But the Chixia Daoist didn't pay attention to Bai Yu at all, and instead ran towards the outside of the hall, his expression was sad, like madness, and there was no reason in his eyes!

Bai Yu couldn't help but be stunned, "He's crazy!" Bai Yu stood up, ignoring the morning breeze on the side, and chased after the Chixia Dao people!

Master Ling and the others were far away, and when they saw the Chixia Dao people running out, they didn't dare to step forward!

When Bai Yu chased out of the hall, he saw that the Chixia Daoist had turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the distance.

He didn't stop long, stepped on a flying sword, and chased after the Chixia Daoist.

Everyone in the Ling Mansion, seeing that the two of them had left one after another, Master Ling immediately walked towards the hall!

Soon, everyone in the Ling Mansion saw the sad and motionless morning breeze, and before they could get closer, they felt the aura that had appeared on Ling Yanxue's body.

So, instead of letting them continue to approach the morning wind, Master Ling asked everyone to withdraw, telling them that no one could approach this hall!

When Morrowind opened his eyes, he saw a mountain of bones and a river of blood! Broken knives, swords, spears, halberds, shields, bows and crossbows, and so on, were all scattered all over the battlefield!

"Where is this?" Morrowind was puzzled, he remembered that he had been eroded by the powerful force of sorrow, and in the end he couldn't resist it, and the sea of knowledge collapsed, how could he appear in this strange place now?

There are the bones of countless races lying here, but the only thing missing is the breath of killing, only endless sadness is permeating!

Morrowind felt the countless corpses and bones, exuding that powerful power of sadness, and he couldn't help but look up into the distance!

Not far away, there was a huge broken mountain, and the morning wind was walking in the direction of the broken mountain, and his feet were on the bones, making a creaking sound, and he already had a guess in his heart.

The morning breeze kept moving forward, and he didn't know how long he had walked, but he finally came to the foot of the broken mountain!

When the morning breeze looked up, the broken mountain was very high, but there was no grass or trees, it was bare, only black-brown soil, as if it had been infected with endless blood!

The morning wind walked towards the broken mountain, and soon he came to the top of the broken mountain, and where he saw it, was a huge deep pit! This deep pit was very large, and the pit was pitch black, and I don't know how deep it was!

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded in Chenfeng's ears, "Someone is finally here!"

Morrowind turned to look and found that at some point, an old man appeared not far away!

The old man had an old face, a rickety body, sallow skin, skinny as wood, sickly, and sat on a small stone.

"Who are you?" asked Morrowind, looking at the old man.

"Me?" The old man's eyes were a little confused, as if he was trying to remember something, and after a long time, he spoke, "I have forgotten who I am, you can call me for the time being, Pathos!"

"Sad spirit?" Morrowind's gaze froze, "You are the spirit of the power of sorrow?"

The sad spirit nodded, "I don't know how long I've been waiting here, and I finally waited for a person who cultivated the Seven Emotions and Six Desires!"

Chenfeng frowned, "Are you waiting for someone who cultivates the Seven Emotions and Six Desires?"

The Sorrowful Spirit nodded, "That's right! Only those who cultivate the Seven Emotions and Six Desires can reach me, and I can successfully occupy his body and reappear in the world!"

Morrowind's eyes froze, "You mean, you want to take away my body?"

"Yes, I've been waiting for countless years to finally get this only chance!"

"Then if you want to take my body, why do you want to keep my self-will?" Morrowind wondered.

Sad Spirit said lightly: "Originally, I planned to wipe out your self-will, but what I didn't expect was that there was a terrifying guy in your dantian!"

"That horrible guy is connected to your heart, once I wipe out your will, that horrible guy will wake up immediately, and in my current state, I can't suppress him at all!"

Morrowind's heart moved, "That terrifying guy? Could it be the true body of the Blood Demon?"

"What do you mean by saying that he will wake up as soon as I am obliterated by you?"

Chenfeng was even more puzzled in his heart, the Blood Demon True Body was condensed by him, and it was considered one of his clones, why would the Sad Spirit say that the Blood Demon True Body would wake up?

When the sad spirit heard this, he said strangely, "Don't you know?

Morrowind couldn't help but be stunned, "Sleepy?"

Morrowind couldn't help but ponder, "Looking at what the sad spirit said, it doesn't look like he's lying, after all, he said that he took away my body, so he wouldn't lie to me about such a thing." ”

Seeing that Morrowind was lost in thought, the sad spirit slowly stood up, "Okay, I'm going to take your body, you can stay here!"

When Chenfeng heard this, his face turned cold, "You want to take away my body, have you done it?"

"Of course it can be done, don't worry! I won't wipe out your self-will for the time being! Do you see the pit behind you?" You will sink in it until you become a part of me!"

It was only then that Morrowind discovered that the power of grief emanating from the endless bones under the broken mountain was converging towards this deep pit!

With a wave of the sad spirit's hand, the morning wind involuntarily fell directly into the deep pit, and he continued to fall in the deep pit, and countless sad forces enveloped him!

Morrowind is very calm, he knows that the only way to get out of the predicament now is "Ruthless Sword Battle", only if he quickly refines the power of grief here, he will have the strength to resist!

"Love and hate the world is prosperous, I am willing to hold the sword angrily and ask the sky! Joy is endless from blood, and sorrow comes from the heart and hatred is deep! The good save the world and become famous, but the evil kill what! I want to be ruthless and fearless, and the avenue of six desires can be honored!"

As the morning breeze read these words, suddenly, he no longer fell down, but floated!

His body glowed, and countless powers of sorrow surged, and the morning breeze opened his mouth to inhale, and the endless power of sorrow was swallowed by him!

The sad spirit stood on the top of the broken mountain, and was just about to leave to take away the body of the morning wind, when suddenly, he sensed that something was wrong, and immediately turned to look into the deep pit!

He was a sad spirit, and all the power of grief was a part of him, and at this time, he felt that part of the power of grief was disappearing.

"Hmph! I'm still resisting!" the sad spirit jumped into the pit and fell down.

Soon, the sad spirit came to the front of Moralwind, and then reached out to grab it at Moralwind!

But before the sad spirit's hand could get close to the morning wind, it was immediately bounced away by an invisible force, "What's going on?"

He is the spirit of the power of sorrow, and all the power of sorrow here is a part of him, in other words, he is an absolute god here!

But at this time, he couldn't get a step closer to Morrowind, "This can't be!" The Sad Spirit began to mobilize the power of endless sorrow and launched an attack on Morrowind!

The Sad Spirit would rather wake up the terrifying guy sleeping in the Morrowind Dantian than let the Morrowind continue to devour the power of sorrow to strengthen his body.