This is her true face!
The Battle Master Hall is a place where iron and blood are intertwined. A beautiful appearance will only be regarded as a "vase" by others, and it is also a symbol of weak nature!
Therefore, she used magic power to change her appearance in order to blend in with her peers.
Time passed by, and her peers who had seen her appearance in the past had all passed away, leaving only two senior brothers, Yu Zhu and Xu Fei.
She fully thought that she and her two senior brothers would realize the great truth together, but things went against her expectations and the two closest to her also left.
The sadness and loneliness that could not be dismissed came over her, and two lines of tears fell from her eyes.
After a while, she wiped the tears from her eyes and began to look at the small cave.
There are several formation flags left on the ground, all of which have exhausted their spiritual power, and around the formation flags, there are the remnants of at least a thousand spiritual stones.
Who spends so much?
Is it to save yourself?
How could an ordinary disciple of the Battle Master Hall take out so many spiritual stones to save someone and then leave with disdain?
Could it be...could it be him...
When Yan Yun's appearance appeared in her mind, she sighed quietly, folded up the man's robe, took the shield in her hand, and rushed towards the keystone hole with a ray of light above her head.
A beautiful red figure flashed out and stood under a clear cave.
But then, she was stunned. She raised her head and looked at the abnormal celestial phenomenon in the sky, like a nine dragon sucking water.
The nearby black and red mist seemed to have been absorbed by something, and it was still unable to satisfy the huge "appetite" and was extending deep into both ends of the cave.
The black and red netherworld energy, like a hemp rope, was tangled together and divided into two parts, with five strands on one side and four strands on the other, gathering towards the other end of the boulder she just flew out of!
The Netherworld Qi was compressed from nine strands into one, forming a huge funnel with a larger top and a smaller bottom.
Probably because the Netherworld Qi is extremely compressed, at the end of the funnel, the red color is burning like a raging flame, and it is extremely violent!
Fairy Qiuyan wanted to find out, but after thinking about it, she took out a set of spare magic weapons from her storage bag and dug a simple cave on the side of the boulder.
She sat cross-legged in the cave to protect the person who caused the vision.
She already knew that if she could save her life, she must have something to do with this person.
The vision lasted for half an hour before it stopped. Immediately, a blood-curdling howl sounded, and the ground was instantly covered with ice.
Fairy Qiuyan looked in shock and saw that the clear sky was covered by thick black clouds. Looking at these black clouds again, they turned out to be the souls of human beings.
These dead souls were in so much pain that they opened their mouths wide and shouted, but could not make any sound.
Is this person practicing evil arts?
Fairy Qiuyan felt terrified, and the two scimitars in her hands suddenly shone brightly!
In the space cave in the belly of the boulder, a new Nether Soul Flag appeared in front of Yan Yun. It was completely black, and the flag was wrapped in a blood-colored mist. It looked a bit illusory, as if it was not an entity.
Yan Yun focused on this flag, with a smile on his lips, and took out another damaged soul flag from the storage bag.
As soon as the two met, the newly-refined Nether Soul Flag, as if seeing extremely delicious food, stretched out an atomized tentacle from the flag and pulled the broken flag in.
After a while, the broken flag was spit out by the new flag, like discarded shoes.
Yan Yun was secretly happy. He took the new flag in his hand and played with it for a moment, then he refined it and made it his own magical weapon.
When he finished the sacrifice, his mind instantly connected with Xinqi.
In the soul flag space, the ghost king emerged from the mist and was looking at his new home with his pair of deep ghost eyes.
Around the Ghost King, souls of the dead were flying in the sky.
It's hard to tell the difference between the new flag and the broken flag, but Yan Yun can intuitively feel that if the new flag is compared to a high-rise building, then the broken flag is a bullpen.
"Master...Master..." The Ghost King suddenly said to Yan Yun in a deep voice.
"Haha, from now on, if you listen to me, I can guarantee that there will be more and more dead souls under your command." Yan Yun said seriously, "However, those you control are all evil people, so..."
The Ghost King hurriedly said: "Master, if you release the dead souls, my soul power will be greatly damaged and I will not be able to obey the master's orders for a long time. Once the master is in danger..."
Yan Yun interrupted: "I have my own opinion!"
The Ghost King originally wanted to persuade Yan Yun, but when he saw that he had no intention of being accommodating, he reluctantly released all the dead souls.
Suddenly, the souls of the dead filled the sky, passing through the shield of the boulders and spreading into the cave.
These dead souls were like exhibits, flying past Yan Yun's eyes one by one.
"It's up to the master to decide who will stay and who will go," the Ghost King said in a loud voice.
"Leave all these evil people behind," Yan Yun pointed out.
These people include Chifeng, Tuoba Lie, monks from Meng Ling Sect, Li Ao and several eunuchs who use the Nether Soul Flag.
"These people are all ordinary people. Let them return to dust and return to earth, and they will be reborn soon!" Yan Yun said again.
The rest include Qiang soldiers and innocent people.
"The Supreme Lord has given an order to transcend your lonely soul...I have ordered you to save everyone, and I have to be rescued. I have been able to save everyone, and I have been able to be reborn." Yan Yun held the Yin Yang Zi Wu Jue and chanted it devoutly.
As the chanting sounds sounded, the souls of the deceased, who were originally black and white in extreme pain and had illusory figures, gradually took on colors, with full voices, faces, and smiles, as if they had come to life.
Feeling the comfort of being greatly liberated, they gave a great gift to Yan Yun, and then turned into a white ball of light and disappeared deep underground.
The Ghost King and Yan Yun had the same mind and put everyone in the Zuo family last.
When Zoe, Zuo Ziang and more than ten people from the Zuo family stood in front of Yan Yun, his eyes were red, and he knelt on the ground and worshiped.
