The demonic shadow roared and propped up the body of the underworld beast.
Huang Laoliu's entire body was in the air, and the shadow behind him dragged the body of the underworld beast out of the water.
"ha--"
With a loud shout, six arms grabbed the hundred-foot-long body of the underworld beast and threw it towards the boat on the River Styx.
The sails on the boat on the Styx shed golden light, catching the beast, and then threw it on the deck.
Huang Laoliu's body in the river had nowhere to rely on and fell into the River Styx.
If you fall into the Styx River, where nothing floats, you will instantly fall to the bottom of the river.
It is said that no one has ever returned from the bottom of the River Styx.
"Brother Liu, go ahead." Luo Ren, who came after him, threw out a black scale and landed at Huang Laoliu's feet, and he fell into the water instead.
Huang Laoliu stepped on the black scales, and his body rippled with the water. He raised his hand to grab the Luo Ren that fell in the water, and threw him directly towards the boat on the Styx.
After a while, the boat on the Styx moved forward, and a long ladder descended, picking Huang Laoliu up.
An old man wearing a black robe stepped forward and handed a small black bag to Huang Laoliu.
"You are nice, but are you interested in joining our Holy City?"
Join the Holy City?
Huang Laoliu turned to look at Han Muye.
Han Muye shook his head and whispered.
Huang Laoliu grinned and said, "Forget it, I'll go take a look first before talking."
The old man in black robe was not angry, nodded, turned and left.
Huang Laoliu opened the small black bag in his hand, which contained dozens of golden light balls.
This ball of light is the condensed soul and divinity.
He took out a handful and handed it to Han Muye, who then handed a few more to Luo Ren who was standing aside.
Luo Ren took it with a smile and said: "This divine soul gold bead is the common currency in the Holy City, and one piece is worth millions of spiritual stones."
"The key is that this item is of great benefit to the improvement of the soul and the refinement of the body. If it is exchanged, it will be worth a premium."
As he spoke, Luo Ren turned his head and looked at the practitioners with envy in their eyes.
It was fair to exchange the underworld beast that Huang Laoliu had thrown onto the boat on the River Styx for a bag of divine soul gold beads.
There was a big battle and there were a lot of casualties on the ship.
More than ten practitioners died.
But the harvest on board is not small.
The four underworld beasts took turns dissecting, and the flesh, flesh, muscles, and bones were carefully collected.
Several men in black robes carefully cut off the wings and folded them up.
These things are not entirely measured by spiritual stones or other wealth.
For the Styx Ferryman clan, these things are treasures that can enhance the strength of the clan.
There is a dining area on the fourth floor of the cabin.
Because the power of cultivation is suppressed and relies solely on the body's Qi, blood and soul, many practitioners have to supplement meat to increase the power of Qi and blood.
The meat was processed from the meat of the underworld beasts and horror beasts that had been killed previously.
Han Muye tasted a piece. There was no special taste in the meat, but the surging Qi and blood contained in it was very suitable for absorption.
The meat of the Horror Beast is more delicate than that of the Hell Beast, and its price is also much higher.
A small piece costs a hundred spirit stones.
Practitioners who set foot on the boat on the River Styx are all lacking in this.
"Sixth brother, the power of the devil's holy statue is so powerful that he can even have a place in the holy city." Master Ishihara, who sat at the table with Han Muye and the others, was a little more eager in his words.
On the contrary, Feng Yi, who came with him, was a little more restrained. Even the meat that Huang Laoliu invited them to eat was placed in front of him, making it difficult to handle it.
He is only in the state of becoming a god, and his life span is about to expire.
The combat power displayed by Huang Laoliu was at least that of a powerful Tianzun.
Feng Yi was naturally cautious as he sat at the same table with such powerful men.
"Brother Huang, I wonder how many of those divine soul gold beads you might trade?" At another table, a tall old man in black robe looked at Huang Laoliu and said loudly.
When he asked this question, everyone in the restaurant looked up at Huang Laoliu.
trade?
Huang Laoliu took out the black bag and put it on the table.
"If any of you want to change, just change it."
Really change?
After hearing his words, many practitioners stood up.
Some people took out spiritual stones, while others held a few treasures.
Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, hesitated slightly, then stood up and took out a small bag.
Within a moment, Huang Laoliu's bag of gold beads was replaced.
"Thank you so much, Brother Six." Someone handed over his hand.
Others were also busy thanking him.
