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In the vast sea of ​​clouds, the map of Jiuyoukan unfolds.

A terrifying beast nearly a hundred feet long, resembling a python, is lurking here.

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Yuan Yaozi, who had transformed into his true form, opened his bloody mouth like a black hole whirlpool, frantically sucking in the death energy of the underworld in order to restore his own state, and the sound he made was shocking.

And in front of him, there was still a fist-sized, yellow bead floating in the air, spinning continuously.

One soul shadow after another was being destroyed in the bead, and at the same time, streams of pure energy emerged from it, turning into torrents and pouring into Yuan Yaozi's huge body.

This is the Huangquan Pearl that was refined from the exercises he practiced, and it can refine the power of regenerating souls.

After a long time, Huangquan Pearl suddenly stopped rotating.

"The living soul is exhausted." Yuan Yaozi said to himself.

He was making trouble in Burial Ridge, and all the souls he collected have been refined by him.

"With a few more living souls, we can take advantage of the opportunity to break through to the fifth level," Yuan Yaozi said with great resentment in his heart, "Damn Sword Sect."

"It's a pity that there are so many living souls in the Forgotten River, but they can't be eaten." Yuan Yaozi thought with some pity.

In his perception, in the constantly flowing Wangchuan River below, there are endless souls flowing down the river.

If he can capture these living souls, what does it matter if they are only fifth-grade? Why bother to go to all kinds of designs in Burial Ridge just to collect the living souls of mortals?

However, his father, Yuan Yao Wang, once warned him very seriously that it was okay to enter the underworld to absorb the death energy of the underworld, but he was absolutely not allowed to touch the living souls in the River of Forgetfulness.

If he moves, even if it is just a living soul, the Source Demon King will not be able to save him when the time comes.

Yuanyaozi clearly remembered the tone of Yuanyao King when he said this, which was solemn and serious as never before.

Even the eighth-level demon king couldn't protect him, which showed that there must be great terror, so even if he was turbulent in his heart, he could only suppress the turmoil in his heart.

Gen Yaozi, who had completely recovered to his peak condition, stopped thinking about it and opened his eyes.

Wow!

With a breath of death, the billowing underworld that surrounded him was gathered into his body and disappeared.

"Roar!"

Yuan Yaozi let out a roar that echoed through the silent underworld.

He shook his body, which was nearly a hundred feet long, slightly, and a sinister and ferocious light flashed in his eyes as huge as two lanterns.

After all the injuries on his body were healed, Yuan Yaozi had some other thoughts in his heart.

"It has been five days since I entered the realm of underworld. I used the death energy of underworld to regain my peak state. That swordsman must have fallen into despair as his blood and energy are constantly being annihilated." Yuan Yaozi murmured.

Said to himself.

Ji Chuan's face reappeared in his mind, and the fear brought to him by Ji Chuan's swing of the sword also came to mind again.

As the son of the Source Demon King, he is endlessly doted on by the Source Demon King.

The Yuan Demon King even brought the Underworld Magical Artifact and the Jiuyoukan Map to protect him.

Since his birth, he has been the supreme existence in the origin, and all the four sixth-level demon kings have to be polite when they see him.

And Ji Chuan, a monk who was no more than Nascent Soul Realm, was actually preparing to kill him!

"Under the erosion of the death energy of Huangquan, that sword cultivator should be very weak now.

And in Huangquan, my strength has increased compared to that in the human world. With such fluctuations, that swordsman will never be my opponent again."

Yuan Yaozi thought grimly: "It would be too easy for them to let the two of them simply die under the erosion of the underworld's death energy.

It would be wonderful if we could find these two sword cultivators and kill them with our own hands to vent our anger!"

Roar!

Thinking like this, Yuan Yaozi suddenly felt murderous intent in his heart.

He put away the Jiuyoukan map, swayed, and swam among the sea of ​​dusky clouds, letting out an angry roar from the bottom of his heart.

The pampered Yuan Yaozi has always been a person who must retaliate against evil.

He had already decided to set off to find Lu Qingshan and Ji Chuan, who had been transported to the Underworld by his boundary-crossing technique, in order to avenge their nearly death.

