The withered hands waving in the air began to tremble again. Only his voice was still so loud:

"God in the secret realm, please return the lady's soul. I am willing to form an army with all my souls for you to drive!"

As he said, the nine light smokes that appeared in the air flew out from the group of ghosts and ghosts, slowly approached the wild temple, and gradually merged into one with the ten light smokes.

A human figure gradually appeared in vaguely.

At this moment, not only General Secretary, but even Yamamoto Mingyue couldn't help but tremble and looked excited.

The great wizard's face began at some point, and his blood was gone again, and his hands were trembling even more violently. In the blood-red light, he opened his mouth and said loudly:

"The soul has been completed,

All spirits return to their positions.

Spiritual gods enter…”

The word "body" remaining in his throat was at the moment when it was about to come out, the voice of the great wizard suddenly became hoarse, and what it made was a subtle and low "hiss" sound.

Yamamoto Mingyue and Masashima's face changed drastically. The red light in the Soul-Slaying Fiery Array shook violently, and suddenly a loud noise erupted. The red light scattered, and countless ghosts suddenly soared into the sky, sank into the stone wall, disappearing without a trace in a blink of an eye. However, Yamamoto Mingyue and Masashima didn't care about that much. Through the chaotic image, they looked straight at the great wizard.

The old man raised his hands in the air, but his head slowly hanged down.

Jiangsun and Yamamoto Akitsuki rushed to the side of the great wizard like lightning and held his body. However, the great wizard's head still sags down so slowly but unstoppablely. However, in his mouth, it seemed as if he was still struggling to say something.

Yamamoto Akitsuki and Masamon tried desperately to get close to the great wizard. In the already vague voice, they could only vaguely hear a few intermittent words:

"Um...Void Realm...Um...Void Realm...Um...I want me... to replace..."

The voice gradually became quiet and silent, and the old man's head finally hung on his chest, and there was no news again.

The bone-thundering coldness was like being in a deep ice prison in the underworld, two wooden men and women were staring at all incredible.

The dissipated red light gradually disappeared, the surging river of blood quieted down, and the blood marks that had lost their strength could no longer confine the blood, and the fresh human blood flowed all over the ground.

The light smoke from the clouds penetrated into Ling'er's body like a long whale sucking water, disappearing into the sky. The wisp of blue smoke in the sky was laughing wildly as if it came alive. The laughter was strange and unpredictable, and the sound spread over a hundred miles!

"Haha, Xu, Xu Emperor, Xu Emperor has another sad person in the world!" The wisp of green smoke said stutteringly.

"Ah, Xu... Shenxu..." The green smoke seemed to be controlled by something, struggling to break free, but after saying this, he was pulled back and disappeared into the sky. With a "coaxing" sound, the gathering clouds disappeared without a trace.

A gentle shaking, accompanied by a crisp ringtone, Ling'er slowly fell down and returned to lying on the ice stone platform. Ling'er's hands were as quiet as before.

The silence like death permeated the ice stone chamber, which lasted for a long time, and there was no sound again...

"Dongdong, dongdong, dongdong..." Only the sound of heartbeat echoing.

Jiangchen's heart was beating faster and faster. He saw with his own eyes the soul condensed by ten souls drilling into Ling'er's body.

After a long time, the figure was still lying quietly on the stone platform, with no sign of waking up.

"Oh! Failed!" The general sighed and turned around, and no one saw a drop of his tears falling on the ground.

"Don't be sad, maybe there is a way." Yamamoto Akitsuki stretched out a hand and patted Masako on the shoulder.

"Pu" was just as the general was sad, and suddenly a moving sound came from the stone bed.

Jiang Chen turned around and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

I saw a beautiful figure sitting upright on the stone bed, as if a little strange and a little confused.

"Ling'er!" The tears flowed like a spring, even though thousands of words came to his mouth, the only two words were there. The emperor rushed over and hugged Yan Ling'er.

"Bang!" A clear sound made Jiang Chen stand by the bed, staring at the cold and beautiful eyes in astonishment.

Yamamoto's smiling face suddenly solidified!

"Dengtu!" With an angry shout, Yan Ling'er's pretty face frosty. Then she glanced at Yamamoto Akimoto and Masashimi, glanced at the stone chamber for a week, and shouted coldly: "Who are you? Where is this? Why do you imprison me here?"

Before the general could explain, he saw Yan Ling'er running to the door like a flying one.

With a creaking sound, the door opened, and everyone outside the door was waiting outside.

Yan Ling'er cried into Yan Changfeng's arms and started to cry: "Dad! Why are you here?"

Yan Changfeng cried and cried, "I'm so grateful that my daughter has come back to life." After that, he pulled Yan Ling'er out of the wild temple without even calling him a greeting.

Before everyone followed behind to the main hall of the Wild Temple, Yan Changfeng pulled Yan Ling'er and flew to the clouds. Yan Changfeng's voice came from the sky: "Demon Sect, we have the fate to see each other again!"

Jiangchen couldn't forget Yan Ling'er's strange eyes, and she woke her up with great effort, but in the end she just forgot Jiangchen and forgot the beautiful years she had been together before.

Everyone stood outside the hall together, and they couldn't get back to the taste.

Yamamoto Akitsuki stared at Bai Sheng who was standing next to him and was whispering to him.

