Before another grave bag, the white-haired girl said, "Please pull out the nails from the seniors!"

He spoke three times in a row, but the grave bag didn't respond, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes......

Now there is only one corpse nail left on Li Qinglian's backbone, and the remaining eight have been inherited by the ancestors of Botian! The eight ancestors used their remnants to open the way for Li Qinglian and exchange life for her......

In the sea of suffering, he turned into a small boat and crossed him.

Now this scene, Li Qinglian has seen it countless times, and along the way, he remembers the graves he saw clearly, a total of 3,916!

The one in front of me is the last one, among so many ancestors, there are only eight who have survived the endless years, and there is still a trace of residual thoughts in their bodies!

The rest of the people all disappeared in the years and couldn't survive it, after all, it was too long and too long, and Li Qinglian came too late......

They waited in pain, even if they died, they were never freed, and they were willing to enter Shu to be a living corpse, just to open the way for Li Qinglian, but after all, they still died, and died under the years......

It's torture!

Li Qinglian was silent, he was bound by eight corpse nails, and he was already able to move freely, but he was still a dead man......

At this moment, he slowly knelt in front of the grave, and kowtowed three times, that is, he had never pulled out the corpse nail, that is, he did not know each other, and everything he did for Li Qinglian was enough for him to perform this salute!

When he looked up again, he was already in tears, and he got up and said: "I, Li Qinglian, swear again, I will go to fight the sky, and I will not return!"

The firmness in his words is like iron and stone, unshakable! He wants to fight! As hope, Li Qinglian wants to do what he should do, and this is also his own will!

How can the efforts of his ancestors be wasted? The world is so big, Li Qinglian is not alone! This made his heart feel warm, like a warm current passing by, and before he knew it, tears had already blurred the world.

The two of them stepped out in one step, and they were already on the gray earth of Shude Hill.

The white-haired girl's face was dazed at the moment, looking at the corpse nail that was still inserted in Li Qinglian's body, a little at a loss.

The preparations have been exhausted, but the corpse nails have not been exhausted, leaving one is no different from leaving nine!

Now Li Qinglian's dead body still can't get out of Shude Hill, it's like a cage, restricting his movements, don't look at his freedom now, it's because the laws of Shude are like this, but once he goes to the outside world, he is still a dead corpse.

Even if he calculates like this, he still hasn't calculated the way of heaven, and he still hasn't crossed the fateful tribulation, so isn't this a part of the fateful tribulation?

This catastrophe is too difficult to overcome......

The white-haired girl bit her lower lip tightly and said guiltily: "It's me who is not good, I can't help you, I have no way......"

Li Qinglian shook her head and said, "Desolate Spirit...... I don't blame you, at least I'm not lying in a coffin now, am I? As long as I can move, I can't say that there is no end to it! There must be a way. ”

This girl's name is Desolate Spirit, it is the spirit of the black sarcophagus, and the withered Qinglian diagram represents where her spirit is, as for why it is called this name, the girl said that someone helped her get it, as for who this person is, Li Qinglian didn't say how to ask Desolate Spirit, so she didn't go deeper.

Li Qinglian closed his eyes and felt that his body was already intact, but his heart stopped, his blood clotted, his muscles stiffened, and he was lifeless, and now he was a living corpse!

The soul is still in a state of fragmentation, but without the restraint of the eight corpse nails, the situation is much better, and the seven spirits have dissipated only a trace of qi, and the life path that is entangled in the soul is still growing strongly.

The only thing that worries him is that his dantian is completely silent, even if his mind is mobilized, there is no response, that is the power of the Yang world.

Now strictly speaking, he is no longer a person in the Yang world, and his strength can no longer be mobilized, and the only way is to completely turn into a living corpse!

Absorb a large amount of yin qi, cultivate this body, and transform it into the power of the yin world, but this is getting farther and farther away from the world of the living, and it is still a question whether he can come back to life again, he doesn't want to stay in the hill of Shude for the rest of his life.

However, he hasn't figured out how to live again, and it seems that there is something critical missing......

Li Qinglian pondered for a long time, and the desolate spirit has always been with her, and her mission is to lead the way for him who died.

Looking at the desolate spirit, Li Qinglian seemed to have thought of some key, and her eyes lit up and said, "How did you come here? Why did you go to the Heavenly Realm to find me in the first place? What is going on?"

The crux of the matter lies in the Arrais.

Desolate Lingdai frowned slightly: "When I woke up, I was already in Shude Hill, and I have been buried in the soil, and then I knew what my mission ......was?"

"But one day, a man came to me and said that the time had come, and asked me to pick you up, and then I went, and then you didn't die, and I didn't know what to do, so I followed you all the time......"

The corners of Li Qinglian's mouth twitched, and the desolate spirit followed him for ten years, from the beginning of the Spirit Capture War until he died in the sea of blood...... It turned out that he had been waiting for him to die......

That's really ......

Thinking of this, Li Qinglian frowned and said, "You said you didn't know how you came here......?"

"I don't know, I seem to have forgotten a lot of things...... I can't remember anything, but I remember everything I should remember......"

Li Qinglian's eyes were even more puzzled, even she didn't know how she came here, why was she buried in the soil? If what she said was true, then her memory must have been manipulated!

The only person who explained the plot didn't want to know who he was...... The Arraiths have no reason to deceive themselves!

Then this thing is even more weird, who is so far away? Whether it is the meaning of supporting the sky, the qin song in the lotus, or the desolate spirit in this sarcophagus, step by step, ring after ring, it is really too terrifying.

Li Qinglian's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness and said, "Who is the one who named you?"

The desolate spirit shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not that I don't tell you, it's that I really don't remember, I just remember that he is very important to me, and even the face I forgot ......"

He rubbed his head vigorously, but he still couldn't remember, so he must have been very confused......

Li Qinglian sighed, touched the head of the desolate spirit with a smile and said, "It's okay, don't think about it if you can't think about it, by the way, do you remember the person who woke you up and told you that the time has come?"

Since you have been prepared, you must not get anything, so why bother too much?

"I remember that person, what's wrong?" said in surprise, not knowing what Li Qinglian's purpose was.

Li Qinglian's eyes lit up when she heard this, and said, "Where is he, take me to him!"

The desolate spirit nodded, "He's right here......"