"Two little sword cultivators, relying on the power of the Sword Sect, are so arrogant to me. Don't let me find you two, otherwise I will make you look good!"

What he didn't expect was

He didn't even need to look for the good-looking ones, they were already delivered to his door.

Just when he was about to move, a murderous intent suddenly burst out from nowhere, filling his entire soul.

In Huangquan, it is originally a hazy place, it is gloomy all day long, and there is no such thing as a big sun.

But at this moment, Yuan Yaozi seemed to have seen a red sun, and felt that his soul was extinguished, and inexplicable horror suddenly arose.

In fact, he hadn't realized the specific situation yet. This terrifying emotion was generated by his subconscious mind.

It was a sword light transformed from a flying sword, a blazing red sword light.

The sword intention and sword energy swirled around it, rolling like bursts of spring thunder.

The sword energy is as thick as a dragon drawing water, rising from the ground and suddenly coming to life.

There was a bit of cold light in the sword light, as bright as the rising sun.

During the flying process of the flying sword, the sound of wind and thunder came from inside. It was as fast as lightning, disrupting all the dim clouds and mists, making the sea of ​​clouds so yellow that one could not see the sky above or the ground below.

It's like a sword from heaven.

The distance of hundreds of feet, in front of this flying sword, is like a flying star passing through, lightning piercing the clouds, arriving in an instant.

As soon as Minamoto Yaozi discovered this sword, he could only spit out a mouthful of death energy in a panic, trying to resist the power of the flying sword.

The next breath, his eyes were filled with red light and cold light.

A suppressive force from the bloodline level was born out of thin air.

It was as if a blue dragon was rushing towards him.

This flying sword ignored all the death energy of the underworld, and the cold light instantly extinguished everything, sinking into Yuan Yaozi's head, which was bigger than a hill.

A deafening sound of dragons and phoenixes came from his head.

Then, the sword energy exploded in Yuan Yaozi's head, dispersed into thousands of sword energy, and shot out.

In an instant, all the vitality of Yuan Yaozi was destroyed.

Thousands of large holes appeared in his huge monster body, from which sword light like the light of the rising sun shot out.

Before losing the last trace of consciousness, a figure appeared in Minamoto Yaoko's lantern-like eyes.

That was the person who activated this flying sword.

It's a figure that he has always regarded as his embarrassment.

Lu Qingshan.

"Sword cultivator!" Yuan Yaozi let out a mournful cry.

He had just narrowly escaped death from Ji Chuan's sword, but he never expected that just five days later, he would fall under the sword of Lu Qingshan, whom he had never cared about.

You really can avoid the first grade of junior high school, but you can't avoid the fifteenth grade.

Thinking back to a few breaths ago, he seemed to be ready to take the initiative to seek revenge from these two swords.

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

Immediately, Yuan Yaozi's entire body was torn and disintegrated into countless fragments, exploding into the sky.

Among them, there was a bit of invisible vague spiritual light, which flew out from it, flew gracefully towards Lu Qingshan, merged directly into Lu Qingshan's body, and finally returned to the Wangchuan contained in Lu Qingshan's Nascent Soul.

That is the power of the living and undead souls of Yuan Yaozi captured by Wangchuan.

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The dragon bird circled back and sank into Lu Qingshan's body.

When it comes to "retribution must be meted out", who in the world can compare with the sword cultivator?

Isn't it better to just stay in the source land? Do you have to join forces with the underworld to cause trouble?

There is an almost immortal Source Demon King. If he didn’t take the initiative to seek death, wouldn’t his life be happy?

Are you uncomfortable being a second-generation demon?

Seeing Yuan Yaozi turned into a blood mist, Lu Qingshan felt awe-inspiring in his heart.

The principles he believed in were always simple.

Sword cultivator takes a breath of life and feels at ease when his breath is smooth.

Since someone wants to kill him, he will no longer think about the bad consequences that will come from killing him because of his noble status, let alone the so-called way to teach him a lesson in exchange for greater benefits.

He wants to kill me, but I am stronger than him.

So he has to die.

It's that simple.
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