Then a faint voice came, "If you want to know who I am, then follow me!"
The sound came from the dark night sky in the distance, vague, intermittent, and filled with an inexplicable strangeness.
Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu looked at each other and jumped out at the same time.
The speed of the two of them was not slow. In less than a cup of tea, they had already traveled several miles.
There are graves everywhere along the way.
"Come on······"
The ethereal voice came out, revealing an inexplicable weirdness.
"Why Fangxiao is so young, he only dares to hide in the dark and act like a ghost?" Nie Jingqiu's voice spread.
"Giggle!"
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What came this time was a woman's laughter, mixed with the howling cold wind.
Xie Yunxiao raised his right hand, and a ray of light shot out.
A bang was heard, ripples spread out in the void, and then a figure walked out of it again, rushing forward at an extremely fast speed.
"Chasing?" Nie Jingqiu asked.
Xie Yunxiao said: "The other party has already calculated that we will catch up!"
"So you're not going?" Nie Jingqiu asked.
Xie Yunxiao smiled and said: "I would like to see what kind of ghosts are hidden here!"
Nie Jingqiu also smiled, he was never afraid of these messes.
The two of them stepped out at the same time, and suddenly, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.
There are also many tombs here, but they are much larger than outside.
But at this time, Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu's eyes were not on these tombs, but looking ahead.
Nearly six or seven miles in front of them, a towering tree that had been damaged stood there, exuding an inexplicable sense of sadness.
Although they were in darkness, Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu could still clearly see the branches of this big tree.
There are no leaves on these branches.
The aura of deathly silence filled the air, filling the space between heaven and earth.
"Where are the people?" Nie Jingqiu asked.
Xie Yunxiao rolled his eyes, "How do I know?"
"There's something weird about this big tree!" Nie Jingqiu looked forward, his eyes filled with vigilance to the extreme.
Xie Yunxiao asked: "What did you see?"
"I was just talking casually!" Nie Jingqiu was a little embarrassed.
Xie Yunxiao was too lazy to pay attention to him. He looked at the big tree in front of him, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"Why does it seem to have the aura of witchcraft?" Xie Yunxiao said softly.
Nie Jingqiu was stunned for a moment. He looked at it carefully and said, "It really does exist. What's going on?"
"Yin Zhu didn't tell us the truth about the legend of the God of Death. These mass graves must also be related to the Witch God Cult. But now that the two of us have broken in, I'm afraid it's the two of us who are in trouble!"
"I want to know where that figure went!" Nie Jingqiu said.
Xie Yunxiao said: "You also said that it was just a figure, not necessarily a person!"
When Nie Jingqiu heard this, a sharp light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"If it's not a human being, what's the purpose of leading us here?" Nie Jingqiu asked.
Xie Yunxiao said: "Perhaps, we will know soon!"
The surrounding space made a hissing sound, as if there were many ants crawling around.
Nie Jingqiu looked sideways and saw a faint red mist to his left.
"What the hell is this!" Nie Jingqiu drew out his long sword and struck it out, hitting the red mist. It actually made a sonorous sound.
"It's definitely not a good thing to bring us here, but it should be related to the legendary resurrection technique!" Xie Yunxiao said.
At this time, the red mist had changed, a cold and deathly atmosphere filled the air, and many figures suddenly appeared in the void.
These sounds were very noisy, as if Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu were in a lively market at this time.
"It seems that our way back is gone!" Nie Jingqiu said.
Xie Yunxiao said: "There is no way forward!"
"In that case, let's fight a way out!" Nie Jingqiu drew his sword again. The power of this sword was many times more terrifying than the one just now.
The sound of rumbling came, and Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu both leaped towards the heights.
Xie Yunxiao took action, attacking the tree in front that looked dead.
At this time, a thick red mist appeared on the big tree, and many figures appeared in it.
"Sure enough, it's this tree's problem. What the hell is this?" Nie Jingqiu stabbed a dozen swords in a row, and the bright sword light swirled out with him as the center.
The diffuse red mist was cut into countless segments by his sword energy and dispersed instantly.
But there was too much red mist coming from the big tree, and in less than a moment, it was covered in all directions.
Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu used their mysterious skills to form a shield to protect themselves inside. Otherwise, they would probably suffer serious losses if they came into contact with it.
"Brother Xie, think of a way. If this continues, we may really have to confess here!" Nie Jingqiu shouted loudly.
Before Xie Yunxiao could answer, Yin Zhu suddenly appeared and shouted: "Follow me!"
Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu had no better choice at this time and could only follow Yin Zhu.
In less than a moment, they walked out of the red mist.
Xie Yunxiao said: "Even now, Master Yin still doesn't want to say anything?"
When Yin Zhu heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, "I did hide something, but this is the secret of the Witch God Sect!"
"No matter what the secret is now, as the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger!" Nie Jingqiu said.
Yin Zhu hesitated for a moment. She raised her head and was about to say something. Suddenly, the red light from the big tree swayed like water waves.
