"Look, it's Xiao Qi!"

On the shore of Qinghu Lake, all the disciples were full of sorrow and heavy hearts, and at this moment, Lin Xiaoyuan sensed the fluctuation of his breath, suddenly raised his head, pointed to the spiritual light gathered by the stars in the void, and said in surprise.

"Senior sister, what are you talking about?'s Xiao Qi?!"

Everyone was shocked, and they were all a little incredulous when they heard the words, and after confirming it, they were overjoyed, and between looking at each other, everyone's eyes showed a touch of joy.

Among the fellow brothers present, if you want to say that you have been with Xiao Qi for the longest time and have the deepest feelings, it must be Bi Bufan, at this time when he heard such news, he was suddenly a little excited, he suppressed the excitement in his heart, and looked forward to it: "Senior sister, so to speak, Master's method against the sky has really succeeded? Will Xiao Qi come back to life?"

Hearing this, everyone breathed a breath, and quieted down in an instant, all waiting for Lin Xiaoyuan's answer, because there was only the senior sister in the field, who had inherited the corresponding ghost path mastery of Broken Sorrow, and was the most proficient in it.

The latter did not answer as everyone thought, but frowned lightly, and hesitated a little, until Bi Bufan asked for the second time, then he sighed, shook his head, and said with uncertainty: "Conjuring spirits against the sky is not as simple as you think." ”

"Senior Brother Xiao Qi has been extinguished, his soul is scattered, and what we see now is just his breath and divine thoughts scattered in heaven and earth, and after listening to the call of the qin, he was gathered again by the power of the soul song. ”

"This kind of anti-heaven method is tantamount to tampering with the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, throughout the ages, I have almost never heard of anyone who can succeed, whether Xiao Qi can condense the Yuan Shen because of this, I don't know. ”

Hearing this, all the disciples frowned and were speechless for a long time, and just when everyone felt that the situation was not optimistic, Wu Yue suddenly spoke: "No, someone has succeeded." ”

"Who?"

"Will leave!" Wu Yue said in a deep voice. When he said this name, there was still a look of jealousy and hatred in his eyes, and it was obvious that the pain of being almost taken away by others had not been forgotten with the passage of time.

"Will leave?!"

Everyone present, except for Lin Xiaoyuan and Situ Ling, whose delicate bodies trembled and became silent, the rest of them heard this name for the first time, racking their brains, without a trace of impression, and they all seemed a little dazed.

Even Dong Fangmiao, who is the master of Tongtian Pavilion and the daughter of Lady Yueyue, is unheard of when she has seen and heard and is familiar with all directions, and she can't help frowning: "Who is Jiangli? Is it also the former powerhouse of my Xuantian Sect?"

Wu Yue was stunned, shook his head with a wry smile, and immediately briefly explained to everyone the identity of the next general, as well as what happened to them at the bottom of the Moyun Stream in the past, and the reason why he was later taken captive and entered the ancient tomb Xiaoqian, and fought with the ancient corpse king.

During this period, the sound of gasping and cold air continued to blow, Xu Tong's slightly pale little face was even more frightened, clutching the hem of Jiang Yunfei's clothes, his knuckles were white, and he refused to let go, while the rest of the people were amazed, their faces also changed several times, and they finally figured out the origin of Jiangli's identity.

And in this regard, in addition to being horrified, everyone was also keenly aware that Jiang Li had been extinguished as early as in ancient times, but through various means and secret methods, he really re-condensed the Yuan Shen, and almost took Wu Yue away and returned to Zhongtian.

Since this ancient corpse king, who has been dead for tens of millions of years, can reunite with the primordial gods, then Xiao Qi, who has just fallen and has not yet dispersed his breath, doesn't he also have great hope that he can be resurrected?

This is undoubtedly a happy event, thinking of this, everyone's tense heartstrings are slightly relaxed, no matter what, at least Master's method against the heavens has finally worked, allowing them to see hope.

At this time, in the ancient forest of the green mountains that have become scorched earth, the ghosts shuttle, sitting in the void, a song of souls, the sound of the piano is endless, and there are constantly subtle flickering green spiritual lights, like fireflies, summoned from all directions, and are pulled and gathered by a blood jade palace lamp suspended in the void.

I don't know how long it was, but finally, the sound of the piano stopped.

As far as the eye could see, in this hell-shrouded mountain forest, in the heavens and on the ground, countless powerful ghosts and wandering spirits all stopped moving, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and they all knelt down towards the sorrow.

Ten thousand ghosts worship!

And at this moment, he didn't even look at it, his face was cold and majestic, and a gloomy ghostly aura surrounded his body, which became more and more cold, his eyes stared at the void tightly, only to see that the blood jade palace lamp on it bloomed layer by layer, turning forward and backward, and one after another spirit forbidden runes Zhou Tian manifested, releasing blood-colored light.

Those breaths and divine thoughts that diffuse the world and gather are all imprinted by this palace lamp, converged and converged together, the eyes of sorrow flashed, and the magic trick was played, with a soft sound.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, all the lotus flowers on the blood jade palace lamp were in full bloom, and a blood-colored divine light went straight to the sky, at this moment, all the breath and spiritual light flew up, and on the top of the palace lamp, in the divine light, a humanoid silhouette was gradually condensed.

"Finally, is it going to be done?"

Broken sorrow and his face were happy, and while urging the power in his body to resist the increasingly terrifying power of the backlash, he was still persevering, spitting out a mouthful of essence blood, accelerating the condensation of the breath on the blood jade palace lamp.

Head, body, limbs, as time passed, a lifelike, vivid figure of Xiao Qi was recondensed, but compared to his previous appearance of four or five years old, now it was directly reduced to a foot high, like a true baby of a cultivator, pocket-sized and exquisite.

A smile gradually appeared on his face, although he was suffering at this moment, the increasingly strong Heavenly Dao backlash, the void of heavenly prohibitions around his body, such as locks, entwined and imprisoned, there were heavenly thunder, karmic fire, wind and fire, glaciers, and even the erosion and destruction of the power of the curse, but it was difficult to stop his determination to save Xiao Qi.

Before the tribulation dissipates, others can't help, otherwise once involved, the power of the tribulation will increase by ten times or even a hundred times, and there is almost no possibility of surviving, even if it is a Nirvana Daojun, he will not dare to take action without permission to help others survive the tribulation.

Therefore, even if he had foreseen it, he still gritted his teeth and insisted on waiting for the last thunderstorm before he came to the rescue, lest the heavens would make up another thunder in frenzy, so he cut it off as soon as possible, and then entered the mountain forest to search.

Although the speed of Xiao Qi's fall and the result of the ashes were unexpected, but fortunately, there was no danger, and he finally re-gathered Xiao Qi's remnants of the divine aura that existed in the world, and it would not be long before his primordial spirit could return from the extinction!

"No !!"

However, in the next moment, the smile on Duan Chou's face froze, and then, a long roar of rage, a boundless rage, Heavenly Killing Intent, suddenly burst out from his body, and a terrifying sword aura swept out, breaking through the sky and the earth, slashing Ling Xiao!

(End of chapter)