Yuwen Juyuan, who was in the Spiritualist Flower, heard their conversation, and had a bad premonition in his heart, sounding as if the Spiritualist Flower wanted to sacrifice himself to completely destroy this abyss.

"The light shines and purifies all things. The woman transformed by the Soul Flower pronounced eight words, stretched out her hands, and made a gesture of embracing the void, and she completely turned into a luminous body, as if it were a small sun, and the golden holy light was brilliant, shining for the nine heavens.

"No...... Death Immortal ......" an unwilling and struggling voice sounded.

With a "hum", Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was in the petals, felt that his head was suddenly dizzy, completely unconscious, and he didn't know anything.

At this time, everyone in the Tahuang Continent saw an incomparably brilliant golden holy light rushing out of the abyss of the dead soul.

The mountain shook, the entire Tahuang Continent trembled violently, and the entire Revenant Soul Abyss disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

The disappearance of the dead soul was like a dream, and the more than 1,000 masters who went there came back, and there were less than 400 left, and a large number of masters were lost, and all the clans suffered heavy losses.

Tahuang Continent, the edge area, the trees are flourishing, the grass is verdant, the flowers are vibrant, and some ancient trees grow fragrant fairy fruits.

A woman from the underworld, carrying a large basket made of turquoise vines on her back, stepped on the dense green grass, and walked towards an ancient tree full of red fruits.

She seemed a little absent-minded, her eyes wandering, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Ahh

Turning his head to look, he saw a man lying in the dense grass, this man was covered in red, with black hair, and cracks appeared on his body, and wisps of black gas were overflowing from the cracks.

His skin was wrinkled, like the bark of an old tree, and this man was Uwen Juyuan.

The woman transformed by the Soul Flower is extremely great, she uses all her strength to purify the dead soul, and the man who is integrated with the rules of heaven and earth is not reconciled, and he strikes desperately.

Under the terrifying energy explosion, Yuwen Zhouyuan was seriously injured, and the conjuring flower sent Yuwen Zhouyuan out at the moment of her demise, and happened to appear here.

"Is it him?" Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan, the woman's delicate body was shocked, and then she slowly squatted down, looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a responsible face, stretched out her slender jade hand, and gently stroked Yuwen Zhouyuan's cheeks, looking obsessed, and said: "If you were Ibosge, how good it would be!"

The woman was none other than Lokia.

"With such a serious injury, it must not be possible for the people of the village to discover his true identity. It took a long time for Lokia to come to her senses, she whispered.

After glancing at Yuwen Zhouyuan, the light in the slender jade hand emanated, holding Yuwen Zhouyuan up, and then took out a blanket to wrap Yuwen Zhouyuan, put it in the basket behind him, and then walked quickly towards the village.

The village is still the same as before, as if nothing has changed.

With Uwen Juyuan in hand, Lokia walked towards Ibosg's cabin.

A vicious gaze was secretly staring at Lokia, as if there were some doubts, and some other mood swings.

"I only have one son, and he died, you have to bury my son, I can't deal with you, but there are others. A cold voice rang out.

This person is none other than Xi Tiecheng's father, Elder Xixing.

Ibosg's cabin was arranged by Uwen Juyuan, and it was so tight that no one could see the situation inside the cabin.

Luo Qiya put Yuwen Zhouyuan on the large bed covered with soft animal skins, and then took out a bottle of liquid medicine from a small wooden box in the room, and applied it to the cracks on Yuwen Zhouyuan's body very gently.

The cracks on Yuwen Zhouyuan's body were formed by the power of the curse, and there was no way to cure them with ordinary medicinal liquids, so he could only rely on the true qi in Yuwen Zhouyuan's own body to eliminate the alien things.

After applying the liquid medicine to all of Yuwen Zhouyuan's wounds, Luo Qiya sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan quietly, her eyes a little confused.

"Traveling to the west, what you said is true? Is there really a beautiful woman in your village, even the women in some big cities can't compare?" In a small wooden house, a young man's eyes flashed, staring at a gray-haired old man, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

"It's true, she has an indescribable temperament in her, but ......" The gray-haired old man deliberately paused and sold the guanzi.

"But what? The young man said impatiently.

"She has already held the blessing of the god of the underworld with one person in our village. "The ancient road to the west.

"Old thing, are you making fun of me?" said the young man staring at the old man coldly, a touch of murderous intent burst out of his eyes, no matter how beautiful that woman is, how unique her temperament is, she is already an unclean body, who would want it.

"No, you listen to me first, although she and a master in our village held the blessing of the god of the underworld, she is still pure. Westward said with a sincere fear.

