Infernal Artist

A female voice sounded: "You have studied art for three thousand years, and once you have traveled through time and space to this point, do you really want to go back?"

"Yes." Someone replied.

Another female voice sounded: "Do you know that you have stayed in Huangquan for so long and have achieved the title of Hell Sword God? You are completely unaffected by the history of Purgatory and Eternal Night."

"But... there are some karma that must be repaid." The man continued to answer.

"He's in danger over there, why not wait until later?" said the female voice from before.

"no."

The person who answered raised the sword in his hand and said with emotion: "This sword is called Lichou. It was a gift from him when he saved my life in the past. I must repay my kindness today."

"Then what?"

“You still need to travel to Pengdao with a companion, and it’s difficult to get to Biyantou alone.”

"I don't know if he will be willing..."

"It doesn't matter. As sword cultivators, we just want to have a clear conscience and do it as soon as we think of it."

The world shook.

Many voices rang out in the silence all around:

"here we go."

"There's something going on over there with Zhao Chanyi."

"It's Wangchuan!"

"Superlative skill Wangchuan!"

Amidst the commotion, the girl was a little flustered and was about to fly away.

"Wait a moment!"

An old female voice sounded.

"I've met the Master of Samsara Hall." The girl saluted.

"Are you going to leave just like that? When you see Wangchuan, you feel as if your soul has fallen away. How can this be compared to the demeanor of our Huangquan Sword God?" The old voice was stern.

The other ghosts and gods around did not dare to speak.

The girl also lowered her head.

In the void, the power of the pulling spell is getting stronger and stronger.

The old female voice sounded again:

"Come here, dress her up and style her—quickly!"

Several female gods immediately flew over, surrounded the girl, and used various spells to blow dry her hair, draw her eyebrows, apply blush, and wear jewelry for her.

The old female voice said again: "Quick! Those ghosts and gods on the Naihe Bridge, don't be stunned, go beat the drums! Create an atmosphere!"

"Those trash-picking gods at the Gate of Life and Death should show their strength and stop looking sick and sick."

"All the gods of the Reincarnation Hall return to their positions and take out their artifacts to give her the power of magic!"

"——Cheer up your spirits today, don't let anyone underestimate our female swordswoman from Huangquan!"

Following her instructions, all the ghosts and gods, large and small, took action.

Everyone was so busy, scrambling for time, to make all the arrangements, and then——

Forgotten River has really arrived.

At this time, two more peerless women came to her.

A woman pressed her shoulder and said, "I used to have some skills in weird cards. This will help you become a card to make up for the loopholes in this game."

The other woman said: "The strength of both of us, one for destruction and the other for death, is lent to you."

"Don't lose to other women!" they said in unison.

The girl nodded heavily and looked back at the ghosts and gods.

Everyone grinned and gave her a thumbs up.

"come on."

someone whispered.

The girl wiped away the tears from her eyes, clasped her fists and said, "I am Li Changxue, a sword cultivator. I am wandering around life and death, wandering in the underworld. I am grateful for your continued care. I don't know when I will be able to come back. Please rest assured——"

Everyone is silent.

The girl held her face and cried for a while, sniffed, and suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "I swear, I will definitely snatch that man back!"

The ghosts and gods suddenly laughed loudly.

The Master of Samsara Hall covered his mouth and smiled: "Hehehe, the little girl is really energetic... The time has come, let's go!"

"Go!"

Everyone said in unison.

The girl nodded, shook her body, and jumped into the air.

The master of Samsara Hall waved his hand and shouted: "Drum!"

Boom! Boom! Boom

All the ghosts and gods held hammers and beat drums together.

The fighting spirit rises——

The void retreated to both sides.

Another world appears beneath the void.

I saw tens of thousands of Taoist spells coming in, and they were about to hit Zhao Chanyi who had unleashed Huangquan's magical skills.

The girl exuded an astonishing sword intent, and her mind moved.

In an instant, thousands of sword lights flew out from her body, passed through the void, swooped down, and swept across the entire battlefield.

And she took out an evil ghost mask and put it on her face neatly.

Everything is ready.

She was seen holding a long sword, standing in the clouds, and chanting in a manly voice:

“The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.

Immortal caressed my head, tied my hair and received immortality——"

After reciting the words, the girl's body straightened up and fell towards that side of the world.

The void gradually closed.

There was silence.

The Master of Samsara Hall sighed and murmured: "Why does it feel like I'm marrying a girl... I'm a little reluctant..."

"Yes, yes." All the ghosts and gods responded.

The master of the Samsara Palace clapped his hands and said, "It's not the time to feel melancholy yet—all the gods of hell are ready to fight!"

"Yes!" A group of ghosts and gods shouted in response.

