In the west of the Mixed Yuan Continent, there is a Death Mountain Range, and in the north of the Death Mountain Range, there is a large canyon, this canyon is called by the cultivation world: the Death Grand Canyon.

Why is it called the Grand Canyon of Death?

Some people think that this canyon is located in the Death Mountains, so it is called the Death Grand Canyon.

In fact, the name of this Grand Canyon of Death comes from a great battle.

That devastating war has been a long, long time since now.

It is rumored that it was at the end of ancient times, and a group of necromancers appeared on the Mixed Yuan Continent, and this group of necromancers plundered cultivators everywhere, and some even attacked ordinary people who were powerless in order to practice necromancer.

The actions of the necromancer angered the eight major sects of the righteous demons, and the eight major sects of the righteous demons sent their masters to strangle those necromancers who were doing mischief on the mainland.

For the strangulation of the eight major sects of the righteous demons, those necromancers are unprecedentedly united, running away when there are many people on the other side, and killing when there are few people.

The last thing a necromancer is afraid of is team battles, and they can constantly summon the undead to help them fight.

It was rumored that there were several powerful necromancers who summoned many very powerful undead men to help them fight.

In that battle, the eight major sects of the Righteous Demon suffered heavy losses, and the True Spirit-level masters all lost dozens of them, and none of the opponents were killed.

The Eight Great Sects of the Righteous Demon were furious, and then sent an even more powerful Hermit Ancestor, and the eight Spirit General-level Ancestors joined forces to fly into the battlefield.

However, what was surprising was that the eight spirit general-level ancestors did not kill those necromancers, and those necromancers had already fled when they got the news.

Necromancers also have unrivaled skills when it comes to escaping, and they can perform necromancy: Shadow of the Dead.

The strength of each necromancer is different, and the distance of the shadow escape is also different, but when it is used to escape, it is not something that anyone can catch up.

As the saying goes, a monk can't run away from the temple.

As the base camp of the necromancer, the Grand Canyon of the Dead has long been explored by the eight major sects of the righteous demons.

It's a force, and basically there will be different factions, and in the necromancer, there are also two factions.

A faction is warlike and likes to hunt cultivators everywhere and slaughter ordinary civilians for blood sacrifices, so as to increase the combat effectiveness of the undead under their command.

The other faction is peace-loving and does not like to fight and kill, and they are dedicated to practicing necromancy in order to take pride in improving their magical cultivation.

But the base camp was besieged, and those necromancers who were dedicated to practicing magic also returned to the base camp to participate in that big battle.

In that devastating war, which lasted for half a year, although the necromancer group was wiped out, the eight major sects of the righteous demons were also seriously damaged.

The Eight Great Sects didn't expect that those necromancers were so powerful that they could resurrect the disciples of the Eight Great Sects who died in battle and help them fight.

In that battle, many disciples of the Eight Great Sects were killed by the resurrected senior brothers, and they died very aggrieved.

After that great war, the Grand Canyon of the Dead was called by everyone in the cultivation world: the Grand Canyon of Death.

The necromancer clan was wiped out, and the Grand Canyon of Death was abandoned, and after so many years of wind and rain, the Grand Canyon of Death has completely changed.

The once palace pavilions have long been turned into a pinch of loess.

In the current Grand Canyon of Death, there are lush forests, and all kinds of small animals appear in the woods one after another, and there are even many magical beasts living in it.

And on this day, the calm Grand Canyon of Death is broken.

At one point, two more figures suddenly appeared in the Grand Canyon of Death.

I saw a beautiful woman in white clothes, holding a young man covered in blood, sad and tearful.

"Brother, it's my sister who is sorry for you, it's my sister who hurt you! It's all my sister's fault, it's all my sister's fault······ ”

"You're gone, sister... Sister·· What should I do?"

"You... You·· Open your eyes·· Open your eyes and see... Look·· Look at my sister, my sister doesn't want to lose her brother!"

"Okay... Good brother, you... You open your eyes... Eye, only·· As long as ·· You... Open your eyes, sister... Just·· No more bullying you, okay·· Okay? Say·· Do you think it's okay?"

"As long as you wake up, my sister will depend on you for everything, okay?"

"You... Do you want to·· Go·· Where·· Play, sister·· I'll take you·· Go·· Where to play, good·· Bad?"

······

The sound of sad crying makes people want to shed tears.

I don't know how long it took, a weak voice came to mind from Su Wushuang's mind: "I'm sorry Wushuang, my injuries are too serious to protect your brother." ”

These two people are the top ten cultivation families, Su Wushuang and Su Wuru sister and brother of the Su family, it was not Mrs. Mo who spoke just now, so who is it?

"Woo... ,Good·· Younger Brother · , don't go·· Good·· No... Okay?"

"Wushuang, mourning. ”

"Woo······ My brother is gone, what should I do?"

"I'm sorry for the Su family, I'm sorry for my father, I'm sorry for my brother, woo woo ······. ”

"You can't be resurrected from death, but ······. ”

"But what?" Listening to Mrs. Mo's words, Su Wushuang keenly captured something.

"Do you remember what I told you before?" said Mrs. Mo, after a moment's thought.

Su Wushuang shook his head, and then asked with hope, "Do you have any way to save my brother?"

"It's a rescue, it's not a rescue. Mrs. Mo shook her head and said with a wry smile, "Let me tell you about the necromancer first! ”

"Okay, you say, no matter what the cost, I will save my brother, even if there is only the slightest chance, I will save my brother. Su Wushuang's face was serious and serious.

