Chapter 129: Death in the Underworld (1)

With Qinglian's palm, "Chu Xiyin" knew that this woman's murderous opportunity had appeared. She saw the ruthlessness and fleeting intolerance in the other party's eyes, as well as murderous intent. She really doesn't know whether to feel sorry for herself, Shanruo and Xiyin's luck, to meet this kind of woman as a mother, or to regret that they cast the wrong baby, even for pigs and dogs, it is better than having such a mother!

You want me to die, but I want to live.

"Chu Xiyin" fought with all her might, but she still underestimated Qinglian's spiritual power and cultivation, she has lived countless long years, and her cultivation and spiritual power are naturally stronger than Chu Xiyin. Although Chu Xiyin was already working hard, time still won her way.

After the two fought for a while, "Chu Xiyin" found that his spiritual power was getting worse and worse, while the other party was still at its peak.

Since the spiritual power is not good, then start from another direction. You must know that she has been in the demon world for countless days and nights before, and the cunning and ruthlessness of those demons, she has put seven or eight points in her heart just by watching. The three souls were originally one, and the three beings came in response to the call, flashing with the treasure light to kill Qinglian, and Qinglian's dragon bone sword Fusheng also responded to the call and met the three lives.

Two swords clash in the air, sparks from the collision of weapons lighting up the night sky. But after all, the Jiao Dragon Bone Sword Fusheng is stiffer than the Sansheng refined by the 10,000-year-old peach wood, plus Qinglian Chengxin destroyed the "Chu Xiyin" weapon, and after half an hour, the sound of the Sansheng "bell" was still cut off by Fusheng.

With a satisfied smile on her face, Qinglian took advantage of the situation and slapped a palm towards the heart of "Chu Xiyin", this palm was wrapped in powerful spiritual power, with devastating power.

The rupture of Sansheng made "Chu Xiyin" shocked and defenseless. This sudden palm really fell on her heart, and the soul was exchanged again, Chu Xiyin only felt a pain in her chest, she knew that her heart was broken, and her face was full of unwilling spit out a mouthful of blood, and her body fell straight down.

People sometimes make big mistakes again and again because of the moment. Qinglian's second palm slapped again, Chu Xiyin was no longer able to compete with it, the power of this palm made a big palm print on the land of the heavenly realm, Chu Xiyin only felt dizzy for a while, and felt that his body lost its center of gravity and fell straight towards the human realm.

Seeing Chu Xiyin falling into the heavenly realm, Qinglian glanced at her hands in disbelief, these hands once again took her daughter's life, she was frightened, she was uneasy, and she regretted it......

Unfortunately, it was too late.

She didn't even dare to fly down to get Chu Xiyin back, she was afraid that they would be driven out by the Hua Clan, and she was afraid that she would be hunted down by the Nine Evil Temples and the Evil God Temple with her son again. Because of her hesitation, she missed the last chance to atone for her sins.

The friction between the clothes and the air created a fire, and the clothes on the body were burned out by the fire. Chu Xiyin's nostrils and blood overflowing from her mouth splattered, she knew that she was about to die, and she forcibly took the last trace of spiritual power and summoned a small spell from the storage bag before she was about to land and put it on her body. She felt so tired, so tired, she had never been so tired, her eyelids were fighting, but she didn't want to close her eyes.

Why hasn't it landed yet?

"I can't die...... My Qingning...... Big brother, sixth brother, seventh brother, starling brother...... I ...... when I didn't see them, she was so tired that she didn't have the strength to open her eyes.

What she didn't know was that her body fell straight into a bottomless crack in the ground, which was one of the roads leading from the world to the underworld, and with a "bang", Chu Xiyin fell into the river, and her body was taken all the way down the river to the deeper underworld.

When he opened his eyes again, Chu Xiyin's body had already washed up on the riverbank. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a gray sky, a ghostly fire, and a rocky riverbank.

She suddenly felt that her body was very light, and her body began to float uncontrollably in the air, and the alarm bell suddenly sounded in her heart, "Am I dead?"

The nearest to her was the corpse of a man of about forty years of age, who was dressed in a half-worn cloth shirt, bleeding from all its parts, with bloodshot eyes, a pale and swollen body, and apparently dead for many days.

"Ahh When she turned around, she saw that it was the corpse of a little boy, about four or five years old, also bleeding from the seven orifices, dressed in a satin shirt embroidered with blue grass on a blue background, and holding a cloth ball of exquisite workmanship in his hand. Chu Xiyin guessed that the child was about to pick up the cloth ball before falling into the water and died, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "It seems that there are really no young and old on the Huangquan Road!" She wanted to pick up the child and put him in the ground, but her hand passed through his body, and she couldn't touch the child's body at all. At this time, Chu Xiyin was shocked to realize that he had become a ghost. She was anxious, she wanted to find her body, and she scurried up and down the riverbank, constantly rummaging through the corpses. Her heart was in turmoil, and her lips trembled, "What about my body......"

