Time passed little by little, and Prince Yan stood in the stone chamber, motionless, waiting for the moment of dawn.

In front, the ghost girl is in a critical stage of cultivation, her spiritual consciousness is closed and she does not know anything outside.

Prince Yan is a calm person and will not be impulsive easily, so he decided to wait until dawn.

He knew very well that if Ning Chen had not appeared at dawn, he would never have come back.

Outside the underworld, the ghost sedan streaked across the night sky and rushed back quickly.

There are too many things to explain today, which has been delayed a lot of time, and I hope it is still time.

The sky outside was getting darker and darker, this was the last darkness before dawn and the darkest moment of the night.

The ghost sedan galloped, and a black light flashed across the north of Daxia, which was fleeting in a blink of an eye and could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

Just as the ghost sedan was driving ten miles outside the fog forest, the eastern sky quietly changed, thunder appeared, and flames burned the sky, forming a terrifying image of destruction.

"Well"

In the ghost sedan chair, flames ignited around Ning Chen's body, and the pain sensation came again, like a thousand cuts, making life worse than death.

After a moment, the ghost sedan rushed into the underworld, and the thunder dissipated in the sky, and the flames of the burning sky disappeared, returning to peace.

In the underworld, Ning Chen's reincarnation of life, the frost and flowers swelled up, quickly suppressing the flames around his body.

In a short moment, he experienced the transformation of life and death again. Ning Chen gasped heavily and felt a throbbing in his heart.

Fortunately, I barely rushed back.

Deep in the underworld, Prince Yan, who had waited until the last moment, let go of his hand pressed on the sword stand. The next moment, the green and red swords flew out automatically, drawing out two dazzling streams of light.

Qinghong was desperate, and the ghost girl was in danger. At this moment, Prince Yan moved his feet and stopped Qinghong's two swords. With a wave of his hand, he sent the two swords back to the sword stand.

At the mouth of the underworld, Prince Yan came over and looked at Ning Chen in the wheelchair and asked nothing. He just said calmly, "If you have any injuries on your body, don't run around."

Seeing his senior, Ning Chen felt much more relaxed, took a breath and said, "Some things have been done."

Prince Yan nodded slightly and said, "Go to the academy tonight."

Ning Chen was puzzled and asked, "What are you doing when you go to the academy?"

"You will know then," Prince Yan replied.

Ning Chen nodded in a slight understanding, and did not ask any further questions.

"Come with me." Prince Yan turned around and walked forward.

Ning Chen followed and walked quietly behind him.

The ghost girl was in seclusion, and the two walked in. Ning Chen thought for a moment and understood what was going on. The cold sweat came down from behind.

Fortunately, he came back in time, otherwise, even if the ghost girl could save her life, she would have been forced to be interrupted and become possessed by the devil.

"You come to repay this love!" Prince Yan said lightly.

Ning Chen was stunned and then smiled bitterly, "Senior, the account is not settled like this, you can't put all the blame on me."

"It is natural for me to pay off my debts for me," Prince Yan said calmly.

"..." Ning Chen was speechless. Is there any method?

The two walked out of the stone chamber, Prince Yan pulled out the Zhige sword, inserted it in front of the stone chamber, and immediately took Ning Chen away from the place.

A sword that stops the spear is better than a million prohibitions. As long as it is not the innate nature of the three disasters, if you want to pass the level, you will always have to pay some price.

Prince Yan is a reasonable person. He destroyed the ban within ten miles and returned her with a sword.

"When she comes out of seclusion, you come over to get the sword and return it to me," Prince Yan said.

"Honey" Ning Chen answered.

At this moment, Ning Chen seemed to think of something and asked, "Senior, there is a sword in the underworld. Do you want to go and see it?"

Prince Yan thought for a while and said, "Lead the way"

Ning Chen turned his wheelchair and walked in front, heading towards the main hall of the Netherworld.

On the banks of the Ruoshui River, the two of them rode past the Ruoshui River and then walked into the hall.

In the vast and majestic hall, the blood-colored demon sword and the purple-gold magic sword on the pumice stone platform exuded powerful pressure.

Ning Chen subconsciously curled his lips. If he was not jealous, it would definitely be a lie. However, if it is not his, it is not his, and it is useless to be jealous.

Those who are content are always happy, and it is fine to be jealous of such things.

Prince Yan walked forward and reached out to the divine sword. Suddenly, the swords and swords roared together, and the dazzling light sublimated sharply to compete with the visitor.

