In an instant, the Soul Swamp was enveloped in the power of death unleashed by the Stygian Feather!

"The spirits of the dead are for me!"

The sound of the ancient beast shook the whole land!

The Grim Reaper unleashed black feathers that covered the sky and the sun, and under the interweaving of those black feathers, the ancient war spirits felt the terrifying power of death, and they all began to riot and struggle!

Thousands of evil spirits gathered here, and those terrifying faces overlapped and intertwined in the air, and those shadows were suppressed under the power of the Stygian Feather like black, wriggling worms, dense and disgusting!

Feng Wuxian had already seen the scene of black clouds crushing the city and covering the sky and the sun when the crow killing appeared, so when he saw the power released by the Stygian Feather at this moment, he knew that the Stygian Feather was going to magnify the move!

In the face of the undead pollution in a large area like the Soul Swamp, the best way is to purify, but as the god of death, there is only one way to "purify" the Stygian Feather - destruction!

The power of death, at the fastest speed, encroaches on this swamp!

Black smoke billowed over the swamp, like a volcano about to erupt—

And those boiling black smoke are the undead who have been crushed by the power of death!

The power of these undead is being devoured by the feathers!

Yaoxi stared intently at the Stygian Feather in the sky, her eyebrows revealing worry.

"He's at his limit. Yaoxi sighed.

"What limit?" Feng Wuxian asked.

Just as he asked this sentence, Feng Wuxian looked up and saw-

In the sky, inadvertently, there was a flash of blood in the eyes of the dark feather!

She couldn't help frowning-such a strange red, Feng Wuxian had also seen it in the eyes of the crow kill, but the current Stygian Feather gave her a different feeling-

For some reason, she felt that the soul power around her seemed to become cold, the wind howled, and the lightning thundered......

The undead are still being devoured by the power of the Feather, but—

Unlike before, even the land, vegetation, and even birds and beasts outside the scope of the Soul Burial Swamp were all absorbed into the darkness that belonged to him!

…… Even living beings began to devour?

Oops!

Feng Wuxian suddenly realized the danger! He also understood what the "limit" Yao Xi had just talked about was!

As the power of death was surging into the Stygian Feather, Stygian's consciousness had begun to be swayed by that terrifying power......

If this continues, I'm afraid that even Feng Wuxian and them will be catalyzed into wisps of black smoke of death by the Stygian Feather!

Yaoxi's eyes were certain, he took a deep breath, and shouted to the sky: "Styx Feather!

However, Stygian Feather was absorbing a large amount of death power, and those powers made him feel an unprecedented release - he was originally an ancient beast, born in the name of death! Absorbing the undead in a region like the Soul Burial Swamp was originally his innate desire!

His eyes were scarlet, and his wings were surrounded by a blood-colored mist that was impossible to see.

He, bowing his head, glanced at Yaoxi—the posture of a god looking down on humans.

Human beings, as far as the ancient beasts are concerned, are pitifully small, and their lifespan is extremely short, like moths to fire, like mayflies in the morning and twilight.

Looking down, it's his instinct!

Styx Feather did not respond to Yaoxi.

Yaoxi clenched her palms and frowned even more......

Feng Wuxian also became nervous!

At this moment, Feng Wuxian suddenly heard the sound of crows killing from the space ancient tower:

"Innocent, can I borrow your eyes and take a look outside?"

- When he first crossed into this world, Feng Wuxie's soul power was low, and both Crow Kill and Xiaobai could sense everything in the outside world directly through Feng Wuxie's consciousness, but then Feng Wuxian realized that this kind of induction would become extremely inconvenient at some point - for example, when Emperor Qianxie was with her, Xiaobai's gossip dragon always wanted to peek...... So Feng Wuxian sealed this induction.

In fact, even so, Crow Kill can also feel the changes in the external environment through Feng Wuxie's spiritual consciousness, but he can't be completely sure, he is now in the ancient tower, and he must also be very concerned about the battle situation.

Feng Wuxian gathered soul power and lifted the seal: "Look at it. ”

Immediately, Feng Wuxie's eyes flashed, and it was Crow Kill who attached his divine sense to Feng Wuxie's body.

