True Immortal of the Netherworld

The soul-burial treasure mirror hung high in the sky, whirled around, and in the blink of an eye, it became about ten feet in size.

Master Li's old eyes under the dark circles showed a look of determination. He pinched out a strange magic formula with one hand, and a golden ghostly face that was only about an inch in size appeared on his fingertips.

Then he stabbed the acupuncture point on his chest with one hand.

puff! A flash of blood flashed, and the force of his finger was like a sharp knife, penetrating directly into his heart.

The surface of a blood-red heart in Master Li's chest was immediately imprinted with a golden grimace.

Tiny golden runes spread out from the surface of the golden ghost face, piercing into Master Li's heart like golden needles.

With a burst of pain in his heart, Master Li's heart suddenly beat violently under the stimulation of the secret technique. The next moment, a torrent of blood rushed into the blood vessels all over his body. Following this, Master Li's martial arts aura also doubled sharply.

Master Li used the secret method of "self-inflicted pain" to forcibly activate the body. It seems extremely cruel, but it is something that few people can do.

If the power is too great, it will damage the heart and meridians. If the power is too small, it will not be able to instantly improve the functioning of the body. Only Master Li's ultimate understanding, which can be called the "Living Ghost Book", can do this just right.

Even so, this secret method is a very heavy burden for the caster. Each time it is used, it will probably consume more than ten years of life energy.

At the moment, Master Li can no longer care about so much. If he did not team up with Xu Yang to defeat the Girl of Sand, not only would he not be able to save Ning Lin'er, but he and Xu Yang might not be able to escape the clutches of the Girl of Sand.

The soul-stirring technique that the woman of sand had just exerted on Master Li was like opening a century-old scar in Master Li's heart.

He became more convinced of the path of cultivation he wanted to take. He wants to defeat the powerful opponent in front of him and continue to practice the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror to its peak.

He knew that Lan Yu must still be waiting for him in the underworld. He is going to the reincarnation platform in the underworld to tell "Lan Yu" personally that he has never forgotten the promise they made a hundred years ago.

At this moment, Master Li's silver hair stood as straight as a broom, the veins on his forehead were exposed like earthworms, and his eyes turned a strange pale gold color.

Without stopping for a moment, Master Li opened his mouth and sprayed a stream of light golden essence onto the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror.

Suddenly, the surface of the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror shined brightly, and the four words "The Soul Burial Treasure Mirror" on it emitted a dazzling golden light. The next moment, the font actually started to twist.

The font changed, and in a blink of an eye, a golden ghost face the size of a basin was outlined. The golden grimace was about 45% similar to Master Li himself, but much more ferocious.

The Soul Burying Treasure Mirror was originally an extremely difficult secret technique to master. In order to practice this technique, Master Li sealed a portion of the earth soul, one of the three souls of heaven, earth and man, in his own soul in the Soul Burying Treasure Mirror, and signed a contract between the earth soul and the hundred ghosts in the Soul Burying Treasure Mirror. Soul contract. Since practicing the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror, he has never had a good night's sleep, and he is harassed by the ghosts on the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror every day.

It can be said that Master Li has been accompanying ghosts and spirits for more than a hundred years. For the promise made more than a hundred years ago, and for the obsession of finding his beloved Lan Yu again, Master Li endured pain that ordinary people cannot bear. But these are nothing compared to the pain in Master Li's heart.

There is no greater pain than losing a loved one.

Master Li used all his strength to activate the secret technique of soul-burial treasure appraisal.

"The ghosts are escaping and the souls are chanting!"

The next moment, the golden ghost face on the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror made a special whine.

To lament, to sigh, to be sad, to be miserable...

It seems like a hundred years ago, when the "blue rain" fell that day, the sound of sobbing in the back of the beautiful woman was falling, drop by drop, for a hundred years.

Astonishingly, a powerful sonic soul-shaking force was projected from the Soul Burial Treasure Mirror.

