After resting, the people who were lucky enough to escape were either silent or left a few words of comfort, and then left this bloody and terrifying place one by one. In this troubled world, whose life is not life, and who can control whose life? Every rì, every night, in every strange and secluded place, isn't the same scene of life and death staged?

Zhou Xian and Xiaohuan also left there, the beast demon's nest was smelly and disgusting, and it was really not a place for people to stay. They reluctantly moved the body of the Wild Dog Daoist out of the beast demon den and placed it in the clearing where they had just entered the mountain forest.

The body of the wild dog Taoist seems to be slightly warm, but after all, it is so slowly cool.

Zhou Zhou Xian frowned, sat aside, shook his head and sighed, and Xiaohuan knelt beside the wild dog Taoist, choking and crying.

The night breeze shook the treetops, and in the shadows, the mysterious man in black saw the scene just now. Although it was only a matter of effort for him to get rid of those two beast demons, he stood in the dark and watched silently from beginning to end as if his blood was cold. At this moment, his eyes looked at Xiaohuan, and then shifted to Zhou Xian's body.

After a while, I only heard Zhou Zhou Xian whisper: "Okay, Xiaohuan, he is dead after all, let's find a place to bury him and let him be buried in peace." ”

Xiaohuan's body trembled, choked louder, and suddenly raised his head and cried to Zhou Xian: "Grandpa, don't you know everything, why don't you think of a way to save him?"

Zhou Zhou Immortal smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not the Nine Shadows Yama, let alone the Heavenly Immortals, how can I know such a spell to bring the dead back to life?"

Xiaohuan choked up and said, "But Dao Chief, he died to save us." ”

Zhou Zhou Xian sighed, moved his gaze to the face of the wild dog Daoist, nodded, and said, "Speaking of which, I also misjudged him before, I didn't expect that a person like him would have true feelings and true feelings." Alas, but it's too late to say anything now. Xiaohuan, listen to Grandpa's words, let's bury him well. ”

Xiaohuan was silent, only the tears on his face kept falling, drop by drop, wetting the palms of the wild dog Taoist.

In the shadows, the black-clothed man's eyes flickered, but there was no trace of pain and pity, in his eyes, the human feelings in this world seemed to be a live drama, only he watched coldly from the side.

Zhou Zhou Xian got up and looked around, but in this barren mountain and wild place, where can I find something to take advantage of. After looking for a long time, he could only pull a wooden stick back casually, and warped it on the ground a few times, but only a little dirt turned out, if he wanted to dig a pit to bury people, God knows when he had to dig it.

Can't you even bury yourself properly?

The immortal abandoned the stick on Monday and sighed, and a rare trace of vicissitudes appeared on his face. With a sigh, he looked back and suddenly frowned. I saw that Xiaohuan had stopped crying for some time, and after wiping away the tears on her face, she actually found a wooden stick and cleaned it up beside the wild dog Taoist, sweeping away all the dead leaves and scattered branches.

Zhou Zhou Xian thought that Xiaohuan expected that it would be difficult to dig a pit, so he just wanted to preliminarily tidy up the ground around the wild dog Taoist. Unexpectedly, the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became, Xiaohuan swept out a circle with a radius of about five feet around the body of the wild dog Taoist, then abandoned the wooden stick, and walked back slowly, with a little less grief on his face, but a little more resolute.

Seeing that Xiaohuan's face seemed to be wrong, Zhou Xian took a few steps forward and said, "Xiaohuan, what are you doing?"

Xiaohuan whispered, "I'm going to save him!"

As soon as he said this, Zhou Zhou Xian was taken aback, it was the man in black in the dark, and his body was also shocked, and his eyes immediately stared at Xiaohuan. Zhou Zhou Xian was stunned and said, "What did you say?"

Xiaohuan's voice was still low, but the words he said were very clear, "I want to save him!"

Zhou Zhou Xian shook his head and said hurriedly: "Yes, Xiaohuan, I understand what you mean, no, it's not this, I mean, what method did you use to save him?"

