"Now that the Lord has returned, as long as he gathers the scattered people and recuperates for tens of thousands of years, he will definitely have the opportunity to take revenge on the Wheel King. Yin Luo said with his fists clenched.

"Tens of thousands of years is too long, I just want to fight for the day. Moreover...... It's not without opportunities right now. Xueli said coldly.

"What do you mean, my lord?" Yin Luo wondered.

"Aren't there any people you hunted down before?" asked Bloody Force.

When Yin Luo heard this, his brows furrowed, and his face showed a deep groan.

"That girl in black, her magical powers, are a little ...... Something like Hades!" After a moment, it dawned on him.

"Yes, I am ninety percent sure that she is the reincarnation of the Hades, and if you want to defeat the Wheel King and regain the Netherworld, you have to awaken her memories and cooperate with her. Bloody said.

"In that case, are we going to stop hunting them down?" Yin Luo asked.

"You don't have to chase them, but you can't lose track of them. Xueli said slowly.

"Yes. The subordinates sent someone to track it down. Yin Luo stood up and said with a fist at him.

"I'll leave this matter to you, the old dark wounds have not healed, I have to retreat and recuperate for a while. With that, the bloody body burst out, flew into the air, and disappeared in a flash.

......

In front of the gloomy mountains, there is a winding river with red water and turbid water.

The river flows all the way out of the valley and stretches for thousands of miles to here, and the water tends to flatten out, and a white beach with open terrain has accumulated on the land.

At this moment, three figures flew down from the sky and landed on the river beach, but they were none other than Han Li and the others.

"Uncle, it seems that the group of guys didn't catch up. The golden boy looked back and said slowly.

Han Li also glanced back, then cast an inquiring glance at the Crying Soul.

"I can't detect the pursuers for the time being, I think we've thrown some distance away. Crying Soul also said.

Hearing this, Han Li nodded, let out a long breath, and swept his gaze around.

At this glance, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

I saw that on the white river beach under my feet, there were white bones everywhere, both human and demon beasts, densely packed, piled up layer by layer, the big ones were like canopies, and the small ones were like insects.

Han Li leaned down, brushed aside the layers of dry bones on the ground, grabbed a handful of white sand from the ground, and rubbed it gently, a fine white powder slipped from his fingertips, and it was all bone powder.

"I don't know where so many bones came from?" the cry wondered.

"It must have been washed down from the upper reaches of the river, and I don't know how many years it has been deposited, and the white bones under it have completely decayed, and all of them have turned into bone meal. Han Li said.

As he spoke, an inexplicable whirlwind blew from the direction of the upper reaches of the river, and the bone meal was rolled up like sand and dust in the place, and there was a little spark of light in it, and the faint green was as fine as a bean.

A few people were surprised when they suddenly heard a strange sound of "whirring".

I saw that on the red river in the distance, a green flame suddenly rose and floated down from the upper reaches leisurely.

Han Li and the others were puzzled in their hearts, and when they chased to the riverbank, they saw that among the twisted and rising green flames, a vague human face had emerged, revealing a strange smile towards them.

"What the hell is this?" said the golden boy, puzzled.

The crying soul wrinkled its nose even more, as if it was about to release the glow in the next moment, inhaling it into its abdomen.

"Don't worry, that thing seems to have something to say. Han Li stretched out his hand to stop them.

As soon as his words fell, several people heard that in the faint green flame, there was really an intermittent voice:

"Go...... River...... Gu ......"

The voice sounded old and weak, as if it was the last words of a dying person before he died, and after only one speech, he was completely silent.

Immediately afterward, the green flame swirled and sank into the water and vanished.

Han Li's brows furrowed, and he turned his gaze to look at the gloomy mountain range upstream of the river.

I saw that the sky there was overcast, almost pressing down to the top of the peak, making the black mountains below appear more and more deep and solemn, as if they were always shrouded in a layer of gloomy death.

"Uncle, are you going?" asked the golden boy.

"That ghost fire just now is mostly embers separated from a wisp of remnant souls, but why did he come to tell us this?" Han Li wondered.

"Could it be some kind of trap?" Cry asked.

"I don't think it's like it, when we first entered the netherworld, even those ghost soldiers behind us were suddenly encountered. It is impossible for someone or a ghost to design a trap for us in advance. Han Li shook his head and said.

"Whatever, just take a look. The golden boy frowned and said with a grin.

"Anyway, we don't know where to go, since we are going anywhere, we might as well go and see what is there, and maybe we can find news of the Yama Mansion. The Crying Soul agreed.

"Okay, then let's go and see, be careful on the road. Han Li said.

Once agreed, the three of them sprang up and galloped towards the upper valley.

In a short time, they came to the entrance to the valley.

In the center of the entrance is a narrow gorge with two naturally formed boardwalks on either side that overhang the cliffs.

