But under his sword, he was shattered together with the wooden boat and the Netherworld Envoy. The Burial River will give birth to a new Netherworld Envoy, which will immediately replace the previous Netherworld Envoy!

This is the conclusion he got after slamming the wooden boat with one palm.

It seems that this is indeed the case now.

"Don't worry about this place for now, seize the opportunity and enter the deepest part of the underworld."

Taoist Master Baoshou looked solemn and said, "I guess the national master will not be able to hold on..."

Before the voice fell, he had thrown these disciples from Tengyin Mountain directly towards the wooden boat and said, "This time I am alive and serve as a ship's gift."

The wooden boat stopped at the dock, and the Netherworld guide above, wearing a hat and a straw raincoat, said in a muffled voice: "One pound of flesh and blood, or ten years of life."

Taoist Master Baoshou reached out and held the hilt of the sword and said lightly: "Stop lying to deceive me. The last time I crossed the river, I would be fine! I will give you a few hundred kilograms this time, and I dare to bargain with me?"

The underworld led to silence for a moment.

According to the rules of order, the ferry must pay the price, and must obtain fresh flesh and blood or ten years, which are often considered to be the price of the ferry crossing the river.

In the past, there have always been few outside practitioners who have entered the tomb of the Immortal Gods, especially those who have entered the underworld. They are as strong as the peak of the Yang God Realm, and cannot return alive, resulting in the tomb of the Immortal Gods becoming a forbidden area. For nearly a thousand years, there has been no trace of outsiders stepping into it.

But this time, those who broke the peace of the tomb of the Immortal Gods seemed to be unruly!

"Either cross the river, or break you, and change to a Netherworld Envoy."

Taoist Master Baoshou said lightly, his expression was calm.

The Netherworld Recruitment sent me silent for a moment and raised my hand.

This is a provocation to the rules of order!

Over the past ten thousand years, those who intend to provoke the rules of order and forcefully cross the river have been killed by the previous Netherworld's commandment!

Each Netherworld Envoy is formed by the fragments of the ancient immortals and gods. It is based on the blood of the immortals and gods that bury the river. It is comparable to the existence of a false fairyland. How can the world's practitioners be rude?

He slowly raised his hand, turned his body sideways, and said, "Callant, please get on the ship!"

Unfortunately, this young Taoist priest already had the ability to directly cut off the Netherworld's guide envoy with one sword, and could only tolerate his presumptuousness.

So Taoist Master Baoshou took the bear cub and jumped into the wooden boat.

The wooden boat went downstream and headed towards the underworld marker.

In the eyes of Gu Yuexuan Cheng Tianzun, only the little bear cub boarded the ship directly and went downstream.

"Is this lifeless man and this bear cub going into the depths of the underworld? Could it be to help?"

"But now it seems that they are probably too late."

When Gu Yuexuan Cheng Tianzun thought this way, he looked at another void. Seeing the national master exhausted and weak, he couldn't help but sigh and whispered: "It's also a genius in later generations, and he is not weaker than me back then. It's a pity."

It is deep in the underworld, where the vast void is located.

The national master's face was pale and covered with blood. He had his left arm cut off and had several knife marks on his body, which were deep enough to reach the bones.

The Shura alien races are brave and good at fighting, but they are not just a bloody courage. They also have methods similar to military formations. With the bloodline of the same race, they can gather strength.

"That Taoist priest just now came to help you?"

At this moment, a figure came out of the void, with a burly figure, about a meter tall, and a strong aura.

Other Shura aliens made way out and made way for this more burly and powerful Shura.

This is the commander of hundreds of thousands of troops, the strongest existence of the Shura clan, and the Great Shura King who once participated in the battle between immortals and gods 13,000 years ago!

Even many immortals and gods buried in this underworld were killed by it!

"The Great Shura King..."

Before this, the national master joined forces with Zhang Zhixuan and escaped from the hands of the Great Shura King.

"Without that Taoist priest, the previous army of 100,000 can wipe you out."

The Great Shura King said in a deep voice: "But it's not too late now. I will come to see you on my way!"

At this time, he had confirmed that the Daxia National Master had lost his use of the Zhongyuan Realm Avenue.

During the battle just now, the Daxia National Master was almost dead and still alive. He was almost cut in half several times, so it was impossible to hold back!

It was after seeing it clearly that the Great Shura King, he dared to enter the deepest part of the underworld and send this Daxia national master for a journey!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

The national master looked at his remaining right arm, raised his sword, and gasped, "If you let the aliens under your command surround and kill for a while, I really can't hold on. Fortunately, I'll wait for you..."

He took a deep breath and said, "I don't know if I can kill you, but I should be able to seriously injure you."

He waved his sword and the stars shone in the endless void.
Chapter completed!