In a quiet stone city, Wu Gen sat quietly, and from time to time the black sand like mosquitoes and flies shuttled in, light and erratic, bringing the past of those who were born here.

Beside him, all kinds of strange stones, like demons who escaped from hell, opened their teeth and claws, staring hideously at Wu Gan, who was bloodstained on his body, his body was clumped, and he was still trembling.

In the noisy space of the divine souls, black and white figures fluttered in and landed around those scattered divine souls.

It is said that a person's soul is so tattered that this person is certain to die. But these soul flags of the Ji family have their own wonders, although the souls are broken, they are still disconnected from each other, as long as people can bear such suffering, they will not die on the spot.

These black-and-white figures shimmered, and each left in all directions, and the already tattered divine soul was stretched like a filament, which could break at any time.

Little by little, the light of the human figure swept through the soul threads, carefully searching for the differences, trying to find the hidden mark of the evil god.

In the stone city, Wu Gan's hand tightly grasped the stone chicken beside him. The split of the divine soul was already extremely painful, but now it turned into wisps like removing flesh, and the so-called thousands of knives are nothing more than that.

Under the huge pain, Wu Yan howled like a dying old dog, subconsciously cursing the most ugly words in the world, cursing the evil gods who brought him these bad luck.

The Qingwei umbrella can isolate the gaze of the evil god, lest it find out about Wu Gan's actions and play any tricks. Under the huge pain, Wu Yan could no longer grasp the handle of the umbrella, so he had to plunge it into the rooster-shaped stone beside him.

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There was a stormy wave, and his head seemed to have been cut off by an axe over and over again. Under the huge pain, Wu Yan howled, and kept hitting his head against the stone beside him, hoping to knock his head away and pull out the figure in it.

Blood kept flowing down the dry stones, and Wu Gan's head was already blurred with flesh and blood, and the skin was open, revealing the pale yellow bones in it.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Gan, who was in a daze, was almost ready to give up, ready to let Muji quit. I really can't stand it, what about the evil gods, it's a big deal to wait for the cultivation to be high and then think of other methods, why do you need to harm yourself like this.

Suddenly, a figure stopped, and the light on its body was bright. Motoku found a little shadow in an extremely slender soul silk, and the shadow was very faint, like the reflection of a willow leaf in the water, and if you didn't pay attention to it, you would miss it.

As soon as the eye was about to restrain it, the shadow fled like a swimming fish into another cluster of soul silk.

As a result, the black and white figure became restless, constantly shuttling through the soul silk, chasing the shadow.

After chasing for a long time, it was extremely difficult for his eyes to suppress his impatience, and he no longer cared about the safety of Wu Gan's soul, and surrounded this slippery loach-like shadow up and down.

Wu Gen fainted several times in pain, but was awakened by more intense pain. Finally, the black shadow was driven to the edge of the spirit, and the eyes controlled the figure to confront each other.

After a short pause in pain, Wu Yan panted and pulled out the Black Qi Sword, breaking the ring given by Ji Ye with difficulty, and pouring the blood in it on the blade.

According to the method taught by Ji Ye, a trace of his mind was secretly attached to the sword, and a long sword slowly appeared in the soul space, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the looming shadow.

This is the power of the Black Qi Sword,

It can slash the soul, and when the sword passes, the person looks unharmed, but in fact, the soul has been destroyed. It's just that Wu Yan didn't dare to stab the sword without authorization, if he missed a blow and cut his soul in half, then he didn't have to go out.

Feeling the threat posed by the Black Sword, the shadow became agitated again, desperately escaping in the divine soul, trying to escape from the pursuit of the eye.

The two of them turned over the river and the sea in the soul space, and they fought, but it was Wu Gan, and under the huge pain, Wu Gan waved the Black Qi Sword in his hand indiscriminately.

With a bang, the rooster-shaped stone beside him was cut out of a big hole by Wu Gan's sword, and the tall stone fell to one side.

The dust and smoke gradually dissipated, and Wu Yan and Mo Zhibi stood in place, with the expression of Fang Cai still remaining on their faces, like stone statues.

Behind the rooster-shaped stone, there is a lotus-shaped stone platform. On the stone platform, there is a lamp

A bronze oil lamp with a quaint shape. The blue light was silent, and the blue flame hung motionless above the wick like a blue gem.

I don't know how long this lamp has been standing here, and time seems to be covered with layers of dust. At a glance, the vast and distant breath is blowing in the face, as if seeing the time flies, the years are like a shuttle, and the endless time flows here.

Wu Yan slowly rolled his eyes, thinking about what he was doing here. In the light, not only does the body become stiff, but even the mind becomes slow, as if the long river of time has suddenly slowed down.

In his mind, the shadow that came and went also fell silent, and gradually revealed his own essence. It was an eye, one without the whites of the eye, black as ink,

It's like an eye that can devour everything. This is the mark left by the evil god in Wu Gan's mind, with this mark, the evil god can not only "see" the growth of the puppet in his hand, but also the fruits of their growth will also be silently shared by him.

Wu Gen immediately faced the breaking of the realm, after breaking the realm, both the soul and the physical body would have a great leap, he was stingy, and he didn't want others to get the benefits of breaking the realm so plainly. Besides, the side of the couch does not allow others to snore, and anyone who has such a foreign object staring at them all the time will feel uncomfortable.

Think about it, when you enter the cave room with your wife, when you hide in the dark room to count money, and when a few sworn friends secretly discuss how to yin people, isn't it as uncomfortable as eating flies?

Although there are still dead qi in his body, and there are also tenants such as the Heart of Light, they are dead things after all, and they will not make Wu Yan feel like a fish in his throat and a man's back. Therefore, after spending so much effort and suffering so much, Wu Jian just wanted to remove this evil god from his soul.

