Qin Miaomiao was stunned and asked in astonishment: "Master, what are you doing?"
We worked hard to protect this seedling.
Are you deliberately disgusting Po Jun?
Let him survive the disaster and lose hope?
Although it is indeed very effective, isn't it too cruel?
It’s heartbreaking to kill someone!
Po Jun, who was struggling to walk over, froze on the spot, looking at the corpse god tree that had completely lost its life, and Xiao Yifeng who was burning the tree with fire, and was a little unable to turn around.
Just as Qin Miaomiao said, he suddenly fell from the clouds into hell, almost unable to breathe.
He shouted angrily: "Qisha, what are you doing?"
Xiao Yifeng said confidently: "Wouldn't it take tens of thousands of years for this branch to grow into a towering tree and condense its soul?"
He plausibly said: "I am helping you. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. There is no need to thank me."
"I can wait for thousands of years!" Po Jun said sadly.
"Do you have such a long life? You have time, but I don't have time to look at your ink marks!" Xiao Yifeng said lightly.
Po Jun shouted angrily: "Qisha, I will kill you!"
He slashed at Xiao Yifeng head-on, as if he wanted to kill Xiao Yifeng on the spot.
Xiao Yifeng did not dodge, and said coldly: "If you want to save her, then listen to me."
Po Jun's sword had already reached Xiao Yifeng's head, and the sharp blade cut through the skin of his forehead, and a trace of blood flowed down his face.
"What did you say?!"
Xiao Yifeng wiped the blood from his face and said coldly: "Kill me, who will save your wife?"
Po Jun suppressed his anger and asked, "Can you really save her?"
"If you can't save her, just send me down to accompany her!" Xiao Yifeng said indifferently.
He pushed Po Jun's hand away, came to the charred corpse tree, and stretched out his hand to press on it.
"Zhan Xian, where is the soul?"
Dressed in red, Zhanxian spat out a broken soul light which was held in Xiao Yifeng's hand.
The souls of people and things killed by Zhanxian will be absorbed by Zhanxian as long as Zhanxian is prepared in advance.
Xiao Yifeng directly sacrificed the Gate of Destiny. This tall and ancient stone gate appeared in the world, instantly turning the surrounding area into darkness, as if it were the gate of hell.
The surface texture of the stone door is rough, and the images of various creatures are vividly inlaid on the door panel.
Fairies with fluttering skirts, demons with fangs and wings, ferocious and mysterious monsters, and the wise and persevering human race seems to be coming out of them.
Xiao Yifeng took a deep breath, put his hand on the door of destiny, and recited the spell in a deep voice.
"The yin and yang rotate, life and death are like smoke, the soul is trapped, the fate is reincarnated! Open!"
"Yin and Yang are impermanent, listen to my orders, restrain the soul and send away the soul, Zhao Zhihan!"
The huge Gate of Fate stands between heaven and earth, exuding an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
The door opened, and silver-white chains wrapped in Yin Qi flew out from it. Like the hands of ghosts, they sank into the void, and the chains clattered.
These chains flashed away, instantly catching Zhao Zhihan's broken soul that was scattered between heaven and earth.
Zhao Zhihan's incomplete soul, dragged by the chain of fate, slowly flew back to the door of fate.
This process is not fast, but every soul is protected by the Gate of Destiny with huge Yin Qi to avoid harm.
Po Jun looked at the soul condensed by the chains and felt the fluctuations belonging to Zhao Zhihan inside, and couldn't help but be ecstatic.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened suddenly, and countless corpses poured towards Xiao Yifeng like a tide.
Although the barrier of Xuanyin Mansion was completely broken before, these corpse puppets did not dare to act rashly due to the suppression of the auras of Heavenly Corpse and Heavenly Tribulation.
Now that the Heavenly Tribulation has dissipated, the Corpse God Tree and the Heavenly Corpse no longer exist. These corpse puppets immediately lost their restraints and came towards Xiao Yifeng and others for unknown reasons.
These were tattered, with rotting flesh, and the eyeholes were filled with hollow corpses, moving at an alarming speed, like a dark tide.
They climbed over mountains and ridges, and crossed obstacles covered with loess. Some corpses flew in the sky, like a group of carrion birds.
This scene is like a nightmare from the end of the world. The tide of corpses is coming towards everyone at an incredible speed, and the sky is filled with a strong aura of death.
Their goal was clear, directed at Xiao Yifeng and others, and they seemed to want to rush towards Xiao Yifeng's door of destiny. It seemed that there was something inside that attracted them.
This was unexpected by Xiao Yifeng and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Soon he realized they were there to rob something.
They want to enter the gate of fate, they want to re-enter reincarnation, and compete for the opportunity of reincarnation!
For these dead people, their souls are bound in their dead bodies. What an opportunity reincarnation is.
Damn it!
Now that I can't move, I am surrounded by these zombies who are not afraid of death. What should I do?
Unless he gave up summoning souls, but he was not familiar with Zhao Zhihan, and he would not be able to summon souls until she died not long ago.
But despite the tide of corpses, he is still guarding the door of fate. Is he waiting to die?
Qin Miaomiao cursed secretly and landed in front of Xiao Yifeng, knocking away the corpse puppet that flew first.
Although the barrier is now broken, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is still excluded by this majestic corpse energy, and she cannot absorb much spiritual power.
She was already at the end of her rope, but now she was even more incapable of making a living without rice. Looking at the overwhelming corpses, she couldn't help but despair.
"I still have the strength now. We can still survive if we fly out." Qin Miaomiao advised.
Xiao Yifeng couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Leng Xiqiu who couldn't move and Po Jun who was at the end of his powerful crossbow.
"It's over. It seems that destiny cannot be violated."
Po Jun snorted coldly and said: "I never believe in any destiny that cannot be violated, it is just some dead things."
He forced himself to take a breath and turned it into a stream of light falling in front of Xiao Yifeng and others, and asked in a deep voice: "How long do you need it?"
"About a moment!" Xiao Yifeng quickly replied.
"You can call on the spirits with peace of mind, I won't let any of them interfere with you."
Po Jun held the Shura Sword in his hand and strode forward to meet the endless influx of corpse puppets.
He stepped down and shouted: "Daoshan!"
Sharp knives surged up from the ground one after another, superimposing into a huge mountain of knives, leaving only a narrow passage.
Those corpse puppets flying from the sky were immediately torn into pieces by the countless sharp sword energy that surged from the ground.
The remaining ones were about to fly over, but were suddenly struck to death by divine thunder falling from the sky, but it was an attack from Leng Xiqiu.
The thunder cocoon where Leng Xiqiu was located slowly released a layer of black thunder clouds, covering everyone's heads, and a breath of heaven was emitted.
The Purple Sky Divine Thunder flashed in the thunder clouds, like poisonous snakes that choose people to eat, exuding terrifying pressure.
Any corpse puppet that attempts to fly through the sky will be destroyed by the sudden falling thunder. Gradually, most of the corpse puppets dare not offend this terrifying power of heaven.