"Are you a zombie?" Yamamoto Akitsuki whispered.

Bai Sheng nodded and said, "So you are the zombie king?"

Yamamoto Akitsuki did not answer, turned around and said, "You can follow me in the future!"

Maybe this is a contract, and a sentence made Bai Sheng irrefutable. Bai Sheng said slowly: "Apart from you, where can I live in this world?"

Southern Xinjiang, 100,000 mountains.

One hundred thousand mountains, the ancient cave of the demon-suppressing demons.

The scene of the ancient cave of Demon Suppression after the resurrection of the Beast God is already very different from the previous black clouds and the whistling wind. Although the sky is still dark, the black air gathered at the entrance of the cave has dissipated, and the cold wind blowing from the ancient cave has disappeared all year round.

Apart from the still deserted mountains, only the stone statue woman standing at the entrance of the Demon-Suppressing Ancient Cave was still standing there without any change of wind and rain. And right in front of it, dressed in bright silk clothes, she looked extremely handsome, and could even be said to be a young man with a hint of charm.

On the fairer face of an ordinary woman, her eyebrows, red eyes, thin lips, pointed jaws, and her face was slightly similar to that of the stone statue.

However, the temperaments of the two people's faces are completely different!

This young man was the beast god who resurrected from the ancient demon-suppressing cave. No one expected that the demon that scared countless people in the southern Xinjiang would be such a handsome boy.

From the day of resurrection, for some reason, he did nothing, neither killing nor roaring ecstasy, but he just stood silently in front of the stone statue of the Lingqing Witch and stared silently.

The black shadow flashed, and the lich floated silently from a distance and came behind the boy.

"Lord God of Beasts."

The boy did not move, and he said, "How is it?"

The lich stared at his back and said, "The Thirteen Demon Kings have subdued all the remaining barbarians in the 100,000 mountains and obeyed the orders of Lord Beast God."

The boy's body moved, slowly turned around, and said lightly: "How many tribes are left in total?"

The Lich said: "Now there are only thirty-seven clans. In the past hundred years, there have been no leader in the 100,000 mountains. Most of the barbarians have killed each other, and many clans have been destroyed."

The boy smiled coldly, and there was no disappointment on his face. On the contrary, he felt a rebellious feeling faintly emanating from his deep heart. His eyes were like lightning, and he turned around on the lich's black veiled face.

The lich suddenly felt like he was burned by flames.

"Actually, it should be from the thirty-eight clans," the young man said leisurely, "Isn't there still the last successor of you, the Black Witch clan!"

The lich bowed his head and was speechless.

The boy slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on the face of the Linglong witch's stone statue. He stared at it for a long time and suddenly shouted: "Hei Wood."

The lich's body shook, and the name was as if it was engraved in the deep heart to him. Every time he called, he would hurt him.

I heard the boy staring at Linglong’s stone statue, and suddenly there was a little more vicissitudes in his tone, and he said, “After so many years, have you ever regretted it in front of Linglong?”

The lich was silent and whispered for a long time: "Yes."

The boy didn't look back, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, flowing non-stop, and said quietly: "In this world, except for your brother who has become a fierce spirit, only you know the relationship between me and Linglong. You and eight of you chased me through thousands of mountains and rivers, but now when you think about it, it seems like you were yesterday."

The body under the lich's black veil suddenly began to tremble slightly, as if he was still vivid in his mind.

But the young man did not pay attention to the lich's reaction at all. What he said was not so much about what he said to the lich, but rather about talking to himself at the stone statue. In his eyes, there was only the stone statue of the exquisite witch at this moment.

"You," his voice slowly exuded a bit of sadness, a bit of sadness and anger, "What are you doing for?"

The stone statue stood silently, silently.

"In your heart, are all the people in the world and the destiny of heaven so important?" The young man's voice suddenly became a little excited and gradually became louder.

"If you value those things more than me, so you have to beside me, right?" The boy's face showed a strange and charming cold sneer, "But do you know, I don't care at all!"

"What a shitty will, what is the sentient beings in the world?" His expression became more and more shrill. What's strange is that although the expression of his eyes was extremely terrifying, his appearance became more and more charming and beautiful, almost unlike ordinary people.

"You want me to die, just say one thing, do you know? Do you know?" He roared sternly, and then, slowly, his voice fell down.

"But why... you actually see those things more important than yourself and your own life..."

Slowly, he reached out and gently stroked the face that had gradually become rough after erosion of countless years of wind and frost, brushing through the once gentle face in his deep memory!

The cold feeling, without any warmth, slowly came from the palm of your hand.

He opened his arms and hugged gently, embracing the stone statue in his arms. The boy's expression gradually turned into a strange gentleness. The lich stood behind him and silently stared at the strange scene.

"I know, it was this world's people who harmed you." The young man half closed his eyes and said softly as if he was muttering in his dreams, "But there are people in the world except southern Xinjiang? Don't worry, I will let you bury everything, and then I'll come to find you..."

"You're waiting for me..."

The low voice quietly fell and finally disappeared. The charming boy hugged the cold stone statue, and the lich in black stood up, and the dark clouds in the sky made a thunder, and raindrops fell from the sky.

The heavy rain fell in the wind, making the world hazy. In a vague way, Kuroki looked at it in a daze, and the raindrops fell on the face of the woman in the stone statue, slipping silently—
Chapter completed!