Wang Zhixun's explanation opened Yang Ji's eyes, he originally thought that the adventure of the underworld was based on strength, but when he heard Wang Zhixun say, he knew that there was still a deep doorway here, and it was not just a brute force, so he immediately nodded and secretly remembered in his heart.

"Whoosh!"

Although he explained some common sense of the underworld to Yang Ji, Wang Zhixun's speed was not slow at all. The two of them went one after the other, taking advantage of the time when the Flying Yaksha was attracted away, and traveled at full speed through this barren land.

The wind lantern of the underworld is unusable, but fortunately, in the process of crossing this barren land, the two did not encounter a large-scale underworld gang.

After about a pillar of incense, the two finally heard a burst of howls, as well as the sound of various evil spirits, yakshasas, and rakshasas tearing and biting each other.

From a distance, the horizon stretches all the way to a much higher level, and here the terrain finally rises and falls a little, revealing a shadow that can finally be called a mountain peak.

Yang Ji's pupils narrowed slightly, and when he looked carefully, he could even see some shadows of the trees, but they were still dark black, revealing a strong dark taste.

"It turns out that there are plants here, too. ”

Yang Ji muttered in his heart, quite surprised. He originally thought that the underworld was a completely barren place, and there were plants all the same, but it didn't look quite the same as the Han Dynasty.

"It's finally here. ”

Wang Zhixun's voice came from his ears, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. When you get to this area, you will be out of the hunting range of the Flying Yaksha, at least you don't have to worry about attacking badly.

"Smack!"

Wang Zhixun let out a burst of flame and lit the Hades Wind Lantern in his hand, and a little light immediately lit up in this dark world.

"Won't that attract attacks from the creatures of the underworld?"

Yang Ji was surprised.

"Hehe, for us. Do you think there's a difference between lighting the Underworld lantern and not?"

Wang Zhixin smiled, her eyes looking ahead. There were several demons and yaksha howling and rushing at the two of them.

Yang Ji smiled and reacted. It's impossible to avoid the battle altogether in the underworld, but it's better to fly high than high. The powerful Flying Yaksha, obviously the group of demons and Yaksha in front of him is much easier to deal with.

"Whoosh!"

Wang Zhixun flicked his palm, and a scarlet soft sword jumped into his hand, and with a slight leap under his feet, he took the lead in snatching out. The sword flicked, and with a ding, it hit a yaksha that pounced on him.

The next moment. Time seemed to stand still, and the expression of the Yaksha froze, motionless, and its body seemed to be cut by hundreds of silk strings, and hundreds of pieces of minced flesh fell to the ground with a thud.

"Phew!"

Yang Ji looked carefully at the back. Gasp. Wang Zhixun's sword aura was extremely powerful, and the moment the tip of the sword touched, it destroyed the body of the yaksha, cutting it into countless pieces.

Such a terrifying sword aura far surpasses the level of sword skills that Yang Ji is currently in contact with in Langya County, maybe his own creation of the "Immortal Rainbow through the Sun" can be compared to Cheng dù, but the destruction of Cheng dù is far less powerful.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

Yang Ji was surprised in his heart. He had an intuition in his heart, this was definitely a sword skill at the level of a martial arts sixfold martial artist or even higher, and no one had learned it in the current Langya County.

"Howl!-"

Too late to think about it. The second Yaksha crossed Wang Zhixun and attacked Yang Ji. Unlike Wang Zhixun, Yang Ji did not use very powerful sword skills. Instead, the sword fell, and at the second Yaksha rose into the air, and the moment the tiger pounced, a sword slashed into its heart.

"The Yaksha here seems to be much stronger than the one in the Ten Thousand Tombs. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart. I don't know if it's an illusion, Yang Ji feels that the power and muscles of the Yaksha here are much tougher and stronger than the Yaksha he came into contact with in Wanfenling.

It is impossible for the same thing to be so different. Yang Ji only secretly guessed when the evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas in the underworld entered the Han Dynasty. Like himself, he is also under the pressure of the rules of heaven and earth. The strength has weakened a lot.

