After the concubine appeared, the demon army cheered in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

Lin Qingshui and the others accepted Jiang Xueyang's congratulations, but only the concubine was alone, and after appearing, she directly walked out of the field of vision of the demon army and climbed a hill.

After going up, the concubine pulled out the demon suppression knife and stuck it on the ground, sitting cross-legged.

There was an indescribable sadness in her expression that I could not even speak words of comfort. She sat silently for a long time, and after getting up, she suddenly drew her sword to the sky and read out a poem: "The year before last, the moon branch was cut, and there was no division under the city. Fan Han broke the news, and the dead and grew apart. No one collects the scrap account, and the horse knows the remnant flag. If you want to sacrifice the suspicious king, the end of the world is crying this

Time. ”

This poem is from the Tang Dynasty and is recognized as the saddest war poem throughout history.

If you want to sacrifice the suspicious king, the end of the world is crying at this time.

I don't need to ask how many Demon Dao Revenant Soul disciples have died in the Black Wind Grand Canyon, just by reading this poem from my sister-in-law, I have the answer in my heart.

And when she read the last sentence, she couldn't stop crying.

The gods don't shed tears, the gods of my demon path are not among them, and the god of death in the demon path will cry and cry.

The last thing I could bear to see was that the Demon Dao Revenant Soul disciples died in battle, because they were directly annihilated after death, and even the Soul Banner could not collect their Heroic Soul Will.

Seeing her crying sadly, I leaned over from behind and hugged her into my arms.

"Xie Lan, they are all newly recruited souls, and they are not qualified to participate in the war, but it is I, who forcibly recruited them to participate in the war, and I killed them......" said with a sob.

"It's not your fault that they died for the devil's way." I said.

"Do you know where they go when they die?"

"The ghosts are dead, and they have been destroyed."

"No, they were all absorbed by me, and they are all living in my body now!" The concubine pushed me away and said loudly.

"What?" I asked, surprised.

"Not only them, but also the ghost army of the Yin Mountain Dharma. Xie Lan, I don't want to be a grim reaper......"

When she said this, she was no longer the general of the Demon Dao Breaking Army, and she did not have half a point of the majesty of the god of death, and now she seems to have returned to the Yellow River and become a girl of the Lin family who died with resentment.

"Can you feel their presence?" I asked.

"No, all I can feel is grief, endless grief."

At the time, my sister-in-law and I didn't know about the existence of soul energy, so we didn't know why she was like this.

She said that at first, she was worried that she would not be able to release the full power of death, and was even ready to damage her soul.

At this moment, as if sensing something, those dead souls began to turn into black qi and pour into her body, and from then on, there was a sadness in her heart that could never be resolved.

It was long before I realized that grief is the weight that every god of death must carry, like the conjuring banner in my hallway.

"Xie Lan, let's go back." After a long time, my sister-in-law got up from my arms.

"Okay."

After descending the hill, the concubine turned into an indifferent and dead reaper. Thou shalt not come near, thou shalt not touch, and thou shalt not break it.

As long as there is still a war in the Demon Dao, the concubine will always be the general of the Demon Dao, and the vulnerability of the girl belonging to the Lin family will never be revealed in front of people.

There were no tables, chairs, and beds in the tent, only a roll of animal skins for rest.

It was still early in the morning, so I helped her remove the black and gold skull armor, and then prepared to leave the tent and go to the camp to be on duty.

At that moment, my sister-in-law called out to me.

As soon as I turned around, I was greeted with a cold knife light.

"I almost forgot something very important." My aunt stared at me coldly and said.

"What's the matter?" I was in a cold sweat.

"Murong Yuanrui's matter, do you owe me an explanation?"

"Sister-in-law, I have nothing to do with her. The Tao is not the same, and there can be nothing. I said.

Although I admit that I have an indelible love for Murong Yuanrui, I also know in my heart that there is no result with her.

The marriage line on the Sansheng Stone is invalid against Tianzun, and Murong Yuanrui is only one step away from Tianzun, and I am the same.

Now we don't have the state of mind to swing our sword and cut the love silk, but after we reach Tianzun, it's different. The stronger the ability, the heavier the mission.

"The big war is coming, and I don't want to get entangled in this matter with you. But I want you to remember one sentence, you can only choose one between me and Murong, with me without her. Sister-in-law said.

"I know."

Not only because of the cause and effect of the broken army and the Nine Heavens Xuannu, but the god of death and the god of war are also incompatible.

Out of the tent, I first made a circle around the area. When he came back, he found that Jiang Xueyang's military tent was still lit, so he walked in.

