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Not long after Hu Yun entered the underworld, he felt this change that was difficult to ignore in the underworld. The whole underworld seemed calm, but the flow of Yin Qi was faintly like a storm.

'what's the situation? The breath of the underworld is restless like this? '

He has never eaten pork and seen pigs running. Although Hu Yun has almost never been to the underworld, he has practiced for so many years and has seen the world. It is obvious that something serious has happened in the underworld.

'It can't be such a coincidence, can it? '

Hu Yun thought with some worry, and then kept counting and searching, but within a short period of time, She Ji's aura had become extremely weak, and Sun Yiqiu's aura was even more out of the question.

At this time, the ghostly wind whistling in the underworld, and the land of the underworld began to be filled with thick and strange black mist, which could actually interfere with the perception of a cultivation like Hu Yun.

Even so, Hu Yun rushed to the place where She Ji's breath was strongest in the fastest time, but the closer he got, the thicker the black mist became, and in the distant sky, he could already hear the howling voices of the ghosts.

The sound of woo woo wah wah is like wind, like ghosts, like crying, like howling...

Countless ghosts and monsters screamed on the banks of the Huangquan River, and the bridges of ghosts and ghosts were "woven" by the deformed monsters in the Huangquan water.

Many ghosts immediately disappeared after landing, and some began to retch. The shattered ghost body and the vomited things turned into bursts of thick red mist, which was thick to a certain extent, like black mist, which contained inestimable strangeness.

This terrifying and strange existence is constantly distorting, changing, and extending. It looks like red, like black, and red is better than black. Its nature is like water, and it is as strong as fire.

Hu Yun was still in the distance, but he could only see something horrifying. He instinctively felt that this was an extremely terrifying thing. He absolutely didn't want to be contaminated easily, but he couldn't turn around and leave immediately, because She Ji and Sun Yiqiu were probably inside.

"ah!"

Hu Yun cursed in a low voice.

"The mother was killed by you bastards!"

After cursing, Hu Yun urged him with mana, and despite the constant warning signs from the Lingtai, he still rushed forward by dodging with his spiritual sense.

Hu Yun does not directly touch everything he sees, relying on his intuition, he just blows away everything around him to open the way, or uses the palm thunder method to break evil.

When Hu Yun got close enough, he caught a glimpse of a wisp of five-colored cloth covered with ashes floating in the air from a distance, and he could tell at a glance that it was one of the materials of She Ji's clothes.

Hu Yun waved his hand and gently fanned away some ghosts that approached him. At the same time, like a leaf blown by the wind, he flew to the edge of the little fabric, stretched out his hand and gently pinched it.

As soon as the fabric was in hand, Hu Yun's eyes lit up slightly.

'really! '

Hu Yun has vaguely felt that She Ji and Sun Yiqiu are not dead. This feeling is not often felt. When it appears, it is often only a momentary thing. Many times it is better than continuous fortune-telling. This is the sincerity of the monk.

But when Hu Yun stretched out his hand to grab the piece of cloth, suddenly a hand wrapped in gray light stretched out from above and pinched it on the piece of cloth almost in the next instant. Hu Yun looked up and saw a pair of equally surprised eyes.

"It's you!"

"you!"

Under such weird circumstances, neither of the two sides actually found each other in the first place, but followed the purpose of coming here to discover the aura left by She Ji first, and then grabbed the piece of cloth almost at the same time, and then found each other, and also recognized each other immediately, it was the opponent of the previous fight.

At this moment, no one had much to say, and both Hu Yun and Mi Huang immediately raised their voices.

"drink!"

"Die!"

Both of them were holding the remnant piece of cloth in one hand, and they were subconsciously waving each other with the other hand. There was no magical technique, just the collision of the purest mana.

Spiritual light surrounds the hand and turns it into a phantom, and the fist, palm, and fingers are almost like afterimages that appeared at the same time.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

"boom--"

The impact of the mana collision caused the two sides to be shaken in two directions, and the weird changes in the surroundings continued to intensify, which also forced the two sides not to get too entangled here, so after the collision, they were separated at the touch of a touch, and at the same time they retreated while holding a torn piece of cloth.

When Hu Yun stabilized his figure and looked in the direction of Mi Huang, he had already lost the trace of the other party, and it seemed that the other party did not want to tangle with him at all.

Hu Yun squinted his eyes and looked at the direction where the other party disappeared. He stayed on guard for a while, then looked down at the cloth in his hand, and then immediately started to leave.

When Hu Yun walked away, he saw a ghost coming to this area from far and near. He didn't want to be discovered by the messenger of the underworld, so Hu Yun chose to avoid it.

The first batch of ghosts and gods who arrived were mainly ghosts and wandering gods, and there were hundreds of them. Seeing the appearance of vicious ghosts, the leading ghosts and gods shouted orders.

"The ghosts here are all unforgivable crimes, let's kill them!"

