Han Li's robe flicked, and another thirty-six Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords flew out, hovering high in the air in front of the three of them, and opened in a line.

As Han Li pinched his trick, these flying swords spun down at the same time, and a large area of golden thunder light burst down, turning into a huge thunder and lightning sword curtain of nearly a thousand feet, blocking the three of them behind them.

At the same time, the golden light on the golden boy's body flashed, and he instantly turned into the form of a gold-devouring immortal, and the crying soul raised his hands, and the black mangs in his palms were sheng, and at the same time he sacrificed the ghost claws and the soul scattering ghost flute.

As soon as the three of them finished all this, a dense stream of ghosts had already poured in.

These ghost things have different appearances, strange shapes, and even some can't see the shape at all, and the aura emitted is even more uneven, and the low-level ghosts below the true fairy realm account for the vast majority of them, but there are many ghosts at the level of golden immortals, and even at the level of Taiyi.

Because of the astonishing number of them, the momentum of the convergence is terrifying.

The ghosts in the sky slammed into the thunder and lightning sword curtain, and even sent out various attacks, bombarding the sword curtain.

Suddenly, the thunder and lightning on the sword curtain flashed wildly, and the entire sword curtain trembled.

Han Li's face remained unchanged, his hands quickly pinched the trick, and golden points of light appeared on the sword curtain, and then countless thunder and lightning sword qi erupted from it, slashing into those ghosts.

For a while, the sound of Zizi was loud, and the sound of ghosts crying and wailing came and went!

The destructive power of the Dutian God Thunder is extremely strong, and it has a restraining effect on ghost things, and suddenly a large number of low-level ghost things that rushed to the front were crushed by the sword qi and disappeared into bursts of green smoke.

The follow-up ghosts, led by some high-level ghosts, continued to surge without the slightest pause.

Those ghosts seemed to be very afraid of Heihe, and they didn't dare to approach, and only attacked from the front, as well as the left and right sides, so that Han Li and the three of them didn't need to be attacked on their backs.

It's just that as far as the eye can see, it is even more black, and it looks like it is endless.

However, the situation here is unclear, and it is still unknown whether it will touch other prohibitions if it is traded and then withdrawn, and even provoke other existences.

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly, and without saying a word, he continued to urge the sword curtain defense.

Although the thunder and lightning sword curtain composed of the green bamboo bee cloud sword is incomparable, there are too many ghosts, and wave after wave comes, and the sword curtain quickly shows fatigue.

Crying Soul and Golden Boy were in a hurry, and wanted to come forward to help several times, but they were stopped by Han Li's transmission, asking them to preserve their strength.

At this moment, a scream sounded, and the surrounding ghost howls could not be suppressed.

The frantically impacting ghost creatures slowed down, and then quickly condensed into each other, forming four or five huge sword-shaped battle formations.

Woooooo

These battle formations spun rapidly, like drill bits, and then rushed towards the golden sword curtain.

Suddenly, the golden light and black light burst into a dazzling brilliance, blooming like fireworks.

The golden sword curtain "clicked", and shattered in response, and thirty-six green bamboo bee cloud swords emerged, turning and shooting back, the thunder light on it was slightly dim, and it seemed that the spirit was not lightly damaged.

Han Li's face sank, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the thirty-six Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords, warmed them in his body, and then grabbed them out of the void with one of his five fingers.

The other thirty-six green bamboo bee cloud swords guarding his side immediately burst out, turning into thirty-six dazzling golden lights, slashing head-on at the flying ghosts.

A smackling and snorting roar sounded, and nearly a hundred ghosts were cut off and disappeared into green smoke, but more ghosts flew up.

Seeing this, Golden Boy and Crying Soul couldn't wait any longer, so they immediately attacked.

The cry of the soul sacrificed the ghost claw, and with a "poof" sound, a raging black flame ignited, and the sound of a fierce ghost laughing faintly came from the flames, grabbing the ghost on the left.

The fluttering ghost creature was grabbed by the Nether Ghost's claws, and immediately burst open, turning into ashes in the flames.

She also blew the Soul Ghost Flute, and streams of black sound waves shot out from the ghost flute, turning into countless sound swords and sound swords, slashing into the surrounding ghosts, and instantly killing many ghosts.

While the soul claw and the ghost flute were killed, a black glow also erupted from its mouth, constantly enveloping the surrounding ghosts and devouring them.

Compared to Han Li and Crying Soul, the effect of the Golden Boy's attack was not so obvious.

With a wave of its two front paws, dozens of Dawson cold crystal light burst out, slashing at the ghost thing on the right side, and instantly slashing a large piece of ghost thing.

But except for a few ghosts whose bodies were physical and were killed, ghosts and ghosts of the Yin spirit class were as if nothing had happened, and although their bodies were chopped up, they immediately condensed and formed again, and continued to fly up.

Seeing this, the golden boy's eyes sank, and half of his huge body suddenly disintegrated and turned into a golden cloud.

The other half of his body flashed with golden light, turning into a smaller gold-devouring immortal.

In the golden cloud, there were countless gold-devouring insects the size of rice grains, overwhelmingly rushing towards those ghosts and ghosts, and nailed tightly to those ghosts and ghosts, no matter how they cast spells, they couldn't get rid of them.

