The scholar never thought that this junior's solidarity from the beginning to the end of his appearance would be with the reincarnation of the entire ghost market, and the details of the reincarnation of this ghost city are the same as the real reincarnation.

Reincarnation is also known as the underworld, because there are very few living people here, and most of them are ghosts and ghosts.

The scholar knew Hongxue's past, so he was very clear about Hongxue's means of being able to have the power of reincarnation, but in any case, he didn't expect that she would be able to transform the entire underworld in such a short period of time!

In particular, the incarnation of the will of the Heavenly Dao that held the sword at the beginning was finally annihilated by the River Styx, and there was no chance to resurrect again, as if the power of reincarnation naturally suppressed the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Because of the arrival of Hongxue, the pressure of the scholar's true spirit has been greatly reduced, and what makes him feel even more relaxed is that Hongxue has gone to another Heavenly Dao incarnation.

Another Heavenly Dao will sensed Hongxue's gaze, he was wearing a cloud brocade robe, carrying a medicine basket, and his brows revealed a kind of otherworldly tranquility. He untied the medicine basket, his hands sealed, and the aura around him gradually became abnormal, like a whirlpool in the abyss.

Hongxue waved the staff in the void in his hand, and the yin wind of the underworld suddenly rose, and the dark mist swirled. In the mist, countless unjust souls appeared, letting out a terrible cry. These unjust spirits surround Hongxue, forming a terrifying underworld defense line.

The expression of the will of heaven remained unchanged, his hands were sealed, and he recited the mantra. In an instant, a powerful aura emanated from him, as if the Buddha's light was shining brightly, dispelling the coldness around him. Those unjust souls retreated under his Buddha light, unable to get close to him.

Hongxue's wand swung again, and in an instant, the power of Huangquan and the power of the underworld intertwined into a huge energy storm, violently attacking the will of the Heavenly Dao.

The will of heaven is not afraid, his hands are sealed, and he recites the mantra. His body began to glow softly, as if the embodiment of light. When the energy storm was about to crash into him, he waved his hand slightly, and the energy storm disintegrated in an instant as if it had hit an invisible wall.

Hongxue's figure flashed, and instantly appeared in front of the Heavenly Dao Will, and the Scepter slammed towards the top of his head. Heavenly Dao Will turned sideways slightly, skillfully avoiding this blow, and at the same time, his hands were sealed, and a powerful energy erupted from his hand, instantly knocking back Hongxue.

Hongxue's hands were sealed, and the path of Yellow Springs began to twist, as if it was about to devour everything.

Heavenly Dao Will looked at Hongxue's actions with a solemn expression. He took a deep breath, his hands sealed again, and a powerful aura emanated from him. He recited the mantra, and instantly turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the red snow.

At the intersection of the light and the twisted path of the Yellow Springs, a powerful energy erupted. This energy spread out in an instant, shattering the power of the underworld around it.

Hongxue's body changed again, and her weapons changed greatly as a result, like a huge spoon. Heavenly Dao will concentrate on vigilance, he played the blue piano, and the sound of the piano was like a cry, forming an invisible barrier to block the attack of the red snow.

Then, the Heavenly Dao Will launched a counterattack. The sound of his piano swept through the red snow line like a raging storm. Hongxue couldn't help but be surprised, and she quickly activated her mana, trying to resist the attack of the Heavenly Dao's will. However, the sound of the piano was too strong, and Hongxue was forced to retreat again and again.

The sky of the underworld seemed to tremble for the battle, and the black clouds rolled as if a silent symphony was going on. Red Snow and Heavenly Dao Will were galloping on the path of the underworld, their speed was almost the same, but Red Snow's eyes revealed a kind of calmness, while the eyes of Heavenly Dao Will were full of determination.

The spells of the two collided in the air, and there was a roar. The cold aura of the red snow and the warm aura of the will of the Heavenly Dao collided with each other, forming a distorted space. Their figures leaped and dodged in the aftermath of the spell, like two dancers dancing around a beating flame.

Suddenly, Hongxue's face changed, and her figure instantly disappeared in place, appearing behind the will of the Heavenly Dao. The spoon in her hand instantly smashed towards the Heavenly Dao Will, however, the Heavenly Dao Will turned around at the last moment, the strings played instantly, and a powerful energy struck directly towards the red snow.

Hongxue looked at him coldly, without any expression on her face. However, her hand pressed against the long sword at her waist, and the blade of the sword shimmered in the reflection of the River Styx.

The sound of the piano became more and more intense, and the figure of the Heavenly Dao's will swayed with the music, and every time he played it was like a challenge, launching a silent war against Hongxue. Hong Xue listened quietly, and when the sound of the piano became more and more fierce, her sword also slipped out of the scabbard, and the air was filled with the blend of sword intent and music.

The sound of the piano and the shadow of the sword are intertwined, forming a fierce picture. The sound of the six-stringed piano of the Heavenly Dao Will was like a violent storm, stirring up the haze of the underworld. Hongxue's sword dance is like a poignant poem, the tip of the sword piercing the void, revealing a deep sadness.

Their figures intertwined, sword light and music intertwined into a whirlwind. The waters of the River Styx were stirred by their breath and stirred up great waves. The surrounding yin qi was also shaken and scattered by their confrontation, like a black tornado, shrouding the surrounding world in darkness.

The atmosphere of the decisive battle enveloped this wilderness, and everything in the underworld seemed to freeze at this moment. The sound of the Heavenly Dao's will became more and more wild, and every note was like a blade, cutting through space. Red Snow's sword is like flowing water, smooth and powerful.

In the interweaving of the sound of the piano and the sword dance, the figures of the two approached quickly. Their eyes met, as if they felt each other's power in a silent collision. Then, their attacks were launched at the same time, and the sword light and the music collided in an instant, bursting into a brilliant light.