Chapter 1770: 1770 The Nether Lord!

Hearing this, PEI Ling did not reply immediately. After the system's takeover, he had already turned his body around, facing the light spot like his head.

The dark figure was standing right in front of him, and he looked like the boatman of the boat.

It seemed that he had been on the ship since the beginning ...

"Senior 'calamity', how should I answer?" PEI Ling quickly asked via voice transmission.

Calamity stared at the boatman and said uncertainly, " "I don't know,"

"Let's wait and see how it goes."

PEI Ling nodded slightly and did not say anything more.

The small boat immediately fell into silence. The turbid yellow water around them flowed rapidly, and a cold aura filled the air.

Above the river, the fog churned, sometimes thick and sometimes light, floating like a veil.

The boatman also did not say a word, only maintaining his face facing PEI Ling, as if waiting for the three people and one ghost's response.

The ship swayed gently on the water surface, creating circles of ripples.

The ripples on the river surface were like wrinkles, and the speed of the flow was fast, but the small boat remained in the same place, without any intention of moving.

The two sides were in a stalemate for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Everything was peaceful, and no accidents happened.

At this moment, calamity suddenly sent a message, " "The boat still hasn't moved."

"The duty of the person in front of you should be to steer this small boat."

"If you don't answer, we'll be fine, but we'll be trapped in the yellow Springs forever."

"If I want to leave this place, I have to give you a direction."

"If we continue further, we will reach the depths of the netherworld."

"If we go forward, we will leave the netherworld."

PEI Ling's expression was calm. The reason he entered the netherworld this time was to look for senior 'Kong ye'.

At this moment, senior Kong Wu's position was still far behind.

In such a situation, he naturally had to go to the depths of the netherworld ...

At the thought of this, PEI Ling looked at the boatman and quickly said, " "To the depths of the netherworld."

The boatman immediately replied in a cold voice, " "Alright," he said.

After saying that, he bowed slightly and began to row the pale white oars.

Hualalalala ...

The muddy yellow River water was stirred and poured down from the oars, splashing beads of water on the surface of the river.

In an instant, the coldness became even more intense, and the fog became more ethereal.

The small boat slowly moved backward.

On the surface of the river, there was a blurry shadow.

The boat was like a leaf, and PEI Ling, Ji Shuang 'er, Mo Yi, and calamity all stood with their backs facing the depths of the netherworld.

The reflection on the bow of the ship was empty.

The yin was like a tide, surging and surging.

The thick aura of death swept over, darkening the surrounding scene.

The yellow spring was vast and flowed in torrents.

The huge mountain of Cui Wei fell down like stalactites and the invisible pressure was like a huge sharp blade that was going to cut the river into pieces.

A biting cold baleful aura hit him in the face, and the small boat was like a fish, swimming past the sharp blades.

Huala ... Huala ...

As the ship moved forward, the shadow of the huge mountain gradually faded.

Soon, a forest on the water appeared in front of them.

When he got closer, he realized that it was countless strands of hair hanging down.

Its origin was unknown, it was black like ink, dense like seaweed, threads of it covered the entire River.

Red and white figures flickered in and out of her hair.

Many pairs of eyes looked at the boat.

The boatman continued to row the small boat and went straight into it.

It was as if he had entered a tent.

The hair parted to the sides in an extremely smooth manner, creating a path for the boat.

The chill grew in an instant.

Gray-black frost and snow immediately appeared on the small boat and climbed along the deck. Soon, the entire boat was covered in thick layers of gray-black frost and snow.

Icicles of different lengths drooped down from the black canopy.

The entire ship seemed to have an additional huge ice shell, and it sank further into the water, looking particularly heavy.

Just as the three people and one ghost were on guard and ready to attack at any time, there was a faint light in front of them. They had already passed through the dense forest of hair.

The figures in red and white stopped in their hair. Countless eyes opened and watched the ship leave.

However, he did not seem to have done anything.

Huala ... Huala ...

The surroundings were silent, and only the sound of water could be heard intermittently, making one's heart tremble.

A moment later, a huge skeleton appeared from the mist.

