True Immortal of the Netherworld

In the Chuanlu Palace in the palace realm space, the stars were cold one day.

Under the stars, the lights of swords and shadows were also cold.

The battle between Liu Haiyu and Guigu Zan and the white-robed Taoist and the black-robed Taoist became increasingly fierce.

Especially the battle between Guigu Zan and the black-robed Taoist can be said to be on the verge of life and death.

At this moment, the Changhe Sword in the black-robed Taoist's hand was already close to the gap in the ribs of Guigu Zan's body, and he thrust the sword in.

when!

First there was a crisp sound!

Click, click, click!

A burst of sparks flew around, and blue light flew around, but no bright red light spilled out.

Guigu Zan suddenly contracted the ribs in his chest, and the chest became half of its original size, avoiding the vital point in his heart. The edge of the Changhe Sword in the opponent's black-robed Taoist hand only scratched the surface of his skin.

Without any pause, Guigu Zan clamped down hard with his left arm, locking the Changhe Sword between the ribs of the white bone armor outside him.

As a ghost master, Guitani Zan is extremely proficient in the art of bone control. Using the art of bone control to temporarily transform one's body is only the lowest level operation.

Guigu Zan's eyes flickered, and his eyes were full of determination, as if he had planned all this.

Immediately afterwards, Guigu Zan reached forward with his left arm, and with a creak, his arm unexpectedly grew one foot longer. The five fingers of his left hand were like hooks, and he clamped the right wrist of the black-robed Taoist.

In this way, the Changhe Sword in the black-robed Taoist's hand was caught by Guigu Zan's outer bone armor, and his wrist was clamped at the same time. The black-robed Taoist's Changhe Sword couldn't be stabbed in or pulled out, and it rubbed back and forth, making a rattling sound.

"Stay here!"

But he saw a vortex of blue light appearing in Gui Gu Zan's heart. In the vortex, a pair of white bone claws opened the edge of the vortex, and a white skeleton man first got out of his bare white head and crawled out half of his body.

This white-bone skeleton man wears a gold chain around his neck, which is his Heavenly Soul clone.

"Ghost Escape - Heavenly Soul Seal!"

The skeleton man of Tianhun clone moved his upper and lower jaws, as if roaring, showing a ferocious look. He grabbed out a pair of bone claws, and with a bang, ten fingertips were clasped at the heart of the black-robed Taoist's chest, and his sharp fingers The tip penetrates into the flesh.

Buzz!

Where the bone claws fell, circles of blue ghost runes poured out, forming a circular seal formation in the blink of an eye.

The heart of the black-robed Taoist opposite was immediately blocked, and his body was forced to stagnate. He wanted to break free, but his right hand was tightly clamped on the wrist by Gui Gu Zan's left hand, and the Changhe Sword was still stuck in Gui Gu Zan's outer bone armor. in the gap.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Black ghostly aura emerged from the seal on the chest of the black-robed Taoist. His whole body seemed to be deflated, and his physical aura suddenly weakened.

The black-robed Taoist opposite seemed to be unaware of the pain. Instead of uttering a cry, he opened his mouth and a black light swirled out of his mouth.

Before the black-robed Taoist could spit out the black light from his mouth, Guigu Zan released his left hand that locked the opponent's wrist, and at the same time kicked out his right foot.

boom!

He kicked the black-robed Taoist's lower abdomen, causing a circle of airflow visible to the naked eye.

In his current state, Guigu Zan is wearing a white bone armor, and his body is much stronger than ordinary physical training. One kick is enough to shatter a mountain.

The black-robed Taoist's abdomen was concave, the corners of his mouth were crooked, his tongue was sticking out, and the black light in his mouth had dispersed before it could condense. His figure flew out like a broken sack, his limbs fluttering feebly. The only thing that remains unchanged is that the black-robed Taoist has never given up on the pair of Taoist swords "Trickle" and "Changhe" in his hands.

Guigu Zan's body trembled slightly, and the skeleton of Tianhun's clone circled around the surface of his legs, clicking, turning into outer leg armor.

In this way, Guigu Zan's three skeletal clones of Heaven, Earth and Man were transformed into a complete set of bone armor and attached to his body.

"Ghost Escape—The Three Soul Bone Armor Technique!"

