Chapter 630 The Heroic Spirit is Immortal

After hearing Tiannu Ba's words, Qiao Muyue was a little unwilling. She still didn't believe that the soul of a person with a strong personality like Mr. Yuan could be dispersed.

She changed the magic formula in her hand again. The yellow talismans just started to gather back. It was no longer possible to continue looking outside. It was better to search nearby. She felt that there should be some missing places. She wanted to search again.

Not a single stone is left behind in the tree...

There are still five minutes left, and Qiao Muyue will never admit defeat.

At this time, Xiao Ziwu and Taoist Qiuye were nervously watching the yellow talismans flying, but there was nothing they could do.

Xiao Ziwu had already made up his mind. A little moon could not hold him back, so he immediately channeled his luck.

Priest Qiuye sighed and shook his head slightly. Now he can only do his best and obey fate.

It’s not here, it’s not here either… After searching again and again, the power of the incense in the Heluo Diagram has only the last bit left.

Qiao Muyue sighed, is it really gone?

Suddenly, Qiao Muyue looked at the tombstones in front of her, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

At this time, all the shadows under the yellow talisman in mid-air disappeared, the yellow talisman slowly fell to the ground, and the spirit of heaven and earth finally disappeared.

Taoist priest Qiuye stepped forward to comfort him: "Master Qiao, you have tried your best!"

Xiao Ziwu wanted to pick up Qiao Muyue's hand, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Qiao Muyue took a step forward and knelt directly on the ground.

This action shocked everyone.

Taoist priest Qiuye said quickly: "Master Qiao, this is not your fault. You don't have to blame yourself. Don't do this!"

Taoist priest Qiuye thought Qiao Muyue was blaming herself for acting like this, so he stretched out his hand to pull Qiao Muyue up.

But Xiao Ziwu grabbed Taoist Akiba's hand: "Wait a minute..."

Taoist priest Qiuye was stunned for a moment, then looked at Qiao Muyue, only to see Qiao Muyue making hand gestures.

He was refreshed. Did he find it?

After Qiao Muyue performed a few hand gestures, she looked at the tombstones in front of her, and then said in a deep voice: "Junior Qiao Muyue, in order to save Mr. Yuan, please show up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw a faint black air rising from the grave.

The blade-hunting team subconsciously drew out their daggers to protect everyone, because the black energy was similar to the black mist, making them feel in danger.

Priest Qiuye looked at the black energy rising in front of his eyes in shock: "Is this a Yin spirit? They have been dead for so many years, even if they have concerns in their hearts, they should have dissipated. How can the Yin spirit be immortal?"

Death is like a lamp going out. If a person has great resentment or obsession before death, the evil spirit can form into a ghost after death, but it will only last for a period of time and then disappear. These people in front of me have been dead for at least several decades, so they really should

It has long since dissipated.

The black energy rose up from the tomb, and then formed a human-like black energy in mid-air, which made the Blade Hunting Team even more nervous, because it looked really like those evil spirits in the black mist.

Qiao Muyue said in a deep voice: "This is not a Yin spirit, this is a heroic spirit, this is an immortal heroic spirit. They are waiting for their family members to pick them up, waiting for Mr. Yuan to come see them, and waiting for our prosperous age..."

Xiao Ziwu and the members of the Blade Hunting Team all looked at the black mist after hearing this, and then they all performed a military salute.

The black mist trembled slightly when they saw their military salute.

Qiao Muyue looked at the black mist and said again: "Old Yuan's body can't last long. Seniors, please release Old Yuan's soul. I will definitely save him..."

The black mist shook for a while, and then the faint black mist began to fly out from the many black mist, and slowly gathered into a human figure. Judging from the facial features, this was Mr. Yuan's.

Everyone was overjoyed, and Priest Qiuye was in awe. These comrades were still protecting their comrades after death.

Qiao Muyue breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as she saw these tombstones, she thought of a problem. The black snake and the wild tiger were originally coming for Mr. Yuan. Seeing the evil magic that the wild tiger had done to help the tiger, Mr. Yuan's soul must have left.

His handwriting.

But the other party still wants to arrest Old Yuan, which means that the other party has not found Old Yuan's soul. In addition, Qiao Muyue has searched everywhere and there is no Old Yuan's soul, which only means that it has been hidden.

Nowadays, the only things that can be hidden around are these many graves, but she really didn't expect that the heroic spirits of these seniors are immortal and have been silently guarding them.

Qiao Muyue didn't want to think too much at this time. She stood up and stood a little in the void. Mr. Yuan's soul suddenly froze in the air. Then she slowly controlled her soul and started to fly towards Mr. Yuan.

"Uncover the yellow talisman above Mr. Yuan's head!"

Qiao Muyue said that the yellow talisman used to restrain the spirits of heaven and earth just now also covered Elder Yuan's heavenly spirit cap. This was to allow the spirits of heaven and earth to find Elder Yuan's soul, and also to prevent some spirits of heaven and earth from entering Elder Yuan's body with malicious intentions.

Xiao Ziwu stepped forward and uncovered the yellow talisman, and Qiao Muyue pointed at the soul again: "Ashes return to dust, earth returns to earth, and soul returns..."

Upon hearing this, the soul floated towards Mr. Yuan's body, and then slowly penetrated.

Taoist priest Qiuye looked on and breathed a sigh of relief. Just find it. It will be fine if you find it. As long as you have a good rest, your body will recover. If something happens to Mr. Yuan, it will definitely be a loss for everyone.

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Qiao Muyue also breathed a sigh of relief. She turned back to look at the many heroic spirits, and then bowed deeply: "Seniors, you have worked hard for half your life, and this prosperous age will be as you wish. Rest in peace!"

Although heroic spirits are immortal, they still have to rest in their graves. If they persist, then these heroic spirits will be no different from evil spirits and will continue to be tortured.

Xiao Ziwu and the hunting blade team also bowed deeply: "Seniors, please rest assured, we will protect you from now on!"

Priest Qiuye's eyes were burning, and he also bowed his head to everyone.

Those heroic spirits looked at each other, then took a deep look at Xiao Ziwu and the others, then seemed to have made up their minds and began to slowly dissipate.

"Send it to you seniors!"

Qiao Muyue shouted.

Xiao Ziwu and the Hunting Blade team all saluted in unison.

After a while, all the heroic spirits disappeared, and everyone felt sad in their hearts.

At this time, Mr. Yuan's body began to tremble slightly, which was a prelude to waking up.

Just as Qiao Muyue was about to go up to check, she saw Yuan Lao Meng opened his eyes and shouted: "Come on, chop these enemies to death..."

"Kill..."

A shout sounded like a roaring bell, and its momentum soared to the sky.

Qiao Muyue paused, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

After Mr. Yuan shouted, he passed out again.

Priest Qiuye stepped forward to check his pulse, and after a long time he said: "You are fine, just a little weak. Send him to the hospital!"

Xiao Ziwu asked the members of the hunting blade team to send them away quickly. He walked slowly to Qiao Muyue and reached out to take her into his arms.

"It's in the past!"

Qiao Muyue nodded slightly and rubbed Greedy in Xiao Ziwu's arms. She really felt a little uncomfortable, especially seeing those heroic spirits immortal for decades. This feeling was too strong.

"At least they saw this prosperous age!"

Xiao Ziwu comforted.

Qiao Muyue nodded slightly. In fact, the world will be more prosperous in a few decades, and their souls in heaven can rest in peace.
Chapter completed!