"The soul can't come back?"

Bai Ze's eyes showed a thoughtful look, he had lived in seclusion in Yunwu Mountain all these years, but he had heard Madame Hong say such legends.

Because Madame Red herself is a female ghost with three thousand years of Taoism!

According to Madame Red.

In a large-scale battlefield, when the number of soldiers killed in battle reaches a certain scale, the iron-blooded evil qi and the resentment of the dead in the battlefield will merge together and condense into the bloody spirit realm, binding the souls of the dead in battle.

If there is no extradition of practitioners, they will always be trapped there, unable to return home, and unable to be reincarnated.

However, the iron-blooded evil qi of the battlefield is harmful to cultivators, so most cultivators are reluctant to do such a thankless task.

Many ancient battlefields, even after many years, still make people feel eerie, and when they get close, they will send chills down their spines, because those dead souls have been bound there and have never been able to get rid of them.

"Uncle Bai, you know what's going on, right?"

Teng Yuxiu's eyes showed a look of hope, and she looked at her uncle expectantly.

"Well, his soul is bound by the battlefield, and I can intervene and extradite him back." Bai Ze said.

"This ...... Is there a risk? ”

Teng Yuxiu asked a little nervously, her husband was dead, and she didn't want her uncle to be in danger.

"Hehe, it may be very risky for others, but for me...... But it's a no-brainer. ”

Bai Ze shook his head indifferently.

……

In the easternmost part of the territory of the Toho Kingdom, there is a thousand miles of yellow sand.

This was originally a buffer zone between the Great Yin Kingdom and the Dongting Kingdom, but it became a battlefield for a decisive battle, and the two countries fought here!

This battle was fought extremely fiercely.

The 600,000 troops of the Great Yin Kingdom were wiped out here, and although the Dongting Kingdom was victorious, it was also a tragic victory, and it also lost 400,000 soldiers and horses here.

A real million corpses.

The blood stained most of the desert red, and when the sun came out, the blood fused in the sand and gravel steamed out, as if a blood-colored fog was rising, dyeing the sky red, which was particularly scary to look at from afar.

And in this seemingly empty desert, there is actually another world hidden, a world that belongs to the dead.

Bloody Spirits!

It's always dusk here, and the remnant sun is like blood, dyeing the entire desert orange-red, and there is wolf smoke floating straight up to the sky, connecting with the golden glow in the sky, magnificent and desolate.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river!

"Ho-ho, uh-ah......"

"Save Me ......"

"Go home, I'm going home......"

Under the yellow sand, there were bursts of hoarse and frustrating voices, as if the throat of a terminally ill person was blocked by thick phlegm, and a strange wail was made.

If you look closely, there are arms and faceless faces, sticking out from under the yellow sand, like someone struggling in the mud.

Yellow sand is like the sea.

And in this boundless sea, there are also a few "reefs", that is, sand dunes that rise and fall.

At the top of one of the sand dunes sat a lone figure, his head bowed with a sword in his right hand, his bright red cloak hunting behind him.

He is...... Zhong has no tears!

"In the past, I went back, the willows are still around, now I think about it, the rain and snow are ......"

There seemed to be a low, mournful ballad coming from his mouth with his head bowed, floating above the boundless yellow sand.

A sad mood spreads in this twilight world.

Here, it seems that there is no passage of time, it will always be the same, they are trapped here, they are not born, they are never born, they are never reborn.

He struggled, screamed, and even broke down and cried! In the end, he, like the rest of the ghosts, was desperate and numb, as if reduced to a walking corpse, sitting motionless, humming a lifeless ballad.

"Yuxiu, really...... I want to ...... Good bye...... On the one hand......"

A deep voice came out of his mouth in fits and starts, as if he had spoken the last words before he became a puppet.

This was his last obsession.

When this obsession dissipated, he would slide down the sand dunes like other souls, and the facial features on his face would disappear, like a skeleton struggling and wailing in the endless sea of yellow sand......

"Zhong Wu Tears—"

At this moment, a thunderclap seemed to sound from high in the sky, and a deep and majestic voice called his name.

Swish!