"Huh!"

Yang Ji stepped forward, and the moment the second Yaksha jumped, he was impartial, and another sword slashed into its heart, provoking it in the air.

And so it was. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

The second yaksha confirmed Yang Ji's guess that the underworld creatures here are blessed with unique nature, and they are not suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth, and they are indeed much stronger than the underworld creatures that appeared in the Han Dynasty.

One sword, two swords, Yang Ji never used too much power. His movements were simple and crisp, and he didn't give these underworld creatures a second chance to fight back at all.

"It turns out that he is still good at actual combat, but I think too much. ”

Ahead, Wang Zhixin looked back and smiled when she saw this scene, and then turned her head away. She was afraid that Yang Ji would not be able to bear it, so she only missed two Yakshas, just to test Yang Ji's strength.

After entering the underworld, the disciples of the sect of the Xiao Zhou Heaven level only had the cultivation of the Martial Dao Quadruple Blood Furnace level at most, and it was very dangerous in such a dangerous place, and it was very difficult to protect themselves.

Wang Zhixin was worried about this, but she didn't expect Yang Ji's skills to shine. His realm level may not be "high", but his actual combat ability is quite exquisite, and he obviously belongs to the sect to take the path of first-class combat skills.

Disciples of this type of sect are often extremely talented, and their strength level is far from enough to be measured simply by realm level.

Wang Zhixin put her mind at ease and focused her attention on the present. She held a lamp in one hand and a sword in the other, and her body was as fast as a ghost, and everywhere she passed, the blood of demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas collapsed, and they fell to the ground.

This kind of ruined miè-level combat power made Yang Ji frightened, but he was afraid that it was not inferior to the strong man of the martial sect level.

"I don't know where she came from. This kind of martial art is too clever, and it is definitely not the Iron Crown Sect, the Iron Sword Sect, the Silver Blood Sect, or the Nine Palace Sect...... What the denominations in these counties can teach. ”

Yang Ji was secretly frightened.

He stood behind and picked up leaks all the way, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became. Wang Zhixin's movements are understated, and her every move is concise and clear, but the landslides and ground cracks and devastation revealed behind the understatement and conciseness are simply heartbreaking.

"Roar!-"

An earth-shattering roar came, and as soon as the eyes dimmed, a black-skinned rakshasa tiger pounced. It was different from the withered and thin black-skinned rakshasa that Yang Ji had seen in the barren land before. The black-skinned rakshasa in front of him had muscles like iron, and he grew taller, full of powerful strength, and he knew at a glance that his strength was not at a level. It's not a little bit stronger.

Yang Ji didn't dare to be careless, a ray of cold light flashed with his long sword, and he immediately went all out to deal with the black-skinned rakshasa in front of him......

In the underworld, death qi and yin qi are enriched, and the power and defense of various evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas are strengthened, on the contrary, the yin, fire, and yang talismans of warriors are suppressed a lot.

The Yin Fire Yang Talisman attached to Yang Ji's sword qi could only cause burns to them. It can't be burned directly to ashes like the Han Dynasty. This made Yang Ji's battle much more difficult.

"Howl!-"

Seeing Yang Ji and Wang Zhixun, a lot of evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas pounced on them, and Yang Ji and Wang Zhixun quickly responded flawlessly.

"In the underworld, battles like this are unavoidable. Unless you don't go into the underworld, a battle like this is nothing. ”

"We come from different spaces. The body, the structure, the smell and they are completely different. Therefore, the creatures of the underworld are often far away and can smell us. Unless you kill all these handful of underworld creatures, you can't get rid of them. ”

"You're good at combat, and it's actually best for you in this kind of place. If you don't want to die, you have to kill them all. And if you survive, your actual combat is often not low. ”

"So here, if you meet a martial artist of the evil lineage, remember to be careful. Because their actual combat experience is often no less than yours. A mere realm level is not enough to accurately assess their strength level. ”

"If you want to avoid war, you can. In sectarian circles, there are some special medicinal powders. can mask the smell on our body. Reduces the chance of being spotted by demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas. But that would be meaningless, and it would not help to grow in strength. That's why I never bring this powder. ”

"In the underworld, it can be very dangerous if you get hurt. Because the power of heaven and earth in the underworld will quickly affect you, and the yin qi will seep into your body, making your injuries worse. So if the strength is not enough, there is not enough certainty. It is better not to enter the underworld lightly. Here, nothing else. The warriors who were blown dry by Gangsha and collapsed into powder ...... a lot of warriors"

......

