The atmosphere of deathly silence and desolation permeated the air, and the withered yellow river was surging, running endlessly, winding like a giant dragon, extending all the way, spreading to the end of the sight, and even to the end of the world.

This is the underworld.

The most special realm in the Nine Heavens is the final destination of the creatures in the other eight realms, and has completely different operating rules from the other eight realms.

In this world, there have always been only dead souls and no living beings.

If there are any living beings that accidentally enter this world, they will be eroded by the ubiquitous death energy of the underworld, and eventually turn into dead spirits.

Ripples suddenly appeared over the quiet river.

The next moment, the water of the River of Forgetfulness came up from the sky, and yellow river water gushed out, wrapped in two figures.

Then, the vast river disappeared.

Lu Qingshan and Xia Daoyun appeared in the underworld, which is forbidden to living creatures.

It was quiet all around, with only the sound of the river breeze blowing in my ears.

Xia Daoyun raised his eyes and looked around.

The Forgotten River is so vast that you can’t see the edge at a glance.

She was secretly surprised.

Even as a Sword Immortal, the Underworld is a place she has never been to before, and it is naturally a surprise to her for the first time.

But soon, Xia Daoyun frowned subconsciously.

Because she felt the erosion of the death energy from the underworld.

Lu Qingshan didn't feel much.

With the talent of Soul Erosion, he can ignore the death energy of the underworld, but he is also aware of the damage caused by the death energy of the underworld.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's leave as soon as possible." Lu Qingshan said.

He is familiar with the underworld world once and for all, not to mention the local snake like Gu Yiyi.

Xia Daoyun nodded slightly and let Lu Qingshan arrange it.

So, Lu Qingshan straightened up and led Xia Daoyun forward along the river, heading towards the boundary wall.

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The sky is blue and the ground is yellow, and the vast land stretches as far as the eye can see, exuding a sense of grandeur and incomparable grandeur.

But now there are countless demons gathered here.

Roars, roars, continuous ups and downs.

The sky is filled with billowing black clouds.

A black cloud composed of demonic energy, from which endless evil energy emanates.

And beneath the black cloud of demonic energy, one can see a huge light shield, and within that light shield is a majestic city.

Guangling Pass.

The city wall is majestic, with mottled marks, revealing a sense of heaviness and indestructibility.

It's just that such a magnificent city wall now looks crumbling under the erosion of the heavy evil energy outside the light barrier.

In the rolling demonic cloud, there is an overwhelming demonic shadow.

Those demonic figures had different shapes, but they all stared down fiercely, with a violent black light passing deep in their eyes.

The huge light mask flickered on and off.

Whenever the light shield dims, you will see groups of demon cultivators rushing out of the demonic cloud and heading towards the city below.

There will also be many monks rising into the sky in Guangling Pass to block the advancement of these demonic cultivators.

The majestic energy and the billowing demonic energy exploded and clashed.

Then came the most brutal war of attrition.

The screams kept sounding.

Although the Guanglingguan monks are trying their best to resist and have extraordinary fighting power, the demons do not hesitate to lose money and have many people. Facing the overwhelming offensive, the Guanglingguan monks are also constantly sacrificing their lives.

Blood splashed in the sky over Guangling Pass, looking extremely tragic.

"Everyone, join me in killing the demons and protect me at Guangling Pass!" Among the monks from Guangling Pass who roared out, some looked up to the sky and shouted filial piety, already prepared to sacrifice.

"kill!"

The other Guanglingguan monks beside him also shouted, blood-soaked.

And their bloody nature also inspired the ferocious nature of the demon cultivators, and their offensive became more and more violent, strangling them continuously forward.

Located where the dark clouds are thickest, several figures are looking indifferently at the battle ahead.

"Intensify the offensive." A figure in the lead calmly ordered.

"Yes, King Rahu."

The Demon Lord of the Asura Tribe behind him immediately took the order, and then shouted loudly.