Han Li and the three of them went all the way up from the road on the left side to the plank road on the cliff on the left.

Standing on the edge of the plank road, there is the earth-shattering sound of "boom" in your ears.

The long red river surged out of the valley, and when it reached the narrow mouth of the gorge here, the water became more and more ferocious, like ten thousand red dragons fighting each other, roaring incessantly.

After Han Li and the three of them looked at it for a while, they walked along the rock wall plank road all the way inside.

After entering, the three of them found that the river valley was actually a gourd-shaped, the opening narrowed, the further back the terrain became, the wider the river surface in the middle, and the water potential gradually eased.

When they came to the middle of the river valley, Han Li and the others stopped.

The water area of the river here is already hundreds of zhang wide, and a small sandbar in the center of the river has appeared.

The sandbar was snow-white, and from a distance, you could vaguely see a little golden powder mixed in it, reflecting the golden luster of the stars.

In the middle of the sandbar, there is a black dead tree that is more than three or four feet high, and the whole thing looks as if it has been burned by flames, it has been completely carbonized, and you can even see the crystallization of carbon stone on it.

The most bizarre thing is that on the top of the black dead tree, there is also a charred corpse, which looks like a human corpse, with a chest pierced by branches, and a black square box in his arms.

"There are remnants of the spirit fluctuation on that corpse, which are very faint, and it seems to be the guy who contacted us through the river before. The Crying Soul's gaze fell far on the sandbar and spoke.

Han Li let go of his divine sense and carefully examined the surrounding area for a hundred miles, and only after finding that there was nothing abnormal did he speak:

"Go over and see. ”

With that, he flew up and landed on the sandbar.

The Cry Soul and the Golden Boy also flew down.

Han Li's feet landed on the ground, making a "rustling" sound, and the sandbar under his feet was actually quite soft to step on.

The crying soul couldn't help but lean down, grabbed a handful of sand and stones on the ground, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently, and then looked at it carefully, with a look of surprise between his eyebrows.

"Is there anything wrong with these bone meals?" Han Li asked.

"There's nothing wrong with the bone meal, it's the doped golden sand in it. Crying Soul straightened up and said.

"Jinsha?" Han Li wondered.

"That's the Soul Scattering Sand, which can dispel souls, and it is a ghost cultivator who cultivates the art of divine souls, and his favorite magic weapon. At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded from the corpse in the tree.

Hearing this, Han Li and the three of them looked up at the same time.

I saw a wisp of white smoke suddenly rise from the charred black corpse, submerging the entire skeleton.

A moment later, a thin, peaceful-looking old man wearing a golden feather coat appeared in mid-air.

Around it, there is an auspicious cloud condensed by a fog, and there is a colorful light behind him, and there is only a crane and a incense burning table next to him.

However, Lao Dao's posture was really a bit strange, because the branch poked out by the ancient tree still pierced the feather cloak that he had conjured, and it appeared somewhat abruptly in front of Han Li's eyes.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable ......"

Lao Dao showed a mysterious smile of a hidden master, made a joke, and recited slowly.

Han Li and the three of them glanced at each other, but neither of them spoke, just looked at the old Dao like a fool.

"Ahem...... I am the true immortal realm Qianyuan Immortal Domain too a gate, the Taishang Elder Tianqianzi is also, millions of years ago by the traitor and fell here, today to be able to meet a few friends is also fate. If you can help me get out of trouble, I will be grateful for it. Seeing that they didn't speak, Lao Dao coughed a little embarrassed and said to himself.

As he spoke, he also peeked at the crying soul, as if he was concerned about her reaction.

"Uncle, why do these words sound familiar?" Jin Tong frowned, pretending to be surprised.

"That's what the bloody guy said before, and here's another one. The Cry replied.

"Why are you all the tricks you tell in the Netherworld? There's no creativity at all?" the golden boy looked at Lao Dao with some disdain and mocked.

When Lao Dao heard this, his expression changed suddenly, and he couldn't pretend to be profound, so he hurriedly asked:

"You've seen blood now?"

"I've seen it, and I've been tricked by his nonsense, it seems that you know him very well?" Han Li asked with a playful smile, glancing at Lao Dao.

"Unfamiliar, unfamiliar, we are feuds. Lao Dao hurriedly shrunk his neck, shook his head and said.

"Oh, aren't you from the True Immortal Realm, how come you have a feud with the people of the Underworld? I want to know, you are separated by two realms, how did this feud come about?" Han Li sneered and asked.

Lao Dao knew that he was speechless, and his expression suddenly became a little aggrieved, and he looked very frustrated.

"I know that you people from the True Immortal Realm are more than ghosts, and you can't fool you......" As he spoke, he sighed, and a cloud of white smoke rose from his body again.