True Immortal of the Netherworld

Deep in the sand sea, a huge basin appeared in front of the three people. Circles of blue boulders are scattered around the basin, each one a foot square. Looking from a distance, it looks like a formation.

The huge yellow sand palm that appeared from time to time and constantly attacked the three people disappeared, and everything suddenly became strangely quiet.

Suddenly, a whirlwind rose in the center of the basin, rolling up a wisp of yellow sand. Gradually, the whirlwind became stronger and stronger, and more and more yellow sand was rolled up. Not long after, as the howling wind reached my ears, a huge sand-colored tornado suddenly appeared in the center of the basin.

The tornado was getting bigger and bigger, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding void was stirred up, and a huge black shadow loomed in the sandstorm. The storm subsided, and a huge salon appeared in front of the three of them. The head alone is as big as a small mountain.

When the three of them saw this, their faces suddenly became solemn.

"Everyone, be careful. This object should be the formation spirit of this formation. Its spiritual pressure is not lower than that of Yuanhun realm monks." Ji Wuhen said in a low voice.

"Where did those three people come from, how dare they break into my sea of ​​sand." Sharon let out a deep and resonant voice that resounded throughout the world.

Ji Wuhen pondered for a moment and replied respectfully: "The three of us are disciples of the Yu Dao Sect. We passed by your treasured land today. I have no ill intentions. Please point out a way out." Ji Wuhen clasped his hands in fists and said respectfully.

"Hadomon!" Upon hearing the words Yudaomen, Sharon's huge body trembled slightly, seeming a little timid.

Sharon's huge dragon head leaned forward and looked at the three of them carefully.

"Hmph! I hate the disciples of Yudaomen the most. This sea of ​​sand was originally in the true spirit world, and I am the owner of this sea of ​​sand. Many years ago, I was captured by a person who claimed to be a disciple of Yudaomen. Even this sea of ​​sand is sealed in this space. He promised me that he would return me to the true spirit world after a hundred years. Now that the hundred years have passed, he has never seen anyone else come. Today I will swallow the three of you first to relieve the hatred in my heart."

After saying that, Sharon raised a huge dragon claw and grabbed hard at where the three of them were. Five extremely cold winds were drawn from the tip of the claw and fell through the air.

When Ji Wuhen saw this, he leaned forward and blocked the other two people. Put a single finger in the air, use the void as the paper, and use the finger as the pen. As the single finger moves, an ink-colored "mountain" appears in the air.

As a breath of essence spurted out, the ink word "mountain" glowed brightly, and instantly turned into a small mountain in form and shape in front of the three people, as if it were an illusion or reality.

There was a loud bang! The huge dragon claws were caught on the top of the hill. For a moment, ink splashed and made five deep marks on the hill.

Seeing that his attack was blocked by Xiaoshan. Sharon's dragon face was furious, breathing heavily from its nostrils, and the two dragon whiskers on it flew up.

The next moment, the huge dragon opened its mouth. An incomparable wind ball blurted out.

The wind ball was wrapped with circles of golden light visible to the naked eye, spinning at extremely high speeds, tearing apart the surrounding void with a creaking sound.

With a "boom", the huge wind ball hit the hill firmly. The hill shook violently after being hit, and with a "bang" sound, it turned into ink-colored stars all over the sky and disappeared.

The momentum of the wind ball only paused for a moment before it quickly pressed down on the three of them.

At this moment, Lu Qian, who was beside Ji Wuhen, threw the chessboard in his hand forward and shouted: "Soul skill - chess moves the world!"

Circles of black and white soul realms quickly unfolded with Lu Qian as the center. The simple chessboard was spinning rapidly in the air, and numerous black and white pieces flickered on the chessboard from time to time.

At the same time, countless black and white chess pieces suddenly appeared in the void in front of Lu Qian, like stars in the sky.

Among them, the black chess pieces flashed and suddenly disappeared. The next moment, they were blocking the front of the wind group.

Countless sunspots hit the wind mass, exploding one after another and turning into black runes. With a popping sound of impact, the surface of the huge wind mass was covered with black runes, like a big net covering the front end of the wind mass.

The unparalleled spiritual power contained in the wind group was peeled away bit by bit under the influence of black runes, and a long dark tail was thrown out from behind the tail of the wind group. In the blink of an eye, a lot of the spiritual power on the wind mass was consumed.

At the same time, the white chess pieces in the void also disappeared. The next moment, a white chess piece turned into a huge white sword and slashed at Feng Tuan's head.

With a swish, the white long sword struck the wind mass. As the spiritual pressure surged, hissing sounds could be heard endlessly.

The huge wind mass was cut open with a crack in the middle. With a roar, the wind group split into two halves, and the scattered spiritual power caused Jiutian to change color.

The remaining power of the white sword turned into a shocking white rainbow, and struck the distant sand sea with a bang, leaving a deep ravine on the surface of the sand sea, and two huge sand walls were raised on both sides of the gully. There was another bang, and the sand wall collapsed. Looking from a distance, it looks like someone has drawn a huge centipede on the originally smooth surface of the sand sea.

The originally menacing Sharon was shocked when he saw this. The huge dragon's body paused, and a vigorous sea of ​​spiritual pressure shot out from Sharon's body, and the entire sand sea suddenly became dark.

The expressions of Lu Qian and Ji Wuhen below changed greatly. The spiritual pressure cast by the old dragon was faintly above the soul level.

