"Good sword!good sword!really good sword!haha!!"

In the palm of his hand was a scarlet flying sword the thickness of a little finger, although the sword body was slender, it shone with a sharp and demonic scarlet luster, and the blood river grinned happily.

"Damn, with this sword and these magic weapons, and when I meet the old miscellaneous hair of the Emperor Sword Palace last time, I can beat him to the ground by myself!" A talisman in the center of his eyebrows shone with a demonic luster, and with the laughter of the blood river, he had just broken through the thick mana that could not be fully controlled, and a circle of scarlet cloud whirlwind rose within ten meters of the surroundings.

The scarlet light of the demon Ye rotated rapidly around the body, but it only emitted bursts of inaudible vibrations like mosquitoes and flies, the speed was rapid, cutting gold and iron, but it was silent, it could be described as a powerful divine soldier who ambushed and killed.

Blood River's eyes leaped and swept around him, like a black iron tower standing with his eyes closed.

He practiced the Blood Condensation Yuan Pill and stepped into the ranks of the Golden Pill, and the Boundless Secret Method of the Blood Sea that he had cultivated for many years was finally able to show his true power, and now he had more Vientiane Senluo robes, Senluo Lei Fire Banners and the Ghost Demon Demon Drinking Sword in his hand, and he couldn't wait to find someone to try his power.

His mouth squirmed slightly, and the sea of blood cautiously hesitated to move a few steps towards the ghost martial arts.

"Kill!"

Suddenly opened his eyes, Ghost Wu raised his halberd to the sky, his dark green eyes burst out with three inches of staring blue light, his mouth was wide open to reveal two sharp fangs, and he roared in the sky.

An invisible wave of qi surged in all directions, blowing up a cloud of dust and gravel, and vaguely there seemed to be a huge demon god phantom condensed behind the ghost martial arts.

The corpse qi and murderous aura all condensed into a dark green light practice, carrying the boundless battle intent of the ghost martial arts and rushing towards the sky, like a tornado wind, whistling through the dark clouds that filled the night sky, revealing a bright silver moon that was obscured in the far reaches of the sky.

Ghost Wu was a top martial artist who entered the Tao with martial arts before his death, even if only a wisp of remnant soul turned into a zombie after death, his cultivation was extremely fast, and since he followed Han Chu, he also gained continuously, with the arm and leg of the boundless hundred, Ghost Wu Shengsheng pushed his cultivation to the stage of green stiff Xiaocheng.

The ghost martial arts in front of him are as majestic as a mountain, as deep as an abyss, and the halberd in his hand is like an evil dragon going out to sea, tearing the heavens and the earth.

The battle intent rushed into the sky, shocking the soul, Xuehe involuntarily retreated to the same place, subconsciously swallowed and spit, his mind instantly dispelled the idea of wanting to practice with the ghost martial arts, and his eyes turned to Han Chu again, but it only paused for a very short moment, and Xuehe hurriedly turned his gaze away before the idea of challenge could arise.

Suddenly sadly, he found that although his strength had broken through significantly, he was still the weakest of the three.

In addition to these magic weapons, there are naturally some other treasured items in the treasure bag, after all, he was the real power elder of the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Corpses Demon Dao back then, how could he not have some treasures in his hands.

For example, the twelve "Hundred Ghost Night Walking Talismans" unique to the Ten Thousand Ghost Corpse Demon Dao, although this thing has no attack power, its power of hundreds of ghosts is specially used to suppress all kinds of magic weapons, in Han Chu's opinion, this is simply a supreme weapon for robbing houses and houses.

Another example is the secret of the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Corpses Demon Dao, the three "Ten Thousand Ghosts Return to the Yin Pill", this kind of elixir is famous in the Demon Dao, each one is the elder of the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Corpses Demon Dao refining tens of thousands of powerful ghosts to take the most essence of the Yin and Cold Qi mixed with heaven and earth treasures to refine, for the disciples of the Demon Dao who cultivate the Yin and Cold Demons, it is not only a heavy treasure for cultivation, but also a healing medicine that can save lives at critical moments.

"Hehe, a good person who is boundless for a hundred miles!" Han Chule divided one of the three pills into one for each person, and then played with the Xuantian Netherworld Order in his hand, and chuckled faintly, "A token can only let one person in, Luoxia Mountain should still have a token now!"

These days, Han Chu has also been learning some common sense and knowledge of the cultivation world from the mouth of the blood river, and the Luoxia Mountain Range is the location of the Little Netherworld.

Xuehe was not polite to Han Chu, so he took the black pill and carefully hid it in the hidden pocket inside the collar, this thing was equivalent to a life at a critical moment.

Patting his chest to make sure that there was no problem with the pill, Xuehe scratched the thick beard on his chin and nodded knowingly, but there was a little embarrassment on his face, "There are a lot of monks in Luoxia Mountain who hold tokens, but those guys are all great sects of the Demon Dao, not to mention the terrifying forces behind them, even their own strength is also the leader of each sect, and it is not so simple to take the token from them." ”

The Blood River naturally understood what Han Chu meant, every time the Little Netherworld was opened, there were many people with this kind of thought, but since the Little Netherworld appeared two thousand years ago, it had been opened a full two hundred times, but among the one hundred and eight tokens, only a handful of tokens were lost by the Demon Dao Sects.

