"At the end of the Wangchuan River, there may be something we want."

Zhou Tianming's words made Chen Pan feel enlightened. Along the way, he asked about the situation of the Sanchi Sword on the Nether Island. However, with the personality of this elder brother, he likes to talk but not talk, which made Chen Pan not very familiar with it, but he also knew that it was a world of its own, and its area was not smaller than that of the ancient continent, and it was even more than that of it.

Moreover, the place was very strange and very chaotic, and could not fly at will like an ancient continent. According to the Three-Foot Sword, even if you don’t encounter danger, Chen Pan could move forward freely. It would be impossible to run it all in a few decades.

In such a place, ordinary things are like looking for a needle in a haystack. Chen Panzheng didn't know how to start, but Zhou Tianming's words made him find a bright light in the darkness.

The three-foot sword in the stone axe space also shouted: "His grandma raises a bear, it's true. That place is too weird, with a terrible energy blockade. I was not in a state of mind at that time and could not enter, so I could only give up. Even if I don't want to use it, it's good to use it to write and draw!" After reading Chen Pan's memory, I also learned Chen Pan's catchphrase.

The reaction of the Sanchi Sword made Chen Pan happy: "Do you know where it is? That's great. Let's go directly and save it. No matter whether it succeeds or not, you will find a way when you get there."

Sanchi Jian smiled strangely: "Don't think too easily, you will know after you go in. It's okay if I sue you or not. In fact, it's okay if Zhou Tianming said this or not, but I can let me know that it's really there."

"What does it mean?" Chen Pan was puzzled.

Sanqi Jian smiled and said, "You will know when you go in."

"Tsk!" Chen Pan looked at him with contempt: "If you don't say anything, you will know." He immediately looked at the old antique with his inquiring eyes.

According to the old antique, he left this guy when he got out of the Bone Cave Maze at the Sanqi Sword. After the Sanqi Sword came out of the Bone Cave Maze, he was shot into the Lian Peak by Emperor Yuan. In other words, he went to Nether Island in front of the Old Antique. He should have known it.

But he didn't expect that the old antique just spread his hands and gave him a helpless expression.

"You deprived him of his sense of speech again?" Chen Pan said angrily as he looked at the Sanchi Sword.

The man from Sanchi Jian was so bad that he came over along the way, and he tortured his inner demons to pass the time when he had nothing to do. Occasionally, he grabbed old antiques and deprived him of the six senses.

Poor old antiques are also a hero of a generation. They are so hard that they lose their dignity by the Three-foot sword, and they don’t even dare to have a temper.

Although Chen Pan felt that they were pitiful, he was afraid of harming himself, so he never said anything and couldn't help it at this moment.

Sanchi Jian shrugged: "I didn't do anything. Just let him say it yourself, but he won't know anything."

Sure enough, the old antique said helplessly: "I know nothing about Netherworld Island. When I arrived here, he thought I was verbose and locked up my spiritual senses. He waited until he went out, and released me."

"I said that this place cannot keep me. You have to think twice. You are talking all day long, and it is more annoying than bald. I don't care who you are." Sanchi Jian crossed his legs and made a folding fan from somewhere. He shook it gently, which was very comfortable.

The old antique knew that Tianyu would wake up sooner or later, so he was always looking for someone who could defeat Tianyu. It was just that the Taoist pattern of time was so powerful and almost invincible. For tens of millions of years, only the Three-foot sword allowed him to see hope. Seeing that he was going to a place like Nether Island, where the supreme emperor dared not set foot, he naturally tried to dissuade him again and again.

If Chen Pan was very good at listening to advice, thinking twice before acting. Unfortunately, he encountered the Sanfoot Sword back then, and this was a bold guy. I don’t know what fear is. The more he dissuaded him, the more he wanted to try it, and the result was obvious.

Chen Pan was speechless, and suddenly felt a sense of frustration again. The old antique was holding himself as a puppet, and he did whatever he wanted. When he reached Sanchi Sword, it turned into a toy. Sanchi Sword grabbed him and did whatever he wanted.

The treatment is completely opposite, and they are the same origin, so why is the gap so big?

The Three-Foot Sword was unwilling to say it, and the old antique didn't know it. Chen Pan had no choice but to wait until he entered before looking.

"Thank you for your reminder, I will remember it in my heart. If there is nothing else, I will set out first." Chen Pan bowed to Zhou Tianming and said respectfully.

Whether it was taking him here or telling him this news, it was a great help.

Zhou Tianming nodded, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "I don't know what the so-called opportunity to return to the death is, maybe it is a magical medicine or magic weapon that goes against the sky. If you find it, if you can, bring more back."

He had too many people who wanted to be resurrected, but his strength was limited and he could not achieve it. But Chen Pan was different. He was a three-foot sword. Even if he was not the three-foot sword he used to be, he was the same person after all.

Zhou Tianming had a premonition that although Chen Pan was one level lower than him, he was more likely to find the so-called opportunity to return to the death than him.

Chen Pan nodded immediately and said without hesitation: "I know, I will do my best."

Seeing that Zhou Tianming had no other instructions, he immediately activated the Panzhi and gritted his teeth and jumped into the underworld.

Jumping into the underworld is not a good sign. Chen Pan shook his head in his heart, but he no longer thought about it. The terrible pain had begun to invade every part of his body wildly.

The ability of the drowning drowning in the world is unparalleled. No matter what is put into it, it will disappear in an instant if it cannot be resisted.

Fortunately, the Immortal Body of the Pan Jue is strong enough and has a life-threatening Dao pattern. This time, the fight against Huangquan drowning is obviously not as embarrassing as last time. Even without the help of old antiques, you can still keep your flesh and blood and move forward without turning into a skeleton completely.

After Chen Pan entered Huangquan, the old antique shook his head and said, "What you promised Zhou Tianming is too simple. It is hard to say whether you can find the Reincarnation Pen. And after finding it, whether it is willing to help you resurrect is another question."

"What do you mean?" Chen Pan was puzzled.

Before the old antique could speak, the Sanchi Sword sneered and said, "If the reincarnation pen is like a Chaos Green Lotus, it is a Chaos Treasure, and no one in the world can refine it. Now the Chaos Green Lotus is in your purple palace, but do you have the ability to urge it to do things for you?"

Do nothing, let alone urging it to fight for itself, even the spiritual consciousness cannot get close to it, and seduces its order golden needle. The inability to use the Yuanshen Dao Sword is equivalent to losing at least 30% of Chen Pan's combat power.

Sure enough, the old antique nodded and said, "Yes, the reincarnation pen has a spirit, it is the same as the great way of heaven and earth. How arrogant. I don't know how Wuji told it back then, but it was disdainful to me and Tianyu. It would definitely not be easy for you to let it help you resurrect Lin Yuting."

The fate was full of misfortunes. As soon as he set out, difficulties came. Chen Pan calmed down and continued to move forward without hesitation. He had no other choice.
Chapter completed!