The man leaning under the ruins, his breath was extremely weak, and the Yang God suffered severe damage, and his vitality continued to pass away.

Although he is not dead, he cannot survive. Even if he is given a fairy medicine like Longyuan Ginseng to increase vitality and strengthen the Yang God, he can only support him to survive for three or five days. When the Longyuan Ginseng's vitality grows, he will still be exhausted and he will still be unable to escape the fate of his fall.

Taoist Master Baoshou knew that someone had escaped into the ancient ruins' tomb of the immortal god in the hands of the Netherworld Prison God, and also knew that these two were the national teachers of the southern military god Zhang Zhixuan and the Daxia Dynasty.

He had never seen Zhang Zhixuan before, nor did he see the Grand Master of Daxia, but just glanced at him and he knew the identity of the person in front of him.

This man looks like middle-aged, thin, wearing broken armor, and is already damaged. He has a different temperament from the practitioners in the world. Even though he is weak and dying, he still has the aura of killing the army.

On him, there was a Taoist technique that only the top leaders of the Daxia Dynasty controlled, and there was a flash of thunder in his body, which was obviously the work of the Daxia National Master.

However, the national teacher's Taoist skills and supernatural powers fell on Zhang Zhixuan, and there was no intention of killing. Instead, it was to maintain his life and slow down the passage of his vitality.

"The national master seals your body for you to slow down the passage of vitality, and this thunder is to survive in death and increase your vitality."

Taoist Priest Baoshou laughed and said, "It seems that under the power of the Netherworld Prison God, the two have changed from being a great enemy of life and death to a friend of life and death."

Zhang Zhixuan slowly raised his head, his eyes looked strange, and he said in a low voice: "Daojun Baoshou?"

Taoist Master Baoshou smiled and said with a smile: "Do you recognize me?"

Zhang Zhixuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said gasping: "Your qi is better than me, but your breath has no trace of time. You will never be more than thirty years old. Such a genius is not even as good as the Daxia National Master. Looking at the ancient and modern times, there has only been one Taoist Lord Baoshou! I just heard that you killed the Daxia Emperor who has the fragments of Daxia Fruit. This will inevitably cause endless storms. Logically speaking, you should be in the territory of the Daxia Dynasty now, why did you appear here?"

On that day, he fought with the Daxia National Master. It was because the national master learned that the emperor died and the chaos in Daxia was full of chaos that he felt angry and determined to fight to the death!

Seeing that they were about to kill the national master, countless Shura aliens appeared. In the end, the two life-and-death enemies had to join forces to escape, but they triggered the God of Prison in the Netherworld and finally escaped into the tomb of the Immortal God and came to the Netherworld.

But I never expected that this young Taoist priest full of legends would follow them and come to the underworld.

"I am also very curious about the tombs of countless ancient immortals and gods who have buried them. If you don't know why, I can't come."

Taoist Master Baoshou laughed and looked down. Looking at Zhang Zhixuan's broken right leg, he slowly said, "Did you give the ferry's shipment?"

When Zhang Zhixuan heard this, he nodded calmly.

Taoist Master Baoshou smiled and said, "If this is the case, I owe you a favor. If this is the case, we have a friendship. I have something to ask you. I hope you will tell you the truth because of our friendship."

Zhang Zhixuan was stunned for a moment, and his heart was confused. The next moment, he suddenly laughed, but this laughter pulled the wound, groaned, and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

"What kind of plans does the Great Zhou Dynasty have?" asked Taoist Master Baoshou.

"..." Zhang Zhixuan remained silent.

"The God of Prison in the Netherworld can know from you, there is no reason why I can't know." Taoist Master Baoshou laughed and said, "There is another thing. The Emperor of Great Zhou instructed King Xuan to kill your two nephews. At present, only your niece, who has escaped a disaster on Fengyuan Mountain! As for the Zhang family, I heard that the bloodline of the younger Divine Emperor is more pure than that of the royal family?"

"You..." Zhang Zhixuan looked up and his face became extremely ugly.

"I owe you favors, so I came to ask you." Taoist Master Baoshou said calmly: "According to the present, once the Great Zhou Dynasty succeeds, the Zhang family will be in a destruction."