These skeletons were of a large scale, and no one knew how deep they had reached from the bottom of the yellow spring.

It was as if there were mountains or islands scattered all over the vast River.

The shape of the skeleton was strange, and it was difficult to see the clan when they were alive.

As the dark fog lingered, it looked even more terrifying.

The boat sailed through the water, and unknowingly, all the skeletons that emerged from the water had Black Crows standing on them.

These crows were as black as ink, but their eyes were deathly pale, as if they were made of bones.

They stood quietly on the bones that had existed for countless years, and their dense eyes were all looking at the small boat.

As the ship passed, the birds moved their heads in unison.

Just like the red and white figures, they did not do anything.

However, the grayish-black ice shell on the boat seemed to have become a little thicker.

The muddy yellow River water slowly covered the deck. If not for the ice layer, it would have almost soaked the feet of the three people and one ghost.

Huala ... Huala ...

The boatman paddled the boat and left the bones, continuing into the distance.

Tens of thousands of Black Crows quietly watched. After a long time, they finally disappeared into the mist.

The mist returned to normal, as if everything that had happened just now was just an illusion.

A huge shadow spread out from the depths, like the open mouth of a beast, trying to swallow the boat.

The small boat was like an arrow, flying forward at a rapid speed, heading towards him ...

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The netherworld.

The yellow Springs surged and mist filled the air.

Small black-caped boats appeared from the fog. The layers of ripples broke the calm surface of the river, like a school of fish gathering.

The cold wind howled, bringing with it a faint fishy smell, like the aura of a creature being slaughtered.

Hualalalala ...

The sound of the water was loud as countless small boats sped backward. On each small boat, there were human figures.

These humans were all wearing golden armor, and true fire burned on their armor.

They faced the place where they came from and had their backs to the netherworld. Their perfectness was almost tangible, and their ethereal and lofty auras constantly dispelled the death Qi and coldness that rose in the surroundings.

On the bow of each boat stood a human in golden armor. Their hands were clenched and they bowed slightly as if they were holding something and could exert force at any time.

Ripples spread out on the surface of the muddy yellow River. In the broken and blurry reflections, the figures at the bow of the boat were all human-like, wearing wide-brimmed bamboo hats. The brim of the hats cast a heavy shadow on their faces, covering their faces, and a straw raincoat covering their bodies.

His wide sleeves were hidden in his arms, and he was holding a white oars. The oars were submerged in the river, and he seemed to be paddling away at any time.

Bang!

"Cup" felt the ship moving forward, and glanced around from the corner of her eyes.

There were a total of five people on the ship he was on.

A human in linen clothes stood alone at the bow of the ship. He bowed and clenched his fists, not moving at all.

The remaining four people squeezed at the stern.

"Solitary mist" and "void mist" were both within.

After Yin Jiang, Xiang Zai, and Chui Yu fell, they were invited to join gun's team.

Along the way, they had already formed a tacit understanding.

Even without gun's warning, they were all on high alert and their muscles were tensed up, ready to fight at any time.

Suddenly, an extremely fast black shadow appeared in the swaying reflection in the water. It opened its huge mouth full of white sharp teeth and bit the heads of the four people at the stern!

&Quot; Zun " on the ship seemed to have sensed something. He struck out instantly. The iron rod cut through the void, making a sharp whistling sound as it smashed toward the void above their heads.

Wuwuwuwu!

The iron rod swept past without any resistance, as if it had not touched anything. However, a muffled wail rang out, cold and full of resentment.

As the reflection in the water swayed, a Scarlet blood stain appeared and quickly spread, then scattered into a muddy yellow.

In the next moment, pale and thin arms stretched out from the blood stains like randomly broken branches or the feet of insects. They grabbed at the boat and the people on it.

However, before they could even make a move and touch the boat or the figure, they were swallowed by the dense sword Qi, spells, and true fire.

Gu Miao, Kong mo, and the remaining human cultivators had all reacted and quickly joined the battle!

Boom boom boom ...

After a fierce battle, all the ghost hands disappeared together with the blood, as if they had never appeared.

The turbid yellow water regained its flow speed. In the shaking and broken reflection, there was nothing unusual except the dress of the figure at the bow.

