In the building, the crows are silent, and they are as quiet as death.

Hundreds of disciples lined up in two compartments, some of them gained a lot, some were embarrassed, and many of them were injured and grinning.

No one dared to make a sound.

Because the four elders remained silent, sitting quietly on the big chair, their faces were ugly.

The Transformation Realm has been closed for half a day.

Of the more than 1,000 disciples who entered the Transformation Realm, only a few and half were able to leave.

"Our Yanjian Palace has suffered too much loss this time! Thirty swordsmen, less than ten people came back, it can be called a broken muscle, the head of the sword! We can't stand idly by, Qing Yao must still be in the transformation realm, beg the sword head to save her! ”

There was a rare hint of pleading in Quan Yu's voice.

"The rules of the land of the burial sword, there is nothing we can do." Qin Shangzhang sighed softly.

Quan Yu's face turned pale when he heard this, and he seemed to be ten years old for a moment.

She is rude and spicy, unforgiving, almost like a resentful woman, no one in the Sword Palace wants to provoke, even the elders of the east and west walk around when they see her.

But Quan Yu is sincere to his beloved disciples, and it can be said that he has taught him without reservation.

Mu Qingyao is the flesh of her heart, and now that she is trapped in the transformation realm and does not know her life and death, how can she not be in a hurry.

"I'm going back to the sect! Pray that the Elders will reopen the realm! Quan Yu said eagerly.

"Presbyterian?"

Gu Shaoyang sighed and said, "Do you think that a mere Qi Refining Realm disciple can reach the level of alarming the Elders' Council, let alone let the Elders' Council reopen the Transformation Realm, the place where the sword is buried, is not a place where it is said to be open and closed." ”

Quan Yu's expression changed several times, and finally sat back down.

Qin Shangzhang closed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "Wait and see." ”

The hall was quiet again, and the atmosphere was eerily oppressive.

Xue Ziyi always clenched her fists, and her face was bloodless.

The cloud is missing and has not come out!

Not only was Yun Que, but Wu Dachuan and the rest of the sword servants were also missing, only Luo Xiaoyu was able to return, and there were very few disciples of the Northern Courtyard who left the Transformation Realm.

Xue Ziyi's heart had sunk to the bottom, and she knew that Yun Que was afraid that there would be more than one luck.

Ma Yong and Niu Bucai frowned sadly and sighed silently.

The little disciple is a very good person, how can you say that if you don't have it, it will be gone.

Qian Yusleeve, who was not far away, was arrogant, his face was full of pride, and he threw a contemptuous smile at Xue Ziyi.

Standing beside her was Eun Zhi.

Don't look embarrassed, but people come out alive, even if they pick up a stone in the transformation realm, they are considered winners.

didn't even come out, in this gambling battle, Xue Ziyi lost without suspense, and there was no room for maneuver.

Xue Ziyi didn't have the heart to pay attention to Qian Yu's provocation, she would rather not have a sword and stone, and she also wanted the little junior brother to come back alive.

What you lose, you have a chance to win back later.

But if a person dies, no more chance is useless.

When Xue Ziyi was worried about Yun Que's life and death, her little junior brother was no longer in the world.

Not in the human realm, to be exact.

At this moment, Yun Que was in a strange world.

Overhead, there is a scarlet sky, no sun and no moon!

Beneath your feet, there is a cracked earth, the wind is raging, and the sand is flying!

There are craggy rocks all around, there is no grass or trees, the air is filled with forest ghosts, and countless wandering spirits are circling and flying between heaven and earth.

The Underworld!

The Land of Nine Secluded Places.

This is a world for the dead!

When they arrived in the underworld, everyone was shocked by what they saw.

It's not like a spatial rift here, it's just otherworldly!

Zhou Yuanliang was dumbfounded, his mouth was open and his face was full of shock, Yi Hongwen was inferior to him, and he was directly frightened and his legs were weak.

Han Jiao Han Ning and Lan Duo were even more speechless, looking at the ghost floating in the air in a daze.

Yun Que looked around, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

The underworld is not as simple as it seems.

In addition to the terrifying realm power, there are also countless dangers.

The ghosts in the sky don't seem to be much of a threat, but the demons on the ground are not good things.

Just around a few people, there were more than a dozen ghost-faced beasts wandering.

These otherworldly creatures have elongated necks, large heads, hideous grimaces, long hairs floating from the back of their heads, and bodies resemble camels.

Judging from the breath, these ghost-faced beasts all have the level of first-level demon beasts.

And it's the pinnacle of a first-class demon beast!

Each one of them is enough to compete with the tenth-level Qi refining cultivators!

Hiss!

Smelling the breath of the living creatures, the ghost-faced beasts twisted their grimaces and stared at the outsiders.

"What the hell are these!"

Zhou Yuanliang wanted to sacrifice the flying sword, but as soon as the long sword was held in his hand, it immediately began to melt from the tip of the sword.

In the blink of an eye, a high-grade magic weapon flying sword turned into flying ashes in front of everyone's eyes!

Zhou Yuanliang was stunned.

He couldn't believe what he saw.

Even if it encounters a magic weapon strangulation, the top-grade flying sword must at least leave some scum.

But now there's no scum left!

How can this be fought?

Yi Hongwen didn't believe in evil and took out two medium-grade flying swords.

