readx;? As the Great War on Earth was on the horizon, the situation in Xintian was getting worse and worse. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If the clothes of the whole body could not withstand the erosion of the years, they all turned into ashes and were carried away by the gray river, leaving only a lifeless naked body.

The once healthy complexion was now a faint gray, and even the dark and thick hair had turned a dull gray.

Up and down the body, there are no more full muscles, strong internal organs, and surging blood......

Everything went down in disarray.

Even the Ash Tree, the last frontier of Xintian, did not escape the impregnation of death.

The gray of the entire soul tree was much thicker, making the soul tree look a little weird, and there were extremely slight cracks all over it, and even the only two leaves seemed to crack a little.

In the Gray Sea of Xintian, the two drops of Dead Soul Water had swelled to a diameter of nearly 100 meters, and the billowing dead qi continued to erupt from it in a visible state.

Fortunately, at this time, the gray river water particles from the outside world finally stopped pouring in, and the volume of the two huge dead soul water ash balls finally stopped growing.

Every time he follows his body's instincts, Xintian reaps great rewards. But this time, the harvest is likely to be death.

The real ashes are gone.

This time, the death qi inhaled by the "willful" of the Dead Soul Water was too much, so much that it had completely broken through Xintian's ability to bear, and if there was no miracle, Xintian would soon enter death.

It turns out that miracles don't happen every day.

Now Xintian's intellect has almost completely dissipated, and only the last shred of survival instinct is still stubbornly struggling.

That instinct to survive is the thirst for soul water.

The soul water, which contains the purest breath of the soul, may be the only turning point for Xintian to solve the deadlock.

After all, the instinct of the body is just instinct, and when absorbing the infinite death qi, it is obvious that he will not know that the Wanhua Origin Treasure Bottle is not carried by Xintian.

If the Wanhua Origin Treasure Vase was there, and there was a large amount of Soul Water, the current result would be completely different.

The death qi on Xintian's body is too heavy, and this death qi is obviously slightly different from the death soul breath of the Dead Soul Domain, this most primitive death qi stripped from the fragments of the dead soul is even more fatal to Xintian as a living soul.

However, there is no if, and Xintian's last stubborn will to survive will soon die completely.

If this last trace of spiritual wisdom is completely extinguished, Xintian may be able to truly transform into a dead soul, but it is no different from being wiped out, because that Xintian no longer has a trace of spiritual wisdom from his previous life, and he will have nothing to do with the previous Xintian.

Whether it is Xia Qingqing, Xiaoyu or aunt, they will all be passers-by with Xintian.

Not far from Xintian, Nalan Feixue still had only one head exposed beyond the huge golden leaf.

Nalan Feixue has already arranged all the soul crystal balls, and as long as she is ready to launch it with all her strength, there is a great hope of breaking through the formation on the golden soul tree and gaining freedom.

But looking at Xintian, who was like a dead corpse, Nalan Feixue did not have a trace of joy in his heart to get out of the sea of suffering.

"No, you can't die!" Nalan Feixue cried out in her heart, "Without you, I would be trapped in this lonely gray river for eternity, enduring the pain of soul sucking every day. I'm going to save you!"

But in order to save Xintian, you must first gain your own free body.

Nalan Feixue's beautiful eyes showed a look of determination, and after taking a deep breath of the extremely pure soul qi on the soul crystal, she detonated the formation with all her strength.

"Boom", a dull and powerful shattering sound sounded faintly, even in the deep gray river, it was difficult to stop.

The 8,000 or so soul crystal balls exploded at the same time, and the vast and surging soul power contained in them completely exploded in an instant, shattering the already somewhat damaged soul locking array on the golden soul tree.

On the originally quiet and unusually quiet Golden Soul Tree, one after another strange bright spots burst one after another, as if countless firecrackers were silently exploding.

Feeling that the long-lost power had finally returned to his body, Nalan Feixue breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

It's been 100 years, and the 100 years that have been dark and unbearable to look back on are finally coming to an end.

After the last bright spot on the Golden Soul Tree was shattered, Nalan Feixue finally fully regained her free body.

Before he could even taste the joy of getting out, a bone-eating crisis enveloped Nalan Feixue in all directions.

Nalan Feixue's heart sank.

This is the Dead Soul Domain, and it is the depths of the Gray River where the dead spirit is the heaviest in the Dead Soul Domain, as a complete living soul without any protection measures, it is really not suitable to stay for a long time.

Moreover, without the constraints of the Golden Soul Tree's formation, Nalan Feixue immediately felt the rejection of himself by the Dead Soul Domain, which was the most instinctive rule of the Dead Soul Domain's rejection of the living soul, even if it was as powerful as Nalan Feixue, it was almost powerless to resist.

What's more, at this time, there was a Xintian beside Nalan Feixue who was even more lifeless than Gray River.

