dead silence;
desolate;
dark wind;
A hand suddenly stretched out from the wet black soil.
Immediately afterwards, those five fingers dug into the ground angrily and pulled the body up.
With his pale sideburns and aged face, time and worldly affairs have left deep wrinkles and ravines on his face. His brown eyes are sunk deep into their sockets, but there is a sadness that cannot be concealed.
He looked around.
The city is gone.
Human beings have no existence.
On the wasteland, the old man in armor raised his broken sword angrily and roared to the sky: "Ahhh...ah..." While roaring for a long time, he suddenly fell to his knees, his fist bones clenching loudly.
"General!"
"General!"
The call seemed to echo clearly in my ears.
I still remember that time when the Styx River, which was blocking out the sky and the sun, overturned and fell, the guards decisively protected him with their own lives.
But when Wang Jianming climbed up from the ground, Julu City had been destroyed. Thousands of soldiers under his command had lost their lives. The Sky-Suppressing Statue was nowhere to be seen. The anger that surged up almost made him lose his mind.
The land that countless people fought for and risked their lives to protect was about to be destroyed in their hands.
Wait...Zhen, Zhentian Statue.
Wang Jianming's angry expression froze. He seemed to have thought of something, his eyebrows wrinkled, and the wrinkles on his forehead became deeper and deeper.
How could the Zhentian Statue disappear? ?
It is essentially the embodiment of the great formation of heaven, earth and man. After thousands of years of adjustment and perfection by countless people, it has been integrated with the ghosts and ghosts of the Yunmeng River to achieve coexistence and death. Only when the ghosts and ghosts are completely destroyed will the sky-suppressing statue die. .
Because of this, whether it is the Demon Huimen or the Sea Jiao, their purpose is to destroy the chain in the hands of the Zhentian Statue. Once the chain is broken, the exit of the Spirit Gathering Altar will be revealed, rather than thinking about how to destroy the Zhentian Statue. , because that is simply impractical.
"There is a problem, absolutely there is a problem."
Wang Jianming thought to himself.
at this time.
"Boom!"
The deafening and violent thunder resounded through the ghosts.
The ground shook as if it was rising.
Wang Jianming's eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty. He looked up at the sky and saw that the burning hole in the dome had disappeared at some point. He was shocked to find that the entire ghost monster was shaking and rising.
It was like passing through some invisible membrane and arriving at a new place.
It only lasts for a few breaths.
The city of Fusi was stripped away, and ghosts floated up from the Yunmeng River. Such power to change the world really refreshed Li Kui's horizons.
"Boom!"
In an instant, a silent and shocking roar resounded.
Li Kui's pupils shrank suddenly in shock.
In his sight, the gray sky swayed up and down, revealing metal-like scales and feathers.
It was only then that Li Kui suddenly realized that the so-called sky was actually the wings of some kind of bird. Because of the previous injury and the fact that it was too huge, he didn't notice anything unusual.
"what is that?"
"Kunpeng!"
Suddenly, soft white light fell from the top of Kunpeng.
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…
On top of Kunpeng, Bi Xianyi waved his emperor's robe, and the miniature phantom of Fusi City instantly flew into the open cuffs.
At the same time, a dark book fell into the hands of King Jianghou of Qin Guang. It was a book of life and death.
But I saw that the book of life and death was filled with birth dates of people and monsters. The pages of the book were turned quickly, and one name after another suddenly burst out with a faint divine light.
"I regret.
"This is when you will be freed."
Marquis Jiang's eyes were full of compassion and he slowly raised his hand.
The tall ancient mirror, about one meter long and wide, shines with white light from the inside out, like hope, and falls from the sky like starlight.
The mirror of evil, also known as the mirror of karma, is formed by the condensation of the yin and yang qi of heaven and earth. It can illuminate the good and evil karma of all living beings. After death, the soul of a person goes to the mirror of evil and encounters the two qi of the soul, which can reflect the sins of a person's life.
This white light is the light of merit and virtue.
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…
On the devastated ruins.
Shen Tu and Yu Lei looked at each other, and said in unison: "The time has come, and we should go back to resume our duties. General Li, Mr. Gongsun, we will see you again."
"Thank you. Goodbye."
Li Mu and Gongsun Yan also solemnly clasped their fists.
Immediately, two figures in golden armor were seen leading the huge white tiger away gradually, and their figures dispersed like clouds of smoke.
"Underworld is really full of talented people." Gongsun Yan vigorously scratched the closed eyelids on his neck twice.
"What's in store for us next?"
Li Mu turned his head and looked behind him with difficulty.
