The world's first fairy gate

The next moment, Xie Qiuhan jumped off the boat!

There were exclamations all around, and suddenly someone shouted: "It's this kid!"

The old men all understood, and turned their finger on Xie Qiuhan with the anger and despair of failing.

But Xie Qiuhan didn't see anyone in his eyes, only a quietly rotating Houtu Ding was left in his eyes.

On the cauldron, at the top of the column of the word "death", someone carved "Shen Xiao" with vicious force!

All kinds of radiant zhenqi and magical weapons slashed towards Xie Qiuhan, but were blocked by phantom-like sword qi.

While blocking the attack for him, Yunfang turned his head and said angrily, "Xie Qiuhan, what's wrong with you!"

But when he turned around, he saw Xie Qiuhan walking towards the back earth tripod with the vigor of a storm!

The center of the cauldron is surrounded by countless light spots, which to outsiders are just wisps of light flashing quickly, but to Xie Qiuhan, they are rows of words.

The light and shadow in his eyes changed, and his footsteps did not stop, but he came to the outside of the cauldron in an instant, and reached out to touch the name——

Lie Yan rushed over from the side with a sizzling sound, and hit his front directly, but Xie Qiuhan's body was extremely fast, and he turned down to avoid the blow, only the bundle of hair was broken, and a head of black hair danced in the air.

On the dark Wangchuan River, there was a horrible smell of blood and the coldness of thousands of years. The young man's face was very clear and resolute.

Zhou Shen failed in the sneak attack, so he jumped down and slashed at him with a black gold stick, but Xie Qiuhan didn't even evade.

He slightly raised his eyelashes, his pupils were bewitching gold, and he stretched out his hand to grab the black gold rod, and he firmly grasped the black gold rod, and then folded it violently, breaking it into two pieces!

Zhou Shen was shocked and angry.

But without waiting for him to make another move, Xie Qiuhan slapped him hard again, knocking him a hundred meters away!

Zhou Shen's blood was flying, his limbs were broken, and the real person who was at the peak of the void period was beaten to death by Xie Qiuhan!

It's appalling!

Xie Qiuhan ignored Zhou Shen, he only had Houtu Ding in his eyes.

His fingers touched the body of the cauldron, and the cauldron suddenly burst into light.

At the same time, Xie Qiuhan gritted his teeth, his cheeks twitched slightly, enduring the burning pain from his fingertips.

With extremely slow but never-stopping movements, he rubbed the name "Shen Xiao" bit by bit.

He said this name in an extremely gentle and nostalgic tone, completely disregarding the intensified counterattack from Hou Tuding, and the bursting meridians and rampant true energy all over his body.

Xie Qiuhan's face became paler, and the golden color in his pupils became slower and slower, but Shen Xiao's name almost faded.

Only then did he stretch his brows.

Yun Fang cut off several heads with one sword, but the relentless attack of the huge white fox made him restless.

His shoulder was patted, and he subconsciously turned his wrist and drew out the sword. The sound of gold and stone colliding sounded, and Hong Lan blocked the sword, and said simply: "Go."

Yun Fang nodded slightly, Yu Jian galloped towards Xie Qiuhan.

He was anxious inside, not knowing what had changed in Xie Qiuhan's body, nor what Xie Qiuhan was doing.

But he knew that there must be a price for such power that erupts for no reason.

If Xie Qiuhan felt something, he turned his head and saw Yun Fang who was galloping not far away, and his gloomy expression.

Yunfang: "Come down!"

Xie Qiuhan remained silent, looking at him deeply.

Yun Fang suddenly became angry, and with a touch of his toes, he was about to catch him, but he never expected that a hard barrier opened from the back of the earth tripod, and collided with the long sword under his foot with a bang. The sword carrying the godhead actually dimmed a bit.

Yun Fang's expression froze.

He suddenly raised his head to look at Xie Qiuhan, seeing that his face was pale and his pupils were flickering, he was startled.

It just so happened that Xie Qiuhan closed his eyes and fell powerlessly.

Yun Fang flew up and caught him.

Only then did he realize that Xie Qiuhan had no life left!

At this moment, the cauldron hummed loudly, its rotation speed increased, and it rose suddenly like a crazy spinning top!

The big boat carrying the refugees had just broken through the last barrier of hell, and only the stern of the boat was exposed in the water of Wangchuan. Suddenly, it was pulled violently by the suction force from the cauldron, and it fell straight down. When it collided with the cauldron, the boat cover Ashes to ashes.

The souls of tens of thousands of refugees flew out, screaming again and again, some fell into the river of forgetfulness, and some were swallowed by the resentful ghosts.

The Nether Guardian Army noticed it and also dispatched, and the ghost fires were lit one by one.

Yun Fang said "Oops", hugged Xie Qiuhan and landed on the board of the ship, and threw several spells, which could repair the barrier outside the ship and stop the rest of the people who fell down.

At this time, Houtu Ding bumped into him again, and the body of the tripod was reflected in his pupils, expanding continuously!

Houtu Ding accepted the sacrifice and formed a traction with the refugees, categorically refusing to let them leave.

Yun Fang ground his molars, cut his wrist with sword intent, quickly formed a seal with one hand, and the golden blood condensed.

After the seal was only half formed, the body of the tripod suddenly stagnated, and the trend of progress slowed down slightly.

Honglan blocked the cauldron with her own strength, blood dripped from him continuously, and shouted: "Go!"

Yun Fang paused, stopped making seals altogether, and stomped his feet hard——

There were countless cracks extending under his feet, and the big ship fell apart in an instant!

The remaining refugees in the cabin were at a loss and panicked, but then they found that they did not fall into the terrible hell, but stepped on a sword.