"Did you take what you said seriously?" Zhang Zhixuan asked.

"King Xuan has been killed by me." Taoist Priest Baoshou said lightly: "A deal with your niece."

"..." Zhang Zhixuan was silent for a moment, and then said, "I took a blood-refining formation from the Wuji Demon Sect to condense bloodlines and offer it to the royal family! But in fact, the Zhang family also left rubbings. Whenever the elders get old, they will use their bloodlines to create younger generations before they die. Therefore, today, the bloodline of the Zhang family is pure! As for my two nephews, they have both royal bloodlines and Zhang family bloodlines, which are easier to return to their ancestors and are closer to the direct lineage of the Divine Emperor!"

"But will this affect the planning of the Great Zhou?" Taoist Priest Baoshou said lightly: "You even want to use this to plan more benefits for your nephew and the Zhang family?"

"..." Zhang Zhixuan did not deny it. After a moment of his life, he whispered: "I only know that part of the pure bloodline of the first Divine Emperor has a great effect! Moreover, the Great Zhou Dynasty is longer than the Great Xia Dynasty, has a stronger foundation, and has a more complete inheritance of the Divine Court. Once the things planned by the Great Zhou Dynasty are successful, Your Majesty will be one level higher than the previous Divine Emperors of the Divine Court in the past!"

"What kind of plan can have power beyond the fragments of Taoist fruit?" Taoist Master Baoshou continued to ask.

"I only know that I have to do with the Zhenshi Ding, but I don't know the rest." Zhang Zhixuan raised his hand and responded with a voice.

"Forget it." Taoist Master Baoshou waved his hand, looked at Zhang Zhixuan again, and said, "After that, since the national master took action and maintained your vitality, why did he keep you here?"

"Because he is facing greater danger." Zhang Zhixuan pulled the broken armor and gasped: "This world that buried thousands of immortals is more dangerous than imagined!"

"I can see it." Taoist Master Baoshou said slowly: "You have worked together to break through the siege of many Shura alien races, and even the underworld prison gods can escape. But when you come here, you, the military god of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who once held the millions of troops, fell into this situation and waited for death alone here."

"I never expected in my life that I would wait for death quietly in this way." Zhang Zhixuan leaned on the broken wall, looking lonely and depressed, and gasped, saying, "Diet here, there is only one bone, and there is no trace left! You said you owe me a favor..."

"I have accepted this favor." Taoist Baoshou nodded and said.

"Buried my body in the river." Zhang Zhixuan raised his head slightly and said, "My yang god's residual thoughts and consciousness will merge into the burial river, and will not be completely destroyed. Perhaps one day, it will gather into a certain Netherworld Recruitment Envoy and see you again."

"There are countless residual consciousnesses in the Burial River. Even if a certain guide merges your residual consciousness at birth, there will be residual consciousness of other immortals and gods." Taoist Master Baoshou said with a complicated expression: "That's not you after all."

"But there are still traces of me in this world." Zhang Zhixuan wiped the corner of his mouth and said, " Throughout history, many creatures have finally been silent in the years, and they have disappeared, and the smoke has disappeared. Who can leave a trace in the future and future generations? Now they are integrated into the Burial River and merged with the ancient immortals and gods. For us practitioners, such a destination is pretty good."

"Okay." Taoist Master Baoshou nodded and said, "Everyone has his own choice. I respect your choice."

"And..." Zhang Zhixuan raised his right arm with his remaining strength, held a long sword in his hand, and said, "It is said that you are only twenty years old, have surpassed the Great Xia National Master, and even killed the Great Xia Emperor who has the body and Taoist fruit! In fact, I have always been unable to believe it. I believe that many people in the world cannot believe it. The so-called hearing is false, and seeing is true. I want to teach you the sword of Baoshou Daojun before I die!"

"I don't have a sword in my hand, but it's enough to send you the last journey."

Taoist Master Baoshou pointed to the sword and said, "Go away!"

He swept his sword and tried with all his strength!

The sword energy of the pseudo-immortal realm penetrated through the void, shattered Zhang Zhixuan's sword light, and also penetrated Zhang Zhixuan's heart vein!