"We're almost there," said "Zun" in a low voice.

"There will be more and more battles to come!"

Gu Miao, Kong mo, and the other two human cultivators all nodded.

Now that they had immortal seats, their strength was far beyond ordinary. As long as Yuan didn't find an opportunity, the ghosts in the yellow spring couldn't stop them!

Thinking about this, Gu Miao immediately asked, " "What's behind the netherworld?"

"What do we need to pay attention to?"

"After the netherworld is the true location of the netherworld," replied "Zun" in a deep voice.

"The 13 cities of Youdu!"

"When the time comes, we shall await the king's orders!"

"The only thing we need to pay attention to now is that one person has to stay on each ship."

"Senior, is this so that we can return when the time comes?"'Kong ye' asked quickly.

Gun shook his head and said, " "No," she said.

"If we win this battle against the netherworld, we can go back no matter what."

"We've lost, but it's just a total annihilation!"

"Keeping people here isn't for a way out, but to fight for the immortal position of ferryman!"

Immortal ferryman job?

When Gu Miao and Kong Miao heard this, they were both startled.

After they reacted, the two of them quickly looked at each other. Kong Su immediately asked again, " "Senior, may I ask what is the immortal duty of a ferryman?"

The nine great sects of the Panhu realm could all communicate with the upper realm.

He naturally had some understanding of the celestial occupation.

After becoming an immortal, the difference between an immortal with an immortal job and an immortal without an immortal job was like heaven and earth!

Although this was an immortal position in the past, as long as it was suitable, one could still fight for it!

"If the living want to step into the netherworld, they have to go through three tests," explained "Zun" calmly.

"Draw the true fire of Fusang and see the nether path; After you cross this yellow spring, you can open your netherworld vision. When you enter and exit, remember to recite it to death in front of your face, and use the Scripture to say 'do not return'. "

"The river in front of us is the yellow spring."

"We can't control the boat to the yellow spring."

"Only the ferryman can control it and use it to go through life and death."

&Quot; now, the referee standing at the bow of the ship is the ferryman of our small boat. &Quot;

"We are able to reach this place safely because Yi has taken up the ferrying immortal position."

"If the person standing on this ship is a real ferryman ..."

&Quot; then what we're facing now is not an easy situation! &Quot;

Hearing this, Gu Miao and Kong mo immediately understood that this immortal position was equivalent to being in charge of the travel between the life and death realm.

However, the netherworld no longer existed in the future.

Everything that symbolized death was controlled by the two taboos of you su tomb and GUI sang ...

Just as they were talking, more and more strange things appeared in the reflection.

Large clusters of seaweed and long hair that seemed to be entangled together appeared quietly. The dark shadows behind them were like a large net that covered the entire ship.

There were also countless white bone claws that grabbed at the boat.

There were also Scarlet vines falling down like a waterfall, almost drowning the boat and the people ...

The sword case on the back of " Gu Miao " hummed and a cold light was unsheathed. The cold light cut through the darkness and the cold sword Qi filled the world with a whistling sound. With the power of Thunder, it roared and fell into the river!

The turbid Yellow River water splashed like rain. Streams of black-red blood gushed out like fountains of various sizes, dyeing the river Black for a short time.

At the same time, another human cultivator made his move. The primordial fire around his body surged and burned the void above everyone's head.

The Scarlet-golden flames burned fiercely, leaping suddenly in the void and constantly devouring everything that they could not see.

'Zun' held the iron rod in his hand and stared at the constantly shaking reflection, ready to support the battle at any time.

With a wave of his sleeve, countless flower branches grew from the river. The White roots entered the river and wrapped around everything.

Dark shadows appeared from the river.

They were like schools of fish that were migrating, densely packed and grotesquely coming from the bottom of the river, from the distance, from the fog ... Grandly and grandly.

Gray-black snowflakes fluttered down, and frost spread on the small boats.

The things from the netherworld seemed to be endless.

&Quot; goblet ", " solitary mist ", " empty mist " ... They didn't have the time to speak as they all used their techniques and focused on the battle.

