The two young men were so anxious that they both had a feeling that their lives were hanging by a thread. The first acceleration obtained by the immortal energy blown out by the master of the immortal world quickly climbed into the endless void. They crossed the immortal world in a few minutes, and the sapphire blue was once again filled.

Looking at the entire space, the mountains and rivers below become more and more clear. Except for the absence of wind and shadow, they are not the same as those of the mortal world.

There was not much difference in the scene. Lin Le understood that he had reached the overlapping part of the mortal world and the underworld, not far from Sanshui Town. While flying hand in hand, he said with his spiritual consciousness: "Brother Quanfu, come on, it is said that there is a kind of force between time and space.

Through wormholes or something, you can return to your master's soul cultivation place in the blink of an eye. I hope our bodies still have some heat."

"Don't be distracted, pay attention below, and look for the location of Sanshui Town." Quanfu said seriously.

The two of them were circling in the air while carefully searching the mountains below. However, another ten minutes passed. The mountains and rivers looked similar, but they could not find the lively mountain town.

"Alas, even if our souls cannot return to the mortal world, we can still be happy and free if we stay here, not to mention that we will avoid many worries in the world." The sapphire blue background is refreshing, and the feeling of flying hand in hand is real.

Relaxation is indistinguishable from the bliss of a woman ascending to heaven in bed. Compared with the fairy world, although the underworld is much darker, it does not have higher cultivation requirements and pressure to cultivate. Lin Le said with an attitude of being happy to be alone.

"Lin Le, you are so confused. Our lives are at stake. Quickly give up this indifferent thought and carefully check the terrain below." The time limit has passed, and we have circled several large circles without any specific direction, as if

Lone Goose is lost on the way, in a vast alien world, not knowing where to return to his physical body. Quanfu's heart is like a screw that is slowly tightened.

"Alas, I'm sorry, I'm really starting to get confused. Our physical bodies are not indestructible. How long can our souls survive after being lost for a long time?" Thinking that his life is at risk and his wonderful career is about to be ruined, Lin

Le's heart sank.

The underworld is weird. If you look for a path, you can reach your destination quickly. Once you lose your way, you can't find the direction and can't find it. It's like entering an extremely deep and wide labyrinth. In desperation, Quanfu can't help but resort to more tricks.

The great soul power accelerated its flight, and another ten minutes passed. Towns on the ground continued to pass by, but the familiar ancient wharf was still nowhere to be seen.

"Look, there's another town down there, and there's also a dock. It's probably Sanshui Town." During the fast flight, Lin Le suddenly noticed a mountain town appearing on the horizon, and said in surprise with his spiritual consciousness.

Arriving at the top of the mountain town, there was no resistance from the air. Quanfu pulled him down quickly. The high and low ancient stone and wood buildings gradually became clearer. When he saw the two big black characters "Ghost Town" written on the mountain gate not far from the pier, he couldn't help but

Disappointed, "What the hell, what's going on? I lost my sense of direction and suddenly arrived at the ghost town of Fengdu, two thousand miles away. I'm getting further and further away from my hometown of Sanshui Town."

"Wow, what should we do?" Lin Le started to cry with a sore nose. There were no cries or tears, only boundless despair.

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Besides, in the mysterious old house on Yan Alley in Sanshui Town, in the dark soul-cultivating place, the atmosphere was even more tense at this time. I don’t know why. In the blink of an eye, the timeout had exceeded two and a half hours. Disciples Quanfu and Lin Le’s

There is still no news about the soul. Master Zhang Hun is anxious.

He was sweating profusely, and his black cloth gown was soaked with sweat. He moved his lips quickly and silently recited the soul-summoning formula, and kept waving the soul-summoning flag. Although his soul power and physical energy were almost exhausted to the limit, he did not dare to take a rest. "The last few times I sent disciples,

Son sneaks into the underworld to carry out his mission

The business has always been going smoothly without any accidents. This time, the evil spirits on the way were driven away beforehand, and a normal customs declaration procedure was presented to the ghost on duty. There were absolutely no mistakes in all aspects. Could it be that it was a disciple of the Cao Shenmen?

Owe in the mortal world

I owe you a bad debt and have been detained by ghosts?" In the process of doing things, I speculated on various possible dangers and secretly decided that I couldn't recall the souls of the two people in another half hour, so I had to take a risk and go to the underworld in person.

Take a walk.

On the table of the Eight Immortals, a pair of footlamps that illuminated the road to the underworld had long since burned out. The mistress refilled the lamp oil, struck a match and held it close to the wick. The flame gradually turned from dark to bright, and the dim light illuminated her wrinkled face.

Face, "Alas, after Quanfu entered the family, he was extremely filial to my old couple. He never had any children in his life. He has been regarded as

I'm doing it for myself, if anything happens to him, I don't know how to live in the future." The two disciples were in danger, and they didn't have the ability to summon spirits. Apart from being anxious, they could only pray to God and touch.

Their physical bodies felt that the temperature was slowly dropping, their motherly hearts were about to break, and they couldn't help but burst into tears.

The soul master was busy summoning souls, and Hu Yiyue had no time to spare. At this time, her pure strength came in handy. A pair of thick palms pressed against the vital points of the sea of ​​​​the two of them, and the internal energy was continuously input into the limbs.

Bai Skeleton, trying hard to maintain the normal vital signs of the two of them. Unknowingly, two and a half hours passed. Sweat gradually soaked through the clothes inside and outside, and the red face gradually

He lost his original blood color and became as pale as paper. His real power was about to be exhausted. The palms against his vital points began to tremble slightly, his eyes turned black, and he seemed to be about to faint. "Oh, my soul is coming back soon, sister."

It’s a bit too much to bear.” Thinking about the fate of my former sweetheart, I felt like I wanted to cry without tears. I regretted that I had not joined the soul masters and gained a variety of skills.

"Sister Hu, you must keep inputting your true power. You must not stop, not even for a second. You must always keep the energy of the two bodies running. Otherwise, when their souls return, they will face their own cold corpses. Unless

Only a great god from the immortal world can bring the dead back to life

Here." Master Zhang Soul used his super powerful soul power to summon the wandering souls in the distance. At the same time, he carefully looked at Hu Yiyue with his celestial vision. He saw that Hu Yiyue's expression was gloomy, she was crumbling, and she was close to collapse. He looked inside her meridians and found that she had no real power left.

Duo, secretly worried, could only encourage him in a low voice.

"Soul master, don't worry, I will definitely persevere until their souls return." After hearing the soul master's words, Hu Yiyue cheered up again, and the input of internal energy increased again, returning to the original level.

Hu Yiyue's real power is about to be exhausted, and the situation on the soul master's side is not good either. The vigor in the seven chakras has been exhausted, and he has to extract the soul power of the destined soul. For those who cultivate the soul, it has been a mistake.

It's a big taboo. The two of them can only hold on for half an hour at most. If their souls don't return, they have no choice but to give up.

Thinking that the souls of his beloved disciple and Lin Le were about to wander in the endless netherworld, like a kite with its string cut off, Master Zhang had very little soul power left and was unable to go to the underworld in person, so he had to make the final sacrifice.
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