The cold wind in the northern part of the Lingyuan Continent is blowing, and there are many snowflakes, while the southern part of the continent has not yet snowed, but the temperature has also dropped a lot, and the clouds in the sky are thick, and it is difficult to see the sun.

There is a dark forest here, and the forest is like night.

But it has nothing to do with the gloomy weather, because no matter how sunny the weather is, there is no sunlight all day long.

"This hell place... I should have cleaned up this place a long time ago..."A thin old man wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, but he also saw a fine black line on the palm of his left hand, and he then muttered, "There is so much lifeless qi that even I am infected, it seems that you haven't used your full strength to deal with our pawn before." ”

"What is the order of the Punishment Division, it's not that I haven't killed it, how can a mere Punishment Division order satisfy my appetite, I have to leave a court master here, Just." A resentful and somewhat ethereal voice sounded, with a strange timbre, like a crow with a broken throat, and like a wild fox that had swallowed coals, which made people shudder. What spoke was a vague human figure that seemed to be made up of black smoke, not a living person at all, nor a martial spirit, but a ghost.

"Yin Bitter Spring, don't pretend, your remnant soul has been in this forest for three hundred years, do you think I really don't know that you are still alive?" The thin old man's eyes lit up, and he said with a sneer: "You practiced the law of necromancy during your lifetime, mutilated countless people, sacrificed hundreds of souls, and lived with death qi for the rest of your life, turning death qi into power, and at the same time, you also let death qi soak your soul. The Law of Necromancy is contrary to the way of heaven and sacrifices the souls of others, causing those souls to suffer greatly. And when you die, your soul cannot dissipate with the Heavenly Dao, and merge with the surrounding dead qi, so that you can survive in the current ghostly form, but it also makes you suffer all the time... The pain of the soul being sacrificed by the breath of death! ”

Yin Bitter Spring was a necromancer in the southwest of the Calamity Yuan Continent three hundred years ago, who killed hundreds of innocent people, cultivators of various sects in the southwest, and members of the Divine Court, and turned a originally lush mountain forest into a midnight forest that no one dared to set foot in. After being annihilated by the Divine Court and the Southwest Sects, his remnant soul was still alive, hidden in this Midnight Forest, and a month ago, he also severely damaged the Punishment Division and the Nine Elders of the Cloud God Sect.

When most people heard about this, they were terrified that this demon seemed to be immortal and immortal, and that the remnant soul still had such power, which was really terrifying.

But Yin Kuquan himself knows how terrible and crazy the price of such "immortality and immortality" is.

In this world, the soul of a person will naturally dissipate after death, this is the law of heaven and earth defined by the gods, only in very special circumstances, the soul of a strong cultivator can be attached to the spirit and preserved, and the later generations are discovered by the spirit master, and become a martial spirit, and such an opportunity is unique in ten thousand, so the martial spirit between heaven and earth is very rare.

In a very short period of time after death, the necromancer casts a secret method to mobilize the dead qi to forcibly restrain the soul that has left the body, and at this time, the soul will suffer great pain, which is no less painful than the cruel torture of Ling Chi, fire, and oil cooking. Depending on the caster's strength and the strength of the target's soul, the duration ranges from tens of minutes to dozens of hours, and eventually the soul will become a dead soul with no memory and arbitrary drive.

Such an exercise that violates the way of heaven and loses its humanity has naturally become a forbidden technique, and it has been completely eliminated by the Divine Court.

And just as the Lord of the Divine Court said, the hundreds of dead spirits that Yin Bitter Spring had sacrificed in his lifetime were soaked in death qi from the inside out, and when he died, those dead qi eroded his soul by itself, so that his soul did not dissipate, but it also kept him in the pain of the fusion of death qi and soul.

"So you know—" The ghost trembled, the black mist dissipated little by little, a pair of blurred blood-colored eyes revealed an incomparably resentful light, and his voice roared with a sense of tearing: "Three hundred years, such pain, it has lasted for three hundred years!" ”

"This is the retribution you should have for cultivating forbidden arts and refining the souls of others." The court master glanced around, gritted his teeth, and said, "If it weren't for these bastards taking advantage of you to stir up peace in this southwest, I would have to let you, the demon who plagued the world, suffer another thousand years!" ”

Today's midnight forest was not a one-on-one battle between the Red Maple City Divine Court Master and the Yin Bitter Spring, but a melee inserted by multiple forces.

