The withered hands waving in the air began to tremble again. Only his voice, still so loud:

"God in the secret realm, please return the soul of the young lady, I am willing to form an army of ten thousand souls for you to drive!"

With his words, the nine light smokes that appeared in mid-air in turn flew out from the ghostly Yin Spirit Group, slowly approaching the Barbarian Temple, and gradually, merged with the ten light smokes into one.

Faintly, a human form gradually appeared.

At this moment, not only the generals, but even Yamamoto Mingyue couldn't help but tremble, and there was excitement on his face.

The Great Wizard's face began to lose blood again, and his hands trembled even more, and in the blood-colored red light, he opened his mouth and said loudly:

"The soul is formed,

The spirits return to their places.

Spirits into ......"

The word "body" that remained in his throat, and at that moment before it came out, the voice of the great wizard suddenly became mute, and it was only a subtle and low "hissing" sound.

Yamamoto Mingyue and the generals changed their faces at the same time. The red light in the Soul Snatching Array shook violently, and suddenly a loud bang erupted, and the red rays scattered, and countless ghosts suddenly rose into the sky, sinking into the ground of the stone wall one after another, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye. It's just that Yamamoto Mingyue and the generals can take care of so much, and through the chaos, the two of them looked straight at the great wizard.

The old man held his hands in the air, but his head slowly drooped.

The general and Yamamoto Mingyue rushed to the great wizard's side like lightning and held his body, but the great wizard's head still drooped down so slowly but inexorably. It's just that in his mouth, it seems that he is still struggling to say something.

Yamamoto Mingyue and the generals desperately approached the great wizard, but in the already muffled voice, they could only vaguely hear a few intermittent words:

"Hmm...... Shroud ...... Hmm...... Shroud ...... Not...... Want me to ...... Instead of ......"

The voice fell silent, and the old man's head finally hung down on his chest, and there was no more news.

The coldness through the bones, like being in a deep ice prison in the underworld, two wooden men and women, looking at all this in disbelief.

The dissipated red light gradually disappeared, the turbulent river of blood quieted down, and the blood stains that had lost their strength could no longer imprison the blood, and the fresh human blood flowed all over the ground.

The light smoke on the clouds submerged into Ling'er's body like a long whale sucking water, and disappeared into the sky. The wisp of green smoke in the sky actually laughed wildly as if it came to life at this moment, and the laughter was strange and unpredictable, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles!

"Haha, Void, Void Emperor, Void Emperor's world has another pathetic person!" the wisp of green smoke stammered.

"Ah, nothing.... Shen Xuan ...... "The green smoke seemed to be controlled by something, struggling to break free, but after saying this, it was pulled back and disappeared into the sky. With a "coax", the gathered clouds dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

With a gentle shake, accompanied by a crisp ringtone, Ling'er slowly fell, and returned to lying on the cold stone platform, Ling'er's hands were as quiet as ever.

The deathly silence permeated the cold stone chamber for a long time, and there was no sound again......

"Knock, knock, knock......" Only the sound of the heart beating echoed.

General's heart was beating faster and faster, and he saw with his own eyes that the soul condensed by the ten souls drilled into Ling'er's body.

After a long time, the figure was still lying quietly on the stone platform, showing no sign of waking up.

"Alas! failed!" the general sighed and turned away, and no one saw a tear of his fall to the ground.

"Don't be sad, maybe there's a way. Yamamoto Mingyue stretched out a hand and patted the general's shoulder.

"Papa" Just when the general was sad, a moving sound suddenly came from the stone bed.

The general turned around and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

I saw a shadow already sitting on the stone bed, which seemed to be a little strange and a little confused.

"Ling'er!" the general burst into tears, even though a thousand words poured into his mouth, there were only these two words. The general ran over and hugged Yan Ling'er.

"Smack!" A clear sound put Chen Leng on the side of the bed, looking at the pair of cold and good-looking eyes in amazement.

Yamamoto Mingyue's smiling face suddenly froze!

"Dengzi!" shouted angrily, Yan Ling'er's pretty face was frosty. Then she glanced at Yamamoto Mingyue and the generals, and then glanced at the stone room around the week, and said coldly: "Who are you? Where is this? Why are you imprisoning me here?"

Before the general could explain, he saw Yan Ling'er running to the door like a fly.

"Squeak" The door opened, and a group of people outside the door were already waiting outside.

Yan Ling'er plunged into Yan Changfeng's arms and cried, "Dad, why are you here?"

Yan Changfeng burst into tears and cried: "My daughter has come back to life, thank God. After that, he pulled Yan Ling'er out of the Savage Temple, and didn't even say hello.

Everyone followed behind and came to the front of the Savage Temple, and Yan Changfeng pulled Yan Ling'er and flew up to the clouds. Yan Changfeng's voice came from the sky: "Demon Sect Demon, we are destined to meet again!"

The generals couldn't forget Yan Ling'er's strange eyes, and worked hard to wake her up, but in the end, they only forgot the generals and forgot the good years they had together.

Everyone stood outside the temple together, and they couldn't get back for a while.

Yamamoto Mingyue stared at Bai Sheng who was standing next to him at this time, and was whispering to him.

"Are you a zombie?" Yamamoto whispered.

Bai Sheng nodded and said, "So you are the Zombie King?"

Yamamoto Mingyue didn't answer, turned around and said, "You will follow me in the future!"

