The sharp iron hook pierced through the pipa bone, and the body swayed in the air, tearing at the muscles, causing blood to flow and pain to be unstoppable.

But this kind of pain is nothing.

The long hair flew in the wind, Guo Fan's eyes were confused, looking at the endless snow-capped mountains in the distance, and all kinds of memories in the original body also appeared one by one.

Who am I?

Zhao is invincible, the master of the Baquan Gate.

A congenital master with a hundred tricks and a perfect true qi!

Lives in Guizhou Province.

What kind of world is this?

There are many warriors in this world.

There are masters of the imperial court, heroes of the rivers and lakes, eighteen major factions, and countless weak and small sects.

There are also three immortals, seven saints, and one dry scattered person, who seem to be the top masters of the martial arts of the Xuan Realm.

Maybe not as good as Daqian.

But far beyond the world of rivers and lakes last time.

This realm is not surprising by nature, and there are many masters of Gang Qi, and there are even top powerhouses who are transcendent.

For example, the leaders of the eighteen major factions are all masters of the peak of their strength.

Compared with Mu Xuankui, it should be a difference.

Originally, everything was normal in this world.

Although there are constant disputes in the rivers and lakes, there are severe punishments in the imperial court, and righteous masters uphold justice.

A little dispute is difficult to become a climate.

The fight between good and evil is also controlled within a certain range.

Until......

Three years ago!

The underworld is born!

No one knows where this power came from, and no one knows who the name of the lord of the underworld is.

Even the masters in the underworld are unknown.

In a word.

It just popped up out of nowhere.

and announced that the world would unify the court, rivers and lakes, and hundreds of millions of sentient beings would obey its orders.

It's a joke!

At that time, everyone thought so.

It's just that this joke is a bit big, which caused the court to be angry and drove tens of thousands of troops to encircle and suppress.

And this one goes......

This chaotic world has begun!

The development of events also stunned the world.

In the underworld, countless shocking masters suddenly appeared.

One of them alone resisted tens of thousands of troops, and they all overturned in a flash, easily killing the general of Gangqi Perfection.

This man is a monk.

The Dharma name is compassion.

But when he kills people, he shows no mercy.

Another person, armed with a long knife, killed the big factions in the rivers and lakes, one person and one knife, and wiped out the six major factions in a row.

Its knife technique shocks the world and is unmatched.

Even the six major sects are in charge, and the masters at the peak of their qi are not as good as their one-sword enemies.

He is known as a knife maniac.

There is also a person, a lupine scarf, dressed as a scholar, and appeared above the palace in the wind.

Just seven palms.

The palace was razed to the ground, and thousands of people were killed, including the emperor, empress, and a single palace lady.

There are also masters in the palace.

How......

No one can walk three times in front of this person.

Person, scholar.

The rivers and lakes are shaking!

One of the three immortals, the fairy in the cave, heard about this matter out of the mountain, and met a beautiful woman named Youruo in the underworld.

Half a day later, he died on the barren slope.

The South China Sea Sanxian was besieged, and his life and death were unknown.

Sun Wuding, who is known as the immortal in the painting, was also approached, and then he was willing to devote himself to the underworld.

became a pawn of the underworld to conquer the world.

These people.

All of them are handsome ghosts in the underworld!

The lord of the underworld, there are ten ghost handsome.

The terrifying Judge Cui, who destroyed the hill with one punch, is still under the top ten ghost handsome!

"Ridiculous!"

Guo Fan's eyes flashed, and his heart was full of puzzlement.

With so many top players, who had never been known before, how could such a thing happen?

And......

Judging from the news inquired by Zhao Wudi, the martial arts displayed by the masters of the underworld have all been in the world.

It's just that most of them have been lost.

This illustrates.

The so-called Netherworld should also be composed of martial artists from this realm, not outsiders like him.

But......

How can so many top masters be unknown for so many years?

To know.

If you want to succeed in martial arts, you can't do it by blindly cultivating hard.