The result is the same, instant chalking.

Han Jiao and Han Ning each took out flying swords to try, and even Yun Que also took out two high-grade flying swords.

All turned into powder!

Yun Que expected that it was not a good place to come to the underworld, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying here, and the magic weapon flying sword of the human realm could not exist here.

The magic weapon is not good, what about the magic weapon?

Seeing the ghost-faced beasts surrounding him, Yun Que didn't have time to think about it, and directly took out the Chiba Sword.

Fortunately, the magic weapon did not immediately powder, but the breath was faint, and the green leaves that made up the sword body were withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Magic weapons can appear in the underworld, but for a limited time.

Over time, it will also turn into powder like a magic weapon.

Yun Que knew that this should be related to the low realm, if it was a strong person who built a foundation or formed a Dan, and urged the magic weapon with all his might, he should be able to hold on for a long time.

Hiss!

More than a dozen ghost-faced beasts surrounded several people, their slender necks standing upright, opening their mouths and spitting out a fishy smell.

"Landuo, try to appease you." Yun Que said very quickly.

"Good!"

Landuo agreed, and slowly reached for a ghost-faced beast.

Click!

The sound of sharp teeth biting into the air is terrifying to hear.

"No! They are not monsters and cannot communicate. Landau said in horror.

She'd never seen anything so strange happen before.

Even high-level demon beasts can feel the existence of the other party's divine thoughts, but these monsters have no divine thoughts at all, and dead things are the same!

Yun Que is not surprised.

This is the underworld, and the monsters here are supposed to be derived from dead things.

"I'll deal with them."

Yun Que took the lead and made a brazen move.

The ghost-faced beasts may not have seen a living Terran, and they rushed forward stupidly, trying to bite their prey, only to have their long necks cut off one after another.

Bones.

Huge heads rolled to the ground.

It didn't take much effort for Yun Que to deal with more than a dozen ghost-faced beasts.

Looking at the Chiba Sword again, it has gradually turned to a withered yellow color, and if it is used again, it will be easily scrapped.

Putting the Chiba Sword into the storage ring, Yun Que chose a direction and said:

"Go this way, and after ten miles, there will be an exit."

Zhou Yuanliang and the others stared around in horror, and began to hurry as fast as they could, walking like flying.

I hadn't stepped out of the door just now when I heard a sharp squeak behind me.

It's like a rat with its tail cut off, and it's so loud that you can hear it at least a hundred feet away.

Several people looked back in amazement.

It was the ghost-faced beast whose neck had just been cut off!

The huge beast's head rolled on the ground, making a sharp scream as it rolled.

A bad premonition arose in everyone's hearts.

"It's not going to die!" Zhou Yuanliang's facial features were all huddled together, and he was so worried that he wanted to go crazy.

"They're gathering their companions!" Landuo used the root of the beast spirit to discern the meaning of the cry.

In the distance, near boulders of different heights, ghost-faced beasts gradually appeared, there were twenty or thirty of them!

This is still visible and visible.

No one knows if there are more ghost-faced beasts inhabiting behind the other boulders.

Even the barbarian princess, who lived by hunting, felt chills all over her body at this time, and cold sweat broke out.

Without any weapon that could be used, encountering such a number of first-level peak demon beasts, no matter how strong a Qi Refining Cultivator was, it would be difficult for him to escape death.

"What to do!" Yi Hongwen's face was bloodless, and he muttered vigorously: "We're going to die, we're going to die!" ”

Zhou Yuanliang and others were also at a loss.

The magic weapon can't be used for a long time, Yun Que will shoot a few more times, and when the magic weapon is powdered, he will also fall into a mortal situation.

Yun Que stared at the ghost-faced beasts approaching one after another, took a deep breath, and summoned the Inhuman Sword Spirit.

Magic weapons will be powdered, magic weapons will wither, but the sword spirit can live in the underworld for a long time!

Because the sword spirit is not a living thing.

The sword spirit is the product of the fusion of strong obsession and unyielding sword intent, and can coexist in the two worlds!

The Inhuman Sword Spirit transformed into a tall figure, standing quietly beside Yun Que, like a comrade-in-arms, advancing and retreating together, living and dying together!

"Please, brother."

Yun Que whispered silently in his heart, raised his hand and made a move, and the Inhuman Sword Spirit turned into a heavy sword.

The heavy sword has no edge, it seems to be dull and clumsy, but it is sharp in the heaven and earth of the underworld!

It was a sword, and it was a man.

An alien who used to live and be proud of swords!

Facing the ghost-faced beast that was rushing in, Yun Que's feet moved.

There aren't any flashy moves.

There is only a simple method of killing.

Chop, chop, chop, swept!

Every move contains a heavy killing intent.

What appeared in front of Zhou Yuanliang's eyes was not a wonderful fight, but a bloody and primitive killing!

Yun lacked one person, and killed more than thirty ghost-faced beasts one after another.

Heads rolled all over the ground!

The shocking sight shocked everyone speechless.

Yun Quan's combat power once again refreshed everyone's cognition.

It turns out that the battle can be so pure!

So hearty!

At this moment, Yun Que's heart was as clear as water, and bursts of sword movements came one after another.

Although there is a whetstone in the world, the underworld can also wipe my blade!