In the Netherworld, behind the Ghost Gate, an amazing scene appeared. In the ghost girl's hand, the magic sword passed through her chest, bringing out dazzling blood flowers.

"Well"

A muffled groan, and his shocked eyes were filled with sadness. Although it was a brief doubt, the scene of a beautiful dream came true made Zhimeng, who had been on guard for a hundred years, unwilling to calm down and calculate.

"Why?"

Ning Chen raised his hand and gently stroked the face of the woman in front of him, and blood kept flowing down his mouth, and said sadly.

"Those who trespass into the underworld will be killed without mercy!"

The woman in red had her eyes red, and she pulled out the magic sword in her hand, and a palm was printed on the former's chest.

"Well"

He was hit hard again, and the blood was stained red. The figure in the plain clothes took more than ten steps, and a mouthful of blood was vomited out, soaking the earth.

"Know your fate!"

Outside the Gate of Ghost, Luo Xingchen's figure rushed over quickly, holding the former, looking at the woman in red in front of him, with murderous intent surging.

"Friends!"

Gradually, the consciousness that was gradually faded could no longer see the person in front of him. Ning Chen's figure fell into the arms of his close friend and fainted.

Luo Xingchen raised his hand and pointed it at the former's heart several times, sealing his severely injured heart vein, and then tearing his clothes open, tied his close friend behind him. His trembling hands were dyed red.

"kill!"

The woman in red shouted coldly, and behind her, four black illusory figures appeared, with huge black sickles in her hand, emitting a squeaky cold light.

"Friend, if you are smart for a lifetime, can't you see that these are all illusions? Or are you unwilling to believe in the truth and willing to sink into depravity."

Luo Xingchen whispered, picked up the sword edge of his friend's sword falling on the ground, and then his figure flashed past, slashing at the woman ahead.

The two swords were touching each other, and a violent vibration echoed through the death gate of the Ghost Gate. Luo Xingchen's hand holding the sword kept flowing down, but he refused to take a step back. The true energy burst out and shook the person in front of him.

"Squeeze"

The four soul-scene messengers swept over the black sickle, the sound of tearing the clothes and silk sounded, the stars fell on their shoulders, and their chests were severely damaged, scars were seen at bones, and blood surged like a spring.

"Does you fascinate by fiddling with other people's emotions?"

Luo Xingchen did not care about his injuries, but went further. He raised his hand to grab the sword in the woman's hand in front of him, and Xinghun forced him to cut it down.

The black sickle blocked the sword. The woman in red glanced at the right time. The palm of her palm condensed and slapped the former's chest with a palm.

With the strong palm added, the remaining energy penetrated the body, and the blood mist gushed, so dazzling.

"Did you be so fascinated by other people's emotions?"

He refused to retreat in one step, Luo Xingchen was still indifferent with his fierce palm. The star soul in his hand shook the black sickle and fell down with a sword.

The sword tip was added, and the black air filled the air. The figure of the woman in red suddenly disappeared, showing signs of instability.

"Do I allow you to die? Answer me!"

Luo Xingchen's expression darkened, and the true energy surged around him, stationing the phantom that was about to scatter, and said in a cold voice.

The woman in red had a thicker blood in her eyes, and the power of heaven and earth in her palm gathered, and she once again printed her palm on the former's chest.

One palm after another, the blood of the waterfall after another, but if the stars did not know, they forced the illusory figure in front of them with their true energy, and the coldness in their eyes made people's minds.

Four soul-attractors waved the black sickle and tried to seek life. However, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the power of the formation has been extremely weak, and it is difficult to show the power of the past.

Star Soul blocked the Black Scythe, and slashed by one sword after another. The four soul-attacking messengers dispersed one after another and disappeared between heaven and earth.

In the gate of hell, before the altar, blood had stained every inch of the earth. The woman in red who was forced to stay in the world became increasingly unstable, the black air dissipated, and the power of heaven and earth continued to leave her body.

"Answer me!"

He raised his hand and grabbed the throat of the woman in front of him, Luo Xingchen's eyes were filled with anger and shouted sternly.

In an instant, the woman in red dissipated and could no longer keep her and returned to the world.

The woman scattered, and the illusion broke instantly. Not far away, a bead was gloriously dimmed, and a rift appeared and then shattered.

Luo Xingchen stood quietly, looking at the broken inner elixir of the ferocious beast not far away, and his fists clenched and the ground was clattering.

Boom, at this moment, the cave began to shake violently, and huge rocks fell from above and hit the ground with a bang.

The faint light emerges in every crack, as heavy as a mountain, making it hard to breathe.

Luo Xingchen's figure shook several times, and the sword in his hand clanged into the ground, calmed down, looked at the light surrounding him, no longer stayed, and rushed out quickly with his close friend who had severely injured his coma.

"Um"

As soon as he took a step, Luo Xingchen's figure suddenly settled. Looking back, he saw a terrifying fire aura spread out from the huge crack in the depths of the stone palace, fierce and pure.

"Sick King Stone!"

Luo Xingchen's expression shook, his figure turned back, and moved in a while, avoiding the situation of smashing pieces and quickly swept into the depths of the stone mansion.

In front of the huge crack, the heat waves surging, making it difficult to get closer to half a step.

The stone palace behind him collapsed, and it was urgent to wait. Luo Xingchen did not hesitate anymore and quickly swept into the cracks ahead.

The faint light pressed down on the body, the heat waves burned the eyes, and the blood around Luo Xingchen, who had been severely injured, was constantly evaporated, and his body became increasingly difficult to maintain.

In front, among the cracks, a black strange stone that had been buried deep for countless years appeared. The black flames shone brightly, burning the laws of heaven and earth around them.