Behind the court master, there was a middle-aged man with a Chinese face, his clothes were torn, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, but his eyes were still fierce.

There was also a young man with a solemn expression, ready to strike at any time with open mind.

These two people are Zhang Qinglin, the elder of the Cloud God Sect who came to seek revenge for his dead son Zhang Fengji, and Diane Jones, the player who fell here on the battlefield in this game.

A little further back, there was the Punishment Officer of Red Maple City, who was stained with blood and was obviously injured.

There was no one else behind him, there were several corpses, among them were the deacon of the Divine Court, the members of the Cloud God Sect, and two other players. These corpses are all horrific and life-stained.

The court master looked at several figures around the Yin Bitter Spring, his eyes full of hatred.

There are three people and one soul over there, and that soul is the pawn who died here three hundred years ago, and has become the strongest necromancer in the Yin Bitter Spring.

The closest to the Yin Bitter Spring is a flower tea with a black rose blooming on a delicate face.

On the other side, there was a young man holding a string of black prayer beads, it was Chen Duxing. His string of hand beads was damaged during the battle in Jiulu City, and cracks appeared, and at this time, this string of prayer beads was scattered with black mist, and it seemed that it had recovered a lot.

The last man was very young and unknown, and none of the people present even knew exactly who he was.

He wears a half-mask, covering his eyebrows, eyes, and the bridge of his nose.

Hua Ming's body was dyed with death, since Su Zhengxing's death, she and the Divine Court have been in an endless relationship, and she hid here to help the Yin Bitter Spring, which is also a mutual use, and the court master is also very aware of this.

Among the Skywalkers, some people are on the side of the Divine Court, and some people are on the opposite side of the Divine Court, and the lord of this court naturally knows it, not to mention that the string of black prayer beads in the hand of the guy named Chen Duxing is obviously polished from the Netherstone Stone, this kid is also a demon who uses death qi, but it seems that he has not yet cultivated the method of necromancy.

But where did this young-looking boy come from? Even the court master didn't know, but judging from the signs he had just made a move, the court master saw a few points, the first is that this kid is a cultivator in the realm of heavenly change, although this kind of cultivation is nothing in his eyes, but he is less than twenty years old to have such a realm, which can only be described as rare in the world. Second, he would use the Cloud God Sect's exercises. Third, he made several shots, all of which were deliberately aimed at the disciples of the Cloud God Sect, and it can be seen that he wanted to kill Zhang Qinglin several times, and he must have a grudge against the Cloud God Sect. Finally, this kid can even mobilize death when he makes a move.

The court master also guessed that the murder of several young disciples of the Cloud God Sect before was very likely to be committed by this person.

"So many demons and monsters who like to use this poisonous and dead qi have gathered together." The Lord of the Divine Court said awe-inspiringly: "If you are not killed, how many unjust souls will have died in vain in this world?" ”

Hua Ming sneered and mocked: "You know that the soul of the predecessor of the Yin Bitter Spring is not gone, and you didn't come to kill him in order to torture him, so how many innocent people have strayed into the forest and died in the past three hundred years, do you know?" ”

The Lord of the Divine Court said coldly, "That's the sin you have suffered. ”

"That's right, that's our sin." The dark pupils of Hua Ming's left eye stared at the court master: "That's also your dereliction of duty." ”

"As long as you kill all of you today, you can return this southwest to a clean place." The court lord was not moved in the slightest, his breath was released, and the robe on his body began to move without wind, and he continued to say proudly: "Today I will beat you to the ground, to pay tribute to those who died in vain. ”

"What a big breath!" Yin Bitter Spring Yin screamed, the dead air within hundreds of meters around him heard the call, and suddenly frantically surged towards him, those smoke-like dead qi even converged into streams, quickly blending into the ghosts of the Yin Bitter Spring, his body rose by three points, and more importantly, it was condensed several times, and the strange voice was even more harsh: "I want your soul to stay here forever, like me, eternal life and eternal suffering, no peace!" ”

The court master didn't talk to him, raised his hand to see that the spiritual power skyrocketed, and a cyan illusory dragon shadow appeared in front of his eyes, and the yin soul of the previous generation of the pawn was the first to kill, and the court master just made a move of his arm, and the dragon's tail instantly condensed, and suddenly swayed, sweeping the wind.

