The Ultimate Sword Master

Huangquan Hall.

The eight ferrymen with cold auras stood quietly without saying a word, wearing ghost robes but not ghost faces.

In silence.

Yan Changge's figure fell into the field.

"Everyone is here?"

"I've met the palace master!"

Everyone bowed in unison.

However.

The uniform voice was mixed with a slightly urgent voice, "See... see... see..."

Yan Changge's mouth twitched slightly.

Be prepared to give the other person a chance to finish.

Swish, brush, brush!

The other seven people had strange looks on their faces, and their eyes fell on Ren Liu.

moment.

Ren Liu's big face turned red.

"No……"

For the first time, he felt a little embarrassed, "No... I won't say it anymore."

Everyone: "..."

Yan Changge was too lazy to pursue him and looked at Ren Wu, "How is the injury?"

“A blessing in disguise.”

Ren Wu's words were as sharp as ever, "With the top-notch healing medicines from Huangquan Palace, our brothers have not only recovered from their injuries these days, but have even made great progress in cultivation, successfully breaking through to the eighth level of infinity. Palace Master, neither are you." You are such a stingy person, why didn’t you take out this good thing earlier, which caused us two brothers to suffer so much..."

"enough."

Yan Changge waved his hand to stop him from talking nonsense, feeling a little tired.

These two brothers!

One is a talker, the other is a stammer...why can't we use their magical powers to neutralize them?

A quick glance.

In addition to Ren Wu Ren Liu, Tang Lin, and Zhuang Yuchen, there were four strange ferrymen.

Weiba.

Han Shiqi.

Xu thirty-six.

He fifty-two.

The one with the lowest cultivation level.

The same as Tang Lin.

Highest.

It has suddenly reached the peak of the immeasurable realm.

The seats of the ferrymen change frequently, and the seats do not represent strength. As veteran ferrymen, these four people are all the elites among the elites, with extremely high qualifications.

Except Zhuang Yuchen.

The seven people also have something in common - they have realized the magical power of Huangquan!

The Huangquan Ferry of Ren Wu and Liu.

On the 27th day of the Tang Dynasty, the underworld was destroyed.

Weiba's death falls.

Han Shiqi’s underworld killing...

Yan Changge glanced over them one by one, thinking to himself.

Including his own Huangquan Yin and Huangquan Town, he has gathered eight Huangquan magical powers. Except for the most special Huangquan Burial, the only thing missing is the Huangquan Sacrifice.

Huangquan's magical powers each have their own emphasis.

The Underworld Festival has extremely high requirements for understanding. Therefore, among the many current ferrymen, only Leng Meizi can master it.

That’s all.

I sighed secretly in my heart.

He already had a guess about Leng Meizi's whereabouts and would no longer press for it.

Eight ways...

Barely enough.

Thinking of this, he slowly said: "Lu Yuan has already told you the whole story. If you want to withdraw now, it's still too late."

"Palace Master, what does this mean?"

"Now that you are a ferryman, how can you be so greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"good!"

Wei Ba nodded and said calmly: "Palace Master, without your protection, where would we be today? Now that we need help, if we are greedy for life and afraid of death, where is our conscience?"

"Little brother Gu and I have a life-saving grace, and Tang Lin should repay it!"

"It's the same for us brothers!"

"..."

Everyone looked calm, and there was no fear in their eyes. Everyone had a reason to go, and everyone was not afraid of death!

"like……"

Yan Changge sighed: "What if you never come back?"

"I'll never come back!"

Everyone responded in unison. Although Ren Liu did not speak, the excitement in his eyes also showed his state of mind at this time.

Meet everyone's gaze.

Yan Changge sighed in his heart.

I'll get you all back intact!

Think of this.

He looked at Zhuang Yuchen again and asked: "During this period, you should not carry out the mission, stay in the palace and fully understand the magical power of Huangquan. In addition..."

He hesitated for a moment.

He suddenly looked into the distance and said softly: "If you... give her a word for me, I can't forgive her."

The words fell.

The ghost robe on his body shook, and the laws of the yellow-character tablet were intertwined continuously. With a stroke of his hand, a crack that was about ten feet wide appeared in front of everyone!

within the crack.

The river surges, roars, and a ruined monument reaches the sky!

"Come with me!"

Swish, brush, brush!

The seven people all put on evil ghost masks, and with a slight sway, they followed Yan Changge into the crack!

Looking at the scene in front of me.

Zhuang Yuchen looked slightly stunned and remained silent for a long time. He didn't even know when the crack disappeared.

Such an important thing.

Why can't I help at all?

"Go away, strong man..."

Suddenly there was a sigh from behind.

But it’s Lu Yuan!

"Elder Lu."

"girl."

Lu Yuan seemed to see the sadness and self-blame in Zhuang Yuchen's heart, and comforted him softly: "There's no need for this. This operation is an extraordinary mission. Even if you go, it won't help."

Zhuang Yuchen is ice-snowy and smart.

Naturally, she knew that the other party had saved her face, but with her current strength, going there would only cause more trouble.

"They...are really not afraid of death?"

"I am just joking."

Lu Yuan shook his head, "There is great terror between life and death. How can we not be afraid?"

"But why..."

"girl."

Lu Yuan changed the topic and suddenly said: "Do you think it's cold in Huangquan Palace?"

Zhuang Yuchen was stunned and shook his head subconsciously.

"not cold."

"Ghost robe, ghost face, underworld talisman."

Lu Yuan sighed softly: "Even the Law of Underworld is cold and ruthless, but why is it not cold here? Because... the ferryman's heart is warm."

Zhuang Yuchen was startled again.

She suddenly discovered that everyone in Huangquan Palace, and even every ferryman she met, had completely different behaviors and styles from those of Linxian Sect.

Before.

She became a ferryman to get as close to Gu Han as possible.

But now.

But she found a sense of belonging in this cold underworld hall from the bottom of her heart.

"Master Gu, are you also such a person?"

"He's an exception."

Lu Yuan's tone was a bit complicated, "Other people's hearts are warm, but this kid's heart... is probably dark."

"..."

Zhuang Yuchen was a little embarrassed.

Refute with intention.

Just thinking about what Gu Han had done in the past, I found that... his heart was indeed not very white.

…

Ghostland.

Inside the fountain monument.

"Whether there is or not, it doesn't mean anything to us now."

Hearing Gu Han's doubts.

Qianye said in a deep voice: "It is serious to find the source of that thing quickly!"

"really."

Gu Han instantly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and quickly thought about the information he had asked from Gui Sanniang.

Fountain monument.

In fact, it is another name for Ghost Pond. It is the mother body that breeds the endless ghost clan and is also the supreme holy object of the ghost clan!

Ghost Sanniang's life.

I have only come in twice, one to advance to the Ghost King, and the other to advance to the Ghost Lord. I am not familiar with the situation here, and I don't even know how big it is here.

In fact.

Not to mention her, except for Honghe, even the cruel ghost kings would have no chance of coming here if they didn't get orders.

"The only clue is the throne!"

Qianye sensed it carefully and then said: "In addition to the laws of the Quanzi tablet, this throne also contains some of those things. If you find it, you can locate the source!"

Gu Han nodded, "Then you have to move quickly... huh?"

The words are not finished yet.

The ghost head mark on the back of his hand suddenly felt a burning sensation.

His heart moved.

The prey is coming!