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Before the sun rose, the theme of this world was "life", but now, it has been replaced by "death".

All the death is silent, and the spiritual power is completely gone, replaced by endless yin energy.

The whole world has turned into a dead world, a huge ghost realm. Even in the Immortal Ancient Period, the Ghost Domain, which existed in opposition to the Three Days Xuan Domain, had never had such a momentum.

When the black covers the whole land, all living beings are dying, whether they are immortals, they are dying under the power of the world.

When Luo Xiaotian and Sinan Daoren entered Qingdu, the world began to become like this. From heaven to earth, subversion begins.

In a city, the Yuanying monk who was preaching on the altar suddenly stopped, his eyes turned, and he looked at the land with nostalgia.

While the people were wondering why the old monk had stopped, some people found that the old monk had returned to the ruins.

There was a panic in the city, and countless people discovered that their cultivation was being siphoned off by this heaven and earth, and they wanted to return it to this heaven and earth. No matter what they did, they couldn't stop the loss of cultivation.

And those mortals who have not cultivated have closed their eyes and can no longer open them. From their corpses, one by one, the ghosts appeared, roaring, and flew towards the sky.

The old monk's corpse did not give birth to a ghost, and he did not want to become a ghost and destroy his body at the last moment. A gust of wind blew, and the old monk's body turned into a pinch of yellow sand and sprinkled on the earth.

Similar things are happening everywhere in the world. In Huangtian City, this place has already become a ghost domain, and there are ghosts wearing dark ghost armor who come out and kill the Yuanying monks who are still stubbornly resisting in this world one by one. And they are immortal, and on the corpses of those exterminated primordial monks, out of the shadows who are wearing the same black ghost armor as them.

Countless living beings are making their last sighs, this is the will of the world of Qiansen, and no one can stop it. Even if there are Avatar monks, they are not immune.

The Yin Spirits walk the world, harvesting all living beings and turning them into Yin Spirits like them, heading towards the same place.

There, is the Forest of the Fallen Gods.

Only here, there are still living beings. The Forest of the Fallen Gods is like a world away, the outside is a ghost realm full of yin energy, but inside, there is still spiritual power.

Already the ghosts had arrived outside the Godsfall Forest, and they knelt down towards the Godsfall Forest.

Like subjects, they are welcoming the birth of their own monarch.

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Luo Xiaotian found that although these yin spirits around him surrounded him and roared at him, none of them dared to come forward to make a move. Even, Luo Xiaotian took a step forward, and those yin spirits took a step back, and none of them dared to approach Luo Xiaotian within a zhang.

All this is because of the butterfly on his shoulder.

The butterfly is vibrating its wings, so slow that it can't fly.

Luo Xiaotian suddenly quickened his pace, and there was a yin spirit who didn't have time to avoid it, and from the butterfly's wings, a light flew out and shone on the yin spirit. Before it could scream, it turned into a puff of black gas and disappeared.

This butterfly, for some reason, can restrain all the ghosts.

With this butterfly here, Luo Xiaotian doesn't need to take out the soul sealing cloth, he can walk in the Qingdu unharmed. When he saw a huge Yin Soul, his heart trembled slightly, it was a huge Yin Soul that Luo Xiaotian had seen in Huangtian City before, with the strength of the God Transformation level.

But even such a yin spirit still flinched in front of the butterfly on Luo Xiaotian's shoulder, not daring to get close for half a minute.

Luo Xiaotian was afraid for a while, if he didn't have this butterfly, even if he had a soul sealing cloth, he might not be able to use it. Like this huge yin ghost, Luo Xiaotian saw at least a hundred of them here.

Although these yin spirits did not dare to approach, Luo Xiaotian was still panicked in his heart. Anyone who is surrounded by such a group of ghosts will feel very bad. Luo Xiaotian suspected that even if the elders who killed the most ghosts in the Blood Soul Sect came here, they would be so frightened that they couldn't walk. These yin spirits are not comparable to ghost cultivation.

Luo Xiaotian didn't dare to stay longer, and ran towards the Qingtian Domain Mansion to find the people of Sinan Dao. There is nothing else in the Qingdi Mansion except for that streamer brand, if there is something in the Qingdu that can make them leave, it can only be in the Qingtian Domain Mansion.

Luo Xiaotian contacted the people of Sinan Dao outside the Qingtian Domain, but no one responded.

He gritted his teeth and pushed the door open and entered.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure standing in front of him, with his back to Luo Xiaotian.

"Sinan Daoren?" Luo Xiaotian felt furious in his heart, and Sinan Daoren turned his back to him, without the slightest movement, like a sculpture.

Luo Xiaotian took a few steps forward with courage, only to find that the people of Sinan Dao were not dead, but staring at the front with dead eyes, as if there was something in front of them. And looking at him like this, he has been holding his posture for a long time.

Luo Xiaotian looked at it suspiciously, but found that the place where Sinan Daoist was staring at was just an empty seat.

Puzzled, Luo Xiaotian stepped forward a few more steps.

Suddenly, just when Luo Xiaotian was only one step away from Sinan Daoren, he suddenly found that there was a figure sitting on the empty chair.

It was a man, dressed in green clothes, with a look of sadness in his eyes, and turned his head to look at Luo Xiaotian. Or look at the butterfly on Luo Xiaotian's shoulder.

On Luo Xiaotian's shoulder, the butterfly vibrated its wings a little faster, but it still couldn't fly.

There was something blocking the man sitting in the chair, and he could only be seen when he approached a certain distance.

The man sighed deeply, looked at the sky, stood up, stepped out, and disappeared from the eyes of Luo Xiaotian and Sinan Daoren.

After a while, neither Luo Xiaotian nor Sinan Dao felt any traces of the man's existence, so they relaxed a little before they dared to move.

"That's ...... What?" Luo Xiaotian asked with some fur in his heart.

Sinan Daoren's face was gloomy and could drip water, and he didn't dare to change his face before. He said in a deep voice: "That's ...... The remnant soul of the Blue Emperor. ”

But Luo Xiaotian frowned slightly, if this is the remnant soul of the Green Emperor, then why didn't the system respond? The task of the third part is only to find the remnant soul of the Blue Emperor, and he has already seen it, but the system does not prompt Luo Xiaotian that the task is completed.

Could it be that there is more than one remnant soul of the Green Emperor left in the Qingdu?

"The old man miscalculated, but he didn't expect that the remnant soul fragments of the Qing Emperor had not been exhausted in the passage of time, and they have been kept to this day. "Sinan Daoren's face is extremely ugly, and there is no way back now. If it was before entering the Qingdu, he could still take one or two disciples of the Heavenly Hanging Sect to leave the Qiansen World. But now, he can only find a way to leave from Qingdu.