Gu Jiu is in good condition, but he just consumes too much spiritual power.

The Qiankun Sword Technique contains infinite power, but if you want to use its maximum power, you must be willing to output spiritual power. The amount of spiritual power contained in the body of a cultivator is as great as its power. It is a trick that determines the power level by the output of spiritual power.

It’s just that the player’s spiritual power is limited. Once it is used up, it is easy to get into trouble when encountering other dangers without spiritual power.

Unless it is necessary, players will not consume all their spiritual power, keep some in case of accidents.

Qin Huang and others didn't see the attack just now. Gu Jiu used nearly 70% of his spiritual power. He thought that the sword technique was powerful, but he was too consuming spiritual power. People who did not have the courage of Gu Jiu could not afford it.

After taking a few spiritual replenishment pills, Gu Jiu's spiritual power was replenished most of it.

She looked at the group of cultivators. They were disciples of the national master. The oldest looked like a fifty-year-old. Compared with the national master who was nearly thirty, he was like an elder.

There is a master who is good at maintaining his beauty and skill in front of him every day, and I don’t know what the disciples of the national master feel.

After dealing with the injuries on their bodies, the group of people had almost rested. They came over to thank Gu Jiu and the others.

Gu Jiu waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me, we are friends with Huo Ting, we should."

Then Gu Jiu also told them about the Senluo Underworld. The reactions of these people were similar to those of the previous cultivators. They were all very surprised and wanted to go back to find the national teacher immediately.

The national teacher must negotiate with the matters of the Senluo Underworld, only the national teacher can do it, and no one else can do it.

The disciples of the national master really couldn't stay, so they wanted to return to the passage between the Netherworld and the Human World and asked, "Miss Gu, where are you, you're back with us."

They looked at the three-headed bird not far away that was pecking the dead monster's corpse with its hard beak, and their brows couldn't help but move.

In fact, the scene where Gu Jiu and his group came in a three-headed bird was quite shocked.

Xiao was very knowledgeable with the national master, but he did not see any cultivators conquering the monsters in the underworld as mounts. This shows the courage and strength of these people.

Gu Jiu smiled and said, "No, we have other things."

Everyone thought of the direction they had just arrived, and suddenly realized it and didn't say anything else.

But they didn't expect that their junior brother would choose to go with Gu Jiu and the others.

"My brothers, I still have something to do. I can't go back with you. Please ask me to greet my master and his elders on my behalf." Huo Ting hesitated for a moment, and said nothing, and said to the elders.

Huo Ting had been in the sect of the National Master for a short time, and most of the disciples of the National Master were responsible for important positions in the Dragon Emperor. He didn't spend much time with Huo Ting, so he didn't know this junior brother. He heard that he didn't notice anything and told him to be careful on the way.

"Take care."

"Take care, junior brother, let's go first."

Huo Ting stood there, watching the disciples of the national master leave.

"Why, I can't bear to leave them." Qin Huang came over, "I can't bear to leave them. We are not people from this world, we always have to separate." Thinking of the Taoist nuns in Qingyun Temple, he actually felt a little sad.

Huo Ting didn't say anything, looked at Gu Jiu and asked, "Ajiu, where are you going?"

"Look for the Lord of Demons." Gu Jiu smiled at him, "How did you come here?"

"The breath ahead is wrong, let's take a look." Huo Ting told the truth, which also proved the keen perception of the disciples of the national masters.

Huo Ting was able to be accepted as a disciple by the national teacher, which shows his extraordinary strength.

But I didn't expect that they would be ambushed by the Netherworld monsters here.

Qi Ganyin and others were not familiar with Huo Ting, so they couldn't help but look at him, thinking that they were worthy of being the eldest lady's partner, and they were also unfathomable. If they were not wrong, Huo Ting was also a player who had just been promoted to A-level?

Qin Huang said: "This aura should be the Lord of the Demons."

Compared with the human world, the environment here is too harsh. Looking around, the dark world is deserted, and it is not a pity that the monsters in the human world have always wanted to break into the human world and occupy the rich and beautiful human world.

The underworld is filled with many auras that humans don’t like, including yin energy, evil energy, and death energy.

Among them, Yin Qi is the most common, which can also be called the underworld. The evil Qi and dead Qi are relatively fewer, and are concentrated in certain places, where there are more powerful monsters in the underworld.

The place they were going to at this time was filled with a lot of death and evil spirits, which made people instinctively disgusted.

Huo Ting was not surprised.

Although he had been with the national master for a short time, the news he received was not comparable to other players. He had long guessed that the existence of Netherworld and the Lord of Demons who had not appeared should be in Netherworld.

Because of this, he stayed in the imperial city, waiting for the opportunity to enter the underworld.

A group of people set out again.

All the players have gathered together, with a large number of people and great power, which also gives them some confidence in dealing with the upcoming demon lord.

