In the vast white fog, figures came out, all of whom were lucky enough to find the wandering souls of the underworld after death.

Most of them were confused and unwilling to accept their eyes, and only a few looked curious and were watching everywhere.

As Fang Chen's figure walked out of the white mist, then there were Shilong and Xingxian.

As if he noticed that the breath was very comfortable, Zhulong slowly swam out of Fang Chen's shoulder.

It was indeed swimming out. When she was in the world, she basically slept in Fang Chen's arms. She had no interest in the outside world, but instead came to the underworld and became energetic.

Xing Xian and Shi Long didn't know what Fang Chen's sudden physical body was like, and both of them had a hint of worry in their eyes.

With Fang Chen's current strength, it is best not to go to Yin without going to Yin, so as not to be targeted.

"Criminal, this underworld is so vast that it is hard to imagine. In this small underworld... there may also be some people who are not enemies.

If it is not necessary, it is best to come to the underworld less and ask the government to do anything."

Shilong said softly.

"Mr. Shi couldn't handle this matter, so he took it to me."

Fang Chen smiled, then took out the scoundrel sand and small sword.

Shi Long was a little surprised: "The prince wants to pretend to be a little Forgetful Water?"

"Mr. Shi said that the water of Forgetful River is still invisible when he arrives in the world. What's the use of pretending?"

Fang Chen smiled faintly and said, "I am going to feed this croaker sand to the fairy sword underneath."

Xiaojian: "Xiaochen, I love you the most!"

After waiting for many years, it finally had the opportunity to advance to level 5, and these years have not been in vain!

Zhou Tianzhijian seemed a little jealous: "Brother, I haven't absorbed spirit stones for a long time. Recently, I feel that the ink marks in the pages of the book fade away."

"This sword..."

Shi Long looked at Xiaojian a few more times, and always felt that this sword was a bit good, but he couldn't tell where it was good.

"Little Sword, before you advance to the fifth level, the evil things on your body must be solved first."

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

Xiaojian was a little curious: "How to solve it? I only have the ability to trap them now, but I don't have the ability to solve it..."

"I couldn't tell what they were before, but now... they may not even be considered a complete immortal soul."

Fang Chen smiled faintly, walked past Wangchuan with his sword, and led everyone to the Futu Realm.

"The Soul of the Immortal?"

Shi Long's eyes moved, and he looked at the mottled blood on the sword, and a smile gradually increased from the corners of his eyes:

"Criminal, this immortal soul is also a valuable thing in the underworld. It is better to let the lower officials swallow it, and maybe they can increase their skills."

Xing Xian subconsciously swallowed his saliva, but he understood that this kind of good thing had no choice for him for the time being.

Even if Fang Chen wants to give it to Shi Long first, how could he give it to him a ghost soldier?

"Dare to swallow me!? You are looking for death! If I am still alive, you will kill a ghost demon like you at will!"

A phantom flew out of the small sword and glared at the stone dragon.

As the phantom flew out, the mottled blood on the small sword seemed to fade a little, and also a little less.

Fang Chen looked at the phantom. The other party looked about 20 years old, with a thin body, a sinister expression, and a hint of hostility in his eyes at all times.

At the Chaoxian Mansion, he seemed to be possessed by this person the most, and he was the one who slapped everyone.

"Don't the rest come out?"

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

"They dare not, they are afraid that they will either be swallowed by this person after they come out, or they will have to choose to turn into a ghost demon, or they will be refined by you using the spiritual art.

Humph, why are the Dragon Emperor, the Piaomiao Female Lord, the Great Leiyin Monk King, who jokes about death and is as timid as a mouse, and is worthy of living in the same room with the Lord?"

The phantom smiled evilly, and looked at the mottled blood on the sword and cursed.

"Black Evil Lord, do you really think this emperor dare not kill you?"

Another phantom flew out from the small sword, but as soon as the phantom appeared, it immediately turned into a hundred feet long dragon. The terrifying dragon body was covered with cold dragon scales, and the majestic dragon head was staring at the first phantom.

Then, a woman who was barefoot on the ground with only a gauze slowly walked out. She did not argue with the King of Bei Xiao, but instead bowed to Fang Chen:

"Li Yilian, I have met the young master."

Immediately afterwards, a monk in white-clothed clothes with a solemn appearance walked out. There seemed to be a roar of thunder while walking, and his face was erratic, sometimes a man and sometimes a woman, which reminded Fang Chen of Mr. Zhao, who was in charge of the talisman department in the Wilderness Courtyard.

"Oh, brother Taoism, I am also a Taoist sect. I was fortunate to hear a senior from the Three Qingshang Sect preaching in the Five Elements Realm of the World. They all say that the Taoist sect in the world is one family, and we are the same brother Taoism. Don't let the big evil demon here swallow the soul of the Taoist."

A sloppy Taoist walked out and as soon as he came out, he clasped his fists and bowed to Fang Chen, practicing Taoist etiquette, and his face was full of flattery, and he was flattering and raising connections.

"The Three Qingshang Sect... Yes, it seems that Xiaoyao Immortal Lord and others... should not know that the Three Thousand Dao Sects are even the Three Qingshang Sects. If it weren't for this, they wouldn't dare to call Zhongzhou, Emperor Tian, ​​and Beidou a wilderness."

Fang Chen's mind moved.

If it weren't for what Empress Ci said at the beginning, he wouldn't have known that the Three Thousand Daomen had another title.

I thought that the mottled blood would completely disappear when these five figures walked out, but I didn't expect that the blood on Xiao Jian's body was still there, but it was very light.

The next moment, phantoms flew out from it, and in an instant, they filled up several miles of land.

Unlike Bei Xiao Xiejun and others, these immortals had a confused look on their faces and seemed to have no idea what had happened.

Shi Long and Xing Xian, who had a somewhat solemn expression, had not only solemn expressions after seeing this scene, but even Shi Long had a hint of horror.

In front of you, there are at least tens of thousands of immortal souls. Although their strength is not as good as the five who appeared first, immortals are immortals. Even the lowest-level immortals before are stronger than Yizhuanxian and Yizhuanyinde. They are all true immortals!

Now, someone has killed tens of thousands of immortals and imprisoned their remnant souls in this ordinary flying sword!?

"No, so many immortal souls appeared in the underworld, their smell could not be hidden."

Shi Long's expression changed, he pulled Fang Chen's sleeves and shouted in a low voice: "Get out of the underworld quickly!"

While speaking, he waved his hand and the yin energy around him flowed, covering the breath of the immortal's remnant soul. However, the aura was too thick and strong, and with the cultivation of the stone dragon, it could not be covered for too long.

Xing Xian was stunned for a long time, so shocked that he didn't even come back to his senses to remind Fang Chen. It was not until Shi Long spoke that he realized that things were not good, but he couldn't help but think in his heart, who was the former master of the sword? Why did he hide more than 100,000 immortal souls in it? Is this a gift to a great evil demon?

"Where are we?"

An immortal soul spoke in a daze.

Seeing this, the sloppy old Taoist immediately smiled and said, "This is the underworld. We are all dead. Come and please this young master. Whether you live or lose your soul, it depends on the young master's thoughts!"

The Dragon Emperor and the King of Bei Xiao, who were originally quarreling, were suddenly speechless, with their eyes looking at Fang Chen with complex eyes.
Chapter completed!