When Tashan saw him approaching suddenly, he was unmoved, but just stood quietly to see what he had to say.

The young man was not surprised that one of them was missing, and went straight to Tashan:

"Brother Tashan, the situation is not good, how about you and I joining forces to fight the enemy?"

"We must join forces and report our names."

Tashan actually knew where he was coming from, but he was annoyed that he had jumped out of frolicism before, and his tone was still lukewarm.

The young man said:

"Shanghai is under the clouds."

Tashan listened to his arrogant words, frowned, and knew that he had reported a fake name, and he felt even more stunned, but after thinking about it, his "Tashan" was also a pseudonym, so he didn't care about it, and hugged his fist slightly:

"Brother Haiyun, please advise."

The sea cloud returned the salute with a big grin, and then turned to the bow of the boat, and asked:

"Brother Tashan, do you know where this fang came from?"

Tashan shook his head and said:

"Let's see."

The conversation between the two was short and crisp, Mu Haotian was confused, he thought that he was going to start immediately, and he had already pressed the hilt of the "Demon Slaying Dragon Sword Dafa Sword", but unexpectedly seeing this situation, he said "Huh" in his heart, and only felt that something was wrong.

"Take a look first? See what?"

After being stunned for a while, you looked around, although he didn't find out any truth, but he suddenly woke up, he really made a big oolong, it turned out that this young man called Haiyun was not the imaginary demon, and there was another person who made waves in Tashan Pass.

Thinking about this section, even in the moment of great tension, Mu Haotian couldn't help but have a fever on his face, lowered his head and was secretly ashamed, but fortunately no one paid attention to his embarrassment at this moment.

Tashan and Haiyun stared forward together, their eyes slowly shifting, and their expressions were very serious.

Mu Haotian saw a rin and followed the gaze of the two, but saw that the six boatmen were sitting on both sides, three on each side, all of them were paddling in a muffled voice, and they didn't know the dark sky vision around them.

From the stern of the boat, only their side faces can be seen:

His cheeks were pale, his facial muscles twitched, and his mouth trembled.

After a few glances, he was indescribably uncomfortable, he always felt familiar, locked his eyebrows and thought hard, and the next moment, a terrible thought jumped out of his mind:

"These people are all dead!"

Just because he suddenly remembered an errand he had done with Master before:

It was three years ago, in a mountain village, a family disappeared overnight.

After the master and apprentice arrived after hearing the news, they searched for it several times, and finally found a large family with a neat pestle in an abandoned village.

At that time, Mu Dingzhen splashed it with three full basins of black dog blood, and the faces of those people showed this terrible expression like a zombie, and they soon trembled and fell to the ground one after another.

Afterwards, the family was summoned for inspection, and the family had been dead for many days.

In the end, the murderer was not found, and the master said that it was done by the evil men of the corpse refining faction, and everyone was possessed by the evil ghosts detained by the evil people, and they had already died, but the corpse demon had not yet been sacrificed and refined, and for some reason it was abandoned again, resulting in the evil ghost remaining in the body.

In the end, although the evil spirits were dispersed, there was no way to get rid of them.

The terrible situation of those people being possessed by evil spirits at the beginning made the young Mu Haotian unforgettable, and he was stunned into his internal organs, and he never expected to encounter a similar scene again today.

After figuring out the bottom number, Mu Haotian was puzzled again:

"Since the departure from the Lion River crossing, these boatmen have seldom talked and laughed, but there is nothing unusual in their expressions, movements, and even their speech, so when did they encounter evil plots?"

After a little contemplation, you will realize:

"That's right!! When I rescued them on the boat, I always thought that their demeanor and behavior were quite strange, and since then these people have not said a word, it must be the problem of falling into the water! Then ......."

Suddenly, his heart brightened, and he hurriedly reached out to take out the pockets on his body, and held the few remaining ghost shaking talismans, exorcism talismans, warning talismans, yang fire talismans, and the Wenwang gossip mirror in the palm of his hand, and reminded him at the same time:

"Brother Tashan, be careful, those boatmen have all been caught by water ghosts!"

When Xue Ying and Jing Ling heard this, they were frightened and tightly surrounded him.

Na Haiyun glanced at the props in his hand, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, which was fleeting.

Tashan glanced at the boatmen and nodded heavily:

"It's just a little ghost, ignore it for the time being, and wait for the main owner to appear."

The yin wind gusted, blowing on everyone's faces, and the cold was all over the body, and the dark sky seemed to collapse overhead.

The river was as still as a pool of stagnant water, and a lonely sailboat snuggled in the thick fog.

The inside of the ship was dim, the limbs of the six dead men were stiff and the movements were in unison, the sixteen white miserable arms were paddling neatly, and there was an evil smile on the face of each dead man.

