The Ghost King of the Netherworld was so angry that he was seen by the young man, but he didn't dare to move.

The young man stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, saying, "Well, it's not bad, although it's ugly, but it's all right!" As he said that, he made a claw in his right hand and sucked at the Ghost King of the Underworld.

The Nether Ghost King was caught by the young man without any resistance.

The young man shouted, "Soul-sucking**!" and said, his claws exerted force.

The body of the Nether Ghost King was flattened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Half an hour later, the young man threw down the Nether Ghost King who was just a skeleton.

The young man laughed proudly twice, and suddenly felt that his body was extremely surprised. The two spiritual energy collided violently, stretching his tendons and veins as if they were about to burst. His body quickly expanded, and then it shriveled.

The young man was in abnormal pain, with blue veins rising on his face, and big beads of sweat rolling down.

The young man immediately sat cross-legged and grinded his hands quickly on his chest.

On the other hand, when Brother Mao saw that the woman with a veil was still unconscious, he hurried over and trembled his hands to lift her veil.

Brother Mao shouted excitedly: "Sister Jiao! Is it you?" At the same time, his fingers were put on a veil.

At this time, the veiled woman suddenly opened her eyes slowly and saw the face that was close to her.

"Ah!" Suddenly the veiled woman let out a sharp scream.

Brother Mao was shocked, hurriedly withdrew his hand and looked at the woman on the veil in confusion.

"Bold lewd!" At this time, a flying sword fell from the sky and stabbed Mao Di's head.

"Ding" Bai Qi's soul-catching chain hit the flying sword, and suddenly hit the flying sword a little bit.

Bai Qi took back the soul-catching chain and shouted angrily: "Who is it?"

The flying sword floated in the air about fifty meters away from Mao Di, Bai Qi and the veiled woman. A very handsome man in white clothes appeared next to the flying sword.

I saw him tucking into the sky, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a white dress that was spotless, as if a celestial being descended to earth.

The man in white asked to the veiled woman, "Junior Sister Bai Su, are you okay?"

The veiled woman glared at Brother Mao, flew over to the man in white, and said, "Senior Brother Wuchen, I'm fine. I just met an evil ghost on the way back to the master's sect. It seemed that the man saved me!"

"Hmph!" said the man in white: "But I just saw that he wanted to be frivolous to you!"

Brother Mao opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Sister Jiao, don't you know me anymore?"

The veiled woman's voice was as crisp and beautiful as a lark, and she said, "You have recognized the wrong person. I am Bai Su, a disciple of Tianchi Sect!"

"No!" Brother Mao said in a daze: "How could I admit my mistake? You are Sister Jiao, I can feel your breath!"

The man in white angrily scolded: "Shut up, if it weren't for the sake of saving my junior sister Bai Su, I took your life just now, why don't you get out!"

Bai Qi stood forward and asked, "Who are you?"

The man in white said proudly: "My disciple of Tianchi Sect, Jian Wuchen, will leave quickly with his eyes, otherwise you will be suppressed!"

Bai Qi looked at Brother Mao hesitantly, but saw Brother Mao’s eyes red and shouting in pain: “Sister Jiao, you must be Sister Jiao, why, why don’t you know me?”

"Looking for death!" Jian Wuchen pointed at Brother Mao with two fingers together.

I saw the flying sword stabbing at Brother Mao like a meteor.

Bai Qi knew that Brother Mao’s true energy was exhausted now, so he did not dare to neglect it, and danced the soul-catching chains to wrap around the flying sword.

Jian Wuchen sneered and said, "Little little devil, how dare you overestimate yourself? You just don't know how to live or die!" As he continued to activate his true energy.

The soul-grabbing chain flashed with red light, wrapping the flying sword around it, and suddenly the flying sword stretched and became thicker, making the soul-grabbing chain "rattle" sound.

Fortunately, the Soul-Seeping Chain has accumulated countless merits after thousands of years, otherwise it would have collapsed. Even so, Bai Qi was still shocked and blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. After all, the Soul-Seeping Chain is connected to his mind.

The soul-grabbing chain flashed with a red light and was taken back by Bai Qi. The flying sword also returned to Jian Wuchen's hand.

Bai Su pulled a sword Wuchen and said, "Senior Brother Wuchen, forget it!"