It is also necessary to walk the rivers and lakes, fight with others, and compete in martial arts, so as to improve cultivation and expand horizons.

It's impossible to have a character similar to the Ten Mile Sword God!

It is unlikely that they will remain silent after they have achieved something and go out of the mountain together until this time.

After all, some martial arts were lost hundreds of years ago, how could they live that long?

What kind of person is this lord of the underworld, and where did he recruit so many peerless masters?

"Wow!"

Ahead.

There was a fierce bird screaming in the sky, which also interrupted Guo Fan's train of thought.

Look up.

Their group had already crossed the snow-capped mountains.

In the eye, the black gas is surging, like flower bones of several acres in size churning up and down.

There was a slight flickering of firelight, and there were many people shouting and roaring.

It's a black mountain!

The black mountain is majestic, the black gas is permeated, there are fierce birds hovering on it, and there are even armored figures sitting on the back of birds.

The gaze that swept one after another, like lightning beating, was obviously extremely exquisite.

"Let's go!"

The ghost is almost low.

Standing on top of the cliff, he shook the chains in his hands and threw several people towards the Black Mountain in the air.

His body shook, stepped on the backs of several people, and jumped over with the help of strength.

Finally, catch the chain with your backhand.

"Peng!"

The iron hook shook violently, and several people couldn't help but snort, and there was a cracking sound from someone's pipa bone.

"Someone new again?"

In front of him was a huge pitch-black stone door, in front of which there was a bull's head and a horse's face, looking at a few people.

Although the bull head and horse face looked lazy, Guo Fan subconsciously raised an alarm in his heart.

Master!

And he is also a master who far surpasses Elder Bu and Xuanshuang.

Master of the Gang Qi Realm!

The people who watch the gate here have all been refined into gangqi!

"Let's go inside!"

Ma Mian checked the ghost's token, glanced at a few people, and with a wave of his big hand, the stone door beside him was already rumbling open to both sides.

I don't know how many tens of thousands of catties this stone gate weighs, but this person can easily push it open with the power of his palm alone.

If it falls on you......

The consequences can be imagined!

The voice of the bull head sounded on the side: "Remember, if you enter the ghost gate, you will no longer be a living person!"

Guo Fan looked up.

I saw that above the stone door, there were three big characters engraved.

Death!

These three big characters are pitch black and deep, eerie to the bone, just at a glance, the skull is confused.

"Let's go!"

The ghost almost pulled the chain, and several people couldn't help but step forward.

As soon as you enter the ghost gate, there is a cold wind blowing in your face, and the wind is cold and sharpens the bones, as if it can blow away the body.

Walking in it, the body is fluttering, and the consciousness is blurred, as if it has really become a ghost.

"Where did you come from?"

In the dark, there is an oncoming ghost who asks.

"It's from Qian. ”

The ghost sent back: "A total of thirty-seven sects, large and small, in Guizhou Province, have gathered in Fengming Mountain to discuss the matter of dealing with us. ”

He smiled lightly, as if he was disdainful: "The result was wiped out, this is the first batch." ”

"Hmm. ”

The ghost in front of him nodded: "Register, hard work." ”

"It should be, it should be. ”

The ghost nodded again and again, took the pen and ink, registered the identities of several people one by one, and changed hands at the same time.

"Let's go!"

The chains vibrate, and the ghost in front of the guide has been replaced.

"Below is Huangquan Road and Nai He Bridge, be honest, if you fall into the Nai River, it will be difficult to be a ghost in the next life!"

Huangquan Road?

What a bridge?

I was at a loss in my heart, but when I heard this, I couldn't help but be shocked.

Sweep your eyes in all directions.

It was dim, even with Guo Fan's eyesight, he couldn't see a zhang away, only the yin wind came endlessly.

"Boom la la ......"

Huangquan Road is bumpy, walking on it, the fire is burning, freezing, the yin wind ecstasy, eroding bones.

