"The Holy Providence, the son colluded with a hundred schools of rebellion, intending to rebel, and the sin is unforgivable. Please don't embarrass the villain, Childe, please. Li Junhao woke up, still in a daze. There was a shrill and shrill sound in my ears.

"Haha, good. The Father ordered the Son to die, but he could refuse. Li Junhao just opened his eyes, but he felt that he couldn't control his body. I only heard a cry of grief, and then I drank it all with a glass of poisoned wine in my right hand!

Then there was another wave of confusion.

Before he disappeared, he scolded: "Lao Tzu is in a coma again." It wouldn't be Lao Tzu's previous life, and he died too much. ”

In the sea of flowers, most of the body of the sea of skulls has crawled out of the surface. Li Junhao's unconscious body was completely submerged in the sea of skeletons.

"It's such a strong resentment, it's really earth-shattering. What memories has this kid awakened?" The soul fire in the ferryman's eyes fluctuated violently, sensing the resentment on Li Junhao's body, and laughed.

"Ho, it won't be the previous life, Lao Tzu was slaughtered, or his wife was. The ferryman let out a wicked laugh.

"Hate, hate!"

The Son is without fault, and the Father causes the Son to die in vain. Although the son is unwilling, he can not hate!

I don't know when, Li Junhao's eyebrows gave birth to a vertical eye. There was a dark aura like smoke and dust all around him. The aura was pervasive, and a huge black figure condensed in the air.

At the same time, a river was reflected in the sky, and the stars in it were dotted like stars, with no source or place, traversing the void.

Dots flew out of it, like fireflies. Immersed in the black figure, the black figure became more and more solid.

"Damn, I'm playing big. What kind of cultivation did this bastard do before he was born, this is to cross the long river of time and space and be resurrected again!" the ferryman looked at the demon shadow, opened his mouth wide, and cursed.

After saying that, he looked around like a thief. Then he pushed the boat and disappeared on the Lethe River in a puff of smoke. As for Li Junhao, who cares about that little bastard at this time.

Of course, it's better to sneak away first!

The black shadow became more and more condensed, and his eyes were full of light, gradually adding a trace of spirituality. Not at all like a puppet, like a living person who has just woken up.

The blood moon was shrouded in blood clouds, and the blood clouds were overwhelming, sweeping thousands of miles!

"Roar. ”

The Demon Shadow raised its head to the sky and let out a roar that did not resemble a human.

The sea of skeletons below, as if someone had pressed the pause button, were in various strange poses, motionless.

A faint yin wind blew, and the sea of skeletons in a radius of thousands of miles turned into powder, and ceased to exist.

Wandering outside the Three Realms and Six Realms, wandering in the netherworld pawnshop between yin and yang.

An old man with a wrinkled face and dressed in linen raised his head, and his eyes were full of life and death, and the divine light flowed, suddenly like the world was born and destroyed.

Through the void, he seemed to be able to understand the past, and scolded weakly: "That monkey is really nonsense, he didn't even position the compass for the guests, this kid is also lucky, he didn't get lost in the gap between yin and yang." You can also safely arrive at the Huangquan Difu of the Terran Xiaoliudao. ”

He turned his head slightly, as if across the junction of yin and yang, saw the unconscious Li Junhao, and the demon shadow who was stepping out of the long river of time, and muttered: "However, when I smelled the fragrance of flowers on the other side, I gave birth to an amazing magic shadow." It's a pity that he has already died, even if he returns, what is the point. ”

"My guest, indeed, wants to take it back and settle the cause and effect of the monkey. ”

The old man said, stretching out a big hand like a chicken claw, through the void, through the underworld, and appeared in the sky above Li Junhao.

Like an eagle catching a chicken, it's easy to grasp.

The Demon Shadow is surrounded by a long fire, and within a few breaths, the cultivation has returned, and he has entered the merger, and is crossing the fire tribulation of the three calamities of the merger. The flames gradually extinguished, and a stream of rootless water appeared out of thin air, enveloping it. But floods followed.

Regarding Li Junhao being captured by a big hand, the Demon Shadow did not move, perhaps because of the three plagues, or it may be that he didn't care about the other party.

Inside the Netherworld Pawnshop.

"Bang. ”

The big hand casually threw Li Junhao to the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts. Li Junhao opened his eyes in a daze, unaware of what had just happened.

All he felt was pain all over his body, as if he had been crushed by an elephant.

When I opened my eyes, I was no longer on the banks of the Lethe River, nor were the skeletons as vast as the ocean. The bronze ancient lamp in front of him, the light is faint, the roof is carved with beams and paintings, and a figure is carved. But I couldn't see his face clearly.

Suiren!

Inexplicably, seeing this figure, Li Junhao gave birth to a title in his heart. It's very mysterious, as if people are born to eat, and when you see this figure, you will naturally know his name.

He propped himself up on the gray wooden floor, slowly got up, and rubbed his waist.

He squinted and saw a very old figure across a red counter more than a foot long. He has two meters of long silver hair on the floor, and his face is wrinkled enough to kill flies, and he is dressed in simple and simple linen clothes.

The old man held a brush in his hand, as if he was writing something.

"Name your deal. Before Li Junhao could speak, the old man spoke.

The sound is loud and undeniable.

"Uh. Li Junhao scratched his head.

Well, you're so direct, I can't even say anything. Only then did he realize that this should be the Netherworld Pawnshop.

