Lin Rufeng's eyes were red and he shouted, "Senior brother, what are you doing?" ”

"You're going to die like that!"

Xiang Zhihan, who was muttering to himself, heard Lin Rufeng's voice, he hurriedly raised his head, and a bright color crossed his broken eyes, "Senior Brother Lin!" Senior Brother Lin! Tell me if I used it wrong, why I didn't have a late soul. ”

Lin Rufeng glanced at the blue soul gathering lamp in his hand, and said with difficulty, "Senior brother, you didn't use it wrong. ”

Xiang Zhihan's eyes shattered, like a fine spar thrown from the sky, fell to the ground, and fell apart.

"That... What about the soul of the night? ”

Lin Rufeng couldn't bear to tell him the cruel truth, maybe he also knew, but he just didn't want to believe it.

Ghosts are afraid of thunder and lightning, even if a hundred-year-old ghost cultivator encounters a thunderstorm, he only dares to hide deep underground, and he does not dare to come forward, for fear of being split into a soul.

Jiang is just a new soul that has just died, fragile and helpless, not to mention thunder and lightning, it is a wind that can blow her soul away, not to mention the heavenly thunder of the monk's tribulation.

How could her soul survive, I'm afraid it would have been split into pieces.

"Senior brother, you cross the tribulation first, sister-in-law's soul, I will help you find it."

Xiang Zhihan didn't seem to be able to hear Lin Rufeng's voice, he looked back at Jiang Buwan's face stupidly, and carefully wiped the blood from her body.

He's done it wrong again.

He thought his plan was foolproof.

He thought he could kill her and bring her back to life.

But it backfired, he didn't do it, he couldn't even find her soul.

He can't even save anyone, so how can he save the people?

Xiang Zhihan had never felt such a strong frustration as at this moment, and he couldn't raise his head with a sense of powerlessness.

It turns out that he is not an omnipotent Xiang Zhihan, and it turns out that his strength is so weak.

He leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, and the purple thunder struck behind him, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, dense and dense, like a huge power grid cast from the sky, netting the two of them, no, one person and one corpse.

Xiang Zhihan raised his head, his pale hand rubbing her face, "Wanwan, you wait for me." ”

"I'll get you back."

Xiang Zhihan picked up the sword he had just stabbed Jiang Butai from the ground, and Jiang Butai's blood was still left on the sword.

He got up slowly, looked back at the sky, and broke the sky with a sword.

His majestic sword intent and cold sword qi faced the heavenly thunder, and the sword qi turned into a white dragon that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, and the heavenly thunder in front of him was scattered, and it soared straight into the sky.

In the air, the white dragon confronted the heavenly thunder, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a long time, and in the end, the heavenly thunder was defeated and dissipated in the clouds and mist.

The dark clouds overhead dispersed, and for a while, the sky was full of light, and there seemed to be fairy music coming from the clouds.

Lin Rufeng was overjoyed, "Senior brother! To Senior Brother! You're done! You're done! ”

After all these years, he thought that no one would ever fly again.

Xiang Zhihan's face was calm, and he didn't even glance at the glow in the air, "Senior Brother Lin, you help me keep Wanwan's body, don't let her rot." ”

Lin Rufeng's heart rose slightly, a smile froze on his face, and he asked cautiously, "Senior brother, what are you going to do?" ”

Xiang Zhihan said the impossible in an extremely serious tone, "I'm going to find Wanwan's soul." ”

The impact of this incident is like a person who is dead, but the person who says she is alive.

This kind of person, the public has a unified statement, sad and crazy.

"Senior Brother Xiang, where are you going to find Wanwan's soul?! She is dead, and there is no more such person in the Yellow Spring! ”

"I don't believe it." Xiang Zhihan said, "I will definitely be able to find her, after mortals die, their souls will go to the Netherworld, and I will go to the Netherworld to find her." ”

Lin Rufeng's eyes widened, pointed to the sky, and said, "The Ascension Avenue is right in front of you, and you just gave it up?" It's a lifelong obsession. ”

Xiang Zhihan's eyes looked at Jiang Feitai on the ground, his eyes were slighted, "If I can't save even one person, what's the use of soaring?" ”

If it weren't for the fact that the Netherworld was too dangerous, and even he wasn't completely sure, he would definitely not leave the body to Lin Rufeng for safekeeping.

"Senior Brother Lin, help me take care of Wanwan's body."

After he finished speaking, he raised his sleeves and disappeared in front of Lin Rufeng.

He has now survived the thunder tribulation, although he has not ascended, but he is already a half-immortal.

Therefore he wants to go, and no one in the nether realm can stop him, and no one can follow him.

Lin Rufeng could only watch the background of Xiang Zhihan's departure, he stared at it for a while, and then turned his gaze to Jiang Feitai on the ground.

With a long sigh, what is this?

In the Netherworld Ghost Realm, no living people are allowed to enter, not even monks.

Ancient books contain that throughout the ages, there have been no more than three people who have successfully returned alive from the Netherworld, and these three have also suffered a great injury after returning from the Netherworld and the ghost world.

Although Xiang Zhihan is now a half-immortal, in the eyes of these ghosts, it is a walking snack.

Countless ghosts rushed up, intending to bite off a piece of flesh from his body.

"Half-immortal, I haven't seen it for a long time."

"The meat of a half-immortal is a great tonic."

Xiang Zhihan used his sword to kill all the ghosts, grabbed one of them, and asked in a cold voice, "Say, where will the new ghosts go?" ”

"There." The unjust ghost raised his hand tremblingly and said, "Fengdu, the new ghosts are there." ”

Xiang Zhihan heard that he walked towards Fengdu, and thousands of ghosts along the way all intended to bite off a piece of his flesh.

Although he is strong, this is the Netherworld, there is only ghost energy, but no spiritual energy.

There will always be a day when his aura will run out, and the day when his aura is exhausted will be the day when thousands of ghosts will rush up and eat his flesh and blood.

In a ghostly ghost town, a white-clad monk was followed by a long string of evil spirits, their green eyes staring at him viciously, like a pack of wolves waiting for their prey to die.

Xiang Zhihan turned a blind eye and walked towards Fengdu alone.

Since then, there has been an extra strange person in the Netherworld's Nai He Bridge.

He was surrounded by thousands of evil spirits, and he asked if he had seen his wife.

An evil spirit deceived him, and he believed.

Even if it's a trap, he drills.

After a few times, he was already scarred, but he still insisted on asking the whereabouts of the lady on the Nai He Bridge.

is so infatuated that even the ghosts passing by can't help but be moved by him.

"What? Xiang Zhihan went to the Netherworld? Sect Master Lin jumped three feet high, "The Netherworld is not a place where ordinary people can go!" ”

"Didn't he go there looking for death?"

Sect Master Lin was so anxious, "How can this be good, now that the cold is not there, and strange things happen frequently in the immortal cultivation world, how can we deal with it." ”

Lin Rufeng's expression was cold, and he replied, "Sect Master Lin, if we don't have Senior Brother Xiang, are we going to wait for death?" ”

Sect Master Lin knew that Lin Rufeng had always been chic and graceful, and was shocked by his serious appearance for a while.

He promised for a long time and said, "What do you mean? ”