“Wow!”
A flame lit up again by the river.
The darkness is illuminated.
Several figures were surrounding a figure in the middle, performing some martial arts.
Luo Qingzhou suddenly stopped.
"It's not Sister Yue..."
He immediately grabbed Xiaoyue, hid behind a grave, and looked up.
Those figures are the souls of human practitioners.
There were four people in total, all wearing blue robes with familiar sect symbols embroidered on the collars and cuffs.
Judging from the fluctuations of their soul power, they are all masters in the Spirit Transformation Realm.
Xiao Yue looked at the side with a cold look in her eyes, and whispered: "It's really a narrow road for enemies, it turns out to be someone from Piao Miao Xian Zong."
Then he was surprised and said, "I don't know which sect the person who was surrounded is from, but her fire skills are not weaker than mine."
The one who was surrounded by the four people from Piaomiao Xianzong was a woman in a black dress, who also looked like a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm.
She fought against four people alone and did not lose.
But at this moment, another figure suddenly appeared from the darkness not far away and arrived in an instant.
"Bang!"
With just one palm strike, the woman in the black dress was knocked flying.
"Return to the One Realm!"
Luo Qingzhou's eyes shrank.
Those who can enter here are naturally spirits, so they are all soul cultivators.
The soul cultivators who have reached the Unity realm are naturally very powerful here.
As soon as the woman in the black dress fell to the ground, the four people from Piaomiao Xianzong immediately rushed over, ready to dismember her.
One of the women shouted, “Uncle Lian, this person has a goblin fire lotus on her body, and she also killed Brother Wu!”
A ball of fire suddenly burst out from the body of the woman in the black dress, blocking the fierce attacks of the four people.
She suddenly jumped up from the ground, turned around and tried to escape.
The old man who had just appeared in the Guiyi realm flashed and floated behind her, and lightly slapped her figure with his palm.
The woman in the black dress suddenly felt her movements slow down, and immediately turned around and punched him.
“Bang!”
Her body shook and she flew backwards again.
The old man in blue robe followed her like a shadow, and before she landed on the ground, he struck her with a palm from mid-air.
A golden palm shadow appeared and instantly shattered the protective flames around the woman in black dress and landed on her forehead.
The woman in the black dress was knocked heavily to the ground, her soul flickering.
The old man in blue robe said nothing, looked at her coldly, and slapped her again.
The palm flashed with golden light, and the shadow of the palm covered the entire body of the woman in the black dress. The terrifying pressure was like a small mountain falling down, pressing the woman in the black dress to the point that she could not move.
"puff!"
At the critical moment, she suddenly opened her mouth and spit out a small flaming sword.
The small sword burst out with red light and suddenly grew larger, instantly colliding with the palm shadow.
Take this opportunity.
The woman in the black dress broke free from the pressure, immediately jumped up, and fled forward in a flash.
“Zheng—”
A buzzing sound.
The fiery red sword was knocked to the ground, but immediately turned into a stream of light and flew back to the woman in the black dress.
The old man in blue robe was about to chase after him, but suddenly his expression froze and he looked towards the grave in front of him.
The woman in the black dress, knowing that she could not escape, suddenly stopped behind the grave and stopped running forward.
Luo Qingzhou and Xiaoyue hid behind the grave, looking at the woman in black dress who suddenly stopped beside them, silent.
"Save me, I'll take you to find the treasure."
The woman in the black dress whispered.
The voice sounded like that of a little girl.
At this time, the old man in the blue robe suddenly said in a cold voice: "Where are you, little devil, sneaking around, hiding there?"
Luo Qingzhou's whole body was covered in fluorescent light and he stood up from behind the grave.
Xiaoyue was also wrapped in red light and stood up.
The old man in blue robe looked at the two of them with a cold gaze, his palm flashing with golden light, and walked towards them step by step.
The four soul cultivators from Piaomiao Xianzong also followed behind with vigilant looks.
"Is that you?"
When he got closer, the blue-robed old man suddenly fixed his eyes on Xiaoyue who was hidden in the red light. His expression changed and he sneered, "Who did I think he was? It turns out to be a traitor to my Piaomiao Xianzong."
Although Xiaoyue's figure was obscured by the red light, the flame mark on her forehead, the Fire Moon Spear in her hand, and her unique aura of a fire spirit body all announced her identity.
After all, she was once a disciple of Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
Xiao Yue narrowed her eyes and said in a cold voice: "Elder Lian, the word traitor is not appropriate to describe me. I left according to the rules. However, I really didn't expect that Elder Lian is over a hundred years old. Shouldn't he be buried in peace? How come he is still alive?"
