange replication power of the white ghost, it is really like mermaid meat, and it is slaughtered by others.

The power of the white ghost's replication was really a bit weird, even Hua Xia Jiu didn't dare to let it pass through his body, because he wasn't sure if with the special nature of his soul form and soul sea, he could absorb and assimilate this white ghost like the ghost released by the ghost king at that time.

And the white ghost in this solidified and viscous space, but like a fish in the sea, it can really be said to be like a fish in water, even if Hua Xia Jiu intercepts it with the Void Flickering Technique, and then destroys it with the origin of the fire, it is also a bit of a cup of water, and it can't be eliminated much at all, and it can't play much role.

"Now there is only one way, and that is to put all the people and the powerhouses of the demon clan into the Qiankun bag first. But now that the sea of fog is vast, this is not easy to say. Hua Xia Jiu took a deep breath and thought secretly in his heart.

His soul sense swept over the Netherworld Island under his feet, remembering the timing and scene of the appearance of the white ghost he had just received from Bai Bingyu and the three of them, as well as the sudden sinking of the Netherworld Island and the strange appearance just now, he couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration in his mind, and thought of a possibility, or a bold speculation.

These white ghosts emerged from the Netherworld, into which Netherworld Island had sunk and disappeared. The secret should lie at the bottom of the Netherworld, and finding the root of the problem will likely solve the problem of the white ghost.

Thinking of this, Hua Xia Jiu knew that the situation was urgent at this time, and if he delayed for a moment, the powerhouses of the human and demon races in the small world would be more dangerous.

Therefore, his figure flashed again and again, and after two or three breaths, he left the Netherworld Island and appeared on a Netherworld Lake.

Although Hua Xia Jiu was able to move in the void at this time, he still couldn't fly, and the moment he stepped on the Netherworld Lake, he sank directly. At the moment of sinking, Hua Xia Jiu noticed that not far from his side, many bubbles appeared and burst, and white ghosts continued to appear, leaving the Netherworld Lake.

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In the Rakshasa Realm, above the endless sky, there is a high mountain suspended, and on the top of the mountain there is a seemingly ordinary thatched house.

Just the day after the Heavenly Fortune Monument entered the small world of the Tianmen Sect, three guests were welcomed on this high mountain in the endless high altitude of the Rakshasa Realm.

These three people are two men and one woman, and none of them can feel the slightest breath, but if there is a strong person who asks the question, he will feel that he is facing a world, which is so vast and boundless, and he is as small as an ant.

That's right, these three people are the only three supremes in the Rakshasa realm today. They are the Blood Brake Supreme of the Blood Brake Palace, the Luo Tian Supreme of Luo Tianmen and the Yulin Supreme. Among them, the Blood Brake Supreme and the Luo Tian Supreme are a man and a woman, and their breath is even older than the Yulin Supreme, and it is the legend that led the cultivators of the Rakshasa Realm 10,000 years ago, single-handedly captured the Dao Soul Realm, and with the help of immortal weapons, sealed the Dao Soul Realm with the supreme formation, and forcibly modified the rules of heaven and earth. And the Yulin Supreme was promoted from Dao Supreme to Supreme 4,000 years ago.

The three of them are the most powerful beings under the fairy world, but at this time, these three people are respectfully kneeling in front of the thatched house, waiting for the answer of the people in the house.

I don't know how long it took before a voice slowly came from the thatched hut: "In this way, the Heavenly Fortune Supreme of the Dao Soul Realm is indeed still alive, and it will awaken within a few days, and even its strength may be restored." The voice was far away, as if it were coming not from a thatched hut, but from a distant horizon, even from another world.

"Your Excellency, the Envoy of the Newspaper Realm! This is exactly the case, and what Tianyun cultivates is the legendary Heavenly Dao, which can calculate the affairs of heaven and earth, which is extremely difficult, if its strength is allowed to recover, I am afraid that the Dao Soul Realm will lose control. "Luo Tian Supreme looks like a charming girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, but there is no trace of youth in her body. The sound is crisp and pleasant, but it is smooth without the slightest fluctuation.

A change was sent, it was a little late, I'm very sorry, something happened at home, delayed. In addition, there have only been two shifts in the last two or three days, and the third shift will be resumed three days later at the latest. However, although there have been two changes in the past two days, one of them is a big change, and the total number of words is only more than 1,000 words less than three. It's even late, and I don't dare to ask for all kinds of tickets, all kinds of grievances――――――