"Okay, I'll take you away, let you do more hard labor and perform well in the underworld. When you are reincarnated, I will say to the Wheel King, and you will be punished several times in the animal realm. Only in this way can you eliminate your karma and be determined." Long Junchen said as he took out his spiritual talisman. The white-haired boy nodded as if he had admitted his fate. He was quite acceptable to Long Junchen's verdict. After all, he had not ended up scattering his soul, and he was already burning incense. He didn't dare to ask for anything more.

Long Junchen saw the white-haired boy kowtowing and thanking him, and immediately did not hesitate and quickly drew a few strokes on the talisman with the last trace of remaining magic power in his body. The white-haired boy turned into a ray of blue smoke and slowly drifted away.

At this moment, a ball of black mist surged out of nowhere where the blue smoke drifted. Long Junchen's heart tightened and he thought to himself, could there be other ghosts here?!

Long Junchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the black fog with a serious look. The black fog gradually dissipated, and a figure with a tall cow and a big horse, a tiger's back and a bear's waist appeared from the black fog.

The man's eyes were slender, his eyes were very wide apart, he had a string of beards, was wearing a black robe, held a soul-catching rope in his left hand, and a long token in his right hand.

"Ghost mail?" Before Long Junchen could speak, Qingdie beside him called out the identity of the man after seeing the soul-catching rope.

The tall ghost man glanced at Qingdie, bowed slightly, and then bowed to Long Junchen respectfully, and smiled: "Sir, Congratulations, this is another great merit."

Long Junchen naturally knew what this tall ghost man meant, but he didn't care about his good deeds. He was just wondering why this guy appeared here and asked in surprise: "What are you doing here?"

The tall ghost messed up at the wisp of green smoke and said, "This evil ghost harms the world and has good cultivation. Although you have been defeated by you, in order to let him go to the underworld to settle the account, I came here to escort it in person, which can be regarded as giving Lord Shangxian a face, hahaha."

Long Junchen nodded suddenly and realized that Long Junchen sneered at the second half of the tall ghost man's words. No matter how powerful the wizard of the human world is, he will definitely not be able to mobilize the people from the underworld. When he comes here, he must have been appointed by the superiors and has nothing to do with his face. He is quite good at speaking, and it seems that he is also an "old ghost man".

The tall ghost officer bowed to Long Junchen again, and followed the white-haired boy and left here. The underground world of the tomb finally returned to peace.

At this moment, after the white-haired boy disappeared, the surrounding underground world made a loud rumbling sound, like some tiny gravel. Then huge cracks began to appear on the ground, with one by one intricate way. Long Junchen looked at the spreading ghost energy and exclaimed at Bai Chenxiang and Qingdie: "Be careful, this underground world is condensed with ghost energy. Now that the Ghost King is dead, this underground world is about to collapse. Be sure to pay attention to the feet."

While speaking, the land under Long Junchen's feet cracked with a crack, and a crack several feet deep split into two from Long Junchen's feet. What shocked Long Junchen even more was that the palace in front also collapsed in an instant. The exquisite and bold palace of the corridor fell down in an instant, just like the poem was written, "There is no limitless painting of the world, and it cannot be painted with sadness."

The destruction of dynasties in ancient times may not be as destructive as it is now, but if you stand in the long river of history, the feeling you see is probably no different from the collapse of the palace in the underground world. Behind that palace is the original appearance of this scene, with extremely smooth cliffs and mountain walls, and the angular rocks and mountains, and occasionally cracks on them like lightning patterns. You have to be far away to grow a tenacious tree, showing a pitiful but respectable green.

The ghost wind stirred up by the ghost energy made the situation very chaotic. The surroundings were dark, and Long Junchen could not see the traces of Bai Chenxiang and Qingbutterfly in the black fog. At this moment, a girl's exclamation came from a thick black fog. Long Junchen felt a thud, it was Bai Chenxiang!

Long Junchen wanted to judge the direction of Bai Chenxiang based on the source of the sound, but this ghost wind not only carries black air, but also has a shrill whistle. Bai Chenxiang's cry for help was soon drowned by the sound, and he could not judge the direction of Bai Chenxiang from the sound. Feeling the remaining magic power in his body, Long Junchen gritted his teeth, "Damn, today I have to take you two guys out if I am trying to overdraw it!"

"The sand is bright in the sunset, the chaos is clean, the sky is clear, the eyes are open!" Long Junchen made seals with both hands, and his eyes instantly opened the heavy black fog, finding the traces of Bai Chenxiang.

Long Junchen did not see Bai Chenxiang, but saw a pair of white but dusty hands exposed on the cliff. Qingdie held Bai Chenxiang tightly with his hands, and used two ground-bound talismans to stick them firmly to the ground. Except for one hand, Bai Chenxiang's entire body was completely suspended, struggling randomly on the steep walls on both sides, terrified.

Long Junchen was shocked. The underground abyss was a few feet deep. If the white agarwood really fell, it would definitely be that there would be no corpse. Although Qingdie was determined to save people, Long Junchen could also see that if it weren't for the two talismans binding, she would have fallen long ago.

In the quiet space, there was only Bai Chenxiang's almost inauspicious breathing, and the incoherent comfort of Qingbutterfly. Long Junchen knew that his magic power was exhausted, but he really couldn't bear to see Bai Chenxiang fall into the dark abyss like this. And now the distance is a bit far, so it would be too late to run over to save people.

Bai Chenxiang's cry was getting weaker and weaker, and his arms were exposed outside were getting fewer and fewer. Long Junchen gritted his teeth, pulled out the peach wood sword, bite the tip of his tongue, and sprayed the sword-controlling curse in his mouth, "The Three Pure Ones, the Earth in all directions, the sword-controlling heaven, save my creatures, hurry up and as the order of the law!"

Long Junchen made seals with both hands, and the sheathed mahogany sword on the ground that had been placed horizontally began to buzz at this time. The sword body in the sheath kept hitting the inner wall, as if he was impatient to go out to save people.

? "Ding!!" A clear sound!

The broken peach wood sword was deshewn out of the sheath under Long Junchen's spell. It suddenly crossed its knees next to Long Junchen, turning into a light blue sword light, rushing towards the abyss of the canyon. Its speed was so fast that it turned into a shadow like lightning.

The light green sword light seemed to have become a kind of substance. When she came, the black mist rippled in all directions like the blue waves disturbed by the oars. Most of the black mist dissipated, leaving only some breath like smoke and wisps left before the cliff. The peach wood sword quickly came to the soles of Bai Chenxiang's feet. Long Junchen raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Get up!" The peach wood sword seemed to hear Long Junchen's shout, buzzing, and directly lifted Bai Chenxiang's body upwards. With Qingdie's force, one sword and one person, he finally worked together to pull Bai Chenxiang up.

The three of them breathed a long breath at the same time, and then collapsed on the ground at the same time. Long Junchen's pores had already begun to overflow with large blood due to the loss of force. He could only forcefully stabilize his body, sit cross-legged, and start regulating his breathing...
Chapter completed!