Guigu Zan's aura increased again, and clusters of blue-gray ghost energy spewed out from his seven orifices. The ghost energy converged, and his eyes turned blue-gray, and he looked like a ghost general from the underworld. The aura of the martial body is not allowed by the monks in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Guigu Zan may not be able to persist in this extreme state for long, but it is enough for now.

"Kill!" Guigu Zan spat softly.

Only a blue light was left on the spot, and Guigu Zan's body disappeared.

The next moment, in front of the black-robed Taoist who had been flying backwards, a blue-gray ghost mist exploded, and a human figure emerged from it, which was Gui Gu Zan's body.

Gui Gu Zan looked at the seal position in the heart of the black-robed Taoist, and stabbed out with the golden bone of the ghost sword in his right hand.

The knife comes out! What a ghost fang!

As long as the heart of the black-robed Taoist is pierced, the connection between the black-robed Taoist and the white-robed Taoist can be completely destroyed. As a puppet, the black-robed Taoist's heart was sealed and without the control of his master, the magic power in his puppet body could not operate freely, and his defense was only half of its original value.

If Gui Gu Zan cuts him off with this sword, the black-robed Taoist will definitely be shattered into pieces.

"Brother!" An urgent call came from the void, as sharp as an eagle's roar.

Before he finished speaking, a white figure stood in front of the Taoist in black at an incredible speed. It was the Taoist in white who was originally fighting with Liu Haiyu.

At this moment, the Taoist in white didn't care about Liu Haiyu's existence at all. He wanted to save the Taoist in black and his brother.

Before he could wait, a pair of Taoist swords in the hands of the Taoist in white raised up.

puff!

There was a splash of blood, and the tip of the golden bone knife in Guigu Zan's hand stabbed the Taoist in white on the right chest.

The Taoist in white suddenly had bright red lips, and a pair of Taoist swords "Baoquan" and "Tenghai" in his hands were fiercely thrust outward.

There was a clang.

Gui Gu Zan's ghost sword and golden bones were pushed away from the chest of the Taoist in white.

Guigu Zan's eyes flashed, "What a great strength."

"If you want to kill my brother, you have to kill me first." The white-clothed Taoist said with red eyes and an extremely firm tone.

Poof!

A line of blue water from the Taoist sword pierced the left heart of the Taoist in white.

It was a flying sword, like a water sword.

It was Liu Haiyu who performed the flying sword technique.

ah--

The Taoist in white screamed.

His heart, which had been bleeding for thousands of years, was pierced this time. Maybe it was because his blood had been in a state of shortage for thousands of years, so when the sword was inserted, not much bright red burst out.

In order to control the puppet of the Taoist in black, the white-clothed Taoist must constantly sacrifice the blood of his heart. Only then can the two hearts resonate and fluctuate, and then the puppet technique can be completed.

At this moment, a blue figure flashed over, and the water shadow converged, revealing Liu Haiyu's true form.

Liu Haiyu stepped on the water waves with his feet, gathered strength with one palm, and a talisman formation appeared in his palm, and he slapped the hilt of Ruoshui Sword fiercely.

Snapped! A line of blue water rises from the surface of Ruoshui Sword.

It looked like water, but it should be an unparalleled sword intent.

"The Way of the Sword - Ruoshui Xianxian!"

puff!

The edge of Ruoshui Sword penetrated the white-clothed Taoist's heart and flew out from the back of his heart.

puff!

The flying sword of Ruoshui accurately stabbed the heart of the black-clothed Taoist behind the white-clothed Taoist, creating another hole.

Plop, plop.

The Taoist in white and the Taoist in black lay on the ground, their heart veins destroyed.

The Dao swords "Trickle", "Changhe", "Baoquan" and "Tenghai" in their hands fell aside, like four stars falling in the sky, emitting helpless and cold light.

Liu Haiyu made a move with one hand, and the Ruoshui sword drew a circle in mid-air and flew back to his hand. There was no trace of blood on the surface of the Ruoshui sword.

Gui Gu Zan on the side couldn't help turning his head to look at Liu Haiyu and said: "Are the disciples of Qinglian Dojo so cruel? Even my disciples of Ghost Dao are ashamed."

With one sword strike, just a flying sword, Liu Haiyu beheaded these two men.

