"… If you don't think before you act, it's very easy to … die young!"
Meng Po's face was full of kindness, and her smile was enough to make anyone have a feeling of complete trust in her. Even Chu Rui, who knew that something was wrong, couldn't help but feel that way in his heart.
"Is that so? Thank you so much for your kind words! However, if you don't have the drive and hide like a coward, afraid of everything, not daring to do anything, not daring to fight, not daring to fight, then even if you live for a long time, it's no different from a walking corpse. There's no point in living. If you hear the Dao in the morning, you can die in the evening. It doesn't matter how long you live, as long as you live brilliantly, live with a clear conscience, and live freely, that's enough! "
Chu Rui slowly took out the Xuanyuan Sword from his backpack. The golden sword light shone, and the rich power of the Divine Path released a powerful pressure that made people, no, it should be said that ghosts couldn't look directly at it. The heavenly power of the Divine Weapon Sacred Sword combined with the surging momentum produced by Chu Rui's incomparably firm heart at this moment shook the tens of thousands of ghost servants present, and in terms of momentum, they were completely crushed.
"The Sword of the Divine Path, Xuanyuan!"
Looking at the long sword in Chu Rui's hand, Meng Po's smiling face, which had no eyes at all, revealed an unconcealable shock. In the exposed slits of her eyes, the flash of light showed the feelings of this irreplaceable big shot of the Netherworld at this moment.
"As expected, heroes come from the young. I didn't expect you to be the master of the Xuanyuan Sword of the Divine Path. No wonder you were so confident and dared to break into the Netherworld. Previously, I thought that the Kings of Hell were making a fuss over nothing, but now it seems that they are indeed far-sighted. The tens of thousands of ghost soldiers here really can't do anything to you. "
The Ghost King, who was guarding here, was also full of shock. Perhaps for the human world, the Xuanyuan Sword was just a sword that represented the symbol of civilization and inheritance, but for cultivators, this sword was a supreme weapon, a priceless treasure, and a symbol of invincibility. Even a weak youth, as long as he held the Xuanyuan Sword, was enough to sweep the world, suppress the gods, and sweep the nine underworlds.
"Rise!"
Without waiting for Chu Rui to do anything, the ferocious Ghost King suddenly tore apart a talisman in his hand. In an instant, endless Yin energy gathered and formed a huge array.
"Is this your trump card?"
Chu Rui's face was expressionless as he looked at the formation that trapped him, and the corner of his mouth revealed an extremely demonic smile. Formation? For someone like him who had the Six Realms Wheel, what use was it?
"Everyone, gather your Yin energy and send him on his way!"
The Ghost King did not care about the disdain in Chu Rui's words. With a roar, the tens of thousands of Ghost Soldiers surrounding him erupted at the same time. Waves of pure Yin-attribute energy instantly surged up and poured into the array barrier.
Glancing at the dark energy swirling around the barrier, Rui had a bad premonition. He quickly took out the Six Realms Wheel from his backpack and activated the Magic Wheel's effect, preparing to break the barrier. However, before he could complete this series of actions, the array suddenly erupted.
"Kid, if you have anything to say, go talk to the Ten Kings of Hell! I reckon that after thousands of years, you might come back here again. However, at that time, your identity will be the same as theirs. At that time, this king will definitely reminisce with you. "
The Ghost King laughed wildly with satisfaction as his evil plan succeeded. He led the tens of thousands of Ghost Soldiers around him to laugh as well. The ruthless and cold aura caused the surrounding ghosts to tremble involuntarily.
You want me to be like those ghosts who are about to enter the cycle of reincarnation? Then you will definitely be disappointed!
Chu Rui looked deeply at the River of Forgetfulness and the Bridge of Helplessness. Then, his body was surrounded by the rich power of the array and he was instantly taken away from this place.
I was careless, really careless!
I didn't feel any danger before, so I slacked off and fell into a trap. It was not a formation with the power to kill, but merely a teleportation formation. As such, he was forced to teleport to this damned place.
"Arrogant thief who dares to barge into the Netherworld, we have been waiting for you for a long time! Quickly put down your weapon and follow us to the Hall of Hell to be judged! "
Violent auras appeared, and there were four of them, causing all the hair on Chu Rui's body to stand on end. He had just been forcibly teleported, and his body had not yet landed on the ground. The feeling of weightlessness had not yet disappeared, and he had actually encountered four absolute True God-level experts who were waiting for him. Damn it, how deep was this trap?
Opening his eyes, Chu Rui suddenly realized that he was already surrounded. In front, behind, left, and right, there was a guy who emitted a rich Yin energy standing in each of the four directions, staring at him like a tiger watching its prey.
There was an ox-headed man with a human body and a cow's head. He had bulging muscles, and he held a large steel fork in his right hand and a Soul Summoning Banner in his left hand. There was also a horse-headed man with a human body and a horse's head. He had a large black iron Soul Chain wrapped around his body, and he wore a tall hat with a long tongue. He was either dressed in black or white, and he held an ordinary-looking mourning staff in his hand. He was the image of the legendary Black and White Impermanence.
"Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Black and White Impermanence. The Netherworld really thinks highly of me. They actually sent the strongest four out of the ten Yin Marshals to arrest me! "
Chu Rui did not show the slightest trace of fear in the face of these four soul-reaping envoys. Instead, he felt as if he was about to ignite. To a certain extent, these four Soulbringers represented the entire Netherworld. The others, like the Ten Kings of Hell, were also famous in the human world, but they could not easily leave Hell. Therefore, as the soul-reaping envoys, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, the Black and White Impermanence, were more popular.
Four legendary Ghost Messengers, whether evil souls or immortals, could not escape from the hands of the soul-reaping envoys. Four powerful True God experts. Chu Rui felt that the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was thirsty.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to arrest me and bring me to the Ten Kings of Hell, then let's see if you have the ability!"
Gently shaking the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, the power of the Holy Way burst forth, and golden sword qi appeared, causing the faces of the four famous soul-reaping envoys to turn ugly.
Under normal circumstances, they would have attacked long ago. However, even though they could be regarded as righteous gods and not demons and monsters, they still cultivated Yin techniques and spells. The Xuanyuan Sword in Chu Rui's hand was their natural nemesis. Therefore, they were a little hesitant. If they were injured by the Xuanyuan Sword that contained the power of the Holy Way, it would not be a joke. There would be a big problem!
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