Xiaohuan stretched out his hand to straighten the body of the wild dog Taoist, but his hands were in a rather strange appearance, raised over his shoulders, one hand to the sky, and the palm of the other hand clenched into a fist, and at the same time said in his mouth: "Dao Chief, he died to save us, I, I can't do nothing." ”

Zhou Xian's brows became tighter and tighter, and when he looked at Xiaohuan and then straightened the two feet of the wild dog Taoist, and put his right foot under his left foot, his face was even more ugly, and he suddenly said loudly: "Are you crazy, Xiaohuan, do you want to use the 'soul collection technique'?"

Xiaohuan was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, I only know this thing, maybe, maybe it can really save people's lives?"

"Fart!" Zhou Zhou Xian scolded Xiaohuan so loudly for the first time, "What are you talking nonsense? Although the 'soul collecting technique' has the ability to collect souls, this method has always been a side door magic, not to mention the danger and unpredictable, disturbing the wandering soul, and it is a big violation of the taboo of the ghost world, don't you want to live? Also, this spell has always been used on the living, and if the breath is still there, the soul is there, and you can only cast a spell with this root, what do you do to a dead person?" If his breath is cut off, his soul will inevitably be dissipated, even if you have this strange art, where can you find his soul, do you want to go to the endless ghosts in the Nine Hells Mansion to find it?"

In the darkness, those eyes sparkled, as if he had suddenly discovered something unbelievable to him.

Xiaohuan's eyes were red, and he cried: "Grandpa, he, he just died, maybe the soul is nearby, and there may be hope." If it's a little bit late, it's really hopeless. ”

Zhou Xian's face turned pale, strode up to Xiaohuan, pulled her up, and said in a deep voice: "Xiaohuan, I sue you, don't be delusional." I know what you're thinking in your heart, back then, you relied on your own ability to take back the soul of your sister who was in a golden bottle, but I tell you that this time was different from now. I repeat, this spell is meant to be used on the living, and this kind of ghost magic is a big damage to yīn morality, when you only rescued the golden bottle once, you have already damaged your Yang Shou for a year. Now if you mess around again, it is difficult to say whether you can succeed in casting a spell on this dead man, you yourself have at least destroyed the foundation of the Dao first, and Yang Shou is only afraid that it will take more than 20 years. Have you figured it out?"

The last few sentences, Zhou Zhou Xian almost said it with a roar, Xiaohuan was stunned for a while, she was in the mood for a while, saying that she was not afraid of death It was nonsense, but in the face of the wild dog Taoist lying on the ground, it was difficult to deal with herself no matter what, but when she thought of the terrible consequences, she seemed to be out of breath.

The atmosphere in the field froze for a while, and after a while, Zhou Zhou Xian slowed down his tone and said softly: "Xiaohuan, fate is determined by heaven, and no one can change it." I think it's God who wants the wild dog to die today, and we bury him alive, so it's the right thing to call him up, okay?"

Xiaohuan's face changed, and from time to time there was a struggling expression, and after a long time, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Grandpa, his fate is not determined by God." ”

Zhou Zhou Xian looked at Xiaohuan's face, his heart sank, he laughed dryly, and said, "What?"

Xiao Huan Chang took a breath and said resolutely: "The fate of the Taoist Chief was set by himself, and he himself rushed to save us regardless of a qiqi, so he unfortunately passed away." If he turns and leaves, there is no place in this world where he can settle down. The girl's face was a little pale and a little sad, and she said in a low voice, "So, he died for us, without him, we would have died a long time ago, where else can we talk about Yangshou here?"

She looked at Zhou Zhou Xian, who somehow looked away, "Grandpa, I want to save him." No matter how dangerous this spell is, it can't compare to what he just encountered to save us, right?"

She's unequivocal.

Zhou Zhou Xian knew that she had made up her mind and could not change it, so she had to look up to the sky and sigh. And the man in the dark, at this moment, a pair of eyes are looking at Xiaohuan's body, shining and shining.

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In the woods, it was the middle of the night, and the yīn was in full swing.

In the faint light, that strange spell slowly unfolded.

The first drop of blood dripped from the cut on the white arm of the small ring, and slowly fell next to the wild dog Taoist, and then, the little surrounded the wild dog Taoist, and used his own blood to drip down next to the wild dog Taoist, watching her wrist slowly shake, and the dripping blood slowly formed a strange pattern on the ground.

