The underworld was dark, and Yang Ji was alone and carefully explored, but except for those dangerous winds, he couldn't hear anything else, and it was unbelievably quiet.

"What's going on? I remember that the Skeleton Ghost King's evil circle summoned a large number of demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas from the underworld, and they couldn't be seen. But why did we follow that yellow spring in, and even the yellow spring was gone? Could it be that the yellow spring could still be sucked dry?"

Yang Ji flew along the sharply undulating ground, observing the surroundings while secretly pondering, and his heart was full of doubts.

The qiē here is too weird, too weird.

Before, the Skeleton Ghost King summoned so many creatures from the underworld, summoning so much gurgling yellow spring water, why are they all gone.

There are black, sharp rocks everywhere, and not even a drop of water can be seen. Could it be that the space-time passage opened by the Skeleton Ghost King will not be able to move non-stop? There for a while, here for a while?

Yang Ji found it incredulous.

The air inside the Bloodgas shield was decreasing, and each decrease meant that one step closer to death. Yang Ji had to use his mental power with all his might, accurately analyze and calculate, and reduce his air consumption to the end.

It's just that the most important thing is that Yang Ji doesn't know where the exit from the underworld is. A trace of anxious feelings slowly arose from his heart, and Yang Ji had to suppress it with all his might.

Yang Ji knew that all these negative feelings were not helpful to him.

"Phew!"

In the field of vision, the black earth was undulating with furious waves, and Yang Ji faintly heard something in his ears. The sound rang only for a moment, and soon it was gone.

"There's something!"

Yang Ji's eyelids jumped, and he immediately raised his vigilance. The light of the underworld was very dim, and the power of heaven and earth, which was completely different from that of the Han Dynasty, made Yang Ji feel a little mentally peeled.

Yang Ji knew it. It is a process of new arrival in a strange world, and the mind and body must slowly adapt.

"Roar!"

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly roared. A sharp black rock in the corner of his eye, a black shadow suddenly jumped up. His limbs stretched out, and he pounced on Yang Ji like a fierce wolf and a fierce leopard, and the two rows of Bai Sensen's sharp fangs were very eye-catching in the dark.

"Rakshasa!"

Yang Ji was taken aback. This is a black-skinned rakshasa comparable to a martial arts quadruple blood furnace powerhouse. The black-skinned rakshasa is a humanoid underworld creature with very strong strength, but I don't know why the black-skinned rakshasa in front of him is not standing and walking, but moving forward like a reptile.

Its bones are large, indistinguishable from other black-skinned rakshasas. But there is almost no muscle on the skeleton. It was only covered with a thin black skin, as if he had been hungry for a long, long time.

But because of this, this black-skinned rakshasa looks very crazy.

"Look for death!"

Yang Ji didn't care, although the black skin Rakshasa was very strong compared to the likes of evil ghosts, but Yang Ji had killed more than one. With a shake of his palm, Yang Ji directly slashed out with a palm.

"Bang!"

Hands and claws intersected, and a strong force came from the opposite side. Yang Ji originally thought that he could shake away this pair of black-skinned rakshasas with one palm, but unexpectedly, this black-skinned rakshasa was emitting white smoke from its body. But he only staggered back a few steps.

"How is that possible?"

Yang Ji looked at his palms and was dumbfounded, not shocked by the strength of this black-skinned rakshasa, but shocked by the changes in his body:

"How can my strength be so small?"

Yang Ji felt incredulous. The energy in the body has not changed, and there has been no change in one's own body. But the power of the blow seems to be much less.

When Yang Ji entered the Ten Thousand Tombs, he had killed many black-skinned rakshasas, and he had an accurate understanding of these monsters, and his calculations would never be wrong.

This palm should not be the effect I imagined at all.

It felt as if someone had put a heavy shackle on themselves, and most of the power they had used to fight against it.

"Howl!-"

The black-skinned rakshasa ignored Yang Ji's distraction, howled angrily, flicked his limbs, and bounced up from the ground, with a sharp roar of sneer. Pounced on Yang Ji again.

This time it was faster and more ruthless than the previous one.

"Boom!"

A clear sword roared, and it was too late. At that time, Yang Ji spit out a dazzling white light from his back. The next moment, Yang Ji stepped forward, a flying whirl, a long sword swung over, the howl stopped abruptly, a big head, hideous and vicious, flew out high, the action was crisp!

"Smack!"

The head hit the ground, and after a half-bang, the neckless corpse spewed out a black jet and fell to the ground, trembling twice and not moving.

A sword killed this skinny black-skinned rakshasa with a sword, Yang Ji frowned, but there was no happy thought in his heart.

Yang Ji flew all the way, because he was worried about the lurking danger and the terrifying wind of the underworld, so the speed was not very fast.

Therefore, Yang Ji actually found that his strength had weakened a lot until now, and the strength of the original peak of the martial arts general level was directly reduced to the peak of the martial arts fivefold Xiao Zhou Tian in this underworld.

This makes their situation even worse and more dangerous.

The only thing to be thankful for is that although the strength has weakened, the blood qi in the body has not weakened. This also means that he is not the peak of Xiao Zhou Tian in the pure sense.

Moreover, although the energy in the pen of benevolence and righteousness is no longer much, it should still be able to allow yourself to hold on for a while longer and replenish the blood qi in your body a few times.

"Is it because of the rules of heaven and earth here?"

Yang Ji raised his head, looked at the sky of the underworld above his head, and fell into deep contemplation. The rules of this world have changed a lot from the Han Dynasty, the earth boat can't be used, the wind can roll people into pieces, and it's so different.