Jian Wuchen, who returned without success twice, had not suffered such a blow. He did not speak up and continued to urge the flying sword to stab Mao Di and Bai Qi.

Bai Qi was also mentally damaged now. Looking at the flying sword flying in, he sighed, closed his eyes and waited for death.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Brother Mao roared, and the momentum on his body rose step by step. The Dragon Ox sword appeared in his hand and slashed in the air towards the flying sword, and shouted: "Pearl Slash, the Wrath of the Patriarch!"

"When" the swords and swords intersect, Mao Di quickly stepped back a few steps, gasping for breath.

Jian Wuchen's flying sword also shone dimly and flew back.

Jian Wuchen, who was very esteemed, was furious and raised the flying sword in his hand and shouted, "Ten thousand swords return to the sect!" The flying sword turned into thousands of phantoms and slashed at Brother Mao.

"Senior brother, no!" the veiled woman exclaimed.

As the unique skill of the Tianchi Sect, the woman with the power of Wanjian Guizong knew it clearly.

Brother Mao is now exhausted and he pushed Bai Qi away, took out the Yin and Yang Stone from the Qiankun Realm, and smashed it at Wanqian Feishang with all his strength.

"Boom" the huge Yin and Yang Stone hit thousands of flying swords.

The sword shadow disappeared, only one left, the light dimmed, and flew back to Jian Wuchen's hand.

Jian Wuchen spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the white clothes on his body were also bit by bit, and his body was shaking. Fortunately, the woman with a veil held him, otherwise she would fall to the ground.

Brother Mao held the Yin-Yang Stone that had turned back to its original state with a pale face, staring at the veiled woman with blurred eyes, as if only he and the familiar figure were left in this world.

At this time, Jian Wuchen's face was spasm and he stared at Brother Mao with gritted teeth, just like an ancient ferocious beast that chose people to eat. There was no trace of a slight outrageous atmosphere. He was highly respected in the sect and had never been so seriously injured. Unexpectedly, he was seriously injured by Brother Mao, who seemed like an ant, as soon as he went down the mountain. He could not accept it anyway.

Brother Mao looked at the veiled woman supporting Jian Wuchen and flew towards the top of Changbai Mountain, spit out a lot of pain and suddenly fell into a coma.

Bai Qiyan quickly supported Brother Mao who was about to fall down and shouted nervously: "Brother, how are you?" But Brother Mao kept his eyes closed.

Bai Qi sighed, shook his head, and helped Brother Mao walk down the mountain.

Brother Mao was in a coma for three days and three nights before he woke up slowly. Bai Qi hurriedly asked, "Brother, you are awake! How do you feel?"

Brother Mao just stared at the roof in a daze without any response.

Bai Qi grabbed Mao Di's wrist and said to himself: "From the pulse, my body has been completely recovered, but my mind is damaged. It seems that I have to go find him."

Thinking of this, Bai Qi explained to Zhang Hui: "My brother is seriously injured now, and I urgently need to find medicinal materials. I hope you can take care of me."

After receiving Zhang Hui's promise, he hurriedly dared to go to the underworld. Now he had no choice but to ask Wang Jian to find her.

Bai Qi still can't figure out why she is not favored by her, and she seems to be particularly good to Wang Jian.

After Bai Qi left, suddenly a trace of purple silk thread flew out of the Qiankun Realm. This silk thread was completely condensed by spiritual energy.

The purple silk thread, Congmao brother flew into his sea of ​​consciousness, tendons, and finally entered his heart veins, repairing his damaged body parts, and expanding the tendons and veins wider at the same time, and a purple transparent light shield formed around his body.

It turned out that the true energy in Maodi's tendons flowed slowly like a stream, but now it rushes like the water of the Yangtze River.

Two days later, the purple light shield on Mao Di's body suddenly turned into pure Yin and Yang Qi and entered his body.

Brother Mao opened his eyes, and a mini-version of Yin and Yang fish appeared in his eyes, but it was fleeting. The chaotic lightning mark on his forehead also became more substantial, but it did not disappear, as if an eye appeared on his forehead.

Suddenly, a chaotic beam of light flew out from the parents and rushed towards the roof, and a gap as thick as a baby's arm was suddenly shot out.

Brother Mao sat up, and the chaotic lightning mark on his forehead disappeared.

Hearing the noise, Zhang Hui and his wife ran in and asked nervously: "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!