Chapter 319: Necromantic Primordial Spirit

"Third Senior Brother, please answer me, if you still think of me as your little junior sister. Zheng Xuezhao choked up.

"Hmm. Meng Tuanqing sighed lightly and lowered his head.

Syllable......

A crystal tear, dripping on the icy rock, splashed everywhere.

Zheng Xuezhao closed her beautiful eyes, and her long eyelashes were still flickering tears.

The girl turned around, silent, with an indifferent face, and walked towards the direction of the Sword Cutting Peak descending the mountain with small steps.

Go farther and farther.

Meng Tuanqing sighed, raised his head, closed his eyes, and stood still for a long time.

"Senior brother, Tongqingzong is without you, and Sword Cutting Peak is without you......" Every step Zheng Xuezhao took, a tear flowed down.

"Without the whole world of Senior Brother, does Xiao Zhao's identity still have the meaning of existence?"

The beautiful shadow of the girl shuttled between the mountains and forests of Sword Cutting Peak, and finally she came to the mountain gate of Sword Cutting Peak.

An eight-foot man, with a red face and a long beard, stood in front of the stone gate like a stone statue.

The outer disciples of the Tongqing Sect around them trembled one by one, and they didn't even dare to let out a fart.

After the red-faced man saw Zheng Xuezhao's figure, he immediately strode forward, then knelt down on one knee, and said quietly: "County Lord, the general has worked so hard to find you, you have run too far, you have run a hundred thousand miles, and the general is very worried about you." ”

"Can I go back?" Zheng Xuezhao wiped away tears.

"The Blue Mountain Country is just a small country, who dares to stop us?" said the red-faced man domineeringly.

"And the county lord, you shouldn't cultivate martial arts, this is the hope of the general. It's time for you to go back to the appointment, and this time you can't run away anymore, for the sake of the general. ”

"Don't say it, don't say anything......" Zheng Xuezhao choked up, and the young man who always smiled at her always came to her mind all the time.

Senior brother, goodbye, there will be no more Zheng Xuezhao from now on......

The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

Wangxiang Peak.

The emperor threw himself into Sora Mako's arms and sobbed, and the old man who was more than one hundred and fifty years old, his cloudy eyes were filled with a confused luster.

Far away, there is a misty green mountain, and countless buildings are scattered all over the green mountain, which makes people mistakenly think it is a fairyland outside the world.

Situ Mingxiu was in the palace with carved railings, holding a book in his hand, watching with relish.

After a while, someone came to report: "Miss, someone from the Luo family brought you your message." ”

"Luo family, is it that Luo Jiancheng is deadly and will not change? Hasn't he learned enough lessons?" Situ Mingxiu said coldly. "If you have any message, you can tell me. ”

When the subordinate heard this, he nodded and said, "It was the message brought by Luo Jiancheng, who said that Wang Jin would stay forever on the island of Guluan City and would not come back." ”

Syllable!

Situ Mingxiu's hands couldn't help but tremble, and the books in his hands fell to the ground.

The white and flawless chest is constantly rising and falling.

The torches on the walls flickered with a bewildering firelight, and in the firelight, a huge black shadow flickered.

Situ Mingxiu's beautiful eyes couldn't help flickering, she pursed her lips, stretched out her hand and waved, and the subordinate retreated respectfully.

"Situ Mingxiu, the hope of our Situ family to replace the Li family of the royal family from now on, from today onwards, you can't have the slightest personal relationship with your children, you know?" A majestic voice came from nowhere.

Situ Mingxiu closed his beautiful eyes, bent down and slowly picked up the book that had just fallen on the ground.

......

Wang Jin had a long, long dream, in which he met a young girl, he was reincarnated in the mortal dust continent for more than a year, and met some women, most of whom were national colors and fragrances, but in this long, long dream, she was only accompanied by a young girl from beginning to end.

That is Zheng Xuezhao.

"Senior brother, I'm leaving. Zheng Xuezhao waved at him in the setting sun.

"Where are you going?" Wang Jin asked.

But he found that he could never catch up with Zheng Xuezhao's footsteps, and Zheng Xuezhao was getting farther and farther away from him, and finally only a vague figure remained.

"Xiao Zhao is back!" Wang Jin shouted at the blurred figure.

"Senior brother, goodbye!" Xiao Zhao's voice came from afar.

"Come back Xiao Zhao!" Wang Jin couldn't stop shouting.

"Remember to come to me, without you, Zheng Xuezhao would never be there!" Zheng Xuezhao's voice became farther and farther away.

"Xiao Zhao!" Wang Jin shouted in a panic, and immediately woke up.

But he was suddenly startled, because he found that he could not even shout a little.

Then he was even more surprised, because his body was stiff and he didn't feel anything, and his whole body was numb and uncontrollable, as if his whole body was not his own, and he didn't even feel the breeze blowing on him.

All Wang Jin can retain now is a faint sense of hearing, and a slight vision that he struggles to open his eyes and see.

The next thing that shocked him was when he found him lying in a pile of dead people.

All the corpses, basically dressed in soldier armor.

Is this a battlefield?

How can they all be dead?

Probably visually, at least there are hundreds of thousands of corpses on this battlefield, and the surrounding environment at this time is full of wolf smoke and gunsmoke, but it has calmed down, obviously it has just experienced a brutal war not long ago.

The environment of the battlefield is also very harsh, and there is sand everywhere, but the strong grass growing in the sand makes people feel that there is still life in this world.