"Your sword is indeed sharper than the national master's sword."

Zhang Zhixuan's arm fell, put down his long sword, sighed, and said, "When you see the national master, you will see a sword that is sharper than you, and I hope it won't defeat your heart."

"What's the meaning?"

Taoist Master Baoshou's eyes condensed, he took a step forward, and asked.

But Zhang Zhixuan had no response and he completely died.

Taoist Master Baoshou reached out and pressed his hand, picked up his body, came to the edge of the Burial River, and put it down.

Then he saw the sound of the river waves like ghosts crying and gods howling, and Zhang Zhixuan's body sank into the river and completely disappeared.

Taoist Master Baoshou stood by the river and did not speak for a long time.

After a while, a wooden boat floated to the east, and the Netherworld Envoy above was still wearing a hat and a straw raincoat.

Seeing that the Netherworld Recruitment was about to pass directly over this incarnation without flesh and blood and longevity, he saw Taoist Master Baoshou pointing into a sword and raising his hand.

"Callant, do you want a ferry?"

The wooden boat stopped on the bank of the river, and the voice of the Netherworld's guide came.

"How to calculate the ship's credit?" Taoist Principal Baoshou asked lightly. He seemed to be able to have a conversation before boarding the ship, but after boarding the ship, the Netherworld Recruitment Commander would pay the price whenever he answered a question.

"Ten years of life." The Netherworld guided the envoy.

"No." Taoist Master Baoshou simply responded.

"One pound of flesh and blood, with skin and bones." The Netherworld Instructor said again.

"Can it be cheaper?" asked Taoist Master Baoshou.

"..." The Netherworldly guided me suddenly became silent. After a while, I said: "The rules of order cannot be changed."

"Why did two people board the ship before that? The entourage in front of him demand three kilograms of flesh and blood?" Taoist Master Baoshou asked indifferently.

"..." The Netherworld guide made him pause for a long time before saying: "The rules of order cannot be changed."

"knew."

Taoist Master Baoshou turned around and left.

The Netherworld Envoy raised his hat, looked at his back, and continued to go along the river.

However, Taoist Master Baoshou, who had crossed the underworld marker, his face gradually became solemn.

The order rules cannot be changed!

Why do the two of them need three kilograms of flesh and blood when they board the ship?

Because in addition to the national teacher and Zhang Zhixuan, there is another one, but not a human!

"The national master's sword is not as sharp as my Dao, but when I see the national master, I can appreciate a sharper sword?"

Taoist Master Baoshou thoughtfully said, "There is something wrong with this, but it seems that there is nothing wrong with it! The national master has hidden one hand, so he can escape into the ancient ruins in the hands of the God of the Netherworld Prison Town?"

He thought this way, looked back at Zainshenghe and whispered: "But can escape from the hands of the God of the Netherworld Prison Town, but he has lost his troops and generals here and left Zhang Zhixuan?"

If before, the national master and Zhang Zhixuan were the greatest enemies of life and death, and were of the same power as water and fire, it would be common for them to face each other after working together to escape from the threat of the Netherworld Prison God. Not to mention abandoning Zhang Zhixuan, even if the national master killed Zhang Zhixuan, Taoist Master Baoshou would not be surprised.

But now it seems that Zhang Zhixuan died because of the underworld. The national master took action to prolong his life, but in the end he was powerless and could only leave Zhang Zhixuan and lead him away from the source of danger?

So what exactly is the source of danger that can threaten them?

He thought so and walked into the depths of the underworld.

After about an hour, another wooden boat arrived along the Burial River and stopped in front of the Netherworld Monument.

There were eight figures on the wooden boat. Except for the Netherworld Recruitment, the remaining seven were all Shura aliens, with green faces and fangs, and cold yin energy.

"It's here, I'll report to the king!"

The Shura aliens, who are in charge, are serious.

They leave an altar here!

So next, more Shura tribes will pass through the Burial River and set foot on this cemetery where countless immortals and gods have been buried.

Just when the tomb of the ancient ruins was broken into tranquility, the white rainbow view of Fengyuan Mountain was above.

Taoist Master Baoshou opened his eyes with a complicated expression.
To be continued...