As for how he suddenly came to the Netherworld Pawnshop from the banks of the Lethe River, it doesn't matter, does it?

"One message, two conditions. Li Junhao didn't hesitate, his mind turned around, and he spoke directly.

"Your message. The old man didn't even raise his head, neither mocking nor scolding. Just asked faintly.

"Is the news of the tomb of the Suiren clan enough?" Li Junhao squinted, and the smile on his face was like a little fox who had stolen a fish. Said lightly.

The pen in the old man's hand paused slightly, raised his head, and looked him directly in the eyes. "Not enough. ”

"Then if someone is stealing the tomb of the Suiren clan!" Although he was refused, Li Junhao was not nervous and continued to say with a smile.

"Smack. ”

The brush in the old man's hand was pinched off, making a crisp sound.

For the first time, Li Junhao saw emotions in the eyes of old people, an emotion called anger. Those eyes, as if there was a whirlpool, took his mind into them.

In Liangzhou, there is a mountain range around the Shendu, and the red maple is blooming all over the place. Gu is known as the Red Maple Mountains. But strangely, no one had ever entered that mountain range. No matter where you go, you'll eventually come back to where you are!

At this time, in the depths of the Red Maple Mountain Range, a handsome young man wearing a crimson robe and showing off peach blossoms on it, stared at a pair of peach blossom eyes glowing with water, and looked at the ordinary thousand-zhang hill in front of him with a blue face.

He scolded and said, "This dead old ghost, what kind of ghost feng shui secret technique is there." I think that I am the first suave feng shui warlock in the wilderness, and I have been trapped for more than a hundred years. Even a female can see it, it's really a groove. Uncle still doesn't believe it, my tomb Mingde, I can't kill a dead ghost. ”

Li Junhao only felt that the picture turned, and he returned to the Netherworld Pawnshop, and the scene just now was like a dream.

"Evil obstacles, really evil obstacles. The old man was furious, and his face was darker than the bottom of the pot.

Li Junhao understood who he was scolding, seeing that the old man was so angry, he was very smart to act as a transparent background and did not dare to make a noise.

As for the lucky person who has successfully stolen treasures in history because he is familiar with history, his heart is full of happiness!

"Name your terms. "The old man is immortal and immortal, although he lost control of his emotions for a while, but he calmed down in an instant.

"Can you send two people from Chang'an to Shendu. Li Junhao made his own little calculation, if he could go to the Shendu through the Netherworld Pawnshop, wouldn't he be able to avoid that trouble.

And it's both safe and fast.

"No, if the way of heaven is not damaged, the old man can make a full move, but it is not enough. But now. The old man's face became more and more ugly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was hiding from the enemy, he would have taken refuge in a place where this bird doesn't. And he believed that once he made a move in the desolate land, the enemy would definitely sense it. The first business failed, and the old man, who was not in a good mood, became more and more depressed.

"Amount"

The dream was shattered, and Li Junhao had to face reality.

In this case, his mind was a mess, and he couldn't help but think of the strange token. That piece of Jiang Tianzun can't recognize the calendar, but it makes Xianmen crazy!

Xianmen is so crazy, I think it should be a great treasure, right? Thinking of this, he took out the token from his storage bag and put it on the counter. Looking at the old man expectantly, he said, "I want to know everything about this token." ”

The old man just glanced at it, and said lightly: "A useless Nantianmen token." ”

"Your answer is too perfunctory. Li Junhao's expression froze, and he was powerless to complain.

However, the Nantianmen token or something, it still made his heart move slightly. Could it really be the legendary Terran Immortal Court!

"Since the fall of the Immortal Court, the Nantianmen Token has no meaning. The Nantianmen tokens that have been handed down to this day are also only a handful. The immortal court was already in ruins, and there was nothing left. The old man said Immortal Court, his tone was low and his expression was gloomy.

Tsk, listen to the tone. It seems to be familiar with the fairy court. The founder of the beginning of the Immortal Court of Antiquity, the overlord of the Fourth Age, the Immortal Court Era! Could it be that the old man in front of him is an old antique that survived from the beginning of antiquity.

In other words, it is the immortal god of the Terran Immortal Court! Although he was shocked in his heart, he was shocked by the shattered dream of the Supreme Treasure, and he continued to ask unwillingly: "Is it useless at all." ”

"Of course, if you know how to use it, you can also go to the fairy court. But you, forget it. The old man shook his head.

The use of the Nantianmen token is only known to a very small number of Heavenly Court Immortals. In the eighth era, the immortal court has fallen for four eras, and there are only a handful of immortals who have survived to this day.

Li Junhao was silent, this is despised, must be despised. What's wrong with being weak, there are no human rights if you are weak?

He angrily took back the Nantianmen token, and his heart ached when he thought of the precious opportunity he had wasted.

He frowned, then now this last condition, you have to think about it.

Now that the situation is critical, it is time to save your life. In that case, it's better to do so.

"Can you help me improve my cultivation? As long as it's a little bit, what do you think of the Void Immortal?" Li Junhao looked very kind, with a somewhat flattering smile on his face.

"Is it stuck at the peak of the condensation cave, it has been a long time since I broke through the innate one. The old man asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes, your old man is really like a torch. Li Junhao is happy in his heart, is there a play?

"Dreaming, you are sick, there is no help. Give you one last chance to say what you're asking for. If you don't make any more trouble, go out and turn left. The old man rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Li Junhao was depressed, don't I just be greedy, as for cursing me like this. A little weakly said: "My request is." ”