There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, and can't let go.

There are many kinds of life, but all of them are included in these eight sufferings, no one can be detached, no one can be detached, no one can save themselves, and no one can save them.

These will become people's obsessions, people's obstacles. Obsessed into madness, the heart into the demon barrier, until death, the only way to drink the water of the Lethe River.

Beasts have one less soul than humans, but they are also not free from these eight sufferings. This is especially true for the alien beasts that have opened their minds, especially for the alien beasts that have lived longer.

And the eight ghost fires summoned by Wu Xian, each of them represents a bitterness. When eight flowers gather, eight ghosts will be born. They will obey the will of the witch and eat away the spirits of their enemies.

This is a form of witchcraft recorded in the Lahu Mystica, and it is the next chapter of the Conjuring Voice.

In the Lahu tribe, Wu is not only responsible for communicating with the mountain gods, but also with the spirits of the dead. Those souls who died in the mouths of strange beasts, those souls who died in vain for various reasons, all relied on witches to recall their ancestral land. It is precisely because of this that there is a conjuring sound.

There is another generation of witches, she has a miserable life, before she died, she felt that life is not easy, and she understood the eight hardships of life, which is why she has a charm Senluo.

The witch is not a magician, and has no means of attack, so it wants to leave this witchcraft behind, so that the witch has a little power to protect itself. But she didn't expect that she couldn't understand the eight sufferings of life, and she couldn't learn the charm of Senluo at all; even if she learned the charm of Senluo, the mortal womb of the flesh would be devoured by the charm.

For a long time, this witchcraft has only existed in the records, and no witchcraft has practiced it.

But Wu Xian is different, she has experienced the eight hardships of life, and she is a fox. For thousands of years, she has collected countless remnant souls, constantly strengthening her souls, and she is protected by fox fire, so she will not be attacked by ghosts at all.

The reason why Fox Ping prevented Wu Xian from using the Charm Senluo was only because the eight ghost fires were integrated with Wu Xian's two souls and six spirits.

The fox can be said to be parasitic on the three souls and seven spirits of human beings, and it protects the three souls and seven spirits of human beings from dissipating, but it must draw energy from the three souls and seven spirits.

Therefore, once this witchcraft fails, then Wu Xian's two souls and six spirits will disappear, and it will also lose its autonomous consciousness, and there will be no possibility of reuniting with itself.

At that moment, Hu Ping felt Wu Xian's determination. If she stopped herself, she would really kill herself. Ordinary people can't do it, but Wu Xian, who used to be a witch, definitely has a great possibility. The fox didn't dare to gamble......

What made it even more angry was that Wu Xian had changed his chant. It was obviously the soul that was immortal, but it was temporarily changed by Wu Xian to the fox fire immortal.

In other words, it is also contaminated with cause and effect, and the eight ghost fires also have the attributes of fox fire. Once you lose, it is not only a matter of losing your sense of autonomy, but it may also dissipate.

But it was unwilling! It was clear that it would soon be able to see the body, and it could even feel the distance from the body getting closer and closer.

But if it is not reconciled, what can it do? At this point, the chanting has ended.

The next moment, the eight ghost fires burned even more vigorously. In the Yushui River, there are constantly dots of fluorescence rising, like the nest of milk swallows, adding eight ghost fires. Those are the souls of fish and shrimp that were forcibly absorbed by the colorful deer python and died.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Eight rings came from the ghost fire in succession, and the ghost fire suddenly grew larger, each with the size before the split, and it did not stop.

The yin wind gusted, the ghost whispered like a tide, and from the ghost fire came out a sharp and piercing chirp, without interruption. The darkness that has become between heaven and earth is a cold, lifeless darkness.

Shui Hao and the others looked at the ghost fire floating behind Wu Xian in a daze, and the incredible look in their eyes was even worse.

Colorful deer python at this time. Still staring blankly, his evil aura rolled violently, spilling out of scarlet blood.

"The eight hardships of life shock the mind, the deeper the obsession in the heart, the deeper the fall into. If there is no external intervention, you will be caught in it and will not be able to extricate yourself. Looking at the eight ghost fires that were burning more and more, he said solemnly.

And this is the case with the colorful deer python at this time. Although it has lived for thousands of years, it is not a fierce beast, and its soul is not strong. And it has suddenly undergone great changes, and the hatred in my heart is greater, and the obsession is stronger.

Among the eight sufferings, the first six hardships and those who are determined can still see through them, but the seventh and eighth sufferings are rarely able to see through them. Especially 'can't let go', who can really put it down. ”

Mo Chou opened his mouth quietly, just now he was caught in this misery and couldn't extricate himself.

Speaking of this, everyone stopped talking, and their eyes fell on Wu Xian and the eight ghost fires again.

The eight ghost fires were still growing, and the flow of time was not felt in the darkness. I don't know how long it took, but when the eight ghost fires grew to the size of a baby, they finally stopped.