The sword is huge, but it exudes an unstoppable determination—this is the body of the ship. As a monk who climbed to the top with a sword, all of Yunfang's magical weapons are transformed by the sword's intention, and he can transform into shapes according to his heart.

The giant sword carried the rest of the refugees, broke away from the pull of the Houtuding, and shot straight up like an arrow that left the string.

Beyond the giant sword, in the River of Forgetfulness, the refugees had already understood something, raised their heads together, and bid farewell to their companions with their eyes.

The young man sat down on the bank of the river in a state of desperation. The grotesque ghosts on both sides stretched out their hands towards him. The ghost guards who lit the will-o'-the-wisp raised their black spears and killed the ghosts first.

The young man watched the spear shot one by one, complaining that the ghosts were scattered, and his heart was unexpectedly calm.

His girl is on the sword, about to leave and return to the world.

But he can't go back.

When he left the village, Grandpa refused to leave, saying that he was old and died in the field, retting and becoming fat, and the next year when the land was fat, everyone would come back.

The young man regretted that he would die anyway, so it would be better to die in his hometown.

He hung his head and said to himself, "I really want to go home..."

At this time, the helmet of the Nether Guard turned and turned to face him.

When death was approaching, the young man was not afraid of anything. He looked up at the man in armor who wanted to take his life, and asked almost softly, "You ghosts, do you still know what a home is?"

The will-o'-the-wisp under the iron armor flickered.

On the other side, Honglan gritted his teeth against the Houtu tripod. The sense of strength and violence brought by Chi You's golden body swam in his chest. He struggled to maintain his balance, but on the other side, Houtu tripod seemed to locate such a resistance, He rushed over again.

Chi You's golden body is the body of an ancient demon god, which is extraordinary, but how can Houtu Ding be an ordinary thing?

From the corner of her eyes, Honglan saw the big sword breaking the seal of hell, and she felt a bit more at ease, but she also felt that she couldn't hold on anymore.

Just when he was exhausted, something worse came - the white shadow flashed, and the giant fox who had been watching on the wall suddenly got into trouble, flashed behind Hong Lan, and slapped hard.

Hong Lan slid to the right, and the palm fell to the ground.

But the fox king didn't give up, he took advantage of his illness to kill him.

During the constant dodging, Hong Lan already knew that she was not good, now that she was under attack from both sides, she had no chance to fight back.

At this moment something fell out of his sleeve, Hong Lan looked down, it was the flute.

... As expected, I couldn't keep it.

Honglan closed her eyes and sighed inwardly.

The Fox King seized this opportunity, showed his sharp claws, and stabbed him at the throat——

boom!Suddenly, iron armor and meteorites that exploded like a storm hit him, knocking him a hundred meters away!

Yunfang flew across the sky, grabbed Hong Lan with one hand, and quickly formed a seal with the other hand.

At the same time, with the sound of gold and stone colliding, the fox king's four claws were staggered and separated from his wrist, bloody and bloody!

The Fox King was entangled by the sword intent mixed with divine blood, and he gritted his teeth, so he had to dodge back instead of fighting head-on.

Yun Fang glanced at him coldly, then looked away, and heaved a sigh of relief after finishing the last movement on his hand.

Accompanied by his movements, the entire River of Forgetfulness suddenly moved!

Those were tens of thousands of Nether Guards, rushing from the Nine Layers of Hell.

Thousands of will-o'-the-wisps are mighty, like stars full of warmth in the sky, and there is a prairie fire between gathering and dispersing.

The Nether Guard twisted into two strands, one strand slammed into the back earth cauldron, while the other strand separated the Wangchuan River and protected the two sides of the great sword, unexpectedly protecting the great sword.

The young man was picked up by the Nether Guard, and he threw the big sword.

His eyes widened, almost bewildered.

He went to look at the guard, the guard had no face, no body, only a faint soul fire burning under the helmet.

Immediately afterwards, the guard raised his hand, peeled off a piece of armor on his chest, and handed it to the young man.

The young man was startled, shaking like a sieve, carefully looked at it, and suddenly froze——

It was an iron plate with blurred handwriting on it, as if it was a name.

When I joined the army, in order to avoid confusion about the identity of the corpses collected in the battlefield, I would wear such an iron plate. If I died, I would send the iron plate home. The family naturally understood.

The guard placed the iron plate on the most appropriate place on his chest, and it has been a hundred years before he finally sent it out.

Yun Fang flew back to the sword, put Hong Lan down, and was about to speak when he saw Hong Lan's head tilted and she passed out.

"..."

He placed Honglan next to Xie Qiuhan in a proper manner, and the two of them were unconscious.

At this time, a small living creature jumped over, holding a flute in its arms.

Yun Fang's eyebrows twitched, this fox doesn't seem to be the same as before?

He immediately turned his head to look at Honglan, Honglan's golden body was untied, and she was exhausted and unconscious, and she might not wake up for ten and a half months.

... Has this senior brother offended the God of Plague?

The fox jumped onto Honglan's chest, looked at him silently for a while, wiped away tears with his fluffy paws, and turned to look outside.

This fox is no longer the naive and dull person he used to be. His eyes were full of spiritual wisdom. Looking at the guards on both sides, he couldn't help sighing: "You humans really..."

"It's amazing," Yunfang said.

The great sword had already reached the end of the River of Forgetfulness and surfaced. The sunlight from the human world shone weakly. Although it was very faint, there was a glimmer of light on the surface of the water.

Nether Guards stood together by the Wangchuan River, looking in the direction of the great sword.

"Is it to see you off?" asked the fox.

"Seeing off, missing homeland, defending homeland..." Yun Fang said, "Anything is fine, people are very complicated."

The fox didn't speak, and after a while, he admitted: "It's also amazing."