The black qi around the one-horned ghost king was full of black gas, making a loud sound, Li Chun's face changed, and the long sword turned into a white sword light, completely enveloping these black gases.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A huge explosion sounded, the one-horned ghost king turned into nothing, and the powerful shock wave made Li Chun's face pale, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, flying backwards.

"Li Gongzi!"

"Young Master!"

Yun Shenjun and Ji Xiang Da Anxious, one left and one right, flew over and supported him.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Li Chun shook his head, although the outbreak of the one-horned ghost king was powerful, but after all, it was the end of the strong crossbow, and he was a little shocked in his viscera, but it was not strict.

The Nether Swordsman walked over curtly, laughing and touching his head, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier." ”

He is dressed in black and white, with a cool appearance, and his sudden attitude has become like this, which is really funny.

"Brother Netherworld doesn't have to care, the dead world and the life world have different customs and habits......"

Li Chun had long expected that the Nether Swordsman would be like this, and he didn't expect too much, so naturally he wouldn't care, he could help, which was beyond his expectations.

He is fine, but Wu Hanyan is not a small consumption, she is a little overdrawn under the continuous attack of the one-horned ghost king, and the Nether Swordsman hurriedly took care of her and invited her to enter the city to recuperate.

Li Chun thanked him and quietly told everyone about the invitation of the Nether Swordsman.

"Is this man reliable?"

Lu Xiao narrowed his mouth with a smile, "It looks like dead people don't have anything good." ”

There is no righteousness, and he escapes from the battle, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the standard of a friend.

"It's just him now, we're going to enter Moonlight City to find out the news, it's better to have someone you know than to break in without a head. ”

Li Chun sighed slightly, "Most of the dead world is like this. Don't mind too much. ”

Everyone had decided to follow the Nether Swordsman into Moonlight City, walking all the way, while constantly talking to him to understand the message of the Death Realm.

The Nether Swordsman was probably also a little embarrassed by his previous words and deeds, so he asked. Knowing everything, saying everything.

"The Dead Realm is vast, the River Styx stretches long, and Moonlight City is just a ferry. ”

In the realm of death, such ferry castles are innumerable, hundreds of billions of dollars.

The dead take a ferry from the other side of the River Styx and enter the other side, which is considered to be the territory of the real dead realm. Where calm and numb, emotions and memories are lost, and they exist in the muddy nightmares until they disappear completely.

"The dead realm has a large population, and there are hundreds of millions of people under the jurisdiction of Light Moon City. ”

Fortunately, the deceased do not need resources and have no appeals, they just need to lie quietly. There is no real form, even if it is superimposed. There are no complaints, so it is calm.

Only a very small number of the deceased, who still remain sane and can live a normal life, these people. Generally live in the city.

Among them, there are also people who can practice martial arts and Taoism, gradually improve, and even achieve Yin God, and then become the ruler of the dead. Even if he rebuilt the city on the banks of the River Styx and became the lord of the city, it was not without opportunities.

"Oh, then you also have a chance to become the city lord?"

"That's early. ”

The Nether Swordsman smiled bitterly and shook his hand repeatedly.

If you want to become a city lord, you have to be at least a yin god above level 30, and the deceased is slow to cultivate, and he has to endure at least tens of millions of years before he can have this opportunity.

In other words, in the Death Realm alone, there are at least hundreds of millions of strong people above level 30.

Li Chun was secretly shocked in his heart and took a deep breath.

The city lord is at least level 30, and there are hundreds of millions of ferry cities by the River Styx-the implication is already very obvious.

The Dead World does not correspond to a small world, it links every world in the Vientiane Heavenly Realm, and all the dead will pass through the gate of life and death and come to this Dead World.

"The limit of life and death, even in the top-level giant world, will not be opened lightly, and it is indeed a little strange that the Mitian World has easily opened this passage. ”

Li Chun frowned, he had received a lot of important information along the way, but he still had no clue how to close the passage between the two realms.

"There's a ferry in front of you. ”

The Nether Swordsman pointed forward, only to see a vast line of ghosts lined up, waiting for a small boat to lead everyone back and forth.

No one is noisy, no one is in a hurry, they have eternal time to wait.

"We ...... Do you want to queue up too?"

The prince scratched his head, this line is boundless, God knows how long it will be.

The Nether Swordsman smiled.

"I know that you are impatient, so naturally I won't ask you to line up, come with me. ”

Patience, presumably the side where the dead are far ahead of the living, the Nether Swordsman led a few of them through the group of ghosts into the cabin of the ferry.

"What's the matter, someone actually cut in line?"

A lazy voice came from the hut, and Li Chun stepped into the house, and saw someone lying lazily on a straw mat with a hat over his head, not caring that the ferry outside was already full, waiting to leave.

- This is the captain of the River Styx.

No one is in a hurry here, because there will never be a rush.

"Fire three, get up, I'm going to cross the river. ”

The Nether Swordsman lifted the man's hat.

"Nether-sama?"

Huo San was startled, and jumped up inexplicably, the Nether Swordsman can fly across the river by himself if he wants to, and he doesn't need to take a ghost boat at all, why is it so strange to come here today.

He raised his eyes and looked around, only to see a group of people behind the Netherworld Swordsman, with strong blood on their bodies, and the light of essence and blood in their eyes, which actually made him burn all over his body and was very uncomfortable.

"Live...... The living?"

Huo San was taken aback and quickly covered his mouth.

"My lord, where did you get these living people from?"

The Nether Swordsman glared at him, "What catches, these are my friends, and on behalf of the City Lord, I invite them to Moonlight City as guests and use your ship." ”

"Take them into town?"

Huo San's heart was shocked, and he glanced at the living people with a wince, only to feel that his whole body was hot and trembling with fright.

"This is really a friend of adults, isn't it that you were caught and taken into the city by your lordship?"

The living are extremely vicious beings, and Huo San is the most afraid, where can he believe that this is a friend of the Netherworld Swordsman.

The Nether Swordsman smiled bitterly.

"Just listen to me, go!"

"Good...... Alright!"

Under the pressure of the twentieth level swordsman, Huo San reluctantly agreed, he nodded, shouted and drove the ghosts who had already boarded the boat down, bowed down and invited everyone to board, and hurriedly rocked the oars away from the shore.

The ghosts did not resist and continued to wait honestly, if it was in the world of the living, it would definitely turn into a conflict.

"Dead Man...... Some of them are pretty good after that. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao sighed. (To be continued......)