This scene is too terrifying and weird, although Mu Haotian is not Wuxia Ameng for a long time, he still can't help but be frightened at this moment.

At a glance, Dou Ran found a dark shadow trembling in a corner of the bow of the ship! Looking closely, it seems that there is a person lying there shivering, and suddenly remembers:

"I haven't seen the boat boss for a while, could it be him?"

Hurriedly opened his eyes wide and stared at the black figure.

Just when Mu Haotian's cold hairs were erected one by one, he suddenly heard Tashan shouting:

"Don't mess around, just show up!"

The sound of the word "strike" fell, and Mu Haotian heard a "whoosh" sound in his ears again, and the surrounding Huo Ran was hot, and a large dark red light lit up at the stern of the boat.

With a wave of his hand, Tashan casually threw the mace at the black shadow on the bow of the boat, flipping the light all the way to reveal the strange shape of the six boatmen.

The moment the stick was about to reach its body, the black shadow suddenly flipped over and leaned towards the side of the ship.

There was a muffled "bang", and the mace hit the deck, embedded in a small section, and fixed the light.

The shadow dodged the rod and staggered to its feet, facing the crowd at the stern of the boat.

The mace glows red, and its figure and face are unobstructed, it is the ship boss!

Tower Hill said in a deep voice:

"Come forward and speak!"

With a flip of his hand, he snorted twice in his mouth, and the mace pulled out of the deck on its own and flew back to the ...... All the way to the middle of the ship, floating one person in the air, scattered light, illuminating the whole ship.

The boss of the boat followed the mace, and when he got close, Mu Haotian slowly took a look at him clearly.

I saw that although his face was also pale and bloodless, his eyes were full of light, and his expression was vivid, unlike those boatmen who were already dead, and he immediately knew in his heart:

"It seems that he is the 'Lord.'"

Tashan stared at the boat boss for a long time, and said coldly:

"Say it! What do you want? ”

The boss of the boat didn't make a sound, his hands hung down on his belly, his head shook slightly, and his face only smiled bitterly.

Tashan said:

"Who the hell are you?"

The boat boss smiled bitterly, but still did not speak, raised a hand, and pointed to his mouth.

At this time, Haiyun couldn't hold it anymore, and opened his mouth to say:

"Fool the gods and ghosts, and see the real chapter directly under your hands!"

As soon as the "choking" sounded, the golden knife on his waist came out of the sheath, and between the dark red light, a golden manghe flashed out, and the cold killing intent made the breath on the ship even more cold.

Mu Haotian was shocked, and when he looked over, he saw Haiyun Golden Knife in his hand, and the blade was full of anger, condensing into a brilliant golden arc of light.

Although the golden light did not penetrate too far, it was like a solid form, as if it could be peeled off from the blade at any time and turned into an indestructible air blade.

Borrowing weapons to stimulate qi is one of the signs of the innate realm of martial arts, and making qi mangs out of weapons and turning into air blades to break through the air and hurt the enemy is a means that can only be mastered by the martial soul realm.

This person is at least a master of the Martial Spirit Realm!

Maybe it was because he saw him swallow Jiao's soul with his own eyes, although Mu Haotian didn't see him take it seriously, he intuitively felt that he was a few points stronger than Li Jian who broke the waterfall with that sword.

Just as he was pondering himself, Haiyun suddenly jumped onto the side of the ship, held the knife in both hands, raised it high, and put on a slashing posture, about to slash out in the air.

The boss of the boat did not look panicked, slowly turned his body to the side, raised his right hand, and led it to the side and back, signaling to see.

Haiyun was stunned for a moment, temporarily stopped slashing, looked at the place he was pointing, and suddenly shook his whole body! Almost couldn't stand on the side of the ship.

Mu Haotian and Tashan glanced at each other, and the doubts in their hearts floated, and they both felt confused.

But in the next moment, the two of them knew the answer at the same time!

In the dark sky, the sailboat moved forward silently, and a huge tombstone on the shore in front of the right slowly crashed into view.

The tombstone is more than ten zhang high, standing diagonally on the river bank, enough to carry dozens of people's sailboats, and this monument is like a child's plaything.

The empty monument was slowly illuminated by the dark red light of the mace, and a bloody halo opened up, as if welcoming everyone to enter.

The ravines on the stele are vertical and horizontal, the cracks are staggered, and the two verticals are chiseled with a total of eight big characters:

The river of the underworld, separated by yin and yang.

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■◇Yin ◇◇ Yu◇■

■◇ Yang ◇ ◇ Darkness ◇■

■◇ Two ◇ ◇ Boundary◇■

■◇ partition ◇◇ river ◇■

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