"Chuiyu", "Xiangzai", "Spiritual Quality", "Huai Fear", and Yinjiang are all slowly sinking in this turbid river, and their eyes are closed.

Whoosh ......

A blood-red sword aura swept out, and everywhere it passed, all the ghosts, like harvested wheat, fell down one after another, turned into powder, and sprinkled on the surface of the river.

Seeing Zhan Wuji wake up and only use two swords, "Mo Gem" was not too surprised.

After surviving the eighty-one heavenly tribulations, coupled with the name of the immortals, the power is naturally extremely strong!

"Are you alright?"

Zhan Wuji said lightly: "I'm just experimenting with a supernatural power, and there's nothing wrong with it." ”

"Then I'm bothering you."

"I'll take care of the rest."

"Mo Zhuo" nodded, with her current cultivation, in the face of so many ghosts, the immortal yuan in her body is also a lot of loss.

Now that Zhan Wuji has awakened, of course she has to take this opportunity to cultivate her immortal power and maintain it at the best level.

So, she immediately went into her room, sat down cross-legged, and prepared to practice.

"The ship is stopped!" At this moment, the voice of "woe" became solemn.

Zhan Wuji hurriedly asked, "What happened?" ”

"I don't know." "Woe" shook his head.

"This is the Yellow Spring."

"No way!"

Hearing this, Zhan Wuji frowned slightly, this scene is related to the word "curse" back then.

In this world, what will happen after these three gates?

In the past, he relied on this ship, walking from one post station to another, and every time he boarded a ship, there would be a faint light.

Now it seems that this is a means of preparing for the dead by the "curse" that simulated the hell of the past.

The flame in the lantern is the flame in them.

However, in this tomb, "woe" and "curse" are equally taboo.

Now there will be no "disaster", let alone "curse"!

Just thinking about it, Zhan Wuji's heart moved, and he immediately raised his head and looked in the direction of the ship.

At that moment, a dark shadow appeared on the bow of the ship.

The man wore a wide hat under which his entire face was shrouded in shadows, and he was wearing a raincoat that covered the whole person.

A hand hidden in a wide sleeve, holding a white wooden paddle, tilting his head, turquoise eyes, staring at the three people and a demon, and said hoarsely: "Where are you going?"

When Zhan Wuji heard this, he didn't answer immediately, and after completing the control of the system, his body also turned, like a head, facing the point of light.

The black shadow stood in front of him, giving the impression that it was like a sailor on a ship.

It's like, from beginning to end, he's in this ship.

"What do you say?" Zhan Wuji hurriedly said.

"I don't know." "Woe" glanced at the people on the boat, and said with some doubts.

"Let's wait and see what happens."

Zhan Wuji nodded slightly, and didn't say anything more.

The boat suddenly fell silent, and the murky river tumbled and made a rattling sound, with a bit of coldness.

On the surface of the water, the mist rolls, sometimes thick, sometimes thin, like a light veil.

The sailor didn't speak, still looking at Zhan Wuji, as if waiting for an answer from the three of them and the ghost.

The boat swayed slightly on the surface of the sea, rippling in circles.

The river was rippling and the current was fast, but the boat just stopped where it was, showing no sign of moving.

The two confronted each other like this, and the time of half a pillar of incense was calm, and nothing happened.

At this moment, the voice of "woe" sounded: "That ship, it has been stopped in place." ”

"His job is to control the ship."

"If he doesn't respond, we'll be safe, but we'll be imprisoned on Yellow Springs Road forever."

"You've got to tell me how we're going to get out."

"If you go any further, it's hell."

"Hell ahead."

Zhan Wuji's expression was indifferent, this time, the purpose of his coming to the Netherworld was to find the "empty" elder.

At this moment, the "empty haze" was still far behind him.

In this case, the only way to go to the deeper places of the Nine Shadows is to go......

As soon as he thought of this, Zhan Wuji glanced at the ship boss and hurriedly said, "Go deeper into the Netherworld." ”

The boatman said coldly, "Okay." ”

With that, he bent down and swiped lightly.

Whoosh ......

The turbid water of the river was stirred and fell from the oars, making a splash.

Suddenly, the cold air was strong and the clouds were shrouded in mist.

A large ship slowly sailed back.

In the river, vague figures are reflected.

Yiye Bianzhou, Zhan Wuji, Ji Shuang'er, "Mo Gem", and "Woe", all stood in the deepest part of the darkness.

The deck was blank.

The cold air is surging like a tide.

The strong aura of death swept in, illuminating the surroundings in a dim light.

The Yellow River is vast and flowing.

The Cui Wei peaks, like stone stalactites, are constantly falling down, and a strong pressure is like a sharp blade to cut the river.

A murderous aura came to the face, and the boat was like a fish, shuttling in the blade.

Whoosh ......

As the ship progressed, the shadow of the mountain became smaller and smaller.

It didn't take long for a jungle of water to come in front of you.

If you look closely, it's upside-down hair.

Out of nowhere, it was pitch black, as dense as seaweed, covering the entire surface of the river.

A red-white figure loomed between his hair.

Countless eyes twinkled, staring at the ship.

The boatman steered the boat and rushed forward.

It's like walking into a tent.

Gently stroke your hair to the sides to reveal a passage.

But at this moment, a cold aura suddenly rose.

A layer of dark gray frost immediately spread from the ship, enveloping the entire cabin in a thick layer of frost.

The black tent was covered with icicles of different lengths.

The entire hull of the ship seemed to be covered with a thick layer of ice, sinking into the sea, and it looked very heavy.

Just as the three of them were on guard and ready to attack, a flash of light flashed, and the three of them had already passed through the forest-like hair.

One dressed in red, the other in white, stopped, their eyes widened, and they silently watched the big ship leave.

He didn't seem to make a move.

Whoosh ......

There was a dead silence all around, only the occasional sound of running water, which made people's hearts beat.

Soon, a huge skeleton appeared in the mist.

Those white bones, huge and incomparable, stretched out from the depths of the earth.

It's like a rolling mountain range, and it's like one island after another.

The skeletons are strangely shaped, and it's hard to tell what race they once were.

The dark fog, swirling all around, seemed even more eerie.

A flat boat, floating on the sea, on each skeleton, there is a black crow.

They were pitch black, but in their eyes, there was a dead silence, like a skeleton.