More demonic figures rushed out from the black clouds.

"Haha, Luo Hu, according to the current trend, it will not be a problem to break through Guangling Pass within ten years." Beside Luo Hu, Boya said with a smile.

"The day before yesterday, there were two Zunhao Realm monks from Guangling Pass. They were beaten back by the two of you and suffered serious injuries. I'm afraid it won't be appropriate to take action again in the short term. In Guangling Pass, except for one Lin Xiu, the others

It’s not enough to watch at all.” Bhimāsitāra also agreed from the side.

The black light in Luo Hu's eyes was very strong. Faced with a great situation, he shook his head solemnly and said: "Don't underestimate the human race."

"Huh?" Boya and Bhimachitara were both startled, with slightly confused expressions on their faces, obviously not expecting the human race to have any trump cards for a comeback.

But Luo Hu just said this and stopped continuing, remaining silent.

"By the way, Luo Qiantuo has been back for so long, why hasn't he finished it yet?"

"Are the human monks really so troublesome?" The topic changed, and Bhimajitara whispered.

It had been more than two months since Luo Hu sent Luo Qiantuo back to the Black Armor Territory. Luo Qiantuo's delay in returning made him feel a little uneasy.

"I guess the human monk is too cunning. Luo Qiantuo took action himself, so what does the human monk mean?" Although Boya has little chance of dealing with Luo Qiantuo, she still has enough strength against Luo Qiantuo.

I have faith, so I don’t care about it on the sidelines.

"What Boya said is that no matter what he does, the human monk will never be able to overturn the world in Luo Qituo's hands." Luo Hu smiled strangely and said sadly.

"That's right." Seeing Rahu and Poya both saying this, Bhimachitra also began to feel that he was thinking too much, so he responded without asking any more questions, and turned to look at the battlefield ahead.

Ahead, demonic energy and elemental energy intertwined, and the sounds of various spells colliding continuously, accompanied by wails and roars, were extremely intense.

Groups of blood mist exploded one after another like fireworks. The sun set and the sound of fighting filled the sky, which was extremely tragic.

Blood sprinkled from the sky like rain, and then quickly disappeared into the earth.

Everything looks normal.

It's just that everyone's attention was focused on the fierce battlefield ahead, so no one noticed that the speed of the blood disappearing and melting into the earth seemed to be too fast.

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Yumen Pass, Qingshan Palace.

The eaves of high-rise buildings are tilted up, and the eaves climb up to the half-waning moon. The moonlight and lights compete for brilliance.

In the night, a man and a woman came with swords and entered this palace that was particularly eye-catching in the night.

Not long after, several more people entered Qingshan Palace.

Those who come are all the core of Jianzong and are the mainstay of Jianzong at this time.

Yu Canghai, Xue Wushao and Ji Chuan.

The three great sword cultivators who were used to seeing the world and had a certain sense of magnanimity also experienced a momentary loss of consciousness when they first met Lu Qingshan.

Climbing up the stairs and leaning on the railing, the breeze blew across their faces. Their young and handsome sect master had his silver hair swaying gently on his temples.

Black hair goes into the abyss, white hair returns to the human realm.

The white-haired Lu Qingshan felt that the three people were hesitant to speak, stretched out, and said easily: "This trip to the abyss is really miserable. I am being chased all the way. If I don't pay any attention,

It’s a price you really can’t get back.”

"I'm still young, so the loss of my life source is not painful. It just so happens that the outside world says that I, the leader of the sect, am too young and unreliable. Now my hair is as white as that of their ancestors. I can't say anything anymore."

He waved his hand, "Let's not talk about this for now. I called you here because I have good news to tell you."

"Good news?" The three of them frowned in unison.

Lu Qingshan stopped talking and turned to Xia Daoyun aside.

So the three of them followed their gaze and looked at Xia Daoyun.

"I have become a Sword Immortal." Xia Daoyun said calmly while facing the gazes of the three people.

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To be continued...