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The people who escaped with their lives, after resting, left a few words of comfort, and left this bloody place one by one. In this troubled world, whose life is not life, and who can control whose life? Every day and 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 it is still slowly cooling down after all.

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 turned to Zhou Xian's body.

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

Xiaohuan's body trembled, choked up louder, and suddenly raised his head and smiled at 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 Daoren, nodded, and said: "Speaking of which, I also misjudged him before, but I didn't expect that a person like him would have true feelings and true nature." Alas, it's too late to say anything now. Xiaohuan, listen to Grandpa's words, we buried him well. Xiaohuan was silent, but 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 seem to be all dramas, and only he watches them coldly from the sidelines.

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 and come back, digging a few times in the ground, but only turning out a little dirt, if he wanted to dig a pit to bury people, God knows how long he would dig.

Can't you even bury yourself properly?

Zhou Xian abandoned the stick 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 it to 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, his face was a little less sad, but a little more resolute.

Seeing that Xiaohuan's face didn't seem right, Zhou Xianyan 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 that, I mean, how did you save him?"

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

Zhou Xian's brows became tighter and tighter, and when he watched Xiaohuan and then straighten the two feet of the Wild Dog Daoist, 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 Collecting Technique'?"

Xiaohuan was stunned 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 loudly for the first time, "What are you talking nonsense? Although the 'soul collection technique' has the ability to collect souls, this method has always been a side door magic, not to mention the danger and unpredictability, disturbing the wandering soul, and it is a big violation of the taboo of the nether ghost world, don't you want to live? And this spell has always been used on the living, and the soul is still there, so you can cast a spell, 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 Zhouxian's face turned pale, he strode up to Xiaohuan, pulled her up, and said in a deep voice: "Xiaohuan, let me tell you, don't be delusional." I know what you were thinking, back then, you relied on your own ability to collect back the soul of your sister in the golden bottle, but I tell you, that 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 great damage to yin morality. Now, if you mess around again, it is difficult to say whether you can succeed in casting a spell on this dead man, you will ruin the basis of the Dao, and Yang Shou is 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 also recruited 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 God wants the wild dog to die today, and we bury him so well, and we can be regarded as worthy of him, okay?"

The expression on Xiaohuan's face changed, and from time to time there was a struggling expression, and after a long time, he suddenly looked up 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 Commander was determined by himself, and he himself rushed to save us desperately, so he unfortunately passed away." If he turns around and leaves, (Qingyi Literature Network) where is not a place in the 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 can we talk about Yangshou here?"

She looked at Zhou Yixian, who somehow looked away. "Grandpa, I'm going to save him, no matter how dangerous this spell is, it's not as powerful as what he encountered just now to save us, right?" she said categorically.

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 person in the dark, at this moment, a pair of eyes are looking at Xiaohuan's body, shining, luan, luan.

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

In the faint light, that strange spell slowly unfolded.

The first drop of blood dripped from the cut on Xiaohuan's white arm, and slowly fell beside the Wild Dog Daoist, and then, Xiao surrounded the Wild Dog Daoist, letting his blood drip around. Watch her wrist shake slowly, dripping blood on the ground, slowly forming a strange pattern.

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 in the shadows for a long time, suddenly frowned at this moment.

This scene, he seemed to have seen it somewhere!

Grand Wizard ......

The man in black involuntarily, his body trembled slightly!

The blood array that Xiaohuan is now laying is obviously somewhat similar to the one when the Great Wizard of Huqi Mountain rescued Baguio that day, but after a week of Xiaohuan's journey, the formation was formed, and the man in black had already seen that the magic array that Xiaohuan had laid was still different from that day of the Great Wizard. 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 and seeks blood, so naturally he cannot be compared with the great wizard of the day.

