The peach blossoms and wind chimes are facing the white dew, and the golden pen grinds everything into darkness.
Central Plains·Wuzhen
"How are you feeling now?" Yun Musheng asked Qiu Mingming who woke up.
"It's nothing to me, it's just Nao..." Qiu Mingming stroked the back of his neck with one hand, an indescribable look on his face.
Yun Musheng recalled what happened in the spiritual realm that she had been to before, as if she had had a dream, and the dream ended when Nao was sucked into the black hole created by the explosion of Yama Jun. I wonder what will happen to her.
"Is she... still there?" Yun Musheng asked next.
"I can still feel her presence, but there is no response, and..."
"And what?"
"And somehow, her spiritual power seems to be increasing continuously. It seems that this is no longer the spiritual power that a century-old vengeful spirit can possess."
"careful!"
Wan Shiwu flew towards him and pushed Yun Musheng and Qiu Mingming away. He saw something violently hitting him behind him, making a loud noise.
But the strange thing is that Wan Shiwu was not knocked to the ground by it, and he didn't even stumble forward. He turned around and looked, and saw a bruised pigeon on the ground. He subconsciously touched his own Back, no pain or scars.
Just when he felt strange, another one rushed out from the gap in the strong shield in front of him and wanted to hit it at high speed. Wan Shiwu, who was exhausted after the battle, had no time to dodge, so he had to slightly raise his hands to resist.
Unexpectedly, when the flying pigeon with an arrow-like pointed beak was only a fraction of a second away from him, there seemed to be a wall of air in the air, once again putting the flying pigeon in front of Wan Shiwu.
Wanshiwu felt it carefully, and then took out the amulet that Mr. Guiche gave to him on the chain in his clothes. He saw it glowing slightly. After the light faded, the original white jade-like amulet was half black. .
The painful cries of the soldiers came one after another from the front. Even the soldiers wearing armor and holding strong shields could not withstand the endless power from Lord Yama.
The originally tight shield formation was now full of holes. From time to time, pigeons rushed out of it and penetrated directly into the chests of the soldiers of the Marquis Mansion or the people of Wuzhen who were originally hiding behind the shields.
The blood on the ground flowed along with the rain to Qiu Mingming's feet. Qiu Mingming suddenly felt a burning sensation on the back of his neck and fell to his knees in pain.
Yun Musheng on the side was also at a loss. Even if he used the cold energy of Han Che Neigong to apply it on the back of Qiu Mingming's neck with his palms, the burning sensation that continued to come from his body still lingered. .
"Qiuqiu! How are you? How could you be like this?!"
"No...it's not me, it's her, Nao, she seems to be burned by fire."
When Wan Shiwu heard the words, he seemed to have thought of something. He gathered his spiritual power and pointed at the back of Qiu Mingming's neck. He closed his eyes and felt carefully. He saw a pair of eyes burning with the flames of hell. They were not the eyes that were covered by the flames of hell. The Lord of Hell he sealed seemed to be something more powerful.
Under those huge eyes, Suzuhara Nao was being burned by the flames. Her clothes had been burned to pieces. Her body was twitching and rolling in the flames, and she was letting out a miserable wail.
Wan Shiwu was stunned by this scene, and suddenly those huge eyes stared at him. Wan Shiwu felt a chill down his spine, and he was so frightened that he immediately retracted the hand that was originally on the back of Qiu Mingming's neck.
He collapsed to the ground with a cry of cold sweat. He stretched his hands behind him on the ground, but he touched a pile of sticky things. He quickly turned around in fright and saw that there were countless pigeons piled up behind him. corpse.
Looking around carefully, I don't know when the group of flying pigeons under Yan Jun broke through the shield and almost all attacked him. The amulet on his chest was already completely black.
He recalled those eyes just now. Could it be that these pigeons were coming towards him? Thinking of this, Wan Shiwu stood up quickly. Since Yan Jun's remaining power is to kill him, it is wise to stay away from others at this time.
He walked away from Qiu Mingming and Yun Musheng, but the scene in the next second made him panic. The flying pigeons swooped one by one, not towards him, but towards Qiu Mingming.
Fortunately, Yun Musheng on the side was alert. Although he could no longer mobilize a trace of spiritual power at this time, the internal energy he originally retained in his body was still enough for him to gather his energy into a blade and chop down a few pigeons.
It's just that the number of pigeons is increasing, and a few of them are almost going to pass through Yun Musheng and go straight to Qiu Mingming's face, which is extremely dangerous.
Only then did Wan Shiwu realize. He was about to stand in front of Qiu Mingming and Yun Musheng again, but the amulet that was originally hung around his neck suddenly had some cracks.
This made Wan Shiwu stop again. He remembered what Mr. Gui Che had told him before, "The old man gave this amulet to you, which is naturally its original mission. After the mission is completed, it will naturally leave you, and you , and there are things you have to do.”
It seems that this amulet can no longer protect him, and Wanshiwu who has lost his protection is only a mortal body.
A big hole was finally broken through the shield formation of the soldiers of the Hou Mansion, and a flock of pigeons rushed straight towards Qiu Mingming, but Yun Musheng, who was unable to cast Quick Snow Shiqing, was unable to resist it.
Yun Musheng glanced at Qiu Mingming, gave her a warm smile, and then stood in front of her, glaring at the flock of pigeons that were about to collide.
Qiu Mingming endured the burning sensation on the back of her neck and called Yun Musheng hard.
Yun Musheng closed his eyes. At that moment, loud collisions were heard. Yun Musheng opened his eyes for no apparent reason, and found that the Wanshi Wu was blocking his way.
The flock of pigeons failed to hurt him at all, but the amulet around his neck had dozens of cracks.
The noise in front of them quieted down. The soldiers of the Hou Mansion and the people of Wuzhen poked their heads out from behind their shields. In the distance of the official road was a dry forest. It seemed that no pigeons were flying towards this place. Yan Jun The lingering power is over.
All the soldiers and civilians collapsed to the ground in relief. Some of them were lucky to have escaped from the clutches of Lord Yama, and some were grieving for the deceased. In short, this generation at the southern entrance of Wuzhen was not motivated by victory at all. of joy.
Wan Shiwu also collapsed and knelt on the ground, feeling as tired as ever before. Jin Yan, who fell to the ground beside him, was still lifeless. Wan Shiwu could see him, but he couldn't sense him despite all his efforts.
No raindrops fell in the sky, but the blood under Wan Shiwu's body rippled.
"Every generation has a mission to complete. When the mission is accomplished, they will fly away, and ashes will return to ashes, and dust will return to dust."
This was what the last Fengxing Spirit Exorcist said to him when he first faced off against Yan Jun five years ago, but even after his old friend left, the heartbreaking pain still came one after another.
The back of Qiu Mingming's neck was still burning. Wan Shiwu thought of the big eyes he had just noticed. He hurriedly took off the amulet around his neck. Although it was black and full of cracks, he didn't know if it was still useful, but holding it The thought of giving it a try has already put it on Qiu Mingming's neck.
The amulet surprisingly regained its original white jade-like luster the moment it was put on Qiu Mingming's neck, and the burning sensation on the back of her neck gradually subsided. Yun Musheng and Wan Shiwu were pleasantly surprised.
A black shadow suddenly appeared in the air at the entrance of Wuzhen, passing by the soldiers of Yihou Mansion. The next second, blood flowed out from Wanshiwu's mouth uncontrollably.
"Lord Wan!"
Everyone followed Yun Musheng's screams and saw the last dove thrust straight into Wan Shiwu's heart from behind.
