Unfortunately, there is nothing created in the inner hall of this ghost palace. There are only a few ancient books and a few clothes, but they have all decayed over the long years.

So, under the guidance of the Fire Spirit Mother, he quickly came to a huge stone door.

He placed his palm on the stone door and exerted slight pressure.

"Rumble..."

Then there was a loud noise, which was the stone door slowly moving and already wide open.

After exiting the stone gate, their view of the outside world instantly broadened. In front of them was a long passage leading directly to a magnificent hall in front of them.

The two of them walked along the passage and entered the main hall from the back door.

As soon as I entered the palace.

"Huh? I asked you why I haven't waited for you for so long. I never thought that you would enter the inner hall before us. How about that? Have you already obtained the things in the inner hall?"

The sound of such a voice made Feng Wuchen tighten his heartstrings instantly.

Following the sound, I saw that the person speaking was actually a man in black robes. Judging from his figure and appearance, he was an acquaintance.

"Wang Daoyi? Why are you here?"

Feng Wuchen's heartstrings tightened. According to King Qin Guang, Feng Laiyi and the others were brought to the tenth hall by the Wheel King, but Wang Daoyi appeared in the ghost hall behind the tenth hall. He had to let them go.

Think more.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to be your enemy..."

Feng Wuchen sneered, but had no patience to listen to the other party's words.

Immediately, he took the long sword.

"Wherever you go, families will be broken up and people will be killed... Even if you put aside your personal grudges, even if it's for Xi Yan's sake, I can't help you whether you want to be my enemy today!"

As he spoke, Feng Wuchen moved extremely quickly, and in the next moment, his long sword was already slashing in front of the opponent.

This sword comes with the divine power of yin and yang.

Wang Daoyi possesses that weird resurrection technique, and only the power of gods can kill him!

Seeing Feng Wuchen's sword thrust, Wang Dao was surprised for a moment, as if he couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen had made such rapid progress in such a short period of time.

However, the surprise disappeared in a flash, and immediately, he did not dodge, with a joking smile on his face.

The next moment.

"Yin!"

As a sword sound sounded, a sword energy slashed from the front door of the Ghost Palace, just in time to meet Feng Wuchen's sword edge.

"boom!"

In the midst of lightning and flint, the sword energy exploded, and Feng Wuchen's body suddenly retreated.

"Master!"

Upon seeing this, Huoling Yuanmu hurriedly stepped forward, supported Feng Wuchen, and at the same time fiercely reached out her hand and released red flames, swallowing up the king's way in an instant.

"ah!"

Swallowed by the fire, Wang Dao let out heart-piercing screams in an instant.

But within a moment, it was burned to ashes by the flames of the Fire Spirit Yuan Mother.

This is not Wang Dao's intention. After all, although he will not die, he will be in pain. If he can hide, who wants to be burned alive...

However, Huo Ling Yuan Mu is a subordinate of the former Ghost Emperor. She has been practicing for millions of years. Her strength is terrifying. With Wang Daoyi's strength, she can't dodge at all.

Huoling Yuanmu was also stunned for a moment. She thought that this person dared to be an enemy of the young master, so he must be very difficult to deal with, but she never thought that she would be burned to death so easily?

"He's not dead yet! And...he's not the only one! Go out and take a look..."

Feng Wuchen looked solemn, and after saying that, he urged Taishang Xiaoyao to take a step forward.

Outside the ghost palace, there are thousands of steps.

In the middle of the stairs, there are two figures.

One of them is actually the newly resurrected Wang Daoyi.

The other person, eight feet tall, wearing a plain robe, with his long black and white hair casually draped over his shoulders, was facing away from the main hall.

Although this person only has a back figure, his body is so sharp that he is obviously the one who saved Wang Daoyi with his sword just now.

Feng Wuchen frowned!

After he returned from Kunlun, his swordsmanship had almost reached the pinnacle in the world. In terms of swordsmanship, he boasted that no one could rival him except Jinyun.

But the sword this man just struck made him feel extremely strenuous!

This person is dangerous!

This is Feng Wuchen’s intuition as a sword cultivator!

At this time, a gust of hot wind blew, and the Fire Spirit Mother arrived.

Seeing Wang Dao come back from the dead, Huo Ling Yuan Mu had a strange look on her face: "He actually has an immortal body?"

As soon as Huoling Yuanmu finished speaking, there was a burst of noise outside the ten thousand feet stairs, as if someone was coming.

Wang Daoyi raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "The person I was waiting for is here! I'll leave these two people to you, is that okay?"

The man didn't speak.

Wang Daoyi turned into a black mist and headed towards the bottom of the stairs.

"Don't leave!"

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit suddenly activated her fire intent and wanted to chase after him.

"Yin!"

But at this moment, the sword cultivator standing in the middle of the stairs suddenly took action.

The moment the sword energy was slashed out, Huoling Yuanmu and Feng Wuchen finally saw each other's faces clearly.

"It's you!"

In an instant, the two of them spoke in unison.

The Fire Spirit Yuan Mother did not dare to be too strong, and used all her strength to activate the fire spell, which barely offset the power of the sword, and her body exploded back to the original place.

When he saw the sword energy dissipating, Feng Wuchen felt a violent tremor from the eighth level of Long Yuan.

For a moment, his expression became even weirder.

To him, this person was an unfamiliar face, but he recognized that eye.

Lord Cang Tian——Sword of Eternal Life!

When the Eternal Life Sword killed the ancestor of the Yuan family, he was at the scene and met the opponent face to face. The Eternal Life Sword was wearing a mask at that time, and Feng Wuchen could only see a single eye.

But he could conclude that the eye was exactly the same as the man in front of him.

But... what he doesn't understand is why Long Yuan reacted when this person made a move?

There is only one possibility for Long Yuan to react like this, that is, the sword master appears!

Could this person be the sword master of the eighth level of Longyuan?

At this moment, Feng Wuchen's mind fell into extreme confusion.

Sword of Immortality?

The eighth level sword master of Longyuan?

While he was feeling confused, he remembered Huo Ling Yuan Mu's reaction when she saw this person just now, so he asked: "Huo Ling, do you know this person?"

Huoling Yuanmu nodded blankly: "He...he is the prison guard of Ten Thousand Swords Hell - Xuan Ye!"

Feng Wuchen: "..."

At this moment, he was completely dumbfounded.

Balance the Taoists!

Long Yuan Sword Master!

Wan Jian Prison Guard!

What other identities does this person have?

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, raised his sword lightly, and said with a sharp look, "Who are you?"

The man looked at Feng Wuchen and pondered for a long time. An excited smile suddenly appeared on his face: "It seems... you are really back! Haha... Hahaha! Did you know that this day?

, how long have I waited?"

Feng Wuchen frowned and became even more confused.

"Aren't you the Eternal Sword?"

"Eternal Life Sword?" The man raised his lips slightly and said with a disdainful smile: "Are you talking about the replica?"
To be continued...