"If I don't show you any color, you really think that my old dragon is easy to bully!" A huge voice resounded throughout the space.

"Master Sharon, don't be angry. The three of us are here to let you go back." At this moment, Baili Qing said in a pretty voice.

"What? The person next to you said you were passing by. But you said you were here to let me leave here. Who is telling the truth? Don't lie to me, Mr. Long." After Sharon finished speaking, his spiritual pressure dropped, and there was a trace of light in his eyes. Expectations.

"Oh, that's it. The three of us have different tasks. My task is to release you back to the true spirit world. If you don't believe it, what do you think this is?" Baili Qing said, taking out the wooden hairpin just now.

Sharon stared intently at the wooden hairpin in Baili Qing's hand.

His voice was trembling as he said, "This is indeed the wooden hairpin used by that man. After being trapped for more than a hundred years, today I, the old dragon, was finally liberated." After saying that, he let out a series of loud laughter.

Ji Wuhen and Lu Qian looked at each other and remained silent.

Baili Qing took a few steps forward and came to the salon.

Raising his hand, a simple wooden dagger appeared on his palm.

"Master Long, this wooden sword in my hand is a space treasure. As long as you possess it, it can take you back to the true spirit world." After saying that, Baili Qing held the wooden sword in both hands and spread it forward. .

"Is this wooden sword so magical? You little girl won't lie to me, let me see." After Sharon finished speaking, he lowered his head and put his nose close to the wooden sword.

The moment Sharon's nose came close to the wooden sword. Baili Qing's beautiful eyes narrowed, and the fingers of her right hand flicked lightly on the wooden sword. An intoxicating fragrance wafts out from the wooden sword.

"What does it smell like? It's so fragrant." After Sharon finished speaking, the scene in front of her eyes changed.

Oasis appear here and there on the endless yellow sand, and various rare birds and animals shuttle among the oases. The rich spiritual power in the void nourishes the entire earth like spring rain.

"The true spirit world! I'm back!" Sharon shouted, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"My old dragon is finally back, let me have a good sleep." Sharon suddenly felt like sleeping.

With a roar, the huge dragon body lay on the sand, raising a cloud of dust. In the blink of an eye, Sharon fell asleep like a sleeping baby. The corner of his closed eyes flashed with a tear of happiness after returning home.

Gradually, Sharon's body turned into a pool of yellow sand, and her figure disappeared into the sea of ​​sand.

"Master Long, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lie to you. I wish you can return to the true spirit world as soon as possible." Baili Qing made a trumpet shape with her hands by her mouth and shouted loudly in the direction where the salon disappeared.

"Junior Sister Qing'er, you used this "secret skill - Xiang Zui Meng" beautifully." Lu Qian on the side praised loudly.

"Girl, I didn't expect you to learn to lie." Ji Wuhen said teasingly.

Bailiqing stuck out her tongue and said, "I just don't want you two to hurt it. Maybe after we complete the task, the old dragon can return to the true spirit world."

At this time, there was a buzzing sound from the center of the stone circle in the basin. A simple teleportation array slowly rose from the ground.

The three of them came to the teleportation array.

Bailiqing took out the wooden hairpin. I saw the spiritual light flashing on the wooden hairpin.

"It must be here. We should be able to reach the main space after passing through this teleportation array." Ji Wuhen said.

The three of them entered the teleportation array one after another. A milky white light curtain rose above the teleportation array, and the three of them disappeared.

…

Not long after, four more figures appeared on a dune at the edge of the sand sea. One of them was riding a gray wolf about ten feet tall, and it was Rong Ming, Mu Di Youfeng, Tuoba Shanyue, and Linghu Ying'er who came in a hurry.

"I didn't expect that there is such a huge sea of ​​sand in this space. The person who originally arranged this space must be a powerful person." On the sand dune, the tall Mudi Youfeng praised.

"I want to see what treasure is hidden inside." Rong Ming said on the wolf's back.

"I don't know where the people from the Yudao Sect who entered this place went." Tuoba Shanyue, who was wearing a tiger skin skirt, finished speaking and rubbed his fists.

"Let me search first." Linghu Ying'er, who was dressed in a white dress and had a cute appearance, finished speaking and gently pinched both sides of her nose with one hand. The body bent down and turned slightly, and then took a gentle breath.

Then he pointed toward the distance with one hand and said, "There is the smell of a fight in that direction."

"Miss Ying'er, your nose is sharper than the gray wolf under Brother Rong." Tuoba Shanyue said naively.

"Yes, I can still smell the smell of sweat all over your body." After Ying'er finished speaking, she rolled her eyes towards Tuoba Mountain.

"Hehe." After hearing this, Tuoba Shanyue giggled a few times and scratched his head with his hand.

"I also discovered that there are abnormal spiritual energy fluctuations under the sand sea here. I'm afraid there may be some mechanism." Linghu Ying'er continued.

After Rong Ming heard this, he jumped down from the wolf's back.

"Lead the way." After Rong Ming said this, the gray wolf snorted and rushed forward.

Rong Ming and three others followed closely behind.

Not long after, a huge yellow sand palm rose from the sea of ​​sand and stopped in front of the four people and one wolf. However, due to the deep sleep of True Spirit Salon here, the spiritual pressure condensed on the huge palm is not as good as before. Of course Rong Ming and others are not aware of the existence of Salon.

"Let me come." Mu Di Youfeng said loudly.