The many tortures added to his body one by one, and his already weak body became more and more difficult to support.

Consciousness also became trance.

"Drink it!"

At some point, a gray-haired old woman appeared in front of her, guarding a bridge.

Under the bridge, the turbid water is gurgling and flowing, the color is dark, and there are countless ghosts rising and falling inside.

Nai He Bridge!

Meng Po!

Beside Meng Po, there is a stone platform.

The stone platform is hollowed in the middle, and the inside is full of black, strange-smelling liquid, which is thought to be Meng Po soup.

At this time.

Meng Po took a wooden spoon and filled a bowl of Meng Po soup and handed it to the Heavenly Sword Sect in front of him.

Ghost Gate Pass, Huangquan Road, Meng Po Soup......

One by one, one by one, coupled with the confusion of consciousness, it almost really makes people think that they have come to the underworld.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Although the voice of the ruins was weak, it was still cold.

His voice also woke up Guo Fan slightly, making him squint his eyes slightly, and he laboriously sketched in the sea of knowledge.

A three-eyed statue slowly emerged.

As soon as the statue fell, the spirit and spirit also quietly stabilized, and the strange smell between the noses also reacted.

Gas!

Hallucinogenic poisonous gases filled the air, and it was no wonder that consciousness was getting more and more blurred along the way.

"It doesn't matter if you pretend to be a god or play a ghost. ”

Meng Po shook her head lightly, her voice hoarse: "My soup, whether to drink it or not, I can't help you!"

The sound fell, and her hand turned slightly.

"...... Uproar"

The Meng Po soup in the bowl rose into the air and disappeared into the mouth of the ruins with lightning speed.

"You ......"

Guixu's face changed, and he needed to open his mouth to scold, but his eyes suddenly became trance-like, and his body swayed.

"Next!"

Meng Po didn't continue to pay attention to him, and served a bowl of Meng Po soup again.

The Heavenly Sword Sect's Yi Yuan had obviously been poisoned deeply, and when he heard this, his eyes were stunned and he took the bowl and drank it all.

"Next. ”

Guo Fan closed his eyes, sighed helplessly in his heart, and also drank Meng Po soup.

In this case, even if he doesn't want to drink, there is nothing he can do, it is better to obey for the time being.

After all.

The other party spent so much effort to bring people over, it shouldn't be for the purpose of poisoning.

The next moment.

It was as if a feeling of drunkenness came up, his feet fluttered, his eyes blurred, and his body seemed to be out of control.

Even consciousness is no longer distinct.

He could only cling to the three-eyed idol, trying to maintain a trace of clarity, and staggering forward with the person in front of him.

Yama Temple!

"Mighty!"

The shouts of the servants came from the air, and waves rushed into his mind, almost shattering his remaining consciousness.

"Peng!"

Above, a vague figure slammed into the wood.

"Who's in the hall?"

"The Heavenly Sword Sect is in charge of the ruins. ”

"Heavenly Sword Sect Elder One Yuan. ”

"Fire Demon Gate Master Yi Nan. ”

"The Holy Maiden of the Blue Holy Sect is like smoke. ”

"Zhao is invincible, the master of the Baquan Gate. ”

Of the seven people in the same group, only five of them are now half dead, and the other two have not been able to make it here.

"Here, merit and sinful karma are condemned. ”

The man above shouted, "Let me ask you, are you willing to atone for your sins and serve as a ghost messenger in my underworld." ”

"Remember!"

"According to the state of mind here, there must be no false words, otherwise, the eighteen layers of hell will take turns to serve!"

"I don't want to!"

"I don't want to!"

The other party's questioning seemed to have a mysterious force, combined with Meng Po Tang, and it could not be faked at all.

Without exception, none of the five wanted to.

"It's a pity. ”

The black shadow seemed to shake his head: "Come on, take down those two shells and send them to Lord Xuankui's ghost mansion for him to refine zombies." ”

"The Five of Them ......"

"Into Volcanic Hell!"

"Yes. ”