Golden beads are a good thing for them. Many people go to the Holy City just to get the gold beads and absorb the soul and divinity in them.
Some people's bodies have decayed and are in urgent need of divine suppression.
This golden bead may extend your life.
It was difficult to communicate with the Styx ferrymen on the Styx boat, so I didn't expect Huang Laoliu to be so generous.
For a moment, everyone looked at Huang Laoliu with much more grateful expressions.
In fact, to Huang Laoliu, this golden bead was completely worthless.
The divine crystal that Han Muye gave him was a hundred times richer than the divine nature contained in the golden beads, and was easier to absorb.
With the Divine Crystal, there was no need for him to keep the golden beads on his body.
When he returned to the quiet room in the cabin, Feng Yi, who had exchanged the gold beads, set up a small light array beside him to protect himself and practice there.
This light array is inspired by the power of the divine soul, and its protective power is not great. It can only prevent the divine soul from exploring.
Although Master Ishihara still eagerly wanted to chat with Huang Laoliu, looking at the look in Luo Ren's eyes, he could only shrink his head and exit the quiet room.
Luo Ren was very interested in Huang Laoliu's magic statue, so Huang Laoliu briefly explained to him the practice method of this technique.
In exchange, Luo Ren gave the piece of scale armor he obtained to Huang Laoliu, and also quietly told him where the scale armor came from.
Scale armor that can float in the River Styx must not be simple.
Han Muye did not listen to the two of them studying the magic techniques. Instead, he used his soul to inspire a light array, then raised his hand and took out a drop of light red water.
Just water beads.
The waters of Styx.
These are the water droplets that splashed on the boat on the Styx during the previous battle.
Han Muye took advantage of the situation and grabbed a drop. Sensing the power contained in it, he took it away.
At this time, this drop of Styx water was flowing in his palm, like a living thing.
A faint energy of energy emerged from the blood-red water droplets.
"The River Styx is alive?"
The power revealed in this water drop clearly has its own spirituality.
This is something only living things have.
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Immortal Lord of the River Styx.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes.
The memory he saw from the broken gun was still too little, and he knew too little about the Immortal Lord Styx.
Just relying on the existing information, he couldn't figure out everything he wanted.
Looking at the blood-red water droplets in front of him, Han Muye raised his hand and slashed it with a light golden sword light.
The sword light flashed and chopped it into countless pieces.
The sword of the soul emerged and enveloped these invisible water masses.
One day later, this drop of red water was finally refined by Han Muye.
"The pure power of physical energy and blood is interesting."
"The real treasure of this Styx world should be the endless flowing Styx water."
Feeling the power of a drop of Styx water, Han Muye whispered softly.
This drop of water contains the power of pure Qi and blood.
It's just that his refining method is too slow. He needs to obtain the inheritance of the Immortal Lord of the Styx before he can truly refine the Styx water.
Raising his hand, a black jade plaque appeared in his palm.
This is the jade plaque associated with Li Mubai. Now in the River Styx, the pulling power becomes more and more obvious.
Li Mubai is in the Holy City, and things are not going well now.
Fortunately, the Qi and blood shown on this jade plaque have not been cut off yet, so it is probably just injured.
After that, Makino basically stayed in seclusion or walked around on the deck.
Huang Laoliu, on the other hand, had a prosperous life. He would kill the underworld beasts when they encountered them. If there were no underworld beasts, he would exchange practice experiences with Luo Ren and others, which made him very happy.
Huang Laoliu was generous and was willing to exchange gold beads for others.
After several attempts to hunt the underworld beasts, he was surrounded by a group of people.
The most attentive people were Ishihara Masato and Feng Yi. By living in the same quiet room, the two of them also shared a lot of benefits.
Feng Yi, who was originally worried about his longevity, got the golden beads and several treasures in exchange, but his cultivation actually became a little looser, and the danger of his longevity was alleviated.
This made him even more eager, and he would follow Huang Laoliu wherever he went.
As for Ishihara, he quietly formed an alliance with a dozen demon cultivators of the same cultivation level.
He was using the banner of Huang Laoliu to summon these people to follow Demon Lord Tatian.
Huang Laoliu's name as the Sky-Stepping Demon Lord is already very famous on this boat on the River Styx.
Luo Ren has now achieved some results in studying Huang Laoliu's cultivation method. Although he cannot have three heads and six arms, he can still display four arms, and his strength is quite powerful.