Wang Zhixin taught by word and deed in front. As he walked, he said that he taught Yang Ji exactly like a master teaching an apprentice. She is fast, ruthless, and accurate in her sword, whether it is a demon who pounces on her, a yaksha or a rakshasa, she never uses a second sword!

Yang Ji listened carefully, these questions seemed simple, but they were very practical, and even related to his own life. The mistake is not that when I meet Wang Zhixun, I am afraid it will take a lot of time and suffer a lot of losses if I rely on myself to explore.

I don't know how long it took to go all the way.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Yang Ji's heart was shocked, and the spiritual power that spread out of his body like a spider web suddenly felt an extremely evil, dark, and vicious aura.

This aura is like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows, gathering its whole body, ready to attack at any time and launch a deadly attack.

It hides itself with all its might, as if it were nothing. If it weren't for the fact that Yang Ji's spiritual power strength was unusual, stronger than that of a sevenfold martial sect-level powerhouse, and it was not weakened by the rules of the underworld, it would have been really difficult to find it.

"What is this?"

Yang Ji's heart was cold, just like falling into an ice cellar on a hot day, and his whole body was excited. This is the underworld, how can there be such an incompatible aura hidden in a bunch of evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas? How did it hide from these evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas?

The most important thing is whether the other side is friend or foe, and what is the target of its lurking here?

These thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and Yang Ji was sure that he had just entered the underworld, and he would definitely not offend any enemies here.

And the Skeleton Ghost King is dead, and now no one knows that they have ruined those people's plans. Therefore, the other party will definitely not be directed at himself, so-

Yang Ji raised his head, and when he saw Wang Zhixun, who was in a heroic posture in front of him, holding a lamp in one hand and a sword in the other, his face changed, and he suddenly reacted.

"Be careful—"

Yang Ji was shocked in his heart and blurted out.

Yang Ji's reaction was not unpleasant, but compared to the other party, it was still slow. At the moment when Yang Ji blurted out the alarm, in the mental induction, the poisonous aura sensed something, and suddenly changed.

A moment ago, the aura in Yang Ji's sense was still cautious, if there was nothing. But in the next moment, the other party's breath was like a bamboo shoot after the rain, growing rapidly in geometric multiples, reaching a terrifying point in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, the doubts and surprise on Wang Zhixun's face had not yet disappeared, the sky darkened, and a huge black shadow and black robe unfolded, like a giant umbrella that opened and rotated, bouncing out from behind a one-man tall black rock ten zhang away.

Hunting in the wind, under the dark sky, those sharp eyes are like stars, murderous, dazzling, and chilling.

"Boom!"

The space seemed to be stagnant, one moment ago, the other party was still above the rock ten zhang away, but the next moment, the air exploded, and the other party was wrapped in a crazy qi engine, and in the roar of rolling steel, he instantly crossed the distance of ten zhang and hit Wang Zhixun who was walking in the forefront with one palm.

So fast!

Too fast, too fast!

At this moment, Yang Ji's heart was shaken, and a terrifying wave was set off in his heart. He had already noticed and reacted in advance, but the other party's reaction was far faster than he expected.

Sharp, spicy, direct, and dry, a series of thunderous movements make people's eyes flawless and their minds blank.

"Boom!"

With a terrible scream, Wang Zhixun had already been hit in the right chest and flew out.

"Rakko!-"

A flash of lightning crossed his mind, and Yang Ji's heart was blank, leaving only this thought. (To be continued) R655