At this time, a group of tired soldiers came from a distance, each of whom had wounds on his body more or less.

The cultivation of this group of soldiers was between the third and fifth orders of the Yuan Spirit Realm.

In the Mortal Dust Continent, the bottleneck of the Yuanluo Realm is the most difficult level in a martial artist's life, if he can't break through the sixth order of the Yuanluo Realm before the age of thirty, he will be reduced to a martial artist who is looked down upon by the major forces.

If you don't want to live like an ordinary person in the future, you have to be hired by someone, or become a noble, or become a soldier to fight between life and death, in exchange for cultivation resources to continue cultivating.

"Are all these people dead?" said a few of the soldiers.

"They're all dead, I've checked just now, and no one here is still alive, they're all depressed. ”

"Well, let's dispose of it then. ”

Dispose of it?!Wang Jin panicked when he heard this, what does it mean to dispose of it? Fire or burial or something?

Wang Jin was no longer able to control his body at this time, his body was as fragile as an ordinary person with a serious illness, and it was impossible to resist the flames or bury.

By the way, didn't I jump off the island of Guluan City? Since there are still warriors here, it is still the Mortal Dust Continent.

But why didn't I die, why did I lose my life, what was this place, what happened to my body!

All kinds of questions kept coming to Wang Jin's heart.

After a short time, the soldiers carried the lifeless corpses, including Wang Jin, one by one into the car pulled by the demon beast.

The six-hoofed bullbeast is a kind of tall and powerful demon beast, each six-hoofed bull beast can pull a weight of 3,000 catties, and was domesticated by the warriors of the mortal dust continent tens of thousands of years ago and used as a labor coolie.

At this time, the more than 100,000 corpses in this battlefield filled with gunpowder were being thrown by the logistics soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield one by one onto the six-hoofed oxen and beast carts, and then transported away in batches, and it was said that the corpses would be disposed of.

The war in the mortal continent is cruel, and only those warriors who have no powerful position will choose to be soldiers, so the corpses of soldiers after death are often simply disposed of, and don't think about what epitaph you want to erect, only the kind of treatment that only the officer rank enjoys.

At this time, Wang Jin and countless soldiers were packed in the six-hoofed ox beast cart, I don't know what the fate will be next, his body is now almost shattered, the degree of destruction of the body can't even feel the pain, no matter how he handles the corpse, he is in danger of death.

I jumped off the island of Guluancheng, why didn't I die? Why is my body filled with a thick sense of death now? Wang Jin pondered in the pile of countless corpses.

After the six-hoofed ox and beast cart was pulled for a long time, the sky suddenly began to rain misty, and the light rain fell one after another, gradually turning into a heavy rain. Seeing this, the soldiers who pulled the corpses hurriedly looked for obstacles to temporarily hide from the rain, and as for the corpses that were ready to be disposed of, they were in no mood to care.

The heavy rain washed away the mud on Wang Jin's body, revealing Wang Jin's pale silver skin.

Wang Jin was taken aback when he saw this, it turned out that the power of the "gods" of the "gods" of Guluancheng Island was still affecting his physique.

This rain was very long, and Wang Jin was fortunate that when the heavy rain was about to end, he could finally mobilize a little bit of Yuan Qi power.

As long as he can still use the power of the Yuan Spirit, there is hope for recovery! Wang Jin ignited the idea of survival in his heart, and hurriedly used this trace of the power of the Yuan Spirit to look inside and probe his body.

Suddenly I was shocked into a cold sweat!

The Sirius Primordial Spirit was lifeless, and the Sirius Primordial Spirit, which was dominated by the Blood Elemental Spirit, was now dim, and the countless colored apertures around it were also dim, and each of those color apertures represented a kind of primordial power.

However, there is only one aperture of light, and the color of this aperture is cold blue!

"The power of the necromantic spirit!" Wang Jin was shocked in his heart, his head short-circuited for a while, and after thinking about it hard, it seemed that all kinds of reasons had been sorted out by him.

The first is why he fell and didn't die, because there were two forces that acted on his body to keep him alive. One is because the strong body obtained by cultivating the first level of True Yuan Gong is harder than steel and harder than meteorites, so Wang Jin can still maintain a relatively intact body when he falls from space, although his body injuries are still very serious at this time, and his life is still in danger.

The second is that the power of the destruction and transformation of the "gods" of the island of Guluan City, which caused his current complexion to still show a faint silver light, although this strange power can take everything from the human race, but it also gives the strange people a defensive power that is close to metal, and those strange people who were in the dust tower at the beginning have amazing physical defense, and this power is also protecting Wang Jin's body.

As for why Wang Jin's whole body now looks lifeless and lifeless?

That's because the Sirius Primordial Spirit is in the automatic Savior.

Wang Jin fell from space, although his body could be preserved intact, but because of the heavy impact, the weak organs in his body were close to fragmentation, and only the power of the necromantic spirit could give the warrior a trace of vitality and wisdom when the vitality was about to end.

Perhaps when Wang Jin was on the way to escape from the island of Guluan City to the edge of the big fault, the protective body of the power of the necromantic spirit had been automatically activated at that time, but Wang Jin didn't notice it at that time, no wonder his body was almost eroded by the power of the giant sphere at that time, and he could still maintain his sanity.

Secondly, in order to deal with the power of the "gods" on the island of Guluan City, the Heavenly Wolf Yuan Soul sealed the power of other Yuan Spirits, so that the power of the Necromantic Yuan Spirit covered Wang Jin's whole body.