He considers himself Huang Laoliu's younger brother, so before Huang Laoliu takes action, he must take action first.
In this way, Han Muye became an idler.
Fortunately, everyone knew that Han Muye was Huang Laoliu's brother, so they could not offend him.
I just don’t know what his cultivation level and combat strength are.
A month and a half later, the boat on the Styx slowed down.
"Ahead is Xuanming Island, which is the only way to the Holy City."
"The boat on the Styx will dock at Xuanming Island for three days, waiting for the other boats on the Styx to join together and head to the Holy City together."
"The journey ahead is more dangerous and requires the cooperation of the fleet."
There are practitioners who have come more than once to explain.
Sure enough, a large island was revealed in front.
A hint of green can be seen on the rocky island.
Outside the big island, several large boats similar to this Styx boat were heard.
They are all eighteen sails, three hundred feet long.
Looking at the large ships, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.
This Styx ferryman clan is stronger than I thought.
But thinking about what Ke Xue looked like when he made the sail, he felt relieved again.
The strength of the Styx Ferryman clan comes from the sacrifice of countless clan members.
It is the accumulation of countless generations.
Above the Styx, countless people like Ke Xue are constantly refining sails.
"Fellow Taoist Taotian, we have a small trade fair on the island, are you interested in participating?" The speaker was an old man in black robes.
His name is Yu Wen, and he is one of the stewards on this ship.
It was the one that Ke Yang recognized and exempted Huang Laoliu and Han Muye from shipping charges.
Huang Laoliu showed off his skills these days, and almost everyone on the ship recognized him.
Yu Wen also chatted with Huang Laoliu several times, and even personally collected the underworld beasts that Huang Laoliu had hunted.
Upon hearing Yu Wen's invitation, everyone else showed envy on their faces.
On this Styx River, the Styx Ferryman has absolute control.
Being invited by the Styx Ferryman shows that Huang Laoliu's combat prowess is recognized.
Huang Laoliu laughed, glanced at Han Muye, and nodded in agreement.
Xuanming Island is not small, with a radius of hundreds of miles.
There is a small town right at the ferry, which is built on bluestone and is simple and rough.
The practitioners who got off the boat went straight to the small town.
The power in the River Styx is restricted, and many people live a miserable life on the boat.
There are also many people heading to the stalls that can be found everywhere in the city.
Practitioners from all over put out the treasures they had no use for in exchange for what they needed.
There is nothing fair about this type of transaction, everyone gets what he needs.
Han Muye and the others disembarked from the boat together with several Styx ferrymen.
In addition to Yu Wen, there are two elders with different looks.
Among them was the fanged old man who admired Huang Laoliu very much.
The old man's name is Qu Qian, he is the deacon elder in the Holy City, and he is in charge of this boat on the Styx.
There are deacons and elders sitting on every Styx boat.
According to Han Muye's perception, Qu Qian's cultivation level is not low, but the combat power of the Styx Ferryman cannot be measured by the strength of his cultivation level.
A group of people entered the small town and went to the stone castle in the city.
More than a dozen strong men from the Styx Ferryman clan gathered together, and after greeting each other, they started trading.
"I didn't get much from this trip, only a few blood marrow beads." An old man with a white beard smiled and spread out his palms. There were three jade-colored beads with red light.
"Hey, Elder Zhu Yi, one blood marrow bead is worth a thousand gold beads, so you won't get much from this?"
"That's right, with just these few beads, you've made back whatever you invested."
As soon as the blood marrow bead came out, the surrounding people screamed in surprise.
Yu Wen introduced to Huang Laoliu and Han Muye in a low voice that this blood marrow bead was condensed from the bodies of very few Hades beasts and was the crystallization of the water of the Styx.
The power of Qi and blood contained in this treasure is unimaginable.
As long as you carry two of these treasures with you, you can ensure that your body will not rot and your energy and blood will flow endlessly.
The three blood marrow beads were taken out, and others also placed the treasures in their hands.
Most of them are materials from Hades beasts, and some are special spiritual materials from the River Styx.
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There are swords, weapons, and some inherited items from other realms.
On Han Muye's boat, those practitioners who died when the underworld beasts attacked had their belongings collected by the Styx ferrymen.
"I encountered several underworld beasts chasing me this trip, and I used a lot of protective methods. Later, when I crossed the Slaughter Reef, it was a bit unstable. I wonder who can share some of the guarded treasures?"