Without arguing with Su Wushuang, he said directly to her: "Before the necromancer was destroyed, the necromancer clan was divided into two factions, one is my faction, we love peace and only focus on studying magic. ”

"Necromancer is actually peace-loving?" Su Wushuang's face was full of disbelief and mockery.

Madam Mo ignored Su Wushuang and continued: "There is also a faction, we call them undead sacrifices, they like to kill, hunt demonic beasts and cultivators, and sacrifice them into necromantic creatures for themselves to drive into battle. ”

"Those undead creatures who have just practiced are not very strong, but once they pass through their blood sacrifice, the strength of those necromantic creatures will increase by leaps and bounds. ”

"Because blood sacrifices require a lot of blood, they slaughter civilians, which leads to the destruction of the race. ”

"You mean that with a blood sacrifice, you can resurrect my brother?" asked Su Wushuang's eyes lit up.

"Hey, that's not a resurrection at all, it's just a puppet at best. Mrs. Mo said slightly: "The person who has been 'resurrected', although his appearance will not change, but he has no soul or thought, just a living dead person. ”

"A dead person alive?" Su Wushuang frowned, very conflicted in her heart, her brother was very important to her, she really didn't want her brother to die.

"Save him, I'm going to save him, I'm going to save my brother no matter what. Su Wushuang said to Mrs. Mo with firm eyes.

"Wushuang, I really don't want to lie to you. Mrs. Mo sighed and said.

"What do you mean? Are you lying to me before?"

"I'm not lying to you, I just want you to think clearly. Mrs. Mo said.

"I think very clearly, I want to save my brother, I don't want him to die like this, he is a genius of the Su family, his future is brilliant, he shouldn't just leave. Su Wushuang said excitedly.

"I know, I know, Wushuang, don't get excited, you listen to me first. Mrs. Mo hurriedly persuaded, hoping that Su Wushuang would calm down and not get excited.

"Okay, you say, I'll listen. Su Wushuang calmed down and said to Mrs. Mo.

"This method of blood sacrifice is very evil, he needs a lot of blood, and it also has a lot of damage to the person who is sacrificed by blood. Mrs. Mo seemed to have thought of something, and her voice sounded very depressed.

"Everyone is dead, what harm is there?" Su Wushuang was puzzled, and then said loudly to Mrs. Mo: "Don't you want me to be your disciple? As long as you save my brother, I will worship you as a teacher." ”

"Wushuang, I want to accept you as a disciple, but I don't want you to follow my old path!"

I don't know when, Mrs. Mo's voice was choked: "I once resurrected my beloved with blood sacrifice Dafa, my husband was killed by the enemy, and the pain overwhelmed my reason, and I didn't think clearly, so I used blood sacrifice Dafa to resurrect him regardless of it." ”

Listening to Mrs. Mo's sad words, Su Wushuang felt cold all over his body and his face was like ashes, could it be that his younger brother really couldn't be resurrected?

But when I resurrected him with joy, I found that he had become a thoughtless and unconscious puppet. Mrs. Mo continued in a trembling voice:

"I thought it was because I hadn't experienced a blood sacrifice, so I slaughtered a kingdom for a blood sacrifice, but after the blood sacrifice, my husband became a necromancer who only knew how to kill. ”

"What?slaughter a kingdom?" Su Wushuang was shocked, how could this be done?

"What? Don't you feel like I'm too cruel?" Mrs. Mo choked up with a smile: "Are you unable to do it? Or can't you get over the hurdle in your heart? For the sake of one person, slaughtering so many people, and still can't save him in the end, how sad it is." ”

"Then, what about after that?" Su Wushuang felt that there should be something to follow.

"I don't want my beloved husband to be a necromantic creature who only knows how to kill. ”

Mrs. Mo said bitterly: "I took my husband and returned to my hometown in Wei, and then killed him with my own hands, and extracted my soul and buried my body with him, I really want to be with him." ”

"But what I didn't expect was that it was too late. Mrs. Mo was even more sad, and her choked voice became louder and louder: "I accidentally learned from the Necromancy Lamp that after the dead person is sacrificed by blood, his soul is rejected by reincarnation, and he cannot enter reincarnation, and will dissipate between heaven and earth, and will never exist again." ”

"What, can't enter reincarnation?" Su Wushuang was shocked.

"Yes, I have personally cut off the reincarnation of my beloved, who truly dissipates into nothingness, and is reborn without *rebirth. Mrs. Mo's voice trembled, and she blamed herself.

"Does the reincarnation that the world is talking about really exist?" asked Su Wushuang muttering to himself.

"Existence, matchlessness, I can responsibly tell you that reincarnation has always existed. ”

Mrs. Mo choked up and said, "We necromancers are the closest to reincarnation, and no one in the world can understand reincarnation better than us necromancers. ”

"Why?" asked Su Wushuang curiously.

"Because necromancy is born in the path of reincarnation. Mrs. Mo said a shocking news.

"What? Born in the path of reincarnation?" Su Wushuang was shocked.

"These are too far away from you, don't explore reincarnation if you don't have the strength to do so. ”

Mrs. Mo admonished, and then said solemnly to Su Wushuang: "Wushuang, do you still want to resurrect your brother now?"

"I don'——, I don't know. Su Wushuang said helplessly.

"If it's really for his good, don't hurt him. ”