"presumptuous!"
Behind Lian Lishan, a tall woman in a blue robe suddenly shouted coldly.
Xiao Yue glanced at her calmly and sneered, "So it's Senior Sister Lian. I shot her tooth and broke it. Has it grown back now?"
"You...are looking for death!"
Lian Ping gritted her teeth, and the sword in her hand emitted a gleam of sword light with a "hum".
Lian Lishan said coldly: "Ping'er, be patient."
Then, he looked at the figure in front of him that was wrapped in fluorescent light, his eyes gleaming: "Since you are here, then this person should be the King of the North who killed many disciples of my Piao Miao Xian Sect, right?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at him and said nothing.
Xiao Yue said, "What King of the North? He is my brother. Did the Elder Lian make a mistake?"
Lian Lishan sneered and said, "Don't worry, we didn't come to the Netherworld this time to waste time and energy for revenge. Those grudges will naturally have to wait until the Nine Provinces Conference to be repaid in front of all the practitioners in the world. Of course, the premise is that you, Da Yan, dare to participate."
Xiao Yue said: "I'm sorry to disappoint Elder Lian. We, the small Dayan, dare not participate in such a conference."
Lian Lishan snorted coldly and ignored her. He glanced at the woman in the black dress with a cold look, then turned around and said, "Let's go. Business is more important."
Lian Ping quickly followed behind and whispered, "Grandpa, that woman's body..."
Lian Lishan did not stop and walked away quickly.
The four disciples of Piaomiao Xianzong had no choice but to follow behind.
After walking a long way, Lian Lishan slowed down his pace.
Lian Ping said unwillingly, "Grandpa, there are only three of them, why don't we kill them? That kid killed so many people from our Piao Miao Xian Sect, and now his body is gone, only his soul. I heard that his soul was only at the level of Spirit Division at the beginning. Even if he cultivates faster, he is only at the level of Spirit Transformation. Grandpa is at the level of Unity, and he can be killed in a few moves."
"And that woman has a lot of treasures on her..."
Lian Lishan stopped, turned his head and said in a deep voice: "Ping'er, don't be careless at any time. It was because of your brothers and sisters' carelessness that they lost their lives in the Great Yan Border Competition, making our Piao Miao Xian Sect a laughing stock among the practitioners of the world."
"That guy is a physical cultivator. Now that he has no physical body, he is indeed very weak. But the people around him are not simple. Do you think that woman is the only one around him?"
Lian Ping asked with a puzzled look on her face: "Is there anyone else?"
Lian Lishan's eyes flashed, and he said, "Yue Yao should be there too. Just when you were about to make a move, there was a breath fluctuation behind a nearby tomb, which was even colder than the Yin Qi. It should be her. Maybe she deliberately revealed her breath to scare us, but to be on the safe side, we should not act rashly. When the time comes, it won't be too late to kill them after you meet up with your Uncle Liang and the others."
A young man nearby asked curiously, "Uncle Lian, what is Yue Yao's current level of cultivation?"
Lian Lishan's face changed, and he said, "No one knows. She didn't make a move at the border of Da Yan. However, no matter how talented she is, she has no cultivation resources and the skills of my Piao Miao Xian Sect in recent years. It is impossible for her to cultivate as fast as before. Even if she has other opportunities, she can only reach the initial stage of Guiyi at most."
Lian Ping snorted coldly and said, "Two traitors have come to the Netherworld, and that kid is here too. It seems that Da Yan really has no more cultivation resources. It just so happens that this time we can catch them all in one fell swoop!"
Lian Lishan glanced back again, his expression slightly tense: "Even with the help of your Uncle Liang and the others, we can't be careless. We must first test Yue Yao's true cultivation level. Or, find a way to separate them and kill them one by one. We have already lost too many disciples in the Piao Miao Xian Sect, and we can't make any more mistakes."
"Uncle Lian is right."
The young disciple at the side nodded.
"Let's go. I hope the Netherworld Blood Moon Blade will appear. Otherwise, we've risked our lives to come here, and it will be a wasted trip."
The group immediately walked forward.
In front of the grave.
Xiaoyue looked at the woman in the black dress in front of her with unfriendly eyes.
Luo Qingzhou was looking around with a worried look on his face.
The woman in the black dress took the initiative to speak: "My name is Wanyan Zi. Thank you for saving me just now. I wonder what you two are looking for in the Netherworld? If you are looking for ordinary treasures, I know the location and can take you there."
Xiaoyue didn't answer and asked, "Why did they want to kill you?"
Wanyan Zi smiled bitterly and said, "Because they saw me using the treasure before, they wanted to kill me and rob me. The disciples of the Immortal Sect turned out to be a group of despicable and shameless people. Today, I have really opened my eyes."