However, before absolute strength suppressed, the sword's resistance was useless, and Prince Yan's hand could only be allowed to pass through layers of prohibitions and touch the sword body.

"The sword is good." Prince Yan took back his hand and commented.

"Can't you take it?" Ning Chen said in surprise.

"It can be taken away, but it doesn't want to go with me," Prince Yan said calmly.

Ning Chen had no choice but to say he didn't ask anything.

He forgot that his senior was a person who could understand the sword breath, and he probably wouldn't be able to practice this for another hundred years.

Half an hour later, the two returned to the other side of Ruoshui, and waited until the night, they left the underworld together and rushed directly towards the academy.

The academy, the Master was waiting outside the hut, looking at Prince Yan walking in front of him, nodding to show.

Prince Yan also looked at the old man in front of him. This was the first time he had seen the Master's true deity. Unlike his previous incarnation, people could not feel the slightest breath of a warrior.

Now it seems that the Master is the number one person in the world.

"Start," the master said.

"kindness"

Prince Yan responded, spread his right hand and a drop of extremely red blood flew out, floating in the void. Although there was only one drop, it seemed to have endless vitality.

Ning Chen didn't understand what was going on, so he was confused when he sat in a wheelchair.

The Master raised his finger, and suddenly the wind and clouds rolled, and the vast and majestic aura gathered from all directions, injected into the blood of the phoenix, quickly dissolving the violent and fierce aura inside.

At the same time, Prince Yan came to Ning Chen, pointed his sword lightly, and the innate true energy was continuously sent into his body, completely dissolving the toxicity of Huangquanhua.

Ning Chen's body quickly decayed, but he also regained consciousness with the toxicity of the Huangquan.

"Well"

The painful voice sounded, and the poison of the Huangquan quickly forced into the spiritual consciousness and carried out the final corpse transformation.

At this moment, the Master pulled the phoenix blood purified by the Haoranian Qi, and penetrated into the former's eyebrows to protect his spiritual consciousness.

The poison of the Yellow Spring that was forced into the spiritual consciousness was quickly burned away by the scorching phoenix blood and could not make any progress.

The Master and Prince Yan stopped, stood aside, waiting for Ning Chen to wake up.

"He has no help from his body, so he can only protect his spiritual consciousness first, and wait for the innate time to see if there is a turning point," the Master said calmly.

"It's all that's the case," Prince Yan nodded.

The internal organs are completely burned, which is irreversible damage. In the world, I have never heard of any magical medicine that can regenerate the internal organs of mortals.

Of course, if you enter the innate world, it will be a different matter.

The difference between mortals and celestial beings is much greater than imagined. It is not only the gap in strength, but also the transformation in other aspects. The difference is only one day, and only those who truly step in can understand it.

"Is the underworld source in his body a disaster or not a blessing, or it is better to take it out as soon as possible," the Master reminded.

"The two juniors should make him suffer a little," said Prince Yan.

It is not the underworld body, and it is a slasher of the underworld source without any benefit. He believes that the ghost girl did not intend to do it. These two people are purely sick and seeking medical treatment and making trouble.

All kinds of special systems are unique in the world. If they can be changed by relying on a dark source, then the special system will be too valuable.

Two hours later, Ning Chen woke up and looked at the two people in front of him in a daze. His mind was dizzy and he couldn't come back to his senses for a moment.

"Master, I will take him to get something and say goodbye first." Prince Yan bowed his fists and said politely.

"Yeah" the Master nodded and did not keep much.

Ning Chen was taken away by Prince Yan and did not return to the underworld, but came to two large tombs.

Nowadays, the two large tombs have become forbidden areas of the Southeast generation, and no one dares to enter. Monsters have been released in the Yin tomb and Yang tombs, and even in the life and death, they cannot be killed.

Along the way, Ning Chen finally knew his current situation. The simplest thing is that he had the phoenix blood protecting spirit, so he no longer had to worry about becoming a living dead person.

However, this body is basically impossible to cure.

Prince Yan did not have any trouble with Mingyuan, so he made up his mind to let Ning Chen suffer some trouble and increase his memory.

The two came outside the Yin-Yang Torch. Prince Yan glanced at the two large tombs and said casually, "Pick one."

Ning Chen was speechless and domineering!

Senior, the Medicine King is useful to him, but one is not enough.

After so many days, he had long been unclear which one of the two major graves is now born and which one of them died. However, it seems that the senior doesn't care.

"Yin Tomb"
To be continued...