The remnant soul of the Torture Division, who was full of dead qi and had enough strength to be extremely powerful, couldn't resist this blow at all, and was directly dispersed the body composed of dead qi. And those escaping dead qi poured into Yin Bitter Spring's body again.

At this time, Yin Kuquan's body was already as solid as an ordinary person, he was completely black, his eyes were blood-red, he let out a ghostly hiss, and stretched out his hands to tear directly at the dragon.

"Dragons and demons!" The court master shouted angrily, and the dragon crashed into the Yin Bitter Spring.

The lifeless condensed body of the Yin Bitter Spring was smashed to pieces, but in an instant, it turned into countless bats and pounced on the Divine Court Master!

On the other side, Hua Ming raised her hand, and a black rose bloomed in her palm, pointing to the punishment officer.

Chen Duxing threw out the string of black prayer beads, which turned into a black mandala in the air, and attacked Diane Jones.

The young man wearing the mask also suddenly made a move, calling out a sword-wielding martial spirit and rushing towards Zhang Qinglin with him, Zhang Qinglin shouted angrily and met him blatantly, but he didn't know when a condensed illusory figure appeared behind him...

...

"Hahaha... The guy who is not ashamed..."Yin Kuquan laughed presumptuously, the laughter was terrifying, he looked at the Divine Court Master who had been cut off from breath and was lying on the ground in front of him, and said viciously: "If I were still alive, I would be able to refine you into my strongest necromancy, and I would be able to let you experience what kind of pain I have suffered in the past three hundred years!" ”

His solid body had become much more illusory, which meant that the strength he had accumulated over the past three hundred years of suffering and hardship had almost been exhausted, and even the dead qi conceived in this piece of Midnight Forest had been consumed in this battle, and there was not a single necromancer in front of him. But the final result was to finally kill a Divine Court Master.

Defeating a Lord of the Divine Court with the power of a remnant soul is an incomparably terrifying achievement.

Here, Hua Ming, Chen Duxing and Li Angelica all rested separately, and they all defeated their respective opponents, but they were also injured.

Yin Kuquan glanced at them, thought for a moment, and then said, "We have all avenged our respective grudges, I think... Our partnership can also come to an end. ”

Hua Ming stood up, nodded slightly, and then glanced at Chen Duxing.

Chen Duxing's eyes condensed slightly, thought for a moment, and then nodded.

Here, Li Angelica also noticed something, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In my opinion, you better get out of the woods first." In the blood-colored eyes of Yin Bitter Spring, he was a little vigilant.

"Senpai." Hua Ming said, "You've had a miserable time all these years, right? ”

"Huh?" Yin Bitter Spring is not good.

Chen Duxing said indifferently: "Once you get acquainted, we'll help you get free." ”

Yin Bitter Spring was suddenly startled, and his lifeless qi was rolling, and he was about to turn into smoke and leave.

But a black rose bloomed at his feet, a string of black hand beads floated above his head, and a glossy and turquoise Yunling jade hung in front of his eyes.

"You're doing this to me!" Yin Kuquan screamed bitterly, but the dead qi on his body was frantically pulled and devoured.

Along with the death qi, there is also the soul of the Yin Bitter Spring, and the power contained in it.

The black rose mark on Hua Ming's face became more and more agile, and the dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss.

The cracks on the black rosary had been completely restored, becoming more rounded and shiny.

The inconspicuous black spot in the world's best Yunling jade had quietly turned into a snowflake-like pattern at this time.

Yin Kuquan didn't expect that he would end up like this.

He was unwilling, he was angry, he was crazy, he was afraid.

In the end, it suddenly calmed down.

Because he realized that all these three hundred years had been wrapped in his unspeakable pain, as if... It's finally coming to an end.

It turns out that the feeling of being scattered is nothing more than that.