Opposite, the woman of sand was forcibly performing a psychic technique, and in the soul realm channel, the three-headed silver snake was about to emerge.

At this moment, the woman of sand suddenly realized that her consciousness had lost contact with the psychic beast "Three Life Ghost Snake".

"No, it's a rare sonic soul attack technique that can cut off my consciousness." The woman of sand's eyes turned red, "Why do I feel the sadness in my heart."

There was a "buzz" sound.

Without the communication of the woman of sand's spiritual consciousness, the spiritual technique "Three Life Ghost Snake" came to an abrupt end.

The huge three-headed silver snake retreated into the soul realm passage with a reluctant expression. The black wind swirled and the passage disappeared.

When Master Li saw that he had successfully cast the spell, a look of relief appeared on his face. But the next moment, his whole body went limp and he almost fell over. He reluctantly took back the Soul Burial Treasure Book and sat cross-legged on the spot.

"This is an opportunity not to be missed."

When Xu Yang saw this, on the side of the magic formula in his hand, the green sandalwood Buddha beads in the sky were like a green dragon descending from the sky. With a call to the ground, they wrapped around the surface of the body of the woman of sand.

"The green sandalwood Buddha transforms, yin and yang communicate with each other, the stars rotate, Ksitigarbha and Kun move..."

Astonishingly, the thirty-one new Buddhist bead on top of the green sandalwood Buddhist beads just flashed and disappeared.

An emerald green light flashed on the surface of "Ning Lin'er's" body, and a green sandalwood branch appeared. Fairy patterns flow on the surface of green sandalwood branches and leaves, and they are brilliant.

Miraculously, the green sandalwood fairy branch gradually sank into Ning Lin'er's body and blood like blood.

Ning Lin'er's blood was filled with streaks of light cyan sacred brilliance. After a while, washed by the power of the green sandalwood fairy branches, light blue Buddha runes appeared on the surface of her bones. At this moment, Ning Lin'er's long black hair turned into light blue.

Ning Lin'er's body has transformed into a green sandalwood Buddha.

The woman of sand's soul suddenly felt a powerful repulsive force.

"This is impossible. The level of this power is so high. Is it the power of an immortal?" The woman of sand asked in surprise.

"Puff".

As the large ball of silver sand rolled, the woman's soul was completely forced out of Ning Lin'er's body.

At this moment, Xu Yang already had a long sword as black as ink in his hand.

The whole body of this sword is as dark as ink, dull and dull. The surface of the sword body is covered with fine fragments, as if it had been smashed into pieces and then spliced ​​together with clay. In terms of appearance, it may not even be as good as ordinary low-grade spiritual weapons, but it has a power that makes people have to look up to it.

Xu Yang narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "Demon girl, accept your fate."

Immediately, the long black sword in his hand was thrown in front of him.

Astonishingly, a huge jet-black ghost energy erupted from the sword body. It was an extremely domineering sword power that penetrated the boundaries of space, reaching up to the sky and down to the eighteenth level of hell.

The souls of various fierce ghosts in the eighteenth floor of the underworld were immediately attracted by this sword domain. Hundreds of ghost king souls, some with green hair, some with one horn, some with fire eyes, or some with long tongues...were sucked into the sword domain one by one. middle.

Immediately afterwards, the black sword domain on the sword body suddenly converged back, and the surface of the black sword body made a rattling sound, as if it could not withstand the huge ghost power brought back from the sword domain.

"Wow!"

The pitch-black sword broke into hundreds of pieces and hovered in mid-air. Then, the sword fragments that were broken into hundreds of pieces exploded one after another with a buzzing and shaking sound, turning into a ball of rolling black ghostly energy.

The black mist converged, revealing the appearance of a person.

This man is eight feet tall with long gray hair. A narrow gray cloth band covers his eyes and is tied in a simple knot behind his head. There are silver ghost runes painted on the gray cloth band. . His skin was greyish and shiny, and his muscles were full of edges but not stiff. He only wore a pair of simple gray shorts, his hands and feet were bare, and his fingertips were slender. The strange thing is that the surface of this person's skin is covered with many light golden cracks that look like slices, as if the whole person is made up of pieces.