But the current dilemma is that the Eye of the Evil God has appeared, and the Black Qi Sword has also transformed in the Divine Soul Space, but Wu Jian can't urge the sword to stab his eyes at this time, and now his thoughts are also very difficult, let alone controlling the Black Qi Sword.

In a moment of anxiety, suddenly the thought on his wrist moved slightly. In the soul space, there was a figure walking slowly from a distance, and his body gradually changed, and he could vaguely identify it as a woman.

The woman came to the side of the Hei Qi Sword, took the sword in her hand like picking a leaf, and shook her body to the side of the Eye of the Evil God.

The sword pierced into the black eye, and a sigh came from the noisy spirit space, and the eye became torn apart.

woman

With a flick of his hand, a soft white light flashed, and the fragments of his eyes gradually became invisible.

Wu Yan suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if he had suddenly removed the tumor on his body, and his mind was extremely comfortable. The soul fire rippled again, Wu Yan was a little anxious, he was inconvenient to move at this time, if he was trapped here for a long time, even if he didn't starve to death, he would be consumed by those soul sand little by little.

As if sensing Wu Gan's intentions, the woman's body changed, turning into a veil-like band of light, covering the soul.

With this layer of light, Wu Gen finally resumed his thinking, hurriedly took a Qingwei umbrella to block the light of the oil lamp, and dragged Mu Ji and Mo Zhibi away from the position of the oil lamp.

The two of them and one beast finally regained their freedom, although the ghost wind is still the same, and the soul sand is still constantly impacting their minds, but they can finally leave this place.

Facing the discomfort in their souls, Wu Gen and the others retreated to Fang Cai's banner forest, where Ji Xie was waiting.

Seeing that Wu Gen and the others were fine, several people hurriedly withdrew from the underground palace.

The bronze gate slowly closed again, and peace returned to the four sides. Several people sat on the ground, their faces pale, and their bodies kept shaking as if they did not belong to them, which was a symptom of extreme fatigue.

Some soldiers sent a requiem pill and asked a few people to take it, and it was relieved a little.

Wu Gen closed his eyes slightly, the light band of the divine soul had disappeared, and he reacted at this time, it turned out that he had summoned Wu Yi, and he had cast a trace of his soul power to come here, cut off the eye of the evil god, and sent himself out of the stone city.

Wu Yi left a period of consciousness in Wu Qian's soul, and bluntly said that when he was in Fuyu Mountain, Wu Yong had actually seen the mark of the evil god, but with this mark, he found the evil god again

It was also easier, so I didn't make a move.

However, since Wu Yan has to make up his mind to remove the mark of the evil god, Wu Yi will not deal with Wu

Yong's thoughts, this is where they come to help.

In the hall, Ji Xie looked at Wu Gan, who was being bandaged, with a complicated expression, and after a while, he spoke, "Dudu, but I saw the soul lamp in the stone city."

Wu Yan nodded, "Yes, this lamp is quite domineering, and he was almost detained here and couldn't get out."

"At the beginning, the three generations of ancestors were trapped for ten days and almost starved to death inside, but I didn't expect the governor to be able to get out so quickly, he is really talented." Ji Xie's expression was emotional, and his eyes were very different when he looked at Wu Gan, "If the Governor can enter the underground palace a few more times, I'm afraid it will be of great benefit to my future cultivation."

Wu Yan sighed, how could he have cultivated here for such a long time, this time the battle in Bailing Province is over, and the dreadnought army has to settle for a period of time, and take a good look at Liangsha Mountain.

Out of the Xiangtang, Ji Ye and Murong Yuqiang, who had received the news, were already waiting here, seeing Wu Gan's somewhat sluggish expression, they couldn't help but care, "How."

"All the best." Wu Qian handed over the Hei Qi Sword to Ji Ye, and the two slowly walked along the stone road, and the others spontaneously moved away.

"I'm ready to build a sailor." Wu Gen lowered his head, his footsteps were still a little floating, although the ghost wind could refine the spirit, but this time it was really a little too violent.

Ji Ye let out a long sigh, heard what Wu Yan meant, looked at his clothes, and said gloomily, "You are going to leave eventually, but it's a pity that I am going to be chained here. Although the Dreadnought Army has a foothold in Hengmen Port, you still have to be careful of the Hua family, such a large piece of meat is eaten by you

Some people will be dissatisfied."

"I know, so for a while now, the main force of the Dreadnoughts will still stay in Liangsha Mountain." Wu Qian stopped, turned his head to look behind him, and lowered his voice, "Murong Yuqiang is younger after all, it will be better to grind."

"This time, she will stay in Zhaoqin City for a while, not only to keep the spirit according to the rules of the clan, but also to reflect on her past." Himeya sighed slightly.

"I'm leaving." Wu Yan hesitated for a moment and patted Ji Ye's shoulder gently, "Take advantage of the lack of people, and pat the emperor's dragon qi again, and be extravagant." In the future, I am afraid that there will be no such opportunity."

"I won't rest for a few days before leaving."

"No, there are all kinds of things in the mountains, so I have to go back early." Wu Yan stopped, looked at Ji Ye and smiled slightly, "Take care."

"Take care." Ji Ye suddenly felt a little melancholy, maybe in the future, the day when I can be so close like a brother, I'm afraid there will never be another day.

Whether it is Wu Gen or him, after reaching a certain position, they will eventually find that the higher they climb, the farther away they will be from each other.

The shuttle soared into the air, Wu Yan looked at the figure on the ground, waved his hand lightly, goodbye.

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