She walked down the riverbank, and she didn't know how far she had gone, and she saw a familiar figure, it was her corpse, hanging on a protruding stone by the riverbank, the corpse was pale and wet. She ran over excitedly, trying to move her body aside, but her hands were always weak through her body, and she suddenly felt so uncomfortable and helpless, she shook her hands and cried.

Enough of crying, she began to think of a way to merge her soul into that body again. I don't know how many methods I have used, but it still doesn't work.

She looked at her corpse, her face full of sarcasm, did she want to refine herself into a zombie? No, she didn't want to be a walking corpse, there must be a way...... There must be a way.

She was already an immortal when she died, and in such a cold environment, she estimated that the corpse would not decay and deteriorate. But she couldn't wait, she wasn't sure if there was any danger around. Now in the underworld, the only thing she can rely on is this immortal body.

"What should I do?" she covered her mouth in a hurry, grinding in place for a while, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind, recalling the words of the female resentment, "Remember my words, no matter when you have the faith to live, if your soul is immortal, you will never die." Her nose was sore, and she never thought that she would one day fall into the same situation as a woman.

She panicked, and floated into her body without giving up, trying hard to let her soul attach to her body, but when she got up, only her soul rose, and her body did not move at all. She tried several times, and each time she failed. Her research on ghost and corpse paths was limited, and it was only now that she realized her shortcomings. I recalled the books I had seen at home and in the Langyuan Wonderland, and suddenly thought of a possibility......

She approached her body and leaned over to hold the purple moon bead on her corpse's neck, "I can't die, I have to go back, Qingning is waiting for me to ......" A red stream of spiritual power appeared at the center of the corpse's eyebrows, and the purple moon bead on her neck flashed with purple light, Chu Xiyin only felt that she had been lured, and when she woke up again, she had already returned to her body. As soon as she moved, the water droplets in her hands fell on the stone, hearing this ticking sound, Chu Xiyin was shocked, raised her hand in surprise, looked at the two bubbling hands, she was immediately overjoyed, and she already had the answer in her heart, "It must be the power of the female resentment and the high priest of Mingyue, it is their strength that saved me." "Apparently, she was right.

It should have been a happy thing to finally be able to leave here, but Chu Xiyin had even more headaches. Without a sword, her dead man's body was extremely heavy, and in order to speed up her footsteps, she found a more hidden place near here, trying to restore some of her former cultivation.

"One day in heaven and one year on earth, I have been missing in the heavenly realm for a few hours, that is a few months on earth. Counting by the hour, there were at least three or four hours before dawn when I fell from the heavenly realm, and it would take five or six hours for Qingning to find that I was not in the Fangfei Hall at the earliest, which was more than half a year in the world. Thinking of this, she felt sad for a while, but she didn't have time to feel sorry for herself, the underworld was so big, she had to find a way to get out.

"I'm sorry, Shein...... I'm sorry!" Mei'er's soul was separated from her body, and her face was full of guilt as she looked at her cross-legged practice.

Hearing Mei'er's apology, Chu Xiyin communicated with her with consciousness, "Mei'er, something has happened, and we don't have time to be sad." "She can blame Mei'er, is it useful? She's dead! If she has time to cry, she might as well find a way to restore her cultivation more. She is dead, and if she wants to return to her previous cultivation, it is impossible. But even if it recovers three or four percent, it is good to have a little more self-protection ability. "We have to go back to the human world, and we can only contact the heavenly world when we return to the human world, and only then can we find that woman to take revenge!" If she said that in the face of the demon world and the demon emperor, she could still use Princess Qinglian as air, then after she killed her today, she only hated Princess Qinglian.

Mei'er hung her head in shame, "It's me who is not good, I wanted to be a dead soul, but I heard her scolding and saw her posing in front of us, I still hate!"

Princess Shanruo's soul floated out of Chu Xiyin's body, and she sighed, her eyes full of the vicissitudes of seeing through the world. "Let's go back, we have to work together to get out now. ”

Mei'er shed a line of tears, looking at Chu Xiyin's abnormally pale face and obviously rigid body, she regretted it. It's a pity that there is no regret medicine sold in the world, and it is useless for her to regret it. She had to follow Princess Shanruo and submerge into Chu Xiyin's body.

The three souls gathered again, and a little spiritual flow converged on her eyebrows, she wanted to open up the seven meridians and eight veins of this body again, but the corpse was already stiff, and the blood had coagulated, and it was in vain to do it several times.

She sat here for seven days, and when her cultivation had recovered for three or four points, and she was sure that she could protect herself, she walked out of the hiding place with stiff steps, looking at the river and hesitating for a while, "Should I go down or up with it?" At the end of the upward walk is the fierce beast guarding the ground and the entrance to the underworld, as well as the Yin soldiers and Yin generals, with my current cultivation, I don't know if I can break through? But if I go down, the Lechuan River is connected below, and there is bound to be a long way to go." In order to save time, Chu Xiyin chose to go up the river.