The whole Huangquan became busy.

…

The wind whistled in my ears.

Misty clouds obscured the way in.

The girl wearing an evil ghost mask rode down the wind, not caring that the wind messed up her long hair, and just looked out at the world.

Liu Ping.

Liu Ping was watching everything happening here.

The girl looked at him and the thoughts in her heart gradually became more determined and unshakable.

She looked down at the endless enemy troops on the ground, gently drew out her sword, and said softly:

"This sword is for my man."

The long sword shot out like thunder, instantly cutting through the entire world, leaving a sword mark full of blood mist on the ground.

With one sword, it struck the magic mirror like a mountain, cutting the entire magic mirror into two halves.

There was no one in front of the magic mirror.

All enemies are dead.

The girl then fluttered down and stood beside Zhao Chanyi.

"You're back." Zhao Chanyi said happily.

"As agreed, I will be the big one and you will be the small one," the girl said seriously.

The joy on Zhao Chanyi's face suddenly disappeared, she puffed her mouth, snorted, and whispered: "It's amazing to practice for three thousand more years... I can tell you, there is a lifelong enemy here, you want to do it Da, I won’t be convinced until I beat her first.”

The girl said: "That's it, it's settled."

After she said this, the evil ghost mask on her face suddenly flashed and turned into a smiling ghost face.

The girl cupped her fists and said, "Thank you for calling me here. Changxue is grateful. I am willing to become a sister with you. If anything happens in the future, Changxue will definitely help."

"Sisters, this is the right thing to say!"

Zhao Chanyi patted her shoulder and pulled Luo Xingchen over to introduce her.

Outside the miniature world.

"Is this the Sword God of Six Paths of Reincarnation? I didn't expect you to have such a follower card." The silver-haired old man stared at Li Changxue, his eyes flashing.

"..." Liu Ping was speechless.

Although the other party wears a devil mask, his words, deeds, actions, and even those words——

Besides Li Changxue, who else?

When he rescued her, she was poisoned by love, but he later helped her get rid of it.

so……

She's here to help!

Just as he was thinking about it, the silver-haired old man said with confusion:

"That's not right. She is a person from the Six Paths of Reincarnation - using the sword of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to kill our ghosts and gods in purgatory. This doesn't seem to make sense."

In the field.

Li Changxue turned around and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, I am the person he saved, and now I come to repay my kindness. It is a cause and effect - for thousands of generations, the cause and effect is not empty. Even if it were anyone else, I would not dare to question it!"

"Besides, you secretly intercept the human world of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and draw the souls of practitioners from it. Isn't it that you in Purgatory took action first? What? We are not allowed to fight back?"

The silver-haired old man was speechless for a moment.

There was a look of distress on his face, and he shook his head and said: "I told Medea not to get involved in the six realms of reincarnation, but she didn't listen. Now it's us who are unreasonable."

On the table, the card book is opened.

Cards flew up one by one and flashed in the hands of the silver-haired old man.

"Mr. Dark, this card of yours is incredible, even I want it."

The silver-haired old man said half seriously, half jokingly.

"You can try it - but I advise you, the sword energy in her body has reached perfection, and has surpassed the realm of the Sword Immortal. Her heart is unified, her soul is immortal, and she will not be enslaved by others." Liu Ping praised.

"I remember we made a bet," the silver-haired old man said.

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

"Now that the catastrophe is imminent, I really want to hold these cards of yours... Then just be more serious."

The silver-haired old man reached out and pulled out one of the cards that kept flashing.

He stared at the card.

The card was surrounded by black mist that could not be dispersed, and on the card was a heavy iron coffin etched with countless devil runes.

An ominous aura emanated from the iron coffin.

"This feeling……"

Liu Ping murmured, then his expression suddenly changed, and he said solemnly: "Do you have a nightmare creature in your hand?"

"Yes, in order to study them, we spent a lot of effort in Purgatory to catch one." The silver-haired old man said.

"Stop! The nightmare is invincible. There must be other reasons why you can obtain it." Liu Ping said.

"Don't worry, after countless failures, we have achieved this one success - now it's time for it to win the game for me."

"You don't understand how terrifying the power of nightmares is! Damn it!" Liu Ping cursed.

The silver-haired old man seemed not to hear anything, and just stared at Li Changxue in the field, with a glimmer of greed in his eyes.

"The Sword God of Six Paths of Reincarnation is worth my gamble, go for it!"

The card was thrown out by him and flew into the miniature world.

Bang——

The card made a soft sound, turned into a heavy iron coffin, and crashed onto a hill.

The coffin lid was blown away by a huge force.

A humanoid figure staggered out of the coffin and looked at Li Changxue in the desert.