His body trembled slightly, and then, as stiff as a puppet, he slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky.

His expression was numb, his eyes were a little glazed, as if all his spiritual wisdom was about to be worn out by this world, and he was about to fall into a state of confusion.

"Boom!"

I saw that high in the sky, a furry snow-white giant claw pierced through the golden sunset in the sky and fished down from the sky.

It felt like a giant white cat's paw reaching into a fish tank to pick up a small tadpole......

"Whoa!"

The huge claws pierced through the sea of golden clouds, and the nails of the claws still carried wisps of golden clouds, like streamers.

"White ...... Uncle? ”

A little gleam appeared in Zhong Wutear's eyes, and he let out a low cry, and then watched the claws scoop him up.

And when his body broke away from the sand dunes and slowly rose into the air, his eyes quickly focused, as if his sanity was recovering.

Finally, he completely got rid of that state of confusion, he looked up to the sky and begged: "Uncle Bai, they are all poor people, can you take them with you?" ”

Some of the following souls are his comrades, and some are enemies!

But whether it is friend or foe, he hopes to take these people out of the sea of suffering, because he has experienced that kind of despair, so he knows what kind of despair it is, how it will never be recovered.

"It's all here, by the way."

Bai Ze's calm voice sounded, and the next moment, a huge white mouth poked out of the clouds, and then suddenly opened.

"Aang—"

As if to swallow heaven and earth, a terrifying suction force was released from his mouth, forming a huge whirlpool in his mouth, and the countless souls below were like swarms of carp, flying into his mouth in a steady stream.

I don't know how long it took, and the millions of souls in this bloody spirit realm were swallowed by him.

"Let's go."

The huge claws and mouth slowly rose and retracted into the world above Jin Xia.

It was as if the cat's claws of a tadpole were slowly pulled out of the fish tank, and finally pulled out of the water, and then the water rippled, and the water rippled and retracted in circles, and finally recovered as before.

……

In the real world, on the battlefield in the desert.

A big snow-white dog was lying in the sand, with a silver light all around it, and the whistling wind and sand could not get close to it within ten meters.

"Whew!"

The next moment, the light on its body was magnificent, it seemed to be the primordial god returning to its place, and then the light around it quickly converged.

It slowly got up, shook off the dust, and stepped out of the desert where it had already arrived. Here, it is beyond the enveloping scope of the bloody spirit realm, and the revenant souls will no longer be pulled into the twilight world.

"Buzz!"

It spread its claws, and there seemed to be a world in those claws, and in that world, there were millions of souls!

They were originally confused, and even their facial features disappeared, but as they left the Blood Demon Spirit Realm, their facial features slowly recovered, and their eyes gradually appeared with spiritual intelligence, and then they knelt down in front of Bai Ze with tears in their eyes one by one.

"Thank you Daisen for the extradition!"

"Great kindness, never forget!"

"Thank you, Senen!"

Bai Ze smiled indifferently, he just did things casually, and he didn't want these people's gratitude.

"Boom!"

And at this moment, a strange change happened.

I saw that in the sky above the battlefield, countless bloody qi gathered, and in the eyes of the cultivators, it seemed to turn into a blood-colored ocean, the ocean rolled, and the huge waves were monstrous, this terrifying bloody aura could scare countless cultivators to death!

However, Bai Ze did not feel the danger, but had a strange feeling, he felt that this bloody ocean seemed to be ...... Grateful to him??

"I see!"

Suddenly, he had a realization in his heart.

Although this bloody aura was fused with the resentment of the revenant souls under the influence of a certain rule of heaven and earth, and turned into the bloody spirit realm to bind these revenant souls, in essence, it still emanated from these military souls.

Although they are cocooned and self-bound, this bloody aura still belongs to them in essence.

Now, they are grateful to Bai Ze from the bottom of their souls, so this bloody ocean is also affected, and they begin to be grateful to Bai Ze.

"Buzz!"

The bloody ocean was tumbling, and there seemed to be some kind of essence precipitating in it, and in the end, a wisp of blood-colored mist precipitated out and flew towards Bai Ze.