Crow Kill looked at the darkness in front of him, and everything that touched his eyes was so familiar......

He looked at his alter self in the Soul Swamp—the one that was gradually engulfed in darkness and death.

Ah, it turns out that when I was on the verge of extinction, I was like this......

Turning his head, he looked at the woman beside him fixedly-Yaoxi.

Yaoxi's eyes were full of unbearability—she felt sorry for her companion who was fighting in the Soul Swamp, even though that companion had run out of power and was about to lose her knowledge.

At that moment, Crow Kill suddenly untied the knot that had trapped him for 10,000 years-

It really can't go on any longer.

In that way, he would return to the beast that was dominated by death, not by death.

That way, he would forget about her, just remember the killing, and everything would be meaningless.

He'd been blaming her all the time - why didn't he let him accompany her to face Na Soul and face that big battle?

He had said that he would always follow her, so why did he seal her in the inextricable magic weapon of the ancient tower, and not let him die with her?

Ten thousand years of lonely sleep, it is better to let him die with her!

But the crow kills now understand—

That's because Yaoxi's calculations are more far-reaching......

She had already guessed that Na Soul would continue to cause trouble in the years to come.

What she wants is that even after 10,000 years, he can still be led by her clone, Feng Wuxie, through the torrent of time, to her side and continue to fight!

He didn't blame Yaoxi anymore.

"Seal the Stygian Feather in the Ancient Tower, and let him continue, he will be more painful than death. ”

This voice came out of Feng Wuxie's mouth.

Feng Wuxie's divine sense was shocked—how could she say such a thing?!

She empathized with the pain of crow killing, how could she let Yaoxi seal?

It wasn't her will!

In a moment, Feng Wuxian understood!

It's a crow kill!

Raven Kill was able to take advantage of the brief moment when she lent her body to him to manipulate her body to say this!

In the past, the crow was trapped by the ancient tower, and this could not be done!

Yaoxi turned her head and looked at Feng Wuxian with a surprised gaze.

"You don't have to feel guilty, you don't have to hesitate, if you want to seal, just do it. And...... Even if you put me in, I can get out again, but it will take a little longer. ”

It's been a long time...... 10,000 years.

Even, Crow Kill no longer uses Feng Wuxie's body as a cover, and directly calls himself "me".

Yaoxi's eyes widened: "Are you ...... Could it be ......" she looked incredulously at another fighting figure in the sky......

"That's right. A black soul light flew out from Feng Wuxie's soul mark, and gradually turned into a looming appearance, it was exactly - the soul consciousness of the crow kill!

This soul consciousness was the result of his 10,000 years of hard work, and only now that he was finally able to get rid of a trace of the power controlled by the ancient tower.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that in the past few years, Feng Wuxian has been killing evil spirits for him to eat and restore the merits of the primordial gods.

Although the form condensed by this trace of soul consciousness is blurred. But Yaoxi could still tell that this was the appearance of the dark feather.

"Stygian Feather, you ......"

"I'm called Raven Kill now. ”

When he said this, Feng Wuxian felt the sourness and excitement in Crow Kill's heart.

There was a little taste in her heart, after all, for her, Crow Killing seemed to have always been her possession, but Feng Wuxian had always understood that she had never been able to surpass Yao Xi's weight in Crow Killing's heart.

At this time, Yaoxi and Crow Kill looked at each other, and Feng Wuxian felt as if he had become an outsider.

In the end, I still have to be happy for Crow Kill, I have worked hard for so long, and finally waited for the moment of reunion.

Feng Wuxian stepped back a bit, leaving the place to them.

The air seemed to be quiet—

Behind the crow killing, death is still surging, the heavens and the earth are still flying sand and rocks, and the evil spirits are still howling and struggling-

But everything seemed to be silent.

All became his set.

His voice was so low that Yaoxi even felt that what she had just heard was an illusion.

But then, the vague figure spoke again:

"You may not know how long I've been looking for you, because for you, I've never left. But I still have to say, master, after 10,000 years, I'm back......"