No one made a sound in the chaos. Only the dense spell techniques, divine arts, sword Qi, and talismans shone, illuminating a dark corner.

Reflections of the dark red blood kept appearing. Occasionally, some fresh human blood would fall into the water, causing countless black shadows to fight for it.

The muffled sounds continued, and the muddy yellow River water shook violently. As the reflection was shattered, pale claws, Scarlet vines, pitch-black shadows, Blue Ghost flames, pale green vertical pupils ... All of these were bizarre and variegated. Like a rising tide, they surrounded the ships and the people on them as if there was no end to them.

Boom boom boom ...

The humans attacked in a frenzy. Countless attacks landed on the river and the void.

After an unknown period of time, the rolling dead suddenly disappeared into thin air.

It was as if he had just woken up from a nightmare after the intense battle. After waking up, he saw the surging River and the silent wilderness.

Without any hesitation, all the humans immediately seized the time to recover their celestial spiritual energy.

Huala ... Huala ...

The water of the yellow spring flowed as usual, and the mist dissipated, revealing the muddy yellow surface of the river, which was empty.

However, the reflection in the water showed Cui Wei's vigor.

Thirteen incomparably majestic cities were quietly reflected on the surface of the vast River!

Each of the 13 cities was majestic and looked like a huge mountain that stood in the reflection of the vast sky.

The color of the city was as black as ink. The dark fog was like a mountain mist and clouds that circled around, covering half of the details.

Only the ferocious city gate was clearly visible. It was dark and deep, grotesque and terrifying, as if it contained endless ghosts.

The city furthest away was the most majestic of the 13 cities. Its outline was also blurry, and it looked like a huge shadow that spread over the river in the distance, almost swallowing everything!

In between the cities, the water was flowing and there were dark shadows moving like living things. It was as if they would jump up at any moment and devour people.

The vast and mighty boat was as tiny as dust, but also like a stream of flowing water, like an unremarkable ant under a majestic city.

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In the deepest part of the 13 cities, Youdu city.

A huge darkness enveloped the entire city. The deathly stillness was almost tangible, and a dark fog lingered like a tide.

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In the center of the city, there was a pitch-black Palace that was majestic and continuous.

Step, step, step ...

The soft sound of footsteps broke the silence.

A pair of Scarlet vertical pupils suddenly opened.

The vertical pupil was a thousand feet tall, like a huge torch, illuminating the wide square in an instant.

In the empty square, three dark figures slowly walked over.

The three of them were covered in a thick aura of death. They were dressed in black robes and there was nothing under their hoods. Only the yin energy was dense and almost tangible.

They were the dead who had participated in the myriad immortal gathering.

The three dead men walked to the edge of the square, raised their heads slightly, and looked at the vertical pupils.

The owner of the vertical pupils was a huge Suan ni. Its fine scales and the sharp horns on its head reflected each other, shining with a terrifying brilliance in the dark.

Its body was similar to a snake and a Dragon, forming a nine-turn shape, coiling and coiling around the entire Palace.

"What's the matter?"

A thunderous voice suddenly sounded.

The three dead men stopped and gently nodded at the man with the vertical pupils.

"The myriad Immortals assembly has ended," the leader of the dead said in a cold voice.

"We have to report the situation of the immortals assembly to our master."

"And the decree of 'Li Luo'."

The vertical pupil looked down at them quietly.

A moment later, its huge body moved like flowing water, and its vertical pupils " floated " to the side, making way for him.

The mist behind him suddenly dispersed, and an incomparably majestic gate stood upright!

That door was made purely of mayflies, and tens of thousands of races were inside!

Ink marks had already appeared on its white color, as if it had experienced countless years.

There were bloodstains on it, and ghostly flames flickered in its pitch-black eyes.

The cold and gloomy aura seemed to have materialized. Gray-black snowflakes fell in torrents, almost freezing the soul.

The door had already opened, and inside was a bottomless darkness.

It was deathly cold.

The three dead stepped forward and walked in without any hesitation.

They instantly entered a pure darkness.

There was no up, down, left, right, no sight, and even no way to think ... Everything around him was dark.

Step, step, step ...