"Let's talk about it when we get to Luoxia Mountain first, I don't believe that those Demon Dao disciples who hold tokens in their hands, none of them are lonely, at least they have to get another token!"

Han Chu squinted his eyes slightly, his head had already begun to calculate the way to snatch the token, Ghost Wu could stay in the blood coffin, but he and the blood river, one token was obviously not enough.

"Boss, let's do it, but don't look for people from the three sects of the Demon Dao to do it, although the Demon Dao is dormant, but the three sects of the Demon Gate have been inherited for many years after all, if we provoke the terrifying old guys of the three sects, we will have to go around without food!"

Xuehe's heart was cold, and he hurriedly spoke out to convince, he understood Han Chu's character, and he looked harmless to humans and animals with a smile on his face, but he was ruthless inside, and he couldn't turn his face or turn the book quickly, once he moved his murderous intent, he didn't recognize his six relatives, he was definitely an outlier that could not be judged by common sense, and no one could stop him from killing him.

Han Chu nodded, he was never ready to find the disciples of the three sects of the Demon Sect to make a move, the persimmon had to be pinched softly, everyone knew this truth, Han Chu was not stupid enough to take the initiative to provoke those huge sects that had been inherited for tens of thousands of years, even if the three sects of the Demon Gate looked withered and wilted now, but from the mouth of the blood river, Han Chu knew a lot of secret secrets of the Demon Dao.

"Let's go, the matter of the token is planned in Luoxia Mountain!" Han Chu waved his hand, and a rolling green light surged, enveloping the three of them and rushing into the sky and disappearing.

Let's say that the three of them flew towards the south for three days, and at first Han Chu flew with the three of them, but after only half a day, Han Chu handed over this task to Xuehe, who wanted to show off his brand-new flying sword.

The Blood Drinking Sword refined by Han Chu was very fast, especially after the Blood River became more and more proficient, the speed was even faster and faster, but it was weirdly silent, in the blue sky, only a distorted blood-colored phantom could be vaguely seen, and the three of them had already appeared more than ten miles away.

After flying like this for about ten days, a stretch of majestic mountains finally appeared in the distance, the green mountains and green waters were full of smoke, and there were still hundreds of miles away, and Han Chu and the three of them could all feel a vast aura rushing towards them.

"Luoxia Mountain has arrived!"

Blood River's two eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted in surprise as if he was relieved.

Since Han Chu handed over the matter of flying to the Blood River, he has been practicing and meditating every day, studying the formation talismans, seizing all the time, and a little bit of comprehension of the huge joy transmitted from the Tianjun lock, and the ghost martial arts are even more absolute, since he sat on the sword light, he has not moved once, and he sat cross-legged with the halberd, which was simply a huge humanoid stone.

Although the blood river has been cultivated into a golden pill, he has been flying with the full strength of these two people for more than ten days, even if the mana is still supported, no one speaks for more than ten days, and he is about to suffocate to death.

"It is said that in the primeval times, this Luoxia Mountain was a dojo with the power of my Demon Dao, and although every time the Little Nether Heaven was opened, there were countless casualties for thousands of years, but the benefits of my Demon Dao sects were also countless. ”

Seeing that Han Chu opened his eyes, the blood river finally caught the time to speak, and pointed to the endless green valley and green mountains that were gradually approaching and said proudly.

Xuehe was waiting for Han Chu to ask a question with a triumphant face, so that he could pick up the opportunity and show off.

But at this time, the four paths were seven or eight zhang long, with different colors, but they all pierced through the peaceful Xuanmen Divine Light Flying Sword through the sky, and the piercing screams resounded through the sky, and they were extremely arrogant and domineering.

The speed of the four sword lights flying was extremely fast, and their own powerful sword qi mana was not the slightest obstruction, leaving a large deafening air explosion sound from the sky, stretching like thunder, rolling up a powerful hurricane in mid-air, and the entire sky that was rolling was cloudy, and the wind and clouds were changing.

Blood River didn't pay attention for a while, and the entire sword light was swaying for a while, although it didn't shake the three of them down, but it also looked a little embarrassed.

With a wave of Han Chu's hand, the Hundred Poison Cold Light Mask came out of his hand, the colorful auspicious clouds were swirling, and the crystal snowflakes were flying down, regardless of the wind and clouds outside, the wind was strong, and the inside of the Hundred Poison Cold Light Mask was also calm, although this Baidu Cold Light Mask had been tapped by Han Chu because of the material.

But with a lot of heaven and earth treasures condensed, even the wind above the nine heavens may not be able to blow it away, and how can it be shaken by the hurricane brought by the sword light of these four people.

"A few dogs who don't have long eyes dare to provoke your bloody grandfather!"

The blood river has increased its strength recently, and his heart has always been eager to try, but he has suffered from not encountering the opponent, at this time, seeing that he dares to pass by so arrogantly, he doesn't care whether these four people are intentional or unintentional, there is an explosion in his mouth, and the flying sword in his hand has risen to the sky, and in the buzzing sword body groaning, thousands of sword lights were conjured up in an instant, and the fine and dense like a surging blood-colored wave, surging towards the four sword lights.

Although the speed of the sword's flight is fast, how can it compare to the speed of the sword technique of the fighting method, especially this blood drinking sword is tailor-made by Han Chu for the blood river, and it is completely focused on treachery, swiftness and lethality, but in an instant, there are more than ten zhang high waves covering the sky, like a blood-colored storm smashing towards the four sword lights.

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