Perhaps for this reason, the totem style of the magic circle distributed by Xiaohuan is much simpler than what the great wizard did that day, but Rao is like this, and after a circle, Xiaohuan is already crumbling and 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 the yin qi swept overwhelmed. The cloudy wind gusted from all directions, blowing the surrounding trees to sway, and behind the shadows of all the branches, there seemed to be countless cold eyes staring at this place.

Xiaohuan's face was solemn, he slowly closed his eyes, a pair of white hands were clasped on his chest, and he chanted a mysterious incantation in a low voice, and after a while, his 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 flow in the pattern. At the same time, the originally pale face on Xiaohuan's face suddenly had a bit more weird black energy. The yin wind became stronger and stronger, and the entire dense forest seemed to be darkened at this moment, only the magic circle began to shine. The lively flow of blood, like the most delicious delicacy, attracted countless ghosts.

Zhou Zhou Xian became more and more worried, he knew the danger of this soul harvesting thaumaturgy, just imagine, ordinary people want to snatch souls from the underworld, what a dangerous thing it should be. 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 this style of formation, Xiaohuan is also a little unbearable. But seeing that the black qi on her face was getting heavier and heavier, her body began 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 wanting to. On that day, the great wizard treated Baguio in Huqi Mountain, although the formation was huge, but in fact, it also relied on the residual soul of Baguio ingested in the exotic treasure 'Hehuan Bell', so he exhausted the Nine Secluded Underworld with his strange arts, and forcibly collected the residual soul. But it is precisely because of this that the great wizard himself ran out of oil, and secondly, he also alarmed the protector of the underworld, was counterattacked by the ghost power of the underworld, and finally died.

And this time, Xiaohuan walked in a rough and shallow way, running the most bizarre and difficult thaumaturgy in this ghost path, and lacked the most critical soul, and its difficulty was unimaginable even if it was to find the soul of the wild dog Daoist among all the wandering souls in this dense forest.

Those two beast demons don't know how many lives they have 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 color, and countless looming black qi rushed towards Xiao Huan, and the color of pain on Xiao Huan's face became heavier and heavier, and his complexion was completely covered in black.

It seems that I am afraid that Xiaohuan will not last long, but somehow, she has never been willing to give up, so many ghosts and ghosts are hovering around her, or ghosts crying wolves, or begging, or fierce and forceful, all the pain and despair in this world are as if they are going 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 so anxious that he was sweating, but he didn't dare to disturb Xiaohuan, so he had to walk all over the ground, sighing.

Although there were ghosts all around, the figure in the darkness didn't 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. For a long time, he actually said in a low voice that only he heard: "How is it possible, this young woman is such a highland person with such a talent for the ghost path...... In such a situation, it can still be hard. If there is a ghost path master to guide you, in time, then you will still have ......"

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

At this moment, Xiaohuan's face was full of black gas, and a joy 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 together, and they all seemed to fall into an irrepressible rage.

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

Zhou Xian was shocked, at a loss, only to see Xiaohuan gasping for breath, several times wanted to put his left hand on the right hand of the wild dog Taoist, but the endless black qi surrounded her thickly, the ghost roared again and again, and the yin wind gusted, as if there was a strong force that made her unable to press. And Xiaohuan's complexion became more and more ugly, her body trembled, and the corners of her mouth gradually flowed blood.

Seeing that this magic circle was about to be burned, Zhou Xian was in a hurry, and he was about to rush over desperately 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 have to say much, I saw his arm waving again and again, and black things kept flying out of his hands, "dialing" into the ground, and inserted around the magic circle.

Those things looked dark, like iron and not iron, but once these things were inserted into the soil of the circle, in vain, the blood in the circle seemed to be affected by some external force, and the speed of the flow was more than doubled in an instant, as if it were boiling. A red light lit up from above the circle, enveloping Xiao Huan's body.

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

At the moment when Xiaohuan held the wild dog's arm, only a slight cracking sound was heard, 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, and after a while, it darkened again and returned 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, his spirit was relaxed, and suddenly it was dark in front of him, and the person had fainted.