The subtle footsteps echoed monotonously in the darkness. Without realizing it, they walked on a tall corridor.

On both sides of the corridor, bone pillars were like a forest, and the pale white lights illuminated all kinds of strange shadows.

Apart from the three dead, this place was extremely spacious, and there were no other living beings or dead.

Hazelnut-like, lonely, cold ...

In a flash, the three dead walked into a Grand Hall.

This Hall was extremely high, and the roof of the hall was almost touching the clouds.

Countless white bone pillars reached into the sky. There were black leaves and branches that were dense and dense. They fell from the roof of the hall like a brocade tent, spreading out layer by layer.

Flowers that were as red as blood and as white as bones bloomed enchantingly on both sides of the hall.

The multi-petaled ink stamen of the flower was like a rose, but also like the flesh and blood of a living creature.

The smell of blood and sweetness filled the hall.

The red and white intertwined like a surging tide, surging under the level 99999 pill vortex.

The ink-colored core armor seemed to be cast from black iron. Every level was covered with dense blood-colored clouds, which seemed to be curses, disasters, death, and calamities ...

At the very top was a throne as large as a mountain.

The throne was pitch-black, and there were ancient runes intertwined with Scarlet Gold and scarlet red flowing on it.

At this moment, a tall and sturdy figure was sitting on the throne.

This kind of person had twelve banners on their heads, and their faces were hidden behind the banners, making it hard to see clearly. They wore a black robe with twelve shining patterns, a lustrous Jade belt, and a seal that hung down to their knees.

Majesty, magnificence, solemness, solemness, deathly silence, coldness, grandness ...

The moment he saw this figure, indescribable reverence, obedience, and worship immediately welled up in his heart. It was as if an indescribable force was urging him to bow.

It was as if they were filled with respect and couldn't wait to kneel down.

It was like a tiny being seeing a great being, almost wanting to abandon everything and pay any price to follow ...

He sat there without saying a word or making any movements, but he seemed to be the destination of all living things and the end of all living beings. The dead would instinctively want to bow down to him.

This was the nether Lord!

The three dead men knelt down without any hesitation and said in a deep voice, " "Greetings, my Lord!"

"Today, there's the myriad Immortals assembly, so we can't act on our own."

"Please forgive me for disturbing my Lord!"

The master of the vast Hall was dead silent and did not respond.

On the throne, the nether Lord did not move at all.

Seeing that the nether Lord had yet to punish him, the leader of the dead continued to report, " "When we participated in the myriad immortal gathering, master immortal Li Luo only said two things."

"First, to find the whereabouts of the heavenly Tribulation."

&Quot; the second is to deal with Immortals who defy the heavenly order. &Quot;

&Quot; we've found a clue to the heavenly Tribulation in the hands of a human. &Quot;

"Many Immortals who disobeyed the heavenly order were also punished."

"But a few large clans weren't affected."

"In addition, there's something very strange!"

"There are three humans participating in this myriad immortal gathering, and their seats are very high."

&Quot; those three humans don't have high cultivation, but they're so arrogant. &Quot;

&Quot; not only did he arrogantly say that he wanted to kill the World Tree, Fusang, and enslave the Dragon Tribe, but the human leader also went against the heavenly order in front of the celestial Prime! &Quot;

"It might have violated more than one heavenly order."

"Of the four celestial primes, celestial Prime Li Luo is, to a certain extent, the embodiment of the heavenly Dao, where the heavenly axis lies!"

"Going against the heavenly order is going against 'Li Luo', the immortal reverent!"

"Since ancient times, even the trusted subordinates of a celestial Prime would die if they violated the heavenly order!"

&Quot; but the three humans were not only safe and sound, the two who spoke arrogantly were even sent away by the celestial Prime. &Quot;

"Although the leader of the human race was taken away by the immortal venerable, it seems like the immortal venerable still wants to help him become an immortal ..."

"That human did provide clues to the heavenly Tribulation,"

"But this matter is still suspicious and unusual!"

"Now, the immortals are discussing in private, and they don't know the true decree of 'Li Luo'. .."

After saying that, the three dead bodies remained kneeling on the ground and waited quietly.

