The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Moment!

A sword!

Severely injured seven great monks!

These are seven great monks who have condensed the laws!

Even a strong man in the Tribulation Stage can fight the seven great monks for a while.

Today, I was defeated in an instant by a boy who was only 17 or 18 years old!

What about Long Aotian? In front of this young man in black, his head was crushed into dregs!

The six great monks of the Fusion Realm fell to the ground with their faces like gold paper.

Only the Mahayana monk with an injured palm was left. He looked at Leng Qingsong in front of him tremblingly and asked, "Who are you?"

Leng Qingsong, still standing with his sword in hand and an indifferent expression, did not pay attention to the Mahayana monk in front of him. Instead, his attention was attracted by the bottom of Qiansha Valley below.

It wasn't that Ouyang's aura was discovered, but that there was Li Taibai's aura at the bottom of the valley!

"Sword Immortal Li Taibai? Why is there the Qinglian Sword Intention here?" Leng Qingsong looked at the deep valley bottom. Although his face was expressionless, doubts arose in his heart.

But since there can be the aura of Li Taibai here, it means that even if this place is not Jiuyou, it is at least inseparable from Jiuyou!

With everyone on full alert and in full view of everyone.

Leng Qingsong rushed towards the bottom of Qiansha Valley without even thinking.

"This kid actually physically went down to the bottom of the valley! Doesn't he know what's down here?" The Mahayana monk looked at Leng Qingsong flying towards the bottom of the valley in shock.

The bottom of this valley is the Nine Netherworld in ancient times, and it is also the final destination of the dead. Even the body of an immortal will be stripped off by the three disasters and nine disasters in the Nine Netherworld!

I originally thought that the black-clothed young man in front of me was pretending to be a disciple of the nine major sects and took the opportunity to steal the body of the evil cultivator hanging below. Unexpectedly, this boy actually took the physical body and descended into Jiuyou!

"It's a pity that such a terrifying talent will eventually lead to death!" The Mahayana monk shook his head. Even if he was an enemy, Leng Qingsong's talent made him feel sorry for him.

When you get off the Nine Nethers, you are heading to the land of the dead, which means death. People cannot be resurrected after death, and no living thing can avoid this supreme way of life and death!

In the hearts of the Mahayana monks, Leng Qingsong, who rushed into the bottom of the valley recklessly, was bound to die!

The Mahayana monk landed on the city wall, and a waist plate was presented to him. Looking at the name on the waist card, the Mahayana monk read it several times, then held the waist card in his hand and ordered: "Go and contact From each sect, who is this disciple named Leng Qingsong?"

Qiansha Valley, which has been quiet for thousands of years, suddenly became noisy and caused such a big mess. This matter must be investigated to the end!

When the Qingyun Sect received a reply, it turned out that Leng Qingsong was indeed its inner disciple. When Dong Xuzi came out of Yukong panting, Tai'a, the leader of the Sword Sect, also happened to arrive.

The Mahayana monks were suddenly shocked. This person actually attracted two sect masters to come at the same time?

The identity is definitely extraordinary!

The Mahayana monk who was still giving orders immediately walked up to Tai'a, the leader of the Sword Sect, bowed and said: "Sect Master, do you also know about this boy?"

"I know, I know, the future deputy sect leader of our sect! You have been guarding here for so many years, and the news is a little blocked." Tai'a said with a smile.

"Fuck you, when did my disciple become the deputy sect leader of the Sword Sect?" Dong Xuzi on the side immediately cursed.

Tai'a suddenly said unhappily: "Is it too much to move away all the sect-controlling treasures of my sect and let him be the deputy sect leader? Speaking of which, my sect asked Jianchi when will he come back?"

When Dong Xuzi heard Tai'a's words, he was speechless for a while, so he had to ask with a sullen face: "Where is he now?"

Cold sweat broke out on the faces of the Mahayana monks. Unexpectedly, that young great monk turned out to be the future deputy sect leader of our Sword Sect!

It's okay now, the deputy sect leader is gone!

If I had known, I would have advised that young monk just now!

The Mahayana monk said nonchalantly: "That great monk has now sneaked into the Nine Netherworld!"

"What did you say?"

"what?"

Dong Xuzi and Tai'a were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the bottom of Qiansha Valley. The only thing they saw was the depth that made them feel palpitating!

...

Leng Qingsong, who transformed into a ray of blue light, looked with a stern face as the three disasters of wind, fire, and thunder flying from the Western Zhou Dynasty were able to eat away at his body through the True Head of State!

Although these three disasters are named, they are invisible, and they invisibly dissolve the bodies of living beings!

Leng Qingsong snorted, green lotuses suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a thirteenth-grade green lotus between his eyebrows was particularly enchanting.

The law of Qinglian swordsmanship is condensed in his eyes, and a green lotus appears vaguely in the three acres of clouds above his head.

The three disasters that originally wanted to eat away at his body were instantly blocked from his body, and these three disasters disappeared without a trace in an instant!

When Leng Qingsong landed, the soft sand under his feet instantly buried half of Leng Qingsong's body, and he lost contact with the true energy in his Dantian in an instant!

The road to hell is meant for spirits and souls. How can it withstand the weight of the physical body?

Leng Qingsong was still falling, and even the feeling of emptiness under his feet made him feel a sense of fear in his heart.

It seems that I am about to fall into an endless abyss!

"cut!"

Leng Qingsong shouted coldly, and endless green lotus sword intent surged out of his body, instantly filling the sky with yellow sand.

But within the Nine Nethers that was originally the giant pillar that Li Taibai transformed into the sky, the Qinglian Sword Intention also lost its due energy and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye!

Leng Qingsong, who had lost all his strength, finally began to panic.

He pulled at his western limb randomly, trying to climb out of the yellow sand, but the harder he struggled, the deeper he sank in!

Leng Qingsong disappeared into Huangquan Road in the blink of an eye.

Suffocation, loneliness, helplessness, fear, and various negative emotions began to linger in Leng Qingsong's heart.

And all kinds of negative emotions brought back memories of intrigues and intrigues when he was still a prince.

On this road to the underworld, in addition to the three disasters, there are also nine difficulties and ten calamities.

The nine difficulties and ten calamities correspond to the means of consuming the consciousness and self within the soul.

After all, he is just a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. He has the strength to dominate the world, but he does not have the state of mind to match his strength.

Amid the inner demons, Leng Qingsong gave up on himself and fell into the endless yellow sand.

I haven't waited for my brother yet, I haven't seen my brother yet.

It's all over!

I don’t want to die, someone come and save me!

Cowardice and helplessness were eroding Leng Qingsong's mind more and more at this moment.

The young man's panic, without protection, would lead to him shouting out of reflex, hoping to give himself courage and strength:

Leng Qingsong cried heartbreakingly with tears streaming down his face:

"Brother! Brother!"

Wearing a green shirt, a hand stretched out in front of the panicked Leng Qingsong like a ray of light.

A jumping voice sounded like hope in Leng Qingsong’s ears:

"Oh, who is crying?"