The ghost qi was tumbling and agitating, and the faces of the eight ghosts gradually turned into human faces, and the facial features on them were clearly visible.

What kind of faces are they? Their faces are hideous, their facial features are tightly twisted together, their fierce eyes are exposed, and they are full of ghostly light, and their mouths are grinning to the extreme, as if they want to grab and devour people.

The faces on each ghost fire are not constant, they are constantly alternating, old and young, male or female, but all of them have a poignant face.

Even Wu Xian was stunned for a moment in his eyes. It was the first time it had used the Ghost Spirit, but no matter how much the ghost fire looked and how big it was, it was far beyond her expectations.

Perhaps even the witch who created this witchcraft did not expect such a situation.

The resentment and hatred that came from time to time on the ghost fire were so violent, especially from the souls in the Yushui River, and the resentment of those who died in vain was even heavier.

Wu Xian even doubted that if she hadn't temporarily changed the chant and added fox fires, she would have been able to control these eight ghost fires.

Wu Xian turned his gaze to the colorful deer python that was still in a sluggish state, and the strange pupils contracted little by little.

"Soul Eater, Soul Eater!" Wu Xian's face was full of fierceness, and he drank in a gloomy voice.

In the darkness, it seemed that there were countless voices laughing and roaring proudly at the same time. The faces on the eight ghost flames suddenly froze, and the dancing flames on them froze for a moment in mid-air.

Just a few breaths, the ghost fire 'bang', the flames rose suddenly, and the face on the ghost fire came alive again, pulling the corners of his mouth weirdly.

The next moment, like greedy beasts, they rushed towards the huge body a few feet away.

Each ghost fire was like a terrible ghost, making a terrible howl, with greed, with longing.

In the roar, the huge pupils of the colorful deer python regained their vigor little by little, but they only had time to reflect the colors of the eight different ghost fires.

Eight clusters of ghost fire seeped into the body of the colorful deer python almost at the same time.

Everyone saw that its expression first froze, and then let out a deafening roar, and its eyes showed a look of horror.

The snake body of the colorful deer python struggled desperately, writhing, trying to get rid of the eight ghost fires.

But the Charm Sen Robben is a soul attack, and the powerful ghosts in the eight ghost fires are also devouring its soul. Unless it can be thrown out with its own soul, it is just in vain.

"Roar!"

The great pain made the colorful deer python can't help but roar, and it is a miserable sound that cannot be described by words. The sound echoed through the empty and dark place, and it was eerie.

Suddenly, the colorful deer python jumped up from the breeding water, and the huge antlers slammed into the shore. It hoped that in doing so, it would alleviate the suffering.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the earthquake trembled. At this time, the impact of the colorful deer python wrapped in evil power was even stronger than before. From time to time, the ears of the people heard the whistling sound of flying sand and rocks piercing the air from the explosion.

As a result, Twilight had to resummon the Starlight Enchantment to protect everyone.

The colorful deer python seemed to have fallen into a frenzy, and it kept hitting the ground, and the sound of explosions was incessant.

But these are all in vain, there are countless evil spirits in the body, constantly gnawing at its soul. The pain from the soul makes the colorful deer python despair.

At this time, it forgot its revenge, forgot its mission here, forgot everything, and only wanted to be freed quickly.

The whistling sound of the colorful deer python gradually began to weaken, and there was a faint sound of smug ghost crying, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, white, eight colors constantly changing in its pupils, and the ghost qi was like weaving on its huge deer head steaming.

On the Hongqiao, Wu Xian's face showed a sneer, and the strange pupils emitted a strange green glow, and there was a bloodthirsty red in this green glow.

The whistling of the colorful deer python became smaller and smaller, and the ghost crying on the contrary became louder and louder. It was the sound of an unknown number of voices twisted together, and it sounded terrifying.

"Roar!"

The colorful deer python seemed to return to the light, and let out a heart-rending roar again, and its huge body shook and fell heavily to the ground as if pushing a mountain and a pillar.

Then, it struggled on the ground a few times, black blood flowing from the corners of its mouth, and finally stopped moving.

Quiet!

There was silence all around!

Shui Hao and the others looked at each other, they didn't expect that Wu Xian actually killed the colorful deer python, and the killing was so thorough.

"Yuetong, grandma helped you recover a little interest first. This beast destroys your tomb and erases the last traces of you in this world. Then I'll let it go. ”

"Grandma will find out the beasts that hurt you one by one, and devour their souls alive, so that they will fall into the dark water and the netherworld forever. ”

A terrible cry was like a cuckoo crying blood, with intense mourning and heartache.

Shui Hao and the three of them only felt that the corners of their eyes were sour, and their hearts were sad. Only Yu and Mo Chou's gaze kept falling on the huge snake body of the colorful deer python, and there was a hint of strangeness in their eyes.

Even though the colorful deer python has fallen, the evil aura on its body has not dissipated, but has been a little restrained.

In the red, its huge snake body continued to dry up little by little.