In the dense forest, as the blood-red pattern gradually took shape, the faint sound of ghosts began to cry. Zhou Zhou Xian stood aside and watched, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly. And the man in black, who had been watching this scene for a long time in the shadow, suddenly frowned at this moment.

This scene, he seemed to have seen it somewhere!

Grand Wizard

The man in black was involuntarily, and his body trembled slightly!

The blood array that Xiaohuan is now laying is obviously somewhat similar to when Rì saved Baguio from the Great Wizard of Huqi Mountain, but after a week of Xiaohuan's journey, the magic circle was formed, and the man in black could already see that there was still a difference between the magic circle laid by Xiaohuan and the Great Wizard when Rì. Not to mention anything else, the scale of the formation alone is much smaller, perhaps it is all based on blood, and Xiaohuan himself cuts his veins for blood, so naturally he can't compare with the great wizard.

Perhaps it is also for this reason that the totem style of the magic circle distributed by Xiaohuan is far simpler than that of the great wizard when rì, but Rao is so, after a circle, Xiaohuan is already shaking, and his face is pale.

Zhou Zhou Xian didn't say a word, and went up to support Xiaohuan. Xiaohuan was a little weak, turned around and smiled at him, and then slowly sat down at the top of the formation, that is, three feet in front of the head of the Wild Dog Daoist.

In the secluded and dense forest, Huo Ran let out a ghost roar out of thin air, and in an instant, the entire forest roared again and again, and yīn swept overwhelmed. The wind gusted, blowing from all directions, blowing the surrounding trees to sway, and behind all the branches and shadows, there seemed to be countless cold eyes staring at this place.

The small ring was solemn, slowly closing his eyes, a pair of white hands were clasped on his chest, chanting a mysterious incantation in his mouth, and after a while, the slender palm spread out on his chest, slowly lowered, and put it into the bloodpool pattern in front of him.

The blood pattern surrounding the body of the Wild Dog Daoist suddenly lit up in an instant, and all the blood seemed to suddenly come to life and began to circulate in the pattern. At the same time, the originally pale face on Xiaohuan's face suddenly became a little more weird and black.

The wind became stronger and stronger, and the entire dense forest seemed to be darkened at the moment, only the magic circle began to shine. The lively flow of blood, like the most delicious delicacy, attracted countless ghosts.

Zhou Xian's face became more and more worried, he knew the danger of this soul harvesting thaumaturgy, just imagine, what a dangerous thing it must be for ordinary people to snatch souls from yīn Si Difu. However, Xiaohuan is hindered by cultivation, and he only casts spells within the scope of this dense forest, and the impact is barely large, so he doesn't think it will alarm those underworld protectors with high ghost power, otherwise one will be accidentally targeted, which is really unimaginable.

It's just that now it seems that it is just this style of formation, and Xiaohuan also feels a little unbearable, but seeing that the black qi on her face is getting heavier and heavier, her body also begins to tremble. You must know that this spell is not the same as when she treated the golden bottle, the soul of the golden bottle has not been exhausted, and it is much easier to collect the remnants of the soul by yù. When the great wizard of Rì rescued Baguio in Huqi Mountain, although the formation was much larger, it actually relied on the residual soul of Baguio ingested in the exotic treasure "Hehuan Bell", so he exhausted the Nine Secluded Underworld with his magic and forcibly collected the remaining soul. But it is precisely because of this that the great wizard ran out of oil himself, and secondly, he also alarmed the protector of the underworld, was devoured by the ghost power of the underworld, and finally died.

And this time, Xiaohuan walks in a rough and shallow way, running the most strange and difficult thaumaturgy in this ghost path, and lacks the most critical soul, even if the difficulty is only to find the soul of the wild dog Daoist in all the wandering souls in this dense forest, but the danger is already very imaginable.

Those two beast demons don't know how many people's lives have been harmed here, and I don't know how many unjust souls hovered here and failed to die. And Xiaohuan laid out this formation, but it was clear that he wanted to take a soul into this body, how could this not make all the ghosts go crazy?

For a while, the wind and clouds changed, and countless looming black qi rushed towards the small ring, and the pain on the small ring became heavier and heavier, and the face was almost completely enveloped by the black qi.