Maybe this is a contract, a sentence that makes Bai Sheng irrefutable. Bai Sheng said slowly: "Except for you, where is there a place for me in this world?"

Southern Xinjiang, 100,000 mountains.

100,000 mountains, ancient caves to suppress demons.

After the resurrection of the beast god, the scene of the demon suppression ancient cave has been very different from the previous appearance of the black clouds pressing the top and the yin wind whistling, although the sky is still dark, but the black gas gathered at the entrance of the cave has dissipated, and the yin wind that blows out from the ancient cave all year round has also disappeared without a trace.

In addition to the mountains that were still barren, only the stone statue woman standing at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave was still standing there rain or shine. And in front of it, dressed in bright silk clothes, was actually an extremely handsome young man, and it could even be said that he had a hint of charm.

On a face that is fairer than an ordinary woman, with thin eyebrows and eyes, thin lips and pointed jaws, if you look closely, this face is faintly similar to the stone statue woman.

It's just that the temperament of the faces of the two people is completely different!

This young man is the beast god who was resurrected from the ancient cave of demon suppression, and no one could have imagined that the demon that frightened countless people in southern Xinjiang was such a handsome young man.

From the day of his resurrection, for some reason, he did nothing, neither killing nor roaring in ecstasy, but just stood silently in front of the stone statue of the delicate shrine maiden, staring in silence.

A dark shadow flashed, and the lich floated silently from a distance, behind the boy.

"Lord Beast God. ”

The young man remained motionless, did not look back, and said, "How is it?"

The lich stared at his back and said, "The Thirteen Demon Kings have subdued all the remaining barbarians in the 100,000 Great Mountains and obeyed the orders of the Beast God together. ”

The young man's body moved, slowly turned around, and said lightly: "How many clans are left?"

The lich said, "There are only thirty-seven now. In the past 100 years, the dragons in the 100,000 mountains have no leader, and the barbarian tribes have killed each other, and many tribes have been wiped out. ”

The young man smiled coldly, and there was no disappointment on his face, but on the contrary, there was a sense of rebellion that emanated faintly from the depths of his heart, and his gaze was like lightning, and he turned around the black veiled face of the lich.

The lich suddenly felt as if his face had been burned by flames.

"Actually, it should be from the Thirty-Eight Clans," the young man said leisurely, "Isn't there still you, the last descendant of the Black Witch Clan!"

The lich bowed his head, silent.

The young man slowly turned his head, his eyes fell on the face of the stone statue of the Linglong Witch again, stared at it for a long time, and suddenly shouted, "Kuroki." ”

The lich's body shook, and the name seemed to him like a wound carved into his heart, and every time he called, he would be hurt once.

I only heard the young man staring at the Linglong stone statue, and suddenly there was a little more vicissitudes in his tone, and said: "After so many years, in front of Linglong, have you ever regretted it in your heart?"

The lich was silent for a long time before whispering, "Yes." ”

The young man didn't look back, a pair of eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said quietly: "In this world, except for your eldest brother who has become a fierce spirit, only you know the relationship between me and Linglong." Back then, a group of eight of you chased me through thousands of mountains and rivers, and now that I think about it, it seems like it was just yesterday. ”

The body under the black veil of the lich suddenly began to tremble slightly, as if he remembered the past vividly.

It's just that the young man didn't pay attention to the lich's reaction at all, and what he said was not so much to the lich as to the stone statue to whisper to himself, and in his eyes, there was only the stone statue of the delicate witch at the moment.

"You," his voice slowly revealed a bit of sadness, a bit of sadness, and a bit of indignation, "what are you for?"

The statue was speechless and stood silent.

"In your heart, what kind of worldly beings, what destiny creation, are all so important?" The young man's voice suddenly became a little excited, and slowly became louder.

"If you think those are heavier than me, so you want to get rid of me, right?" The expression on the young man's face appeared with a strange and cold smile in it, "But you know what, I don't care at all!"

"What bullshit providence, what beings in the world, what is that?" His expression became more and more poignant, and the strange thing was that although the expression in his eyes was extremely terrifying, his appearance became more and more bewitching and beautiful, almost not like ordinary people.

"You want me to die, just say a word, you know? You know?" he snarled at the stone woman, and then, slowly, his voice fell,

"But why...... You think those things are more important than yourself, more important than your own life......"

Slowly, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the face that had been eroded by countless years of wind and frost and gradually roughened, and brushed the once gentle face in his deep memory!

The cold feeling, without a trace of warmth, slowly came from the palm of the hand.

He opened his arms and hugged him gently, holding the stone statue in his arms, and the young man's expression gradually turned into a strange gentleness. The lich stood behind, silently watching the eerie scene.

"I know that it was the people of the world who harmed you. The young man half-closed his eyes and said softly like a dream, "But where is there the world except for southern Xinjiang? Don't worry, I will let everything come to your funeral, and then I will come to you again......"

"You're waiting for me......"

The low voice quietly fell and finally disappeared. The bewitching boy hugged the cold stone statue, the black-clad lich stood tall, the dark clouds in the sky thundered, and raindrops fell from the sky.

The heavy rain fell in the wind, turning the world into a hazy world, and faintly, the black wood looked at it in a daze, and the raindrops fell on the stone woman's face, and slipped silently—

Like tears!