Yang Ji remembered the sudden sinking feeling he felt on his shoulders when he was just thrown into the underworld by the space-time vortex, and immediately suddenly, I am afraid that at that time, the suppressive power of this world has already fallen on him.

It's a dead place, a world of dark creatures. Self-cultivation is the heaven and earth vitality of the Han world, which is the most yang and strong in the heaven and earth, and it is naturally incompatible with this world, and it is inevitable that the strength will be weakened and suppressed.

It's just that Yang Ji didn't expect that this kind of suppression would be so powerful. actually directly knocked himself from the peak of the military general level to the peak of Xiao Zhoutian.

"The gatekeeper didn't tell the truth. He didn't say all about the underworld. ”

Yang Ji remembered the gatekeeper. At the beginning of the Iron Crown Mountain. I questioned him repeatedly, and the gatekeeper swore that it was time to sue him. But that's not the case at all.

Those black winds that covered the sky and shattered gold and stone. The power of heaven and earth, which is completely different from that of the Great Han Dynasty, and the ...... that will be lowered by one realm level after entering the underworld. None of these gatekeepers said anything.

The deal that had been promised to the gatekeeper to search for obsidian for him in exchange for the Genki Grass was a good deal, but now it seems to be dangerous, far from it.

"Even if you come, you will be safe, and now you can only hope to find an exit to leave as much as possible. It would be nice if you could find some obsidian along the way while you were leaving. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Get rid of the problem of no air, and all kinds of hidden dangers. The underworld is actually a good place to hunt for treasures. This world has a long history, extremely ancient, and there are quite a few good things in it, and obsidian is one of them.

Although the gatekeeper seems to be very important, in the underworld, obsidian is really just a kind of stone. There seems to be quite a few things like this in the underworld.

Of course, you have to have a life to get it.

"Whoosh!"

Yang Ji's body shook, turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the earth of the underworld. The underworld was dark, and Yang Ji soon didn't have time to think about obsidian.

This black earth is like undulating and solidified waves. Countless sharp slashes pointed horizontally and vertically, pointing straight to the sky. Yang Ji flew all the way, and felt that all the scenery was similar.

There is less and less air in the blood gas shield. Even though Yang Ji had repeatedly calculated and reduced the breathing consumption to a minimum, it still couldn't change the fact that the air available for breathing was running out.

The air became less and less, Yang Ji Bishun counted every breath, and a scorching heat gradually rose, and it became more and more intense.

Yang Ji knew that his hope of leaving the underworld was probably getting slimmer and slimmer.

"Where? Where the hell is the exit?......

Yang Ji looked up at the sky, secretly anxious. He is by no means the first person to come to the underworld, in fact, he knows that there are a lot of people in the underworld, it is obvious. In the Han Dynasty, there were quite a few strong people who entered the underworld adventure.

Even if these people can enter, there is a way to leave. Only find the sectarian powerhouses who venture in the underworld. Naturally, you can find the way to leave.

Thinking of this, Yang Ji took a deep breath. My mind cleared up a lot.

"Yes, as long as you find a martial artist who is adventuring in the underworld, you will definitely find a way to leave. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

It's not easy to find a spatial passage out of a strange world, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But it is much easier to find those martial artists who are adventuring in the underworld. At least, not by chance, as in the former.

"The underworld is full of dangers, and those who dare to come here must be brave and daring. Unlike ordinary people, the more dangerous they are, the more likely they are to appear. ”

Yang Ji remembered what the gatekeeper had said, obsidian is guarded by evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas, that is, as long as you find the place where these underworld creatures gather, the easier it will be to find warriors who are adventuring in the underworld.

It's just that I have to consider that with Yang Ji's current situation, if he finds those martial artists in the underworld, it's fine, but if he can't find them, I'm afraid that he will be immediately torn to pieces by groups of evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas.

Moreover, even if you find those adventure warriors in the underworld, it is difficult to say whether they are evil, friend or foe. But Yang Ji had no choice.

"I can't care so much, if I go, I will die, and if I don't go, I will die, so I can only take a risk. ”

Yang Ji gritted his teeth, and a determined look flashed in his eyes.

"Whew!"

The underworld is dim, and the sound of howling winds is everywhere, and in this special area, for some reason, it is rare to see evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas.

Yang Ji stood beside a sharp black rock and listened attentively. After a few moments, a low howl was finally discernible from the netherworld winds of the call sign.

"Over here!"

With a sway, Yang Ji swished, jumped out from behind the black rock, and quickly disappeared. As the distance got closer, the howls grew clearer.

The light of the underworld is faint, and the heavens and the earth are dark, and they are connected. In this environment, the line of sight is greatly affected.

"Huh, what's that?"

Suddenly, Yang Ji couldn't help but frown. Just now, he saw a little light flashing behind the undulating rocks in the direction on his right.

The light was small, it looked like a lamp, and it disappeared after a few moments, incredibly fast. So much so that Yang Ji wasn't sure if he really saw it, or if it was his hallucination.

There is darkness in the underworld, and the tone is black. This kind of bright light is completely out of place, Yang Ji doesn't know if this is his hallucination, if it's an illusion, it's just a hallucination, if it's not ......

At this moment, Yang Ji's heart couldn't help but pound with excitement, and the blood in his whole body surged upward.

"Go over and see. ”

Yang Ji changed direction and hurriedly swept to the right...... (To be continued) R655