Under her spell, a strange scene appeared.

I saw the resentful spirits hovering over the Lechuan River, rushing towards the river dance. The yin and death qi floating all over the underworld are also ready to move, roaring uneasily.

Suddenly, in all directions, the clouds and mist were surging and rushing, turning into repeated black shadows, all surging together.

The Netherworld Fire gradually extinguished under the approach of the black shadows, plunging the entire city into darkness, and only the sea of flowers on the other side in the distance still faintly emitted a fiery red light.

The sound of the wailing of the ghosts, the sound of the frightened souls, but in a short moment, it spread to every corner of the underworld.

Just by hearing its sound, you can see how thrilling the scene on the bridge is at this time.

Jiang Wu's hand pinched the seal non-stop, and his ten fingers were slender, like softness. In the night shrouded in black shadows, the white light of her smooth jade arm emerged, like the clouds and moon in the world, shining in the darkness, beautiful as a dream.

When Mo Li saw this scene, his heart tightened, and the steps under his feet seemed to be uncontrollable and subconsciously took a step forward.

But after one step, he reacted again and hurriedly retreated to the same place. He didn't seem to see the wandering spirits of the underworld, the chaos he was in. From beginning to end, he only stared at one place, allowing the ghosts of the underworld to flee in all directions, and there was chaos.

Resentment fled around Jiang Wu's body, struggling to break free from her control, but before she could make a move, those resentments turned into countless black shadows and slammed into her body.

The pain was overwhelming, Jiang Wu didn't seem to expect this kind of change, his body trembled, and his mouth let out a wail that was just like a ghost, like a ghost, eerie and terrifying.

A thick resentment overflowed from Jiang Wu's body with a rotten smell, like the unique corrosive smell of the Lechuan River, and like the fishy smell of dead air......

All kinds of unpleasant smells were like ink, staining Jiang Wu's bright red robes black.

And around her, the dead and yin qi were still gathering.

Suddenly, Jiang Wu's originally closed eyes opened, and a black streamer swept through her eyes. At this moment, the resentful spirits hovering over the Lethe River suddenly burrowed into her body, as fast as an evil spirit, like a wind blowing through, without a trace.

When she blinked again, the light in her eyes was gone, and there were only two small pulsing black objects in place of her eyes.

In the dark fog in the sky, the corners of Jiang Wu's mouth pulled out a condensed smile, and the faint voice was like an ancient god and demon, resounding throughout the underworld lightly and heavily. "This time, I am willing to be reborn. ”

When the words fell, Jiang Wu tapped his feet on the ground and jumped up, his black clothes were like a waterfall splashing ink, and there was no wind to automatic.

"Mo Li, in this life, goodbye. Jiang Wu struck the seal in his hand to his heart, and in an instant, a terrifying scene appeared. The resentment that had previously penetrated into Jiang Wu's body was accompanied by the seal that fell on her body, as if sensing danger, and she had the idea of escaping, struggling to run around in her body, causing her body to distort and deform.

However, Jiang Wu's body seemed to be sealed by something, and no matter how those resentments struggled, it would not help.

Jiang Wu endured the pain from all over his body, closed his eyes, a relieved smile rose at the corner of his mouth, his wrist turned, the spell was withdrawn, and he fell straight towards the surface of the Lechuan River......

"Goodbye......"

Like a vicious beast, the waters of the Lethe River roared in the river, competing to devour Jiang Wu's soul.

After a long time, after the Lechuan River devoured Jiang Wu's soul, the river surface returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Silence......