Holding a huge golden leaf in his mouth, and then collecting the golden soul tree into his inner world, Nalan Feixue grabbed Xintian's "corpse" and completely disappeared from the gray river together.

......

Living.

The mountains are green and the lake is rippling. Green bamboos and green willows, birds and flowers.

A peaceful atmosphere.

However, the sudden appearance of a group of cavalry in rags and covered in blood completely ruined the atmosphere here.

There are about 100 remnants in this team, and their cultivation is roughly in the middle and late stages of the original nuclear realm, and a few are the primary cultivators of the Qi Sea Realm.

And their mounts are obviously not ordinary horses, these war horses are about two meters tall and three or four meters long, fat and strong, and look unusually tall.

The group seemed to have long been tired of men and horses, and as soon as they entered the valley here, they stopped, and many of the extremely tired cavalry fell directly from their horses, never to get up again, and let the blood on their bodies stain the grass red.

A long-haired man at the head sighed slightly, and then raised his long arms high, signaling everyone to rest in place.

With the approval of the long-haired man, almost all the knights fell from their horses and lay on their backs on the grass, gasping for breath.

A big man covered with sword marks did not immediately fall to the ground after dismounting, but reluctantly walked to the long-haired man's side, panting slightly: "General, we should not have escaped the pursuit yet, is it a little inappropriate to rest here?"

The long-haired man was noncommittal, but asked casually: "Then what do you think?"

"There's a natural valley ahead, so let's go into the hidden part of the valley right away and rest. The big man, covered in sword marks, replied immediately.

"Oh, yes, since you think you should go into the valley at once, then we'll ......," said the bearded man, pausing before continuing, "then we must not go in!"

"Why?!" the big man, covered in sword marks, instinctively retorted, and then his face changed abruptly, and he looked down at his abdomen in shock.

A long sword had completely pierced his lower abdomen, and half a long sword emerged from behind him. The other end of the sword was held in the hands of the long-haired man.

"Why ......" felt a pain to the bone, and the big man covered in sword marks asked the same thing again.

"Because the words of a spy are not credible. The long-haired man said indifferently, and then pulled out his long sword suddenly, allowing the opponent's corpse to fall to the ground.

"You reminded me...... Order, no one is to step into the valley ahead without my permission!" the bearded man ordered loudly as he inserted his bloodied sword back into its scabbard carelessly.

Someone next to the long-haired man immediately shouted a promise, and then several military officers walked briskly and dragged the corpse on the ground to the uninhabited grass.

No one questioned the long-haired man's movements, although many had shocked expressions on their faces.

It can be seen that the long-haired man enjoys this absolute authority in this team of 100 people.

However, the trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop.

A moment later, the faint sound of war horses galloping could be heard in the valley ahead, accompanied by the neighing of extremely lowly demon beasts.

There were obviously a large number of ambushes in the valley ahead, and if this broken squad rushed headlong into it, the consequences would be unpredictable.

All the guards looked at the long-haired man with reverence. Their general's eyes were like torches, and they managed to escape a murder for a while.

In fact, without the wise command of the general, no more than ten soldiers would have escaped here alive.

The long-haired man didn't notice the awe-inspiring gazes of his many subordinates, but furrowed his brows fiercely.

Even if he doesn't enter this valley where there may be heavy ambushes, the enemy can still take the initiative to kill the generals, and with his current defeat of hundreds of remnants, there is no chance of escape at all.

"It's a great fate that we can escape here alive, and we have killed many times as many enemies as me, we are enough!" the long-haired man took a deep breath and said in a loud voice, "Brothers, are you afraid of death?"

Hearing the mortal ending from the general's mouth, the remnants of the hundred or so soldiers suddenly aroused a wave of blood, struggled to sit up from the grass, and roared at the top of their throats: "We are not afraid!"

"To be able to live and die with the general, we are worth it!"

"Kill these sons of bitches!"

......

With the roar of the sergeants, in the valley in the distance, you can already faintly see the galloping demon beasts, as well as the enemy soldiers surging like a black tide.

The soldiers silently got up, mounted their horses, and raised their swords.

Now that death is predetermined, you might as well earn more money on the road.

After only a few breaths, the tide-like demon beasts and demon soldiers were already clearly visible, and some sharp-eyed soldiers could even clearly see the hideous expressions on each other's faces.

But no one will be afraid. It's just a death. This was foreseeable before the oath was made.

However, just as the enemy army was about to rush in, a mutation suddenly occurred.

The green mountains and green bamboos and willows in front of them lost their vitality in an instant, and the green eyes full of vitality were completely replaced by an unspeakable gray defeat, and the whole mountain seemed to have lost its life - everything was instantly turned to dust.

Including the demon soldiers and monsters that came from the hideous.