Huo Ting flew with his sword, looked at Gu Jiu on the back of the three-headed bird, and his eyes flashed across Weisheng Tu and Shu Yingying, knowing that now is not the time to talk to her.

After flying for a while, suddenly the three birds whineed and said they would not move forward any further.

It lay on the ground, and its three heads pierced under its wings. No matter whether it hits it, scolds it, or intimidates it, it just refuses to fly again.

"Okay, don't make things difficult for you." Gu Jiu reached out and patted it on its back, "You can leave now."

The three-headed birds still lie there with their heads buried, like an ostrich, as if they hadn't heard it.

The players were angry and laughed. Unexpectedly, this Netherworld monster was still a timid. He learned the style of an ostrich, for fear that Gu Jiu would test it and would not accept it if he did not accept it.

As long as I don't accept the call, you can't kill me.

It quietly poked its head out from under its wings until the players left.

The three birds looked around and found that the evil star that had been shocking and suppressing it had really left. They flew away quickly and fled as far as they were. They vowed not to be fooled by those monks in the future and were caught as a pedestal.

**

Without three birds to travel, Gu Jiu and they flew with them on the sword.

The evil and dead energy around him became increasingly strong, mixed with the ubiquitous yin energy. For cultivators and players who are close to spiritual power, it is like hell, and instinctively aroused a sense of repulsion.

In order to save their spiritual power, they had to jump off the flying sword and walk with their feet.

The light around it became increasingly dim, and it was a kind of mysterious miasma filled with countless sins and chaos, making people lost.

That kind of loss is not the body, but the soul.

The soul has a light feeling, as if it can be free from the constraints of the flesh and body at any time.

Once the soul leaves the body, it is very dangerous for humans who need to move with the help of their bodies.

In order not to lose yourself, Weishengtu first spread some poison powder around it. The pink poisonous fog spread, and a fishy and sweet smell came from the air. Although it was not good, it was not unbearable.

All players suddenly felt excited and felt a tingling nerve.

The damage this toxin can be ignored to the player, and it awakens the spirit very well, and the dosage is very exquisite.

This shows that it is easy to poison people by controlling toxins, but it is very difficult to do this accurately.

Huo Ting also took out the three pillars of the incense and lit it, and inserted it into a small incense burner in his hand. "This is the soul-suppressing incense specially made by the National Teachers' Mansion, which can suppress the three souls and seven spirits."

Everyone felt it and found that the soul and body were becoming more and more compatible, and the feeling of the soul being light and fluttering finally disappeared.

"This thing is good." Qin Huang said, "Is there anything else? Brother, I will give me a few more."

Huo Ting generously took out ten pieces and gave them to him.

Qi Ganyin and others were not familiar with him, so they were embarrassed to ask him for it.

Through the vague and vague place, a few strange crying sounds came in front of me.

"It's the woman's crying." Ye Qian's smiling face became a little more solemn, "This voice is unusual."

Qin Huang said: "No matter what it is, I will talk about it after I fight."

Players walked forward cautiously. The light here was obviously not purely black, but it was impossible to see the bottom. Wherever you see, it seemed like there was a barrier.

Seeing them groping forward, Gu Jiu suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"

With this reminder, the players subconsciously retreated, only Weishengtu slowed down half a step, and the ankle was tightly clamped by something. She looked down and found that the one that clamped her ankle was a pale hand, which stretched out from the front, and the long arms could not see the end.

This scene is very terrifying.

Wei Shengtu looked calm, and he turned his hand to summon a black thin-blade dagger. A cold light flashed, cutting a hole on it. The hand suddenly retracted, and a scream came from the distance.

At this time, countless pale hands reached out from the front and grabbed the player.

"Mom, what is this? Is it a ghost hand?" Qin Huang called and hid, summoning card creature protection.

But the card creatures did not play a big role this time, because there were too many hands, and even the card creatures were caught and dragged them towards the unknown place ahead.

Players can't beat four hands with two fists, and most of them are caught and dragged over.

Gu Jiu flapped his wings and flew into the air in time, avoiding those hands, taking out the Wuji Sword, which cut off the attacking hands.

Huo Ting used space to misalign and dodge in time.

The two knew that it might be the Lord of the Demon, so they followed him quickly.

Through the blurred light and miasma, they finally saw the true face of the Lord of Demons.

I saw a small hill-like Guitou Mountain appearing in front of me, with various ghost heads densely filled with them. They opened their mouths and roared, stretched out their hands and climbed forward hard. The hands became longer and longer, and supported the Guitou Mountain and supported it to move forward.

The hands that attacked them before were the hands that split out of these ghost heads.

The captured Weishengtu and others had been dragged to the front of Guitou Mountain. The ghost heads grabbed them ecstatically, opened their mouths and showed a sharp ghost teeth, and bit them towards their bodies.

Of course, players cannot just get bitten and use props to get out.

The ghost hand caught Gu Jiu and the others again.
To be continued...