Then on the dead wood, white flowers were growing.
The color of the dead wood is gray and lifeless, but the white flowers that grow release infinite vitality.
Life and death alternate, like a swirling Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern, releasing an indescribable and pure aura.
"Oops, dead trees sprout flowers, death is coming!" Yin Zhu's voice came out, and Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu both felt a chill down their spines.
"Death is coming?" Xie Yunxiao's voice rose a little.
Yin Zhu had no choice but to smile bitterly, "These mass graves were once the place of my Wushen Cult. Decades ago, my master fought with the ancestor of the Murong family. It was not an accident. Someone in our Wushen Cult caused trouble. That person was me. Uncle Master!"
"So the person who destroyed the village was your uncle?" Nie Jingqiu asked.
Yin Zhu shook his head, "Maybe he is no longer my uncle!"
"What do you mean?" Nie Jingqiu asked.
Yin Zhu said: "He should be possessed by the evil god of death!"
Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu were both stunned when they heard this.
"So the God of Death really exists?" Nie Jingqiu asked.
Yin Zhu nodded. He looked up at the dead tree with white flowers in front and said, "This dead tree was where the God of Death once lived!"
"So, the so-called God of Death is actually a living being, not as scary as you said!" Xie Yunxiao said.
Hearing this, Yin Zhu's face couldn't help but get hot. She was indeed making up a story to deceive Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu just now, but her storytelling ability was not very strong, so both Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu could hear the flaws. .
"Yes, and this creature was created by my uncle. It was he who created this thing and was deceived by it, so he created some misunderstandings and asked my master to fight with the ancestor of the Murong family, and then tried to plot Seize the position of leader of the Witch God Cult!"
These are the scandals of the Witch God Sect, and Yin Zhu doesn't want to talk about them.
But now that she was in such a difficult situation, she felt that if we all worked together, we might be able to find a way out.
"What happened next?" Nie Jingqiu asked.
There was an inexplicable look in Yin Zhu's eyes, and he sighed, "Later, a big war broke out, and this place became the tomb of tens of thousands of people. And my uncle, because of the God of Death, couldn't be killed at all. The existence of the tomb of tens of thousands of people, It was just to seal him, but who would have thought that you could break the seal and come out!"
"What about the resurrection technique?" Xie Yunxiao asked.
Yin Zhu said: "That's true. I'm also wondering now, why does my uncle use the resurrection technique? Who does he want to resurrect?"
"So your uncle not only broke the seal, but also wanted to resurrect someone? Or a certain creature?" Xie Yunxiao said.
Yin Zhu said: "I haven't seen him yet, but judging from the current situation, he should be pretty good!"
"What kind of person is he who would think of using the resurrection technique to resurrect?" Xie Yunxiao said.
Yin Zhu shook his head, "You have also seen those soul slaves. They were cultivated through the refining of forbidden arts unique to the Witch Clan. Judging from the current situation, they are one of Uncle Master's trump cards, but why are they useless? ? Instead, it led you here?"
"It's very simple, because it's extremely simple for us to deal with his soul slaves!" Nie Jingqiu said.
When Yin Zhu heard this, he was startled for a moment, and then his eyes filled with indescribable shock.
The Soul Slave specializes in attacking people's souls. Even she, the leader of the Witch God Cult, can't deal with it even when she is seriously injured. Can Xie Yunxiao and the others deal with it easily?
She originally thought that Xie Yunxiao and Nie Jingqiu had rescued her and only drove away the few soul slaves that were chasing her.
Little did he know that many of the soul slaves had died at the hands of Xie Yunxiao.
"The god of death lives in this big tree, so this big tree should have some fame!" Xie Yunxiao said while looking at the big tree that was still blooming.
Yin Zhu smiled bitterly, "This big tree was once just an ordinary old locust tree. The God of Death was created by my uncle, but this old locust tree became extraordinary because of the God of Death, and eventually became the God of Death." A place of sojourn!”
"Then the God of Death lives in this old locust tree, why does Master Yin say that he is possessed by your uncle?" Xie Yunxiao asked.
Yin Zhu said: "Because the God of Death can clone himself!"
"Why is this thing called the God of Death?" Xie Yunxiao asked.
Yin Zhu said: "Because it has appeared, nearly ten thousand people in our Witch God Sect have died in its hands. This is not the God of Death or the Evil God, so what is it?"
"So it's not because after sacrificing the living soul, it can return other people's souls?" Nie Jingqiu said.
When Yin Zhu heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle, "What Shi Cai said is all nonsense and cannot be taken seriously!"
"So what's the deal with the resurrection technique?" Xie Yunxiao asked.
"The art of resurrecting the dead is to use the living soul to sacrifice the dead soul, to harmonize life and death, and then to use the forbidden magic of witchcraft to find the souls scattered between heaven and earth and return them to the body." Yin Zhu said.