A thin Styx ferryman looked around and spoke in a deep voice.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and saw various golden beads, spiritual materials, and some folded wings collected from underworld beasts scattered in front of him.
His words made many people frown.
"Hey, for the past thousand years, I have been on tenterhooks every time I went to Luansha Reef."
"Don't tell me, my ship is not well-defended either."
Everyone shook their heads.
Ransha Reef was originally a sea area that protected the Holy City.
There are dense rocks there, and there are many powerful and strange beasts from the Styx lurking there.
Originally, the Styx Ferryman could suppress these strange beasts.
But a million years ago, the great elder disappeared and took away the soul-suppressing flag, the most precious treasure of the Styx Ferryman clan.
Without the suppression of this extremely powerful treasure, the Styx ferrymen could only barely hold on to the Holy City, and then use the refined Styx boat to communicate with the outside world.
The powerful beasts that inhabit the Slaughter Reef will often besiege the Holy City and intercept and kill the Styx boats.
These elders who were in charge of the boat on the Styx gathered together to gather strength and cross the Slaughter Reef together.
At this time, everyone traded several useful treasures with each other, but no one took out the defensive items.
Everyone lacks this kind of treasure.
Huang Laoliu took some treasures in exchange for some that he could use.
He left Han Muye alone.
He knew that his brother would never worry about treasures.
Indeed, Han Muye has no shortage of treasures.
However, his eyes fell on the Styx Ferryman elder who was seeking to purchase the guarded treasure.
Among the pile of treasures was a short sword.
The aura conveyed on this dagger is somewhat strange.
Standing up slowly, he walked to the pile of treasures.
All parties involved in the transaction turned their heads and looked at Han Muye.
"Senior, let me take a look at this sword. Can you agree to it?" Han Muye pointed at the dagger.
The old man frowned.
Yu Wen hurriedly coughed and briefly introduced Huang Laoliu and Han Muye.
An acquaintance from a tribe, Huang Laoliu showed strong strength.
The Styx ferryman obviously valued friendship. When he heard that Ke Yang personally sent him to the boat, the old man nodded.
Han Muye reached out and grabbed the dagger in his hand. He did not pull out the sheath, but just held the hilt with his palm.
The sword intention in his body was suppressed, but he had the sword of divine soul.
A faint spiritual power poured into the sword, and images flashed in his mind.
Chaos, uncertainty.
What is conveyed in this sword is a kind of chaos that cannot be analyzed.
The next moment, Han Muye was shocked and let go of the hilt of his sword.
A trace of horror flashed across his eyes.
"Senior, you want to guard the treasure, right?"
Han Muye raised his hand, and a wooden box appeared.
"I wonder if senior can give enough treasures to exchange for it."
Hearing Han Muye's words, a look of anger flashed across the old man's face.
As the master of this place, and also sitting on a boat on the Styx, he has many treasures.
With a low hum, the old man raised his hand and took the wooden box from Han Muye's hand.
Taking the long wooden box into his hands, the old man suddenly stood up as his spiritual thoughts penetrated into it.
"This this--"
There was horror on his face, and he looked up at Han Muye.
The other elders stood up and searched with their spiritual thoughts. Their expressions changed drastically.
A hundred-foot-long crossbow with ten crossbow arrows.
I don't know what kind of material this crossbow is made of, but the power surging in it is so majestic, it's like sealing off a whole world.
Each of those crossbow arrows has the lethality to break through the void.
This kind of crossbow is a hard-to-find city defense treasure not only in the Styx, but also in the fairy world.
"This is an important treasure. With this treasure, you can travel directly through the Slaughter Reef." An old man wearing a golden hair crown showed joy on his face and spoke in a deep voice.
"This treasure is precious." Another old man nodded, looked at Han Muye, and whispered.
Huang Laoliu looked over curiously and cursed.
Inside that wooden box was clearly a sky-breaking crossbow!
Han Muye directly took out this powerful weapon in the battle between the immortal world and the divine world.
In this wooden box is not only a complete crossbow, but also ten crossbow arrows forged in Immortal Burial City.
The lethality of this crossbow is such that Daluo Jinxian would avoid it.
Thousands of sky-breaking crossbows were placed on the Immortal Burial City, but the gods' army did not dare to approach.
"I wonder if this thing can be replaced by seniors?" Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he spoke calmly.
The Sky-Breaking Crossbow must be exchanged for divine crystals in the fairy world.