The hall was so quiet that one could hear a needle. On the Imperial throne, the crown bead drooped and did not shake at all.

The red and white flowers beneath the steps bloomed like the tide, and the leaves rustled at the top of the hall. The tall Hall was deathly silent like a Cemetery, without any movement.

The three dead immediately understood. The nether Lord always liked silence.

They could not continue to disturb him here ...

Thus, the leader of the dead kowtowed and said, " "My Lord Yong ning, we will take our leave!"

The three dead men saluted at the same time and quietly left.

The White flames burned quietly, illuminating the hall like a painting. Every blade of grass, every tree, every beam, and every pillar seemed to be frozen.

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Outside the wide hall.

Step, step, step ...

The three dead slowly walked out of the substantial darkness. They were in a daze, and only a pair of huge vertical pupils looked down at them coldly.

When they left the palace and stepped onto the square, the vertical pupil floated down and blocked the entrance again.

At this moment, the one on the far left said in a deep voice, " "There are many living beings who have barged into the netherworld."

His vertical pupils didn't move, and a muffled Thunder-like voice sounded, " "I'm only responsible for protecting my master."

"Don't bother me with other matters!"

The three dead men nodded slightly, and the one on the far right said in a hoarse voice, " "There's no need to alarm my master over such a small matter."

"We'll go and solve it."

The vertical pupil slowly closed, and he no longer paid attention to them.

The three dead quickly crossed the square and left quietly.

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The yellow spring was rolling and the water was splashing.

The cold waves bloomed on the river surface, crushing countless reflections.

The thick fog was like a curtain, blocking one's vision.

Ripples appeared on the muddy yellow water. A small boat broke through the waves and floated out.

PEI Ling, mo minglan, Mo Di, and calamity had their backs facing the depths of the netherworld. They stood at the back of the boat with a black canopy as a barrier. At the head of the boat stood a boatman in a straw Cape and a bamboo hat. He was constantly paddling with the pale white oars, driving the small boat forward quickly.

At this moment, the small boat was completely covered in gray-black frost and snow.

The frost and snow were crystal clear, like flawless black crystals. The cold aura was extremely thick, and layers of icicles hung down, piling up.

The surrounding mist was almost solid, like layers and layers of muslin that covered the area.

Along the way, the boat passed through many strange places and saw countless figures.

However, none of the ghosts attacked them, and they did not encounter any other danger.

He didn't know how long he had been in this thick fog, but gradually, the surrounding scenery began to become clear. The fog faded away, and in the distance, a rugged river bank appeared.

Crash ... Crash ... Crash ...

The boatman moved the oars and pulled the boat to the shore.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the stern of the boat touched something. The boatman's voice was cold, " "You can get off the ship now."

Hearing this, PEI Ling immediately spread out his divine sense and quickly discovered that the land behind him was barren and barren. The terrain was steep and seemed to be formed by countless mountains. All the mountains criss-crossed and converged into the distance.

This piece of land was extremely huge in his perception, and he couldn't detect its end at all. It was deathly silent, and there were no traces of any living beings or dead.

It gave PEI Ling an indescribable strange feeling.

Moreover, the chess pieces that represented senior Kong ye and senior Gu Miao in his mind weren't here at all!

In this situation, either these two seniors had gone to the wrong place, or it was his side ...

At the thought of this, PEI Ling had no intention of disembarking. Instead, he quickly transmitted his voice and asked, " "Senior 'calamity', behind us ... Is the depths of the netherworld?"

'Calamity' didn't get off the boat either, he replied, " "Her aura is different from you sufen's."

"But this is the untainted land, I can't be sure."

PEI Ling nodded, then turned to the boatman and coldly said, " "The place isn't right!"

"We're going to the depths of the netherworld, not here!"

The boatman's voice was cold and his tone did not fluctuate at all."You can get off the ship now."

Upon hearing this, PEI Ling, mo minglan, Mo Di, and calamity immediately knew that something was wrong. The eyes of the three people and one ghost were like torches as they looked at the boatman. The aura around them rose steadily, and they were already prepared for a great battle.

