"If the help of Long Yuanshen is not enough, you can only go fishing. It is definitely enough to catch fish from the Yangshen realm."

"The dragon ginseng in the Taoist temple is not enough, so the tool armor must be used to go to the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect as soon as possible."

Taoist Master Baoshou thought of this and swallowed Long Yuanshen in one mouthful, and used the Hunyuan Innate White Rainbow Punching Ri Classic Sutra to refine it!

At the same time, he was actually thinking about whether he could use the Styx spell to use the wisp of the blood of the Earth Dragon just now to curse and kill the other party?

But after a while of thinking, he finally shook his head.

Not to mention whether it can work, even if it can pose a threat to ‘Ho’, what about the backlash?

‘He’s even stronger than the true immortal of Hedao. He is just an ordinary young Taoist priest in the third level of the pseudo-immortal realm. Even if he has the Chaos Pearl as a support, the backlash will definitely be extremely terrifying!

More importantly, this wisp of energy is attached to the blood of the earth dragon. While cursing and killing "He", it also cursing and killing the earth dragon!

If the earth dragon, the innate sacred falls, how heavy will the consequences of the backlash be?

Once the earth dragon falls, Qingmingzhou will collapse and crack the earth, disasters will continue, and sorrow will be everywhere, how many people will suffer?

This made Taoist Baoshou sigh and said to himself: "It seems that he can only kill 'His' in person in the future."

Thinking of this, he sank into his mind and began to attack the third level of the pseudo-fairyland.

At the same time, he was incarnated in the ancient ruins of the immortal god tomb, and on the wooden boat, he approached the underworld monument.

The river is vast and turbulent, and then the river is gloomy and blue, while the waves are shrill and howling.

The wooden boat went down the river, and there was no other sound except the sound of the waves of ghosts and gods crying.

The underworld leads to silence and silence, and the rules are limited, and it is even more like a puppet.

Taoist Master Baoshou finished asking questions and knew that he could not get an answer. He sat here quietly. In fact, because his true body was killing the shadow of the earth dragon and trying to break through the third level of the false fairyland, he was silent here, reducing distraction and making the true body more focused.

Of course, in addition to this, it is also because Master Baoshou himself is low-key, introverted, taciturn, humble and polite, and likes quietness.

Not long after, the wooden boat stopped at the dock.

The Netherworld Instructor still did not speak.

But Taoist Master Baoshou looked at the shore and saw a stone tablet erected on the river bank, which was simple and vicissitudes, with mottled traces and words that could not be seen clearly.

"This is the Netherworld Monument?"

Taoist Master Baoshou couldn't help but ask, but he did not receive a response from the Netherworld Recruitment Envoy.

However, Taoist Master Baoshou knew that he could not respond due to the rules and order, so he did not care. He was kind to others and did not feel displeased at all, but jumped directly onto the river bank.

But at this moment, the Netherworld Recruitment suddenly reached out and cut off his arm!

A rush!

The arm turned into a piece of green water and fell into the wooden boat.

It was not until then that he looked up at Taoist Master Baoshou and said slowly: "The long river of one and three hundred thousand miles is the road for the messenger from birth to destruction. The journey that should have been peaceful and unremitting has become more exciting because of you, which is not bad."

He suddenly stretched out his hand and took off his hat.

Under the hat, there was a haggard face, still expressionless.

But there seemed to be some fluctuations in the eyes.

"You cut off an arm and pay the price yourself, just to say something more to me?"

Taoist Master Baoshou frowned and said in surprise.

The Netherworld Recruitment Commander did not respond again, put on his hat and drove a wooden boat, and walked down the river.

He will completely disintegrate at the end of the Burial River, re-decompose it, and turn it into the residual consciousness of the immortals and gods.

At the source of the Burial River, there will still be a Netherworld Recruitment envoy born with the reunion of the consciousness of the immortals and gods, but that is no longer him.

“It’s easy to walk.”

Taoist Master Baoshou waved his hand, his expression was dull, and he had countless remnants and consciousness in the Burial River. Each reorganization was different fragments. The Netherworld Recruitment Envoys created may be similar, but not the same.

The one in front of me will never be seen again.

He thought so and walked forward.

This is the river bank on the other side of the Burial River, which symbolizes the underworld.

And this stone tablet with mottled traces and cannot see the words clearly is the boundary monument.

"The material is simple and solid. It is a material that can be used to refine immortal treasures. It has not been damaged after 13,000 years. It's a good thing!"

Taoist Master Baoshou's eyes lit up, he hugged the boundary marker with both hands, and his magic power was activated!

Rumble!

The world is shaking and trembling!

The void burst out with cracks!

After a while, he saw Taoist Master Baoshou let go with a complicated expression and whispered: "With the power of my pseudo-fairyland, I can't pull it out?"

He thought this way, took a deep breath, glanced at the underworld marker, turned away angrily, and said angrily: "Unfortunate! This tombstone-like thing is not auspicious to place it in front of the mountain gate. It is so solid that it looks like anyone else!"

He crossed the boundary marker and entered the front.

In a trance, the world changes, the universe turns back, and the desolate and dead breath hits my face.

Such a dark aura is the dead aura after the fall of the immortal god, and is filled with dark resentment. It can make any practitioner below the God Refining Realm lose his soul in an instant!

Taoist Master Baoshou glanced at it and his expression was still dull.

This is the underworld where countless immortals and gods existed in ancient times, which is the real tomb of the immortal gods!

The Divine Court sent people to explore this place, and later the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Xia Dynasty, including the three great immortal sects in the world, the two holy places, the thirty-six Demon Sects of the Guxu, etc., have actually been here.

But even those who enter here are as strong as the true person of Yangshen, they have not survived!

So this is the real forbidden area of ​​ancient ruins, a place where all forces are helpless!

What kind of dangers are there here?

There is no record of this regard by the first generation of ancestors, because he wrote in the booklet that the respected and unknown senior who entered the underworld came with the remains of the first generation of the God Emperor. With the remaining power of the immortal body of the first generation of the God Emperor, he went to good fortune and avoided evil, and did not invade all evil, so he did not encounter any danger at all.

"Danger?"

Taoist Master Baoshou was very curious. After all, he was an incarnation, so he was not afraid of death.

Moreover, he did not think that his incarnation, which was comparable to a pseudo-fairyland, would be easily destroyed.

If he faces the ancient immortals and gods, he naturally has to be cautious, but when facing the tombs of the immortals and gods, his cultivation in the pseudo-fairyland should be enough to protect himself.

Just as he was thinking about this, he frowned slightly and suddenly smelled blood.

Along the bloody smell, he turned into a golden light and left in an instant.

Not far ahead, at the ruins of ruins, leaning against a man, his body was broken and blood was flowing, but he was not dead, but he was dying, but obviously he was unable to make a comeback.

Seeing this, Taoist Master Baoshou stopped to escape with a solemn expression.
Chapter completed!