This strange man stood in the air without saying a word. Since his eyes were covered with gray cloth, no one knew what he was paying attention to, let alone what he would do next.

Without it, it would be "Hundred Mang", the sword spirit of Devil May Cry Sword and the soul of hundreds of ghosts. This is the unique ability of Devil May Cry Sword. It can attract the power of ghosts in the underworld to condense the new and powerful power of ghost sword spirit.

I saw Xu Yang pointing one hand at the woman of sand opposite him and saying: "Behead!"

The sword spirit "Bai Mang" didn't say a word. He moved when he heard the words, leaving only a gray shadow on the spot and then disappeared.

The next moment, ripples formed in the void above the woman of sand, and a hundred pitch-black long swords appeared out of thin air. Each long sword had a vivid evil ghost pattern on the blade, each of which was different.

Immediately afterwards, the hundred pitch-black long swords buzzed and merged together like a tornado. A ghostly aura shot into the sky, condensing into a huge black sword that was a hundred feet in size.

The black giant sword slashed down.

"One style of Devil May Cry!"

A black line was drawn across, and a powerful, indescribable ghost power blasted out from it.

The woman of sand's soul was immediately cut in half from the middle.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

The entire sea of ​​silver sand jumped up, and a sword-marked gully the size of a thousand feet appeared on the ground.

In the ravine, the ghost energy was rolling and black electricity was running around, destroying the original power of the formation. At the end of the ravine, the space was torn apart, revealing a dark passage.

There was a "bang" sound. The woman of sand's soul collapsed inch by inch.

But just a moment later, a silver sand shadow condensed, and the soul of the woman of sand appeared again. It's just that at this moment, her physical aura has dropped by more than half.

"This sword can activate the power of hundreds of ghosts. It must be the legendary Devil Weeping Sword." The woman in the sand looked flustered, "Hey, a temporary space passage leading to the underworld was cut out of the ravine of the sword. Maybe it's There is a space storm inside, but it is better than waiting here to die."

"Xu Yang, I, "Xue Lin", was born with three lives, and one of my lives was taken away by you today. We will meet again in the underworld in the future, and we will definitely avenge today."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure turned into a silver snake shadow, and just for a flash, she disappeared into the dark passage.

After a moment, the pitch-black space channel quickly closed due to the self-repair of the power of the interface.

Xu Yang withdrew the Devil May Cry Sword in one move with one hand.

"Xu Yang." The girl in white across from him greeted. Then he walked towards Xu Yang's location.

The girl in white at this moment is still Ning Lin'er's body, but her hair has turned into the same light blue color as "Yin Mengting". And on her neck, there was a string of green sandalwood beads, but at this moment, the number of green sandalwood beads had returned to the original thirty.

Ning Lin'er is still Ning Lin'er, but she has the tranquility of a Buddha.

Xu Yang looked at the girl in white opposite him and realized that the thirty-one bead was actually a trace of Yin Mengting's life force. Just as "Yin Mengting" told Xu Yang when she was in the Five Buddha Vajra Array Pagoda, she originally took the green sandalwood fairy branch as her body and was a clone of the green sandalwood saint in the South Heaven Immortal Domain.

At this moment, Ning Lin'er had more memories of "Yin Mengting" when she was in Zhongyuan Realm.

Ning Lin'er walked up to Xu Yang. Somehow, she felt that the young man in green across from her was someone she could rely on.

"Lin'er." Xu Yang responded.

The two people's hands naturally held each other.

Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, covered his eyes with his dragon claws and whispered: "This is the rhythm of heroes saving beauties and beauties committing themselves to each other."

Xu Yang couldn't help but kiss Ning Lin'er's forehead.

Ning Lin'er raised her toes and kissed Xu Yang's cheek.

First love is so beautiful.

Life, happiness.