"What did you say?" Pan Zhen didn't believe that Kun's words were true at all, how could Zhang Yao die? He is no longer an ordinary person, he has seven swords and knows witchcraft, and even himself is probably no match for him today.

Qian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his voice was a little hoarse: "Maybe his body is next to Wu Yingtian." ”

"No way, no way!" Zhen suddenly lost his mind, he wanted to see people alive and dead to see corpses, he didn't believe what anyone said.

Turning around and walking briskly to the rock wall, he looked at the distance, and was about to jump over. Ding Xiaorou suddenly stretched out her hand to block him: "Don't look at it, Zhang Yao hopes you don't be impulsive." ”

"Zhang Yao here?" Zhen looked at Xiaorou in confusion.

Without a trace of expression, she nodded lightly: "The body is gone, his soul is protected by the solid soul spirit, and I will let him stay with me from now on." ”

"Fart! Zhang Yao is not your own! I saved his life, and you want to take his soul and tell you, impossible! Zhen has completely gone crazy: "Zhang Yao! Listen, I won't let you die like this, there must be a way, there must be a way"

He didn't listen to anyone's dissuasion, Zhang Yao stood next to him and was anxious but couldn't do anything. What can only the soul do? Wandering endlessly, watching relatives and friends cry for themselves and feel sorry for themselves, this is also a very painful thing.

"Xiaorou, help Zhen and Dongyang, my heart hurts." He said and touched his transparent body with his hand, oh~~ It turns out that he has no heart, but why is it still so uncomfortable.

Xiaorou raised her hand. A black miasma of smoke shrouded all around, forming a phantom bridge above the abyss.

She walked up alone, towards the central stone pillar. The other four followed. Kun was amazed by the ability of the demon spirit, and after breaking the soul, he came here to easily destroy the blue fire monster just now, the Tianshen Ding has already started, is there anything else in this world that can stop her? Kun was full of melancholy.

Everyone gathered together, squatting on the ground to check Zhang Yao's body, Dongyang always hugged him tightly, for fear of being snatched away by others.

"Give him to me, I have a way."

Hear Zhen say that. Dongyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his head to look at him: "Really? Are you telling the truth? ”

"Hmm!" Zhen was resolute because he had already thought about it. No matter what method is used, Zhang Yao will not be allowed to leave.

He slowly turned the body over and pulled the arrows off his back one by one. The beautiful plum blossom has long been full of holes, which is the scar left by Zhang Yao who once saved his life.

Zhenheng hugged Zhang Yao's body, and Dongyang followed behind. Let's leave everyone's sight.

They're really crazy. Zhang Yao looked at the figure that was gradually moving away, and sighed helplessly.

Ding Xiaorou and Wu Yingtian stood at each other, and war seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

"I've got everything I want, are you ready?" Xiaorou dragged the Tianshen Ding in her hand, and took out the other items in the backpack behind her, leaving only a part of the glass lamp and the red and white mountain stones, and all four things were sent to her.

The blue flames in the ding burned vividly, and Zhang Yao's soul walked next to Xiaorou.

"You once said that the world of Moro was created only to imprison Wu Yingtian's soul. Is it true? ”

Xiaorou stared into his eyes for a long time

"It's not. I will imprison all the descendants of the Witch Clan, this is Tuya's wish. I live with her hatred, and only I can understand her pain, so I will fulfill those long-cherished wishes for her. ”

"Don't do that, what will happen to the world if tens of thousands of witch people disappear? What will happen to this country? Zhang Yao was determined to prevent this from happening: "Demon Spirit, have you ever thought about what will happen to you once you complete your revenge?" ”

was asked by him like this, Xiaorou was also stunned for a moment: "Me? ”

"Yes, it's you, because the source of your energy is hatred, and without a purpose, it will perish."

"I'll disappear" It seems that she has never thought about such a question, will she choose to give up for herself?

Everyone is waiting for her decision, because it is a matter of countless lives.

"If I'm gone, you will be happy, Ding Xiaorou will wake up, although you have been different from her, but she has been free."

"Let it go, don't fulfill Tuya's wish again, then you can exist, and I will always be with you." Zhang Yao looked at those blue eyes affectionately, he knew who he loved, as long as she was willing, what about eternal life and eternity floating in this world.

"Even if we don't take away the souls of all the witch people, I can't let him go." Saying that, Ding Xiaorou pointed to Wu Yingtian.

"Humph! Want to move me? Zhang Yao is dead, no one can use the Seven Sects Sword anymore, what else are you going to use to hurt me! After speaking, Wu Yingtian summoned a thunder group and gradually grew stronger in his hands.

Qian, Kun, and Lidu are all far away.

At this moment, blue light was released from the tripod in Xiaorou's hand, and the dungeon also trembled, and the mechanism was opened again. Zhang Yao tilted his head and looked into the air, not knowing what kind of trap it would be.

The rain of arrows just now has already killed itself, and I hope that everyone's strength can block this attack.

The stone pillar began to tremble slightly, could it be that it was about to collapse? Now that he only has his soul left, he should be considered the safest of these people, but also the most useless.

All the pillars around shook and suddenly began to fall vertically one after the other, disappearing faster and faster.

The one where everyone stayed also fell suddenly, as if it was an elevator out of control, and due to inertia, everyone floated.

The howling wind blew across his face, and his hair was brought up. Zhang Yao squatted on the ground with Xiaorou's body in his arms, for fear that he would be blown away.

After descending for a while, he finally began to slow down, and at this moment Zhang Yao opened his eyes and looked around.

The stone pillars under his feet have been tightly attached to the ground, and it is difficult to see the original size. There is no end in sight in the wide space, and when you look up, it is even more boundless.

"Where is this?" He turned around and asked Xiaorou.

"It should be the place where King Wen's coffin is placed." She looked around, too. Everyone recovered from the sudden change and looked at their surroundings.

Wu Yingtian took advantage of the chaos just now and ran into the darkness, Xiaorou was not busy chasing after her, she walked to Qian's side and put all the elements together, and recited the Moro mystery in her mouth, although Zhang Yao couldn't understand it, she guessed that it should be the words he wrote on the wall of the hotel.

Xiaorou began to put the collected things in the tripod one by one, and each time she put one, the blue fire would change color. After all the gold, wood, water, fire, and earth were gathered together, the white fire began to burn in the ding.

Zhang Yao has seen many colors of fire, red, blue, purple but he has never seen white fire, no one can say what kind of feeling it is, this world can always bring surprise.

Now that he has become a spirit that has jumped out of reincarnation, although his friends can no longer see him, he can become a guardian, and sneak to Zhen's side or Dongyang's side to watch when he is fine. (To be continued.) )