Luo Xingchen's figure swept over, raised his hand to arrest the sick Wang Shi, and then quickly rushed outside.

The sword edge shook the huge rock, swept through the obstacles that blocked the road, and the figure of the fallen star passed by and fled quickly towards the underworld.

The endless underground abyss, no exit is seen, the falling stars summon the star marks, bend the bow and arrow, the arrow light soars into the sky, opening a road to life and death.

The laws of heaven and earth are supported by the body, and the body is like ten thousand pounds pressing down. The stars are falling and the cracks are ripped. I endured the heavy damage in my body and did not dare to stop for a moment.

Tianyue Holy City, the small pavilion in the west courtyard, the lord of Tianyue City stood quietly, looking into the distance with his eyes, waiting patiently.

The cold moon shines brightly, and the night is cold. At this moment, a purple figure swept over. Before he could say a word, he vomited out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

"Um?"

Seeing this, the Lord of Tianyue City condensed and his figure flashed. He stepped forward to support the former, and his brows frowned slightly.

Outside the small pavilion, the fourth and seventh god generals changed slightly, and they immediately stepped forward to check the situation.

"It's not good!"

The Lord of Tianyue City investigated the situation of the two people, and his eyes were fixed. Why did they suffer so much damage? Although Luohun Abyss is dangerous, these two people are extraordinary, so it should not be difficult to save their lives.

"City Lord!" The Seventh God General said with concern.

"Take them to the Holy Pool immediately," said the Lord of Tianyue City.

"yes"

Fourth, the Seventh God General took the order, took two people over, and rushed towards the holy city.

In the Tianyue Holy Pool, the cold air steeped in the secret place of the Holy City, three figures came. Two gods came forward and placed the two who were severely injured in the holy pool, with their expressions full of worry.

"City Lord, Xingchen's injury?" The fourth god looked at the city lord on the side and asked worriedly.

"Life-threatening!" The Lord of Tianyue City said with a serious expression, "Although his strength is not inferior to you, his cultivation is only in the middle stage of the real world, and his merit is no longer at its peak. If he forced himself to penetrate the Soul Lost Abyss, he will suffer a heavy blow. Now, most of the meridians in his body have been damaged, and only half of his life is left, but"

Speaking of this, the Lord of Tianyue City looked at the white-haired figure in the holy pond, and said with a deeper expression, "More than Luo Xingchen, this Mr. Ning's injury made me more worried. He penetrated his body with one sword and suffered a severe injury to his heart. He didn't even have the chance to resist. It seems that he has no chance to resist. It is really impossible to believe that there are still people in the world who have such strength, and they have severely damaged it with just one move."

"The Fourth Realm?"

The Seventh God General asked questions.

"Not like"

The Lord of Tianyue shook his head and said, "If it is the fourth realm, Luo Xingchen cannot save him. Don't guess it first. It is the main thing to wake up the two of them as soon as possible. Xiaoqi, you will heal Luo Xingchen for the injury. This Mr. Ning will hand over to this Lord of the City."

After the words came, the Lord of Tianyue came forward, turned his palms to condense the body, and poured it into the young man in plain clothes in front of him.

The seventh general also condensed his mind and the true energy gathered to help the fallen stars heal the wounds.

Time passed little by little, and in front of the Holy Pool, the Lord of Tianyue City frowned and tightened. What's going on? This guy's injury is recovering automatically?

No more interference, the Lord of Tianyue stopped and waited calmly.

Behind the fourth god general who was the two guardians, saw this, looked puzzled and said, "City Lord, what happened?"

"I don't know yet that this son's body is not right, and he is automatically repairing the injury of the heart meridian." The Lord of Tianyue City said in a voice.

When the fourth god general heard this, he looked shocked. There was such a thing: if he did not escape from the mortal body, his body would be shackles, his heart would be severely damaged, and he would be almost irreversible injuries.

The Holy Pool helped Ning Chen, and the frost gradually rose and drifted above the water surface.

In an instant, some tiny ice crystals formed in the holy pond, which were extremely beautiful and fascinating.

The fourth god general looked at the shocking scene, his eyes full of incredible colors. The holy pool never freezes. Now the situation shows that the spiritual power of the holy pool has quickly faded away.

"City Lord!" The fourth god general came back to his senses and hurriedly reminded him.

The Lord of Tianyue City raised his hand and interrupted the former and continued to speak, looking forward, and said seriously, "Human life is at stake, save people first."

The Fourth God General had no choice but to swallow the words at his mouth and wait anxiously.

On the other side, the Seventh God General stabilized the injury of the falling stars and restrained his true energy. Only then did he notice the scene next to him, his face showing shock.

Time passes, the night gradually passes, and dawn is approaching in the east. In the holy pond, most of the water has frozen, and most of the spiritual energy has dissipated.

At this time, in the holy pond, the figure of Suyi slowly opened her eyes. After a brief confusion, memories surged like a tide.

Ning Chen stood up and saw three figures standing quietly by the holy pond. Without saying a word, he bowed respectfully.

Heart is sad, deep, memory is buried, Ning Chen's sad eyes return to peace, and his heart is full of holes is as solid as a rock again.

"drink"

With a light shout, the frost in the sky was stirring, Ning Chen turned his palms and condensed the scroll of life, and the true energy continued to pour into his close friend's body to repair his injuries.

The journey in front of the gate of hell is unforgettable. The road ahead has not come to an end. He should not be so fragile. His obsession with beautiful dreams has made him lose himself and unwilling to wake up. How innocent and stupid.

If Luo Xingchen had not sacrificed his life to save him this time, he might not have come back. From now on, this kind of thing will never happen again.
Chapter completed!