Speaking of the matter of the concubine, Jiang Xueyang did not explain, only vaguely speculated that the concubine may have awakened an extremely powerful power of the god of death.

Although she read through the Dao Collection, the things of the primeval period have been completely wiped out by the Heavenly Dao, and she doesn't know what this power is, whether it is a blessing or a curse for her concubine.

In the end, Jiang Xueyang said that although Daozang did not have a detailed record of the god of death, Yin Si must have known.

"It's a pity that I can't go to Yin Si to ask what happened." I said.

"Why bother asking, the Demon Dao has won the battle of the revenants of the Black Wind Grand Canyon, Yin Si is bound to make a big move, and then we can find the answer from their reactions."

……

The battle of the Black Wind Grand Canyon shocked the Three Realms.

Before the Yin Si Ghost Gate was closed, the former Western ghost emperor stood on the worship platform, hunting with battle flags, ready to go.

Yin Si has never lacked Yin soldiers, even if there is a catastrophe in the Blood Sea Floating Massacre, it can easily recruit 100,000 Yin soldiers.

The judge of the sun patrol appeared at the gate of the Yin and Yang Realm and flew in front of Wang Zhenren.

The judge of the Yang patrol traveled to the two worlds of yin and yang, and he was responsible for investigating the matter of the demon path fighting against the Yin Mountain.

"How's the battle going?" Without waiting for the Judge Xunyang to speak, Wang Zhenren asked with an impatient face.

"Enlighten the real person, the devil has won." The Judge of the Sun Patrol bowed and saluted.

"What?" Wang Zhenren exclaimed in surprise, and then a heavy look of worry appeared on his face. "Real people don't have to worry, the Demon Dao victory is also a miserable victory, judging from the resentment of the revenants coming out of the Black Wind Grand Canyon, the Demon Dao has at least folded into half of the revenant army. The basis for the war between the Demon Dao and Yinshan is the army of 100,000 revenants, and now it has been reduced by half, must

Defeated. Judge Xunyang said.

"You know the! I've never been worried about the army of the demons. ”

"What is the real person worried about?" After being scolded by Wang Zhenren, the judge of the patrol was a little embarrassed. "The Grim Reaper is the inherent god of the primeval underworld, and its power is comparable to that of today's Northern Yin Emperor. What I'm worried about is not how strong the army of demonic souls is, but whether this woman will use the battle of the Black Wind Grand Canyon to awaken the strongest meaning of the god of death.

Wang Zhenren said with a serious expression.

"True person, I don't know what is the strongest meaning of the god of death?" The Judge asked.

"Absorb soul energy and condense the immortal body!"

Soul energy is soul energy.

People die as ghosts, ghosts die as ghosts, and at the moment when the ghosts are extinguished, there will be souls that can be released.

The primeval reaper can draw on this energy to strengthen himself and create immortality.

After attaining the Heavenly Venerable, you can condense the Dao body, and the Dao body is indestructible, and it is only attacked by the power of the law. The immortal body of the god of death is equivalent to the Dao body, and even stronger than the Dao body.

No matter what damage you take, you can quickly repair it with the help of soul energy.

If there is a war, there will definitely be death, and if the physical death escapes from the soul, the death of the soul will release the soul energy. Therefore, in a large-scale battlefield, the generation of soul energy is unavoidable.

And as long as there is soul energy, the Grim Reaper will never die, unless the damage received is far greater than the soul energy absorbed.

This is the most terrifying thing about the immortality of the Grim Reaper, not really immortality.

"Once Lin Jiwen condenses her immortal body, it will be difficult to kill her again. No, I'm going to see the Emperor of Beiyin right now and ask for troops to be sent to the world! Wang Zhenren said.

"Will the Emperor allow Yin Si to send troops now?" Judge Patrol said.

"If you don't send troops now, it's too late to send troops after the Demon Dao wins the battle of Yinshan......

After speaking, Wang Zhenren flew straight to the ghost city of Xudu. He used to be the Ghost Emperor of the West, and he held unknown information about the primeval underworld, and because of this, he knew the horror of death best.

Xudu, Beiyin Palace.

After listening to Wang Zhenren's statement, Zhou Qi, the Great Emperor of Beiyin, his face was gloomy as water.

"Your Majesty, send troops." Wang Zhenren bowed down again and pleaded.

Before Zhou Qi could answer, an extremely powerful divine thought came from the Nine Shadows Pole. Then the voice of the Nine Shadows Empress resounded throughout the hall: "Don't be lonely!" ”