Xiaoyue asked again: "When did you come in? How do you know where the treasure is hidden?"
Wanyan Zi's expression darkened, and he said, "About half a month ago, I came in with my master, and he led me to find the treasure. However, we encountered a ghost king, and in order to save me, my master was beaten to pieces by the ghost king and disappeared."
"Ghost King?"
Xiao Yue's face changed slightly, and she asked, "What is the level of the Ghost King?"
Wanyan Zi showed a look of resentment on her face, and said: "It is even more powerful than the Guiyi realm. My master is in the middle stage of the Guiyi realm, but he can't beat it. It also has many ghost soldiers and generals, which is very powerful."
Xiaoyue looked serious and asked, "Is the ghost king guarding the treasure?"
Wanyan Zi said: "Not necessarily, but there are many ghost soldiers and generals patrolling there. If you two want to take the treasure, you need to deal with those ghost soldiers and generals first. However, if you encounter the ghost king, it will be troublesome..."
Xiaoyue turned her head and looked to the side.
Luo Qingzhou's figure suddenly flashed and rushed to a tomb not far ahead.
At this moment, a moon-white figure suddenly flew out of the tomb.
Luo Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Yue, why are you hiding in here?"
The moon-white figure landed in front of him but did not answer.
She held a small black flower in her hand, put it under her nose and sniffed it, then handed it to him.
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then quickly took it in his hand, and immediately said excitedly: "Sister Yue, why did you suddenly think of giving me flowers? But this flower is black, I..."
"Don't be so self-indulgent."
Yue Yao suddenly interrupted him coldly and said, "Smell it."
Luo Qingzhou paused, and immediately put the small black flower under his nose and smelled it, wondering: "There is a faint cold fragrance, Sister Yue, what kind of flower is this?"
Yue Yao looked at him and said, "Don't you think this smell is familiar?"
Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled when he heard this, and immediately put it under his nose and sniffed it, then tried hard to think, but couldn't remember.
"Sister Yue, what kind of flower is this? Is there something wrong with it?"
He looked confused.
Yue Yao looked at the small black flower in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "Its smell is somewhat similar to the smell of the roots of the small tree in your storage ring. It is a flower of the Netherworld Earth Spirit, very rare. It is said that when it was first discovered, it was under the roots of the demon clan's sacred tree of heaven and earth."
Luo Qingzhou seemed to understand, and asked: "So?"
Yue Yao looked at him and said, "The Holy Tree of Heaven and Earth has its head in the sky and its roots in the netherworld. You can use the netherworld energy here to make the little tree grow faster and produce more and more exotic fruits. In this way, you will be able to cultivate faster."
Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, and he said: "But we only have more than two months."
Yue raised her head and looked at the blood moon in the night sky, saying, "One day in heaven is one year on earth; one day on earth is one month in the netherworld. That's what the book says, you can try it."
Luo Qingzhou's eyes suddenly lit up: "If that's the case, then I can let the little tree grow and bear fruit here while cultivating my soul. My soul is about to break through, so I should be able to cultivate here, right?"
Yue Yao said, "Yes, the ghostly spirit energy and soul absorbed by those ghosts can be used for cultivation. However... we can only stay here for three months at most, otherwise our souls will be infected by the power of the underworld and we will really become souls of the underworld and will never be able to leave."
At this time, Xiaoyue came over and said, "Senior Sister, if this is true, then this place is a paradise for soul cultivators. Soul cultivators can come down here to practice often, and then go out when the time comes. This saves a lot of time compared to being outside."
The woman named Wanyan Zi also followed and said, "My master said that each soul can only come in once. If they come in again, they will be killed by the thunder of the Netherworld Hell."
Xiaoyue opened her mouth but said nothing more.
Yue Yao was silent for a moment, then said, "Not every soul can cultivate here. He is different from ordinary people."
Xiao Yue asked, "What's the difference? Can we practice then?"
Yue Yao did not answer. She looked at the woman in the black dress beside her and said, "Do you know where the treasure is?"
Wanyan Zi nodded and said, "I know."
"Is there any technique?"
Yue Yao asked again.
Wanyan Zi said a little embarrassedly: "I don't know either. I just took a quick look at that time."
Yue Yao was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's go get the skills first."
Wanyan Zi immediately led the way and whispered, "Everyone better restrain their breath. The ghost king has a very sensitive and terrifying sense of smell. If we are discovered by it, none of us will be able to escape."
Yue Yao said calmly: "It's okay, I was just looking for it."
After these words came out, the three of them were stunned and looked at her.