As soon as the voice fell, many ghosts and gods changed from stillness to movement in an instant. They pulled out their weapons and sacrificed magic weapons to fight, and many ghosts rushed to the bank of the Yellow Spring to find out what happened.

These errants are not superficial, and they are more graceful than ghosts when they are moving. Although the errants are also instinctively afraid of the changes around them, there are still many errants trying to walk through the thick and strange fog.

A servant waved his hand to disperse the mist covering his body, but when he passed through, he felt a slight tingling pain on his body, which gradually turned into an increasingly intense burning pain.

"Um... ah..."

Suddenly, Yin Cha let out a scream, and he found that he started to catch fire all over his body. He drew up Yin Qi and made a sudden effort, but it didn't weaken the flame at all, but intensified.

Gu Jing

"What's wrong?" "Caught in an evil spell?"

"Extinguishing!"

"ah......"

"This flame is burning on me too!"

"Me too, can't be extinguished!"

"ah--"

"Stay away from them—"

Like a rapidly infecting plague, because the bad guys around wanted to help their colleagues, they didn't realize that dozens of them were burned by this strange flame, and they couldn't put it out no matter how hard they tried, and the feeling of pain became more and more intense.

Yin Zai's screams became stronger and stronger, and they were no different from the screams of the endless ghosts around him.

"Help me!" "Help me!"

"ah--"

"kill me!"

 …

"Don't go near them!"

The ghosts and gods stared angrily, wanting to help their comrades, but fearful and even fearful, they kept retreating with their companions.

"Stay away from here!"

 …

Seeing what happened to the ghosts and gods, Hu Yun's back felt hot as he watched them go away. This is something weird. To some extent, this flame is as terrifying as Mr. Ji's Samadhi real fire.

The Yin Qi storm in the underworld is getting stronger and stronger, and powerful ghosts and gods are also approaching.

Hu Yun was even more afraid to stay for a long time, and he was even more worried about Sun Yiqiu and She Ji. The situation in the underworld became complicated and confusing, so we must find those two people quickly.

Unexpectedly, Hu Yuncai didn't fly very far, a shout of shouting had already passed, followed by a storm of Yin Qi with a strong sense of oppression.

"Don't let the troubles go--"

A giant hand gathered by Yin Qi descended from the sky, hit Hu Yun heavily, and slapped him directly to the underworld.

"Boom..."

The giant palm fell, and the earth shook.

Although this blow was caught off guard, Hu Yun was no longer the little fox under Ji Yuan's knees. Although he was slightly injured, he had already turned into wisps of fresh air and escaped.

Originally, the underworld is a forbidden place, and Hu Yun has no tokens and no time. In this case, he has no intention of entanglement, and only uses his own magic to escape.

Who knew that the owner of the voice was actually higher than Hu Yun expected, or that he had a special method, so he discovered something wrong in an instant.

"What an evil, what a fantastic illusion!"

When the sound fell, the Yin Qi in a radius of hundreds of miles vibrated, and one after another faint lights emerged from the Yin Qi, as if weaving into a huge net, trying to bind everything in it.

The moment Hu Yun saw the net of light, his mind flickered, as if he had gone through a lot of deduction deep in his heart. Illusion can't be broken, and fire control can't be broken in a moment.

At this moment, Hu Yun felt a great sense of crisis. This ghost definitely has a lot of background!

But just now they ran away without explaining, and now the explanation is even more unclear.

Hu Yun didn't show his body, but flew straight out. When Youguang approached him, the aura of the Lung Mansion vibrated slightly, and then breathed out a breath of white air from his mouth, which turned into a sword shape faintly. After that, Hu Yun stretched out his right arm and pinched the sword formula, entangled with this wisp of white air, and pointed forward.

Hu Yun has held back his breath of gold for a long time, but Hu Yun's attainment in swordsmanship has never been strong. However, looking back on the millennium, the scene of Mr. Ji dancing the sword under the jujube tree has long been in his heart forever.

Hu Yun has never had the confidence or even the courage to swing his sword.

But at this moment, Hu Yun seemed to have returned to a thousand years ago, and turned back into the injured little fox curled up under the jujube tree, only the heroic figure of Mr. Ji's sword remained in his heart and eyes.

At this moment, Hu Yun's fingertips suddenly glowed with sword light.

Swish——

A sword energy swayed across the underworld, and the sword light illuminated the darkness for a short time. It struck Hu Yun in front of him with the momentum of a thunderbolt, tearing the net of Youguang in an instant, and Hu Yun escaped with it.

"Huh... Mister's face..."

Hu Yun was both terrified and excited!

On the other side, a tall statue of ghosts and gods stood on the land of the underworld, looking into the distance in surprise, raised his right hand, and there was a cracked red spot on the palm of his hand.

"It's so powerful, the Youyou net that was prepared to be laid out was broken by him with one blow!"