"Clean up the door." Liu Haiyu said righteously.

Liu Haiyu looked at the Taoist in white and Taoist in black who fell to the ground opposite him, frowned, gently waved the Ruoshui sword in his hand with one hand, drew a sword flower, and assumed a victor's posture, and then said

: "You two were originally disciples of Qinglian Dojo, but now you have fallen into evil cultivators, but the brotherhood in your hearts is admirable. Liu Haiyu of Qinglian Dojo is cleaning up the door today. Tell me your names. When you return to Qinglian Dojo, you will be enshrined in a ranking, which is also a sign of respect for your brotherhood."

The Taoist in white who was lying on the ground raised his head and glanced at Liu Haiyu, with a sneer on his lips, "You don't know our names."

The Taoist in white no longer paid attention to Liu Haiyu, but looked at the Taoist in black not far away. He knelt on the ground, grabbed the ground with both hands, and crawled inch by inch towards the location of the Taoist in black.

Although the distance between the two was only a few feet, the Taoist in white seemed to have been crawling for a long, long time.

The body of the Taoist in white left a body-wide, twisted blood mark on the ground, like a blood-red dark river.

The moment they joined the Dark River, they lost their names. If they still have a name, it can only be the Dark River.

The Taoist in white finally came to the Taoist in black.

A smile appeared on his lips, he held his hand, and they lay side by side on the ground and looked up at the stars.

"Brother." The Taoist in white murmured.

"Brother." The Taoist in black actually said two words. I don't know whether he is dead or alive.

The Taoist in white's mind quickly flashed back memories from a thousand years ago.

Thousands of years ago, Qinglian Dojo secretly established the organization "Dark River" in order to kill those sects and monks who betrayed the Northern Region and fell to the Demon Clan of the Western Region.

Under the starry sky, in a remote and unknown woodland.

"As members of the Dark River Organization, you are the pride of Qinglian Dojo. Although your names will be erased, you are still heroes. The Nine Peaks of Qinglian have stood for tens of thousands of years and are monuments that record your deeds." A masked Qinglian Dojo elder stood in front and lectured loudly.

The group of masked men opposite were members of Anhe, all elite disciples selected from Qinglian Dojo who were good at killing.

"We are the dark river!" the slogan rumbled, passing through the woods and reaching the starry sky, like an unknown river flowing in time and space.

Among them were the white-robed Taoist and the black-robed Taoist. They were brothers from the same mother.

Later, during a mission to exterminate the family, the younger brother was unfortunately restrained by his opponent. According to the rules of Anhe, when Anhe's disciples are captured, they have only two choices: to be killed or to commit suicide.

The younger brother closed his eyes, waiting for the opponent's sword to fall on his heart. He called out in his heart: "Brother, I am a hero. I have not brought shame to the family. My younger brother left first. In the next life, we will still be brothers and still fight side by side." "

But at this moment, the elder brother rushed over in time, and he blocked the fatal sword for his younger brother, and the sword pierced his heart. But the brother's sword before his death also cut his opponent's neck, bright red sprayed out, and the sky turned red.

The younger brother carried his elder brother on his back. He tried to save his elder brother's life, but to no avail. Even Qinglian Dojo concluded that his elder brother was dead.

Afterwards, the younger brother secretly carried away his older brother's body, and after all the hard work he found a forbidden ghost technique called "Puppet Art".

From then on, there was a pair of black and white evil stars in the world of cultivation in Zhongyuan Continent. This pair of black and white evil stars had no name and did not distinguish between good and evil. Hundreds of monks died in their hands.

Dao or not, ghost or not, but still human.

Later, the two were captured by Lu Qingyun of Yu Dao Sect and imprisoned in the Chuanlu Hall within the space of Yu Dao Sect's palace.

For thousands of years, what the younger brother and older brother have done together is to count the cold stars that day in the Chuanlu Palace.

...

Pass it to the palace.

The white-robed Taoist and the black-robed Taoist lay side by side on the ground.

Gradually, one day the stars lost their light, their eyes also lost their luster, and their world became a dark river.

A pair of milky-white figures floated out from their bodies, holding hands and walking towards the deepest part of the starry sky.

They have no names.

If there is.

That is, younger brother and older brother.