Hundreds of soldiers lay exhausted on the ground, evil insects eroding their original appearance, but the joy from the heart was unstoppable by so-called evil desires.
"Anyway, there will be no worse outcome."
Gongsun Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Kunpeng above his head. He smacked his lips and said with a smile: "Besides, even if we sacrifice this time, we will have completed our mission in the end."
Li Mu said sincerely: "You are so optimistic."
"Hey, after living this long, I can see some things more clearly.
"These parasitic ghosts on us just want us to fall into all kinds of negative emotions so that they can grow up comfortably and finally control us."
As he spoke, Gongsun Yan raised his eyebrows at Li Mu, with a rebellious look on his eyebrows.
"We just don't want to, we just want to be happy..."
Hearing this, the corners of Li Mu's mouth covered by evil insects turned up into a smile. Just as he was about to speak, a warm white light suddenly invaded his eyes. His nerves tightened subconsciously. He wanted to pull out the hilt of the sword from his waist, but he immediately stopped. Stop moving.
"What's happening here!!!"
Incredible words rang out.
The white light entered the body without any hindrance, but when he saw the evil bug on Li Mu's face quietly turning into ashes and disappearing, an extremely unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar warmth surged out from the depths of his soul, driving away the lingering chill. .
Very comfortable, extremely comfortable.
"Mr. Gongsun..."
Li Mu looked at the old man Gongsun opposite, a little confused.
In his sight, Gongsun Yan, who was wearing a yellow robe, closed his eyes slightly, and the eight closed eyes on the surface of his neck also turned into ashes and disappeared with the wind. He twisted his neck left and right, making a crunching sound.
"I'm a good boy.
"My hair is growing back!"
Unexpectedly, Gongsun Yan turned his hand and touched his hair, with a look of uncontrollable surprise on his face. His original sparse hair roots were now very thick, and he looked like a master.
"Wow, how many years has it been since Li Mu? I haven't seen your face for a long time."
These words may sound a bit ridiculous, but they are true words from the bottom of my heart.
After the brutal fighting, Li Mu's body was already at the end of his strength, and his whole body was wrapped in a thick insect blanket, making him look very terrifying. But at this time, under the light of merit and virtue, a tough face mixed with shock was revealed, full of military temperament, and he looked to be in his early forties.
"Face?"
After hearing Old Man Gongsun's words, Li Mu touched his face with both hands in confusion. The touch from his fingertips was no longer cold and hard, but the real touch of skin and flesh.
Until this moment, he finally woke up. Those evil insects rooted in the depths of his soul were really wiped out!
When Li Mu realized this, he immediately looked at the soldiers.
A large pile of ashes floated up and annihilated.
The soldiers spread their hands in confusion and stretched their hands in front of their eyes, staring at the evil insects wrapped around their arms being purified by the light of merit and virtue.
Faces that were either young or mature were revealed, and their expressions of surprise and disbelief were mixed. Looking around, they shouted out when they saw familiar faces that they had not seen for a long time.
"Ge Yaoguang."
"Zeng Niu!"
"You, you, you..."
Wang Jianming watched in astonishment as one figure after another emerged from the void to reality.
In a short moment, under the supreme power of the Book of Life and Death, the soldiers on the Julu Ruins who had died in the hands of demons or died in the overturn of the Styx came back to life. They looked fierce and had the spirit of being destroyed together.
If an enemy appeared in front of him, he would be greeted with a thunderous strike.
But when the familiar words "You..." came into their ears, they all looked at Wang Jianming's position in unison.
In the eyes of the old general, the old general was shrouded in gentle white light. The lower body that had been eroded by evil insects gradually returned to a healthy appearance. The stern eyes of the soldiers suddenly softened and filled with excitement.
"General!"
"General!"
A kind and true call.
At some point, Wang Jianming's eyes were filled with tears. His mouth was slightly open, but he was so happy that he burst into tears.
Wang Jianming is the oldest person. He came down to suppress Guixi a long time ago. To him, every soldier is no different from his own child, the bravest child in his heart.
"General, I found this."
A personal guard ran over with a bag in his hand, a pure smile on his face.
Wang Jianming took it tremblingly, the cold metal texture reaching his fingertips. He looked up at the dark coffins in mid-air, as if he understood something, and murmured to himself: "We won, didn't we?"
Won this long war that lasted for thousands of years.
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…
"Sister Xiaoying."
"Sister Xiaoying."
Suspended in the mid-air coffin, upon hearing the call, a young girl in a wedding dress slowly opened her eyelids with trembling eyes.
The blurred vision gradually became clearer, and two faces crying with joy came into view. They choked and said: "Sister Xiaoying, you finally woke up, but you scared us."