Just taking the spiritual stones, even if they were piled up into a hundred mountains, would not be enough to exchange for this crossbow.
Originally, Han Muye questioned whether he could afford the replacement, and the old man felt insulted.
Now when Han Muye asked again, he didn't dare to say anything.
I really can't afford to replace it.
Not to mention that they can't afford it, even if everyone has a piece of their belongings, they still can't afford it.
The Styx ferrymen looked at each other.
"Ahem, um, little friend Han, I don't know, maybe we can pay some deposit first?" After some discussion, Qu Qian looked at Han Muye and said a little embarrassedly.
At least he was familiar with Han Muye and Huang Laoliu.
Is this going to be on credit?
Huang Laoliu frowned.
Han Muye already nodded.
In the end, except for a few spiritual materials that Han Muye really didn't need, all the other treasures at the fair were packaged and given to him.
That's all, everyone still missed 60% of Han Muye's treasure.
According to the calculation of the divine soul gold abacus, it is 120,000.
In Qu Qian's words, they, the Styx Ferrymen, took advantage of this transaction.
Who calls everyone friends?
At this time, it was time to make friends.
After collecting the treasures, Han Muye and Huang Laoliu left first. After leaving the stone castle, Luo Ren, Feng Yi and others gathered around them.
They were all curious about what good things the Stygian Ferryman's trade would bring.
Han Muye said nothing, while Huang Laoliu happily took out a few treasures that Luo Ren and the others could use.
Send directly.
Suddenly, everyone burst into tears of gratitude.
Huang Laoliu is probably used to being the Great Sage, and he prefers the feeling of being sought after by others.
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After collecting the treasures, Master Ishihara said: "Brother Six, there are still some treasures in the trades in the city. Why don't you take a look?"
In their view, Huang Laoliu, who hunted many underworld beasts along the way, had the richest net worth.
Of course they don't know that what Huang Laoliu has is nothing compared to Han Muye.
The divine crystals and fairy stones used for Huang Laoliu's cultivation were given by Han Muye.
Nothing happened, so everyone went around the city to look at the deals going on.
Practitioners of all shapes and sizes set up stalls in empty places everywhere. Some simply wanted to sell the useless treasures in their hands, while others wanted to exchange for some treasures they needed.
Huang Laoliu spends money generously and will replace whatever he sees is useful.
Han Muye was interested in some scattered swords.
"Bang——"
Not far ahead, there was a roar, and a Taoist wearing a green robe was thrown away.
"Granny, who do you think you are if you dare to exchange a fake jade for my real jade?" A strong black man in half-armor shouted loudly and strode out.
The Taoist who was thrown away was not short, but when the big man grabbed him by the collar, he looked like a child.
"The jade of poor Taoists is the real jade, Qingxuan Wuji Jade, your jade is fake, fake!" The Taoist roared, making the surroundings quiet.
Qingxuan Wuji Jade, a soul-soothing treasure, has miraculous effects on nourishing the soul.
This kind of treasure, especially for practitioners who have lost their longevity and have no way to move forward, is a good thing to warm their soul and protect their reincarnation.
It can be said that less than half of the people who come here have this treasure in their hands.
The Taoist was pulled by his collar, breathing heavily, gritting his teeth and whispering: "Give me back my jade, I really need it."
After hearing the Taoist's words, the big man laughed and let go of his hand, revealing a large cyan fist chalcedony in his palm.
"Originally I was prepared to let you go, but your soul has been half integrated into the Qingxuan Jade. Now that the Qingxuan Jade is in my hands, aren't all your treasures my own?"
The big man said, slowly clenching his palms.
A look of despair appeared on the Taoist's face.
Once the Qingxuan Jade melted with the soul is broken, the soul will be shattered.
"Wait a moment."
At this moment, a voice sounded.
The people around him moved out of the way, revealing Han Muye standing on the side of the road.
Taoist Qingpao's eyes widened when he saw Han Muye.
"Ancestor Tao Ran, long time no see." Han Muye looked at the Taoist with a smile on his face and spoke softly.
Tao Ran, the ancestor of the Fire Vein of Jiuxuan Mountain and the former owner of the Purple Flame Sword.
We haven't seen each other for two thousand years. When we meet again, Tao Ran is already very old and his life is on the verge of death.
"Recognize it?"
"Haha, okay, do you want to buy this real jade?" The big man's eyes lit up as he held the green jade tightly, he looked at Han Muye and laughed.