Countless gold-devouring insects devoured quickly, and those ghosts and ghosts were devoured in a blink of an eye, but the speed was slightly slower, and the follow-up ghosts were surging, constantly pressing those gold-devouring insects forward.

Seeing this, Han Li flicked his five fingers in unison.

Suddenly, hundreds of thunderbolt sword qi flew out and slashed at the ghost objects on the right side, sweeping away nearly half of those ghost ghosts, making the golden boy breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the three of them resisted the impact of the ghosts in the sky, the pressure was not small, and there were a steady stream of ghosts gathering from all directions, which seemed to be endless.

"Damn, why are there so many of these ghosts, master, what now?" Cry Soul asked.

"Instead of staying here as a target, it is better to take the risk and retreat along the Black River. Han Li groaned slightly and said.

So the three of them fought and retreated, and quickly advanced along the Black River upstream.

"Look, there's a bridge ahead!" the cry suddenly exclaimed in surprise after a moment.

Han Li turned his head to look, and an ancient arched bridge had indeed appeared in front of him, spanning the Black River.

The arched bridge was dark red, stretching across the Black River, and it was impossible to see how long it was in the darkness ahead.

The bridge is full of potholes, I don't know how many places have been damaged, full of vicissitudes of time, but the overall seems to be quite complete.

"Roar!"

At this moment, those ghosts suddenly went crazy, and rushed towards them frantically, and the attack was much more violent, and the pressure on the three of them increased greatly.

Han Li raised his hand and waved, and a golden light shot out from his hand and landed on the stone bridge, turning into a golden Dao soldier.

The Dao soldiers galloped forward along the stone bridge.

The black clouds in mid-air did not fall black thunder and lightning, and the terrible snakes and insects in the river did not pounce to attack.

"Retreat to the bridge. When Han Li saw this scene, his eyes lit up and he immediately shouted.

As he spoke, a dazzling golden thunderbolt burst from his arm, and then he flicked his sleeve.

Thundered!

Hundreds of thick thunderbolts swept towards the surroundings, instantly cleaning up all the ghosts within dozens of feet around them.

The three of them took the opportunity to rush onto the stone bridge, their faces changed slightly, their feet suddenly became soft, and they almost fell.

"Are you alright?" Han Li grabbed him and pulled him straight and ran forward.

Those ghosts gathered at the end of the stone bridge and let out an angry roar towards Han Li and the others, but they didn't dare to step on the stone bridge.

"There seems to be a kind of power on this bridge that suppresses ghosts, and it has some effect on me, but not much. The Crying Soul took a deep breath, broke free from Han Li's support, and stood firm.

Han Li nodded, told her to be careful, and continued to walk briskly forward.

The stone bridge is arched, and the further they go, the closer they get to the black clouds in mid-air, the three of them are a little uneasy, but the black clouds have no reaction, it seems that the stone bridge has covered the breath of the three people.

"Huh!" the cry whispered again.

"What's wrong?" Han Li and the golden boy immediately went on guard.

"There's something on the stone bridge in front of you, and it looks like a statue. The crying soul had a strange look on his face.

"Statue?" Han Li was slightly stunned.

The three of them continued on, and soon came to the statue of the Crying Spirit.

The statue was humanoid, three or four feet tall, gray and white, and it seemed to be some kind of special stone, without the slightest breath.

The stone bridge was not very wide in the first place, and the statue stood in the middle, blocking most of it.

"How could this thing be in a place like this?" said Cry Spirit, looking at the statue in front of him.

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly, and the Nine Demon Pupils carefully looked at the gray and white statue.

"Ahem...... There are even monks from the True Immortal Realm who dare to come to this Netherworld, rare, rare. At this moment, a dull voice sounded, and it came from the statue, speaking the language of the True Immortal Realm.

The three of them were startled and hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Han Li asked, raising his eyebrows.

"When my name is announced, I guess you haven't heard of it, but I, like the three of you, are all from the True Immortal Realm, and it's great to meet people from the same country here. There was an unconcealed joy in the statue's words.

"Are you really a person from the True Immortal Realm?" Han Li was secretly shocked when he heard this, but his face remained silent.

"I am a member of the Earth Immortal Domain, the Earth Emperor Sect, and I came to this Netherworld by chance. Anyway, who are the three of you, and what are you doing in this netherworld?" the statue asked.

The head of the golden boy on the side suddenly raised slightly, and a trace of terrifying essence flashed in his eyes, but it was immediately hidden again.

Although the change in the golden boy's expression was only for a moment, he was still seen by Han Li.

"The three of us are all casual cultivators, and we don't have a fixed place to live, as for why we came here, it's similar to you, swallowed by a spatial rift, and I came to this netherworld by chance. Han Li said unhurriedly.

"I see, then your luck is really bad, you actually landed on the fierce ghost wasteland, and you can rush out of it. The statue said.

"It seems that you know a lot about this Netherworld?" Han Li said.

"I don't know, I've only been in the Netherworld for a while. The statue laughed.

"Why did Your Excellency end up on this bridge and turn into a stone statue?" Han Li was silent for a moment and continued to ask.

"Do you think I'm willing? I've fallen for the enemy's secret technique and I've been sealed here. The statue sighed and said.

Han Li wasn't surprised, he had just used the Nine Demon Pupils to see that there was a flow of spiritual power in this stone carving, it was indeed some kind of seal, it was very clever.

It's just that what's inside the seal can't be seen with his eyesight.