Merchant of the Underworld

We came here to pursue the Sword of Dusk, but I don’t understand what this has to do with catching Ivy? But since Han Laoliu said this, I naturally did not hesitate and quickly grabbed an ivy growing out of the ice and snow.

The green vines were actually surging, as if there was a stream running inside.

It was also warm and warm, as if there was an endless force flowing into my body.

Immediately, several branches branched out from the ivy, and one by one they wrapped around the waists of the man in the T-shirt, Master Feng, and Xiao Bailong.

As the vines continued to surge, the hair of those people began to flutter gently.

It’s like a blood vessel, replenishing everyone’s energy infinitely!

The man in the t-shirt slashed with the eight-faced Han sword, and thunder flashed from time to time in the sky, repelling all the cold light.

Master Feng's fireballs kept flying and spinning, and golden snakes rushed towards them. They were all ignited by the fireballs, making sizzling sounds one after another, and a stench of burnt flesh spread everywhere.

Xiao Bailong's two big snowballs have merged into one, turning into a high wall stretching seven or eight meters across! The strong wind was raging and roaring to the sky, but it couldn't shake it in the slightest.

Zhiduoxing, who seemed to be the weakest, took this opportunity to reduce the formation by half, and added a layer of black mist to the original formation!

Watching day turn into night, we must be firmly enveloped in it.

The man in the T-shirt looked up and glanced at the dark energy that was about to close. He swung the Eight-sided Han Sword and shouted, "The stars are changing!" Then he jumped to the other side.

Master Feng, who was wearing a fiery red Tang suit, seemed to have a telepathic connection. He controlled the fireball very skillfully, retracting and releasing it, then turned and ran towards the lazy arhat that the man in the T-shirt had dealt with just now.

The fireball flew out, exploded, and split into hundreds of small fireballs. Each small fireball tightly wrapped the light of the Sun-Extinguishing Knife.

The sword light couldn't break out, and it looked like it was burned red.

At the same time, the man in the T-shirt who had changed his opponent brandished his long sword and headed straight for the Golden Snake Sou.

"No!" Jin Shesou secretly screamed, turned around and wanted to run away, but the man in the T-shirt had already filled the sky with lightning when he changed positions, and before he even landed, he threw his sword!

Click!

The eight-sided Han sword entwined with lightning suddenly pierced the magic circle and went straight towards the Golden Snake Old Man!

The golden snake old man retreated hurriedly, dancing wildly with his hands. The black robe on his body fell off and turned into a big snake covered with black scales.

Before its bloody mouth was fully opened, the Eight-sided Han Sword had already flown in!

With a pop, the long sword passed through the neck, and then, as fast as lightning, it pierced through the heart of the golden snake old man!

Jin Shesou's eyes widened, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Then a cracking sound was heard, and the whole body was broken into dozens of pieces.

Roads of blue light burst out from the cracks, flashed past, and turned into a line of white smoke.

"The summer is gone and the cold is coming!" Seeing that the man in the T-shirt had succeeded, the red-robed Taoist priest also shouted loudly.

As he shouted, Xiao Bailong suddenly had a free hand and popped a small snowball in that direction.

The small snowball split into hundreds of pieces in mid-air, and each one rushed toward the fireball.

As soon as the snowball touched the fireball, it immediately sizzled and emitted a puff of white smoke.

The sun-killing knife that was burned red inside the fireball suddenly broke and shattered into pieces!

Hundreds of swords exploded at the same time, and the sky was filled with explosions, and the broken shadows turned into flowers, as if someone had lit countless fireworks together.

"Ah?" Lazy Arhat exclaimed, trembling as he looked at the melted knife in his hand, and took several steps back.

"Jiulin, flying needle!" the man in the T-shirt suddenly shouted loudly.

I suddenly woke up and hurriedly waved my hand, flying out the invisible needle, flying out along the gap in the magic circle, and nailed it directly to the middle of Lazy Arhat's eyebrows.

This guy's eyes widened in reluctance, and he raised his hand and pointed at me from a distance, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything. His facial features were covered with blood, and he fell to the ground on his back.

As soon as he fell to the ground, he was swept up high by the rushing wind and thrown directly from the top of the mountain.

"Quiet!" Zhiduoxing saw something bad, quickly pinched his two fingers, shouted a curse, turned around and ran away.

This guy was hiding behind us, very far away from us. Several of us had just taken action, and no one had time to stop him. We could only watch as this guy ran away quickly and disappeared in a few leaps.

At this moment, Xiao Bailong spit out a mouthful of blood and took several steps back.

The high wall in front of him also shook a few times.

It must have been that when he was playing against Bing Yinzi just now, he was distracted and launched a snowball to attack Lazy Arhat, and then he was injured secretly.

Master Feng and the man in the T-shirt immediately approached, one wielding a sword and the other spreading a fan, hoping to join forces with him to attack Bing Yinzi.

But at this time, the wind sound disappeared out of thin air.

The snow that was swirling all over the sky fell with a bang, and a small snow mountain was built again in front of us.

"He's gone!" Xiao Bailong sat down, and the tall ice wall collapsed and turned into a small snowball again, rolling back into his hand.

"I'll guard the entrance of the cave. You go down quickly. The Sword of Dusk is under the Demon Tomb." Han Laoliu pointed to the bloody hole in the distance before he had time to breathe.

"However, you should be careful. Mr. Dong is bringing the Chou Emperor and a man in a suit. From what Bing Yinzi said, his name seems to be Ghost Bone!"

Several people looked at each other, as if they had never heard of this name.

"There is also a very strange old man with a six or seven-year-old little girl. Judging from their strength, they should be no less powerful than Mr. Dong, and may even be stronger! I can't see through their origins." , Han Laoliu bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ancient sword.

The ivy grew even more crazily, crawling toward the blood hole and straight into the inside!