"Yunyun, Xiaoman."
Yang Xiaoying recognized her two friends. She slowly raised her waist and felt her head hurt. She couldn't help but cover her forehead with her hands and frowned: "What happened?"
The girl named Yunyun looked a few years younger than Yang Xiaoying, with a green and immature face, but she was wearing the same red wedding dress. She smiled with tears in her eyes: "We are resurrected!"
resurrection?
Just like a word that wakes up a dreamer.
Memory pictures came to mind one after another, and Yang Xiaoying recalled them instantly.
Yes, the River Styx suddenly rioted, and the three demon sea dragons in Beishan escaped from trouble. They fought with their lives to stop the dragon.
"resurrection!"
Yang Xiaoying whispered again, suddenly stood up from the coffin and looked outside.
As far as the eye can see, thousands of coffins are illuminated by the light of merit and virtue, and the scarlet resentment on the surface fades away, and friendly faces appear one after another, with bright smiles blooming on their faces.
"We won!"
"We won!"
The cheers of joy came from a distance like a wave and were clearly heard.
Looking again, Yang Xiaoying's eyes were filled with tears and she cried: "Father, mother, brother, we won!"
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Inside the old tile-roofed house.
Three spiritual tablets were placed on the wooden table, and incense candles were swaying.
Yang Xiaoying knelt on the ground with red eyes, but her voice was choked with indescribable firmness:
"Father, mother, brother, I don't want to run away."
"Those three monsters destroyed the village. They fled all the way and finally found a stable place to live, but Styx has a tendency to riot. I heard from the village chief that there are not enough manpower..."
"I want to go down."
Saying that, Yang Xiaoying raised her face.
"Who said women can't hold up the sky? I want to protect this family and this land!"
When the wedding dress opened the wooden door, a group of women, also dressed in red wedding dresses, with heads covered, walked towards the raging Yunmeng River without hesitation on the mud path.
If a woman dies on her wedding day, she is called a red evil spirit and her resentment is overwhelming.
Marry the land!
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"Sister Xiaoying, that's great."
The three girls, who were as young as flowers, embraced each other with joy.
"Well, that's really great."
Tears flowed into her mouth, Yang Xiaoying pursed her lips hard and nodded unable to stop.
At this moment, a familiar aura of yang energy lightly brushed through her body. She turned her head and saw three magnificent sky-shaping statues appearing from the void, just like before and just like now. They looked from beginning to end. It's all here.
The light of the evil mirror platform penetrates Yin and Yang.
The power of the Book of Life and Death brings the dead back to life.
On the vast land, thousands of human figures and demonic figures appeared one after another.
After a while, noisy sounds echoed through the sky.
"Wow, Brother Asheng, you are still handsome when you lose weight!"
The young man with clever brows smiled and put his arm around the man's shoulders, winked and said, "If it weren't for my good memory, you might not even be able to recognize me when I'm standing in front of you."
The man looked over and was about thirty years old. When he heard this, he couldn't help but grinned and cursed: "Bah, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you trying to be soaked in the lake water all day long?"
The villagers who turned into water ghosts to protect the ghosts all returned to their normal appearance.
Not far away, Qi Li, who was watching all this, widened his eyes, shook his head violently, and then lowered his eyebrows to look at his beautiful and supple wings, his eyes full of incredulity.
Am I not dead?
But what's going on now?
Am I dreaming?
Just when Qi Li fell into deep doubts, suddenly, two joking voices behind him broke into his ears.
"Xingwang, what am I telling you?
"With Lao Qi's temperament, he must still be suspicious. You still don't believe it. He is a smart bird, he just thinks too much."
Qi Li looked back.
But they were two familiar old brothers - Yang Xingwang with a bright smile, and Lao Sha with a golden glow all over his body.
"O-Lao Sha!?"
"Why, it's been so long and you don't remember me as an old friend?"
As if he was satisfied with Qi Li's surprised performance, Lao Sha swung his body in mid-air as if he was beautiful. The fish scales reflected the glow of the sun, which was very stunning, like the rising sun.
"Oh, look at my brain."
Qi Li raised his wings and patted his forehead, as if waking up from a dream.
Lao Sha belongs to the Shengyu clan. The clan members absorb the essence of the sun and use it for their own use. They are a race whose appearance becomes more beautiful the deeper they practice!
This General Wang is not a character made up on the spur of the moment.
It is mentioned in Chapter 633:
Wang Jianming is the general of Julu County and is extremely powerful. If anyone has this ability, it is undoubtedly Wang Jianming, but that guy uses a sword, not an axe.
Also: Thank you to those unknown people in life who contribute silently!
(End of chapter)