The young man looked at the old man suspiciously, and said, "Why is this?"

"I don't know why, but she's still pure, and I can't be wrong about that. Westbound Mangu hurriedly said, with a hint of excitement and a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"That's right, Ibosg's cultivation was not high before......" Seeing that the young man still didn't speak, the old man told him all about Ibosge.

"You have a grudge against him, do you want to take revenge with my hand, am I right?" said the young man as he stared at the old man, his eyes flickering with a cold light.

"Don't be angry, Son Shuimingxi, I'm a little selfish, but it's more for you, Son, only you can match a woman like Luo Qiya, and no one else is worthy. Westbound Mangu gritted his teeth and said.

Hearing this, the young man known as Shui Mingxi couldn't help but feel a little fluttering, and he felt very comfortable with this sycophant.

Although the village where Shui Mingxi is located is far worse than those cities, it is the most powerful existence among the more than 20 villages around, and now it is said that the woman is not worthy of anyone else except him, and he is naturally very happy in his heart.

"Well, for the sake of your matchmaking, I will visit your village the day after tomorrow, and when the time comes, I will remember this favor if it is as you say, but if I find out that you are cheating on me, then I will let you know what happened to you. Shui Mingxi stared closely at the westbound man and said, with a warning in his tone.

"Understood, how dare the old man deceive you, the prince of Shui Mingxi!"

Ibosig, you have slain my only son, and now I will give you a taste of what it is like for your woman to be possessed by others, he thought to himself.

In Ibosg's cabin, Lokia sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Yuwen Zhouyuan so quietly, her eyes were full of tenderness, as if she wanted to remember Yuwen Zhouyuan forever in her heart.

One day, one night, and then another day, Lokia sat on the edge of the bed without moving, as if she was afraid to disturb Yuwen Zhouyuan.

At this time, the cracks on Yuwen Zhouyuan's body had completely healed, and the skin like tree bark had returned to normal.

Suddenly, Yuwen Joowon's fingers trembled slightly, and then opened his eyes, there was a trace of confusion in his gaze, and when he saw the familiar roof, he was even more puzzled.

Turning his head slightly, Yuwen Juyuan saw a weak and beautiful figure sitting next to the bed, and only then did he remember where this was, this was Ibosge's room.

Am I not in the abyss of death? How could I suddenly be in the wooden house of Ibosig, Yuwen Juyuan thought to himself.

"Lokia!" Yuwen Juyuan called out with confusion.

His eyes were blurred, with a happy smile on his face, as if he was recalling something beautiful, and when he heard the call of Yuwen Zhouyuan, his delicate body shook slightly, and his eyes returned to normal, revealing a hint of joy.

"Ibosig, are you awake?" said Lokia, surprised.

"Well, this is here?" asked Yuwen Juyuan.

"This is our village! Yesterday when I went to the forest to collect fresh fruits, I found you lying in the grass and seriously injured, so I brought you back. Luo Qiya looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and said with a complicated look in her eyes.

After hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, cast a grateful look at Luo Qiya, and said, "Thank you Luo Qiya." ”

I have already come out of the abyss of the dead soul? Could it be that the woman who turned into a soul flower sent me out? I don't know how she is now, Yuwen Juyuan thought to himself.

At the same time, looking at the situation in his body, at this time, his body was no longer in any serious trouble, his divine consciousness had completely recovered, not only recovered, but also more powerful than before, the various cells in his body were crystal clear, containing infinite vitality, he felt that his state was excellent, and his strength seemed to have taken another step forward.

"Huh, how could the Soul Conjuring Flower appear in my dantian?" When Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness entered his dantian, he suddenly found that next to the Sun Pill, the Golden Pill and the Heavenly Book, a miniature version of the Soul Conjuring Flower grew in it, and the circle of holy brilliance emanated, making his true qi even clearer.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine sense seemed to have touched something, and as soon as he came into contact, a golden ray of holy light appeared from the miniature version of the Soul Flower, and this ray of holy light condensed into a figure, which was the appearance of the woman transformed by the Soul Flower.

She slowly spoke: "The place full of decay, death and other negative energies has been purified and disappeared by me, I have completed my mission, this is my natal flower, the most precious part of the body, I have given it to you, this should help you, goodbye!"

After saying that, this golden holy light disappeared.

Hearing this passage of the Conjuring Flower, Yuwen Jooyuan had basically understood what was going on, and it seemed that she was really no longer there, he thought to himself.

This trip to the abyss, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already expected that there would be great danger, and the only thing he didn't expect was that it would end like this.