"Don't be so nervous, Master Meng, I'm doing this for your own good. ”

A chuckle came from under the mask: "Look at it, if I don't accept this necromancer for you, you will never see her again in your life, as long as the six rivers are reunited, the Netherworld Long Sea Source Plastic, why is it difficult to resurrect a Shang Ying and reshape the spiritual root for her?"

Mencius was not breathing heavily, staring at the blood-red lake in front of him, and said with great difficulty: "In this world...... Where there is any art to resurrect from the dead, you don't want to lie to me. ”

The purple-robed man sighed, and his tall and slender body slowly sank into the lake.

Until the mask was about to be submerged by the bright red lake, his voice full of anticipation resounded throughout the valley:

"Meng Gongzi may wish to think about it carefully, although the successor of the Six Rivers is difficult to find, there are thousands of mortals, and this seat can afford to wait.

The long river of blood in Kongcang Mountain has now fallen into the hands of that little ghost, do you choose to kill people and seize treasures and renew the relationship with Shang Ying, or choose to continue to cultivate the Immortal Dao alone for thousands of years...... This is your own business, Master Meng. ”

Mencius Fei looked at the lake that was gradually clearing and restoring its blue color.

Stunned, out of mind for a long time.

With the departure of the purple-robed man, the matter of Kongcang Mountain has come to an end for the time being.

Bailian Lin Yuan and the others looked at the scattered demon beast corpses all over the mountains with complicated expressions.

The whole earth was dyed red, and the weeds all over the mountains were soaked with red demon blood, and sticky blood beads fell.

This piece of mountain is ten miles in circumference, and it is impossible to find a piece of pure land.

Only in the five meters around Bai Lian and Lin Yuan, there was not half a piece of blood and flesh splashed in.

Brian looked at the figure that had gone through a battle to the death, exhausted, but still stubbornly kneeling in a pool of blood.

His neck was crooked, his knees were on his knees in the bloody mud, and his arms were limp to the ground.

The bright eyes that used to be like the morning sun can no longer find half a minute of light and shadow, and the color of the pupils is no longer dark and bright, but a dead gray color.

The blood-stained robe was still silently sliding down the fine pieces of flesh.

He tilted his head, and his dead gray eyes were filled with deep sorrow in his soul.

He opened his mouth wide and said, 'Ah...... Ah......h

It's like going back to the time when I was abandoned by my parents and brothers when I was a child, helpless and desperate.

Lin Yuan was almost unsteady on his feet, and his eyes were already on the verge of collapse.

Brian came from Lin Guiyuan in front of him with an arrow step, and he was not afraid that he would suddenly burst out and tear him apart like tearing those demon beasts apart.

Trembling slightly, he put his hands on each other's shoulders, his lips lightly opened but he couldn't say a word.

When he turned his gaze to the black line on the broken neck of Lin Guiyuan, he seemed to understand something instantly.

He carefully stretched out his hand to straighten Lin Guiyuan's head, and the long black thread immediately grew a slender willow leaf, which contained an extremely magical new force, seeping into Lin Guiyuan's already dead skin.

After the head was reset, Lin Guiyuan was finally able to say a sentence: "I...... Crime...... Should...... Ten thousand...... Die!"

Bai Lian looked at Lin Guiyuan's pale and bloodstained face, which was helplessly isolated and helpless, and the astringency in his chest suddenly surged.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's not that the sin deserves death, but it can't be said that it has nothing to do with you, since you are guilty, then you should live well to atone for your sins, and the intention of the mountain father to give this thread must be the same." ”

"Mountain Realm...... Mountain ...... Mountain ......"

Lin Guiyuan kept repeating these two words in his mouth, and his dead gray eyes shrank violently.

Even though all the muscles on his face were stiff, through those eyes, Brian also sensed his extremely crazy mood at the moment.

He took out the dull golden black vine, put Lin Guiyuan's scattered blood-stained black hair back into a high ponytail, and pinned the golden black vine between his hair.

The moment the self-styled golden black vine touched the hair on Lin Guiyuan's body, it seemed to respond, emitting a faint golden light.

Just as when he was wrapped in death and darkness in the mountains and forests, the light he saw from the old man was the same.

The dead gray eyes looked at Brian in a daze, and two lines of gray tears flowed from the dry eyes.

Bailian, who has experienced death once, is not difficult to accept Lin Guiyuan's immortal appearance now.

There are three thousand avenues, and as long as the soul, body, and consciousness have both, they can always cultivate a path of their own.

It's Lin Yuan, Lin Guiyuan's appearance now obviously hit her hard, and she followed Bai Lian silently all the way, looking in a trance.

In this way, one fish and two corpses followed the blood-covered road to the upper reaches of the river.

Huang Kang's body was shriveled and hung on the riverbank like a piece of dried bacon.

His eyes were unwillingly wide, and he still held a small silver sword tightly in his hand.

Lin Yuan only felt incredible, the two puppets that the kite and the heavenly tribulation couldn't completely kill actually died like this?

He ...... How did he die?" Lin Yuan squatted down curiously, about to take the sword from his hand.

"Don't touch it!" Bai Lian hurriedly grabbed Lin Yuan's wrist to stop him.

In order to prevent accidents, he took the first step to take down the silver sword in Huang Kang's hand, and said: "This sword, the living can't touch it, Sister Lin Yuan is careful......"

Halfway through his words, Brian's body was shocked, and the right hand holding the silver sword was only instantly deprived of consciousness.

Lin Yuan exclaimed even more in surprise, staring at Bailian's entire arm covered in blood-colored spiderweb-like veins.

The blood-colored silk thread pierced Brian's skin, as if with some kind of breathing rhythm, frantically pouring streams of blood-red fluid into Brian's body.

The blood-red power in the silver sword was extremely majestic and evil, as if it was carried by a bottomless pit, and it was infused into Bailian's body in an endless and endless madness.

What's even more peculiar is that such a majestic power was injected in an instant, and Brian's arm did not change in the slightest, and was still pale and sickly.

It was as if the terrifying power that was intertwined with the breath of countless gods and demons poured into the soul.

Cold, evil, cruel, mad! crazy!

The scarlet eyes flickered with a thousand negative and terrible emotions.

Brian gritted his teeth, knowing in his heart that this must be the power of the long river of blood.

He didn't expect that this little sword didn't directly seal the blood river, but instead crossed half of the power of the river into his body.

Brian only felt that his bones, skin, and even soul were now immersed in the cold Styx River under the Nine Shadows, and the alternative way of washing the marrow and forging the soul simply made him feel painful and annoying.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Yuan looked anxious, and was about to reach out to investigate, but Lin Guiyuan pulled his sleeve: "No...... No...... Touch him, it's ...... Dangerous. ”

It's not just Lin Yuan who is in danger, but also Bailian, and now he can't stand being disturbed by others.