Looking at it like this, I'm afraid that Xiaohuan won't last long, but somehow, she still refuses to give up, so many ghosts and ghosts hovering around her, or ghosts crying wolves, or begging, or fiercely forcing each other, all kinds of things, all the pain and despair in this world, all the evil feelings, as if they are about to pierce her mind, but Xiaohuan is still struggling to support, with a little spiritual power she still has left, looking for it in the endless sea of unjust souls.

If you fail this time, I'm afraid that you won't have a chance again!

Zhou Zhou Xian was already sweating in a hurry, but he didn't dare to disturb Xiaohuan, so he had to walk all over the ground, sighing. And the figure in the dark shadow, although there were ghosts all around, he didn't seem to care at all, on the contrary, those ghosts seemed to be a little afraid of him, and they were far away from him. At this moment, the eyes of the man in black looked at Xiaohuan without blinking, and he couldn't help nodding for it, and for a long time, a voice that only he could hear was softly, and he said in a low voice: "How is it possible, this young woman can still survive under such a situation where her talent in the ghost path is so high." If there is a ghost Dao Master to point out, if it is timely, then you will have it."

In the middle of his words, he was inexplicably hesitant.

At this moment, Xiaohuan's face full of black gas suddenly appeared, and the right hand that was originally immersed in the blood pool magic circle suddenly stretched out, grabbed it in the air, and then put it down sharply and grabbed the right hand of the wild dog Taoist. Immediately after that, she also stretched out her left hand from the pool of blood, and when she grabbed the void, suddenly, the ghosts and ghosts in the sky roared loudly, and they all seemed to fall into an irrepressible rage, and the ghostly aura was like iron, and in an instant, black qi shrouded in, surrounding Xiaohuan's body.

Outside the magic circle, the trees within three zhang withered, as if they couldn't bear this boundless ferocious anger.

Zhou Xian was shocked and at a loss, only to see Xiaohuan gasping for breath, and wanted to put his left hand on the right hand of the wild dog Taoist several times, but the endless black qi surrounded her thickly, and the ghost roared again and again, and the wind gusted, as if there was a strong force that made her unable to press it. And the small torus sè is getting more and more ugly, the body is trembling, and the corners of the mouth are gradually bleeding.

Seeing that this magic circle was about to be burned, Zhou Xian was in a hurry, and he rushed over to pull Xiaohuan away from the magic circle, although he didn't know what the consequences were, but it was always good to stay away from those ghosts. Unexpectedly, before his body moved, suddenly a dark shadow stood in front of him. Zhou Zhou Xian was taken aback, at this time, this man in black seemed to be similar to the ghosts around him.

I only heard the hoarse voice of the man in black, and said coldly: "If you want your granddaughter to live, you just stand there honestly and don't move." ”

After that, the black shadow flashed, and the man in black had already appeared around Xiaohuan and the strange magic circle, not to mention that he didn't say much, I saw his arm waving again and again, and black things kept flying out of his hands, "pulling out" and breaking through the ground, inserting around the magic circle.

Those things looked dark, like iron and not iron, and it was not clear what they were, but once these things were inserted into the soil of the magic circle, all of a sudden, the blood in the magic circle seemed to be affected by some external force, and the speed of the flow was more than doubled almost instantly, as if it was boiling. A red sè light lit up from above the circle, enveloping Xiaohuan's body.

This layer of red light seemed to be particularly useful to the surrounding ghosts and ghosts, and for a while, the ghosts retreated, and under the shroud of red light, the small ring quickly returned to normal, and the left hand stretched out in mid-air was immediately pressed, grabbing the left hand of the wild dog Taoist.

At the moment when Xiaohuan held the wild dog's arm, he only heard a slight cracking sound, and a dark red light started from the wild dog Taoist's palm, extending downward like lightning, and in a blink of an eye, it spread all over the wild dog Taoist's body, and then, the wild dog Taoist's whole body lit up together, and after a while, it darkened again, returning to normal.

At that moment, Xiaohuan reluctantly opened his eyes and stared at the head of the wild dog Taoist in front of him, and suddenly tilted his head, and he slowly let out a breath.

Xiaohuan was overjoyed, and the god was relieved, but it was suddenly dark in front of him, and the person had fainted.

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