In the illusion, the resentful soul couldn't help Yun Zhi, and Yun Zhi couldn't get out, so the two sides were at a stalemate.

I don't know how long it took, Yunzhi suddenly heard a crisp sound of music in his sleep.

Yun Zhi vaguely recognized that this might be the voice of Gong Hou.

But what Yun Zhi didn't see was that with the sound of this gonghou, this illusion, like a dismantled building, gradually dissipated.

The illusion was established in the National Teacher's Mansion, and the point of contact with the outside world was naturally in the National Teacher's Mansion.

At this time, in the National Teacher's Mansion, Xue covered his chest and prayed silently in his heart.

Ah Chen, I hope the fairy sister can come out safely.

After being released by Rose, Xue found a lot of people and thought of many ways, but there was no way to crack the illusion.

It wasn't until later that she met someone.

The man was still wearing patched clothes, his pants were broken down to his calf, and he was wearing a pair of shabby straw sandals underneath.

Dressed almost identically to the beggars on the street.

But his long hair was neatly tied up high, and his body was also clean, not like a beggar could keep it.

It was the snow that the man took the initiative to find.

Xue can't help it, listen to him.

But as he spoke, he got to the point.

It turns out that in the past, it was often true that the living world was true before crossing people's souls to extradite the river, but after the spiritual energy in the secular world was thin, it gradually became less spiritual than before.

The ghost of a child cannot be extradited.

The soul of a child is more likely to become a ghost, a ghost, or a resentful spirit, so in this way, the worldly definition will be disrupted.

Later, a kind of monster was derived from this secular world, and its name was called the Crossing Demon.

It was a small white spirit, with extremely long limbs and a handful of gonghou.

When it encounters the soul of a child who has died young, it plays the gonghou to appease the soul and open the passage to the extradition river.

When Xue heard this, he suddenly realized.

She had also seen this monster, and she had seen it when she was with her fairy sister outside the imperial capital.

It's just that later, he was killed by the man named Zhong Ying.

Thinking about it this way, the demon may have sensed that there were many children's resentful souls in the Imperial Capital City, so he wanted to go to the Imperial Capital to cross the souls.

"Little girl, I have a relationship with Yunzhi, tell her that my name is Yidudaoren!"

With that, the old man drifted away.

Xue was a novelty to see, and although the old man's steps were slow, after a few steps, he seemed to be far, far away from her.

This must be an immortal who cultivates immortals like the fairy sister.

Snow thought silently.

But thinking back to Zhong Ying who killed the demon and wanted to kill her, and maybe also killed all the innocent monsters in the imperial capital, he felt a pang in his heart: "Ah Chen, this person is really bad! If it weren't for him, the fairy sister wouldn't be in danger!"

After that, Xue hurried to find An Xuanji.

An Xuanji and Zhong Ying heard this, and both of them were silent.

Xue couldn't see what An Xuanji's expression was, but when she saw Zhong Ying's face as if it was going green, she felt a little relieved.

Ah Chen, there is really only a little bit of relief!

Xue thought silently in her heart.

The imperial capital was in chaos three months ago, and Zhong Ying also came to the imperial capital three months ago, the imperial capital has a dead soul that cannot be reincarnated as an an, and the dead soul has killed countless innocent people, and should suffer a heavier punishment!

In the end, it was An Xuanji who flew out of the imperial capital and personally captured a demon to bring about the current situation.

The demon was very timid, and he was very scared when he was caught.

But later I found out that An Xuanji didn't mean to hurt it, there are so many dead souls here, no matter how stupid the little head is, he understands An Xuanji's intentions.

So there is the current situation.

The illusion disintegrated, the resentful spirits had nowhere to stay, and the air around them suddenly cooled.

When they first came out, they were all the same as before they died, with resentment and death, and their faces were full of pain, which could be seen with the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Rao is elderly An Xuanji couldn't help but sigh.

Do evil.

The snow was also scared.

When they died, was it so miserable?

No wonder the resentment is so big.

Under the guidance of the Gong Hou and the demonic power, the souls all quieted down.

Xue raised her head and stared at the Konghou in the demon's hand and looked at it quietly, as if there was a white light emitting.

Konghou's voice is very pleasant, and the demon who is born to play it plays the song of Konghou with a feeling that can make people cry.

Xue saw a faint white light coming from the vicinity of Konghou.

Maybe it's dazzling.

But if Yunzhi was here, he could see the white light devouring patches of dead air.

The children's pained expressions faded away, replaced by serene expressions.

That's the end of it.

That's what everybody thinks.

But in the next moment, the vision suddenly changed, and a black mist visible to the naked eye gathered in the air.

Dai Peng, the boy in red, struggled in this black fog and let out a miserable cry, which made people can't help but be stunned when they hear it.

This is......

Seeing the abnormal changes in the sky, An Xuanji couldn't help but take a step forward, and her spiritual power turned into a blade and hit the black mist.

However, the spiritual power only passed through the black mist, and there was no damage to the black mist.

Dai Peng's voice in the black fog gradually changed from a normal boy's voice to a low and hoarse voice.

It's like, really turned into a demon.

The jewel that had already been purified and had formed a translucent flew towards An Xuanji and the others, and cried in panic: "Master National Teacher! You are the Master of National Teacher! You have great powers, save Dai Peng! He is the smartest and kindest child among us, he will definitely not want to become like this! Please save him!"

An Xuanji frowned, and took out the magic weapon from the storage bag, and after the magic weapon was injected into the master's spiritual power, it quickly attacked towards the black mist.

The black fog has not changed at all.

An Xuanji's heart sank, and she knew that the spiritual power of these monks did not pose any threat to this black mist.

She still glanced at Zhong Ying with hope, this junior who knew the immortal sect might have some way.

But to An Xuanji's disappointment, Zhong Ying, who launched the attack, seemed to have no choice.

They glanced at each other, and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

At this moment, the demon with the gong hou in his arms flew over, it flew up and down back and forth, and made a "chirping" sound in its mouth, as if it was saying something.

But this is a spirit, it does not speak human words, and none of the humans present can understand what it says.

The demon also seemed to understand that they couldn't understand what it was saying, and his eyes were a little disappointed, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

At this time, the black fog seemed to have completely formed, and Dai Peng's roar disappeared at some point.

The persimmon has to pick and pinch softly, as if this black fog also understands this truth, it rolls up the black fog around it, and then hits the most unthreatening snow.

Xue stood in place, already dumbfounded by such a scene, she had always been very timid, and the moment the arrow was attacked by the black mist, her head seemed to be dead.

It was An Xuanji who hugged the snow and put it behind her.

When I got the snow safely, I only felt that my legs were a little weak.

Almost dying.

The black mist slammed into the air, then turned around in the air and struck again.