At this moment, the boatman spoke for the third time, " "You can get off the ship now."

Just as he finished speaking, PEI Ling suddenly felt that something was wrong. He immediately lowered his head and looked at the surface of the yellow spring.

The surface of the river shook, and the reflection moved back and forth between broken and intact.

He saw that there was nothing under the boat, and there was no reflection.

On the Misty River in the distance, the reflection of a small boat was quickly sailing into the depths of the fog.

In the reflection, PEI Ling, Ji Shuang 'er, Mo Yi, and calamity were sitting at the stern of the ship.

PEI Ling's expression instantly darkened. That was the fate of the four of them!

There's something wrong with this boatman!

I can't let my fate go far!

When he thought of this, he immediately said in a cold and loud voice, " "Reverse!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rules of this world changed.

The reflection of the small boat followed the path it had left and turned back bit by bit.

However, at this moment, a familiar figure appeared in the reflection of the empty ship.

The boatman was wearing a straw hat and straw raincoat. He held a pale-white oar and paddled quickly.

The boat in the reflection stopped moving and continued to move forward slowly.

Shua!

A blood-colored saber Qi suddenly slashed out.

The blade light was like frost, and it instantly slashed across the boatman's body.

The blade Qi seemed to have passed through nothing. The boatman stood still as if he had not been hurt. He continued to speak in a cold voice, " "You can get off the ship now."

The moment he said that, his entire body started to wriggle.

Numerous mouths opened from the other party's body, straw hat, straw Cape, and oars.

The voices of countless men, women, old and young came out of these mouths in unison, " "You can get off the ship now."

"You can get off the ship now."

"We can get off the ship now ..."

It was sharp and ear-piercing, and it pierced into the depths of the three people and one ghost's minds as if it were real!

At the same time, the entire boat opened its thousands of mouths.

"We can get off the ship now." All the mouths opened and closed.

"We can get off the ship now ..."

The small boat moved slightly and immediately sank into the yellow spring.

Vortexes rapidly formed and turned into mouths that urged, " "We can get off the ship now ..."

"We can get off the ship now ..."

PEI Ling's expression changed as he unsheathed the nine souls saber. A blood-colored full moon rose from the void above his head.

The blood-red light shone through the heavens and earth.

At this moment,"calamity" and "mo Xiao" spoke almost at the same time, " "The shadow in the netherworld might be the main body!"

"Attack the reflection in the yellow spring!"

Upon hearing this, PEI Ling held the nine souls saber and slashed out.

The saber Qi roared and surged like a torrent, but it enveloped the boatman on the boat and the boatman's reflection in the yellow spring!

The shrieking of the sharp blade pierced through the air and chilled the world.

As soon as the long saber was drawn, the world lost its color and everything fell silent.

"The Moongazer serpent in the cage, a thread between immortal and mortal!"

His cold voice reverberated through the netherworld.

A blood-colored crescent moon quietly rose above the boatman's head.

Tens of thousands of blade intent exploded from the boatman's body.

Countless Crimson blood stains turned into tiny sharp knives, gathered like a stream, and flowed into the crescent moon, making it quickly complete.

In an instant, the boatman was sucked dry and turned into a bag of skin. In an instant, he was annihilated. The blood-colored crescent moon entered the full moon above PEI Ling's head, and its lustrous color illuminated the area.

The reflection of the boat returned to the bottom of the boat in a flash ...

After successfully taking back his life Providence, PEI Ling suddenly fell into a trance. He opened his eyes and found himself standing on a small black-awning boat. The turbid yellow water flowed endlessly, and there was fog floating in the distance, as if it was hidden.

Beside him, mo minglan, mo Zhao, and calamity were facing the light at the entrance with their backs facing the vast River.

A figure wearing a wide-brimmed bamboo hat, a straw raincoat, and a pale-white oar stood on the bow of the boat.

The huge, rugged, and steep land was nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, the boatman asked in a hoarse voice, " "Where are you guys going?"

Hearing this, PEI Ling suddenly raised his head. His gaze was like lightning as he looked coldly at the boatman. His voice was cold."Setting the 'cause' and 'effect', Who are you?"

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