After Xiao Lang appeared, there was no expression on his face, and Du Yan couldn't see for a while whether he was completely back to normal.
He walked over a few steps, hugged Du Yan and kissed him.
Du Yan was stunned for a moment, but did not push him away. He thought that although it was in a dream, Xiao Lang had been quite miserable over the years, and he felt a little distressed for the other party in his heart.
It wasn't until the lips were sucked that it hurt a little, and Du Yan frowned slightly and pushed the other side away.
After Xiao Lang was pushed away, the first sentence he said was: "Why are your lips so cold."
Du Yan said: "I am not a living person now, but a corpse? That's not right, the spell that controlled me by the Lingxing faction has been lifted, and I can only be regarded as a zombie."
Xiao Lang's focus was a little different. He heard Du Yan say this, and his face darkened: "Lingxing faction? How dare they make you into a royal corpse! I want to destroy them all!"
"… "
The ghost king was furious, and the yin qi in this space began to tumble, and there was even a sign that all the ghosts would cry together.
Du Yan held Xiao Lang's arm and said, "Although the Lingxing faction is biased, it can be regarded as helping me find you, and it won't kill them all."
"Thinking of the imprints of others in your body, I..."
Well, Du Yan still couldn't fully connect with Xiao Lang's thoughts. The point of his anger was not that he was treated as an imperial envoy, but that he had left the imprint of the Heavenly Master of the Lingxing School in his body.
"I can let go of the Lingxing faction, the celestial master who dared to leave a mark on your body, I will smash his bones to ashes."
Du Yan pinched his brows and gave up reasoning with the hostile Ghost King. Today's Xiao Lang, the dark red mixed with the thick ghost aura, is a symbol of blood stained on his hands.
Du Yan thought of what he had heard in the Lingxing faction about Xiao Lang's annihilation. He knew Xiao Lang's nature. Although he was a ghost king, he was different from Sun Jin before.
During the years Xiao Lang was with him, it was no different from before his death. Unless the Celestial Master sect did something, it would anger him so much, causing the ghost king to lose his mind and have a tragedy.
Thinking of this, Du Yan opened his mouth and asked, "What happened before, and it will become like this now?"
Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, stood there for a moment, and said with some doubts: "I, don't remember, I just remember to bring you back to life and find your soul."
"… "
Du Yan frowned slightly and asked, "Are you missing a soul?"
Xiao Lang nodded: "There is no fetal light."
It was only then that Du Yan understood that Xiao Lang was so stupid when he first met him. It turned out to be a ghost spirit who only had the main lust and acted completely by instinct, and had no brains at all.
Du Yan asked again, "Where is the fetus and soul?"
According to his speculation, Youjing and Shuangling have performed their respective duties in the past few years, and they contacted each year to exchange information, and the fetal light should also have contact with them.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Lang shook his head and said, "I don't know. Over the years, Youjing and Seven Souls are responsible for finding souls wandering in the Yang World through the ghost realm space, and Shuangling guarding the ghost gates and other souls heading to Samsara, fetal light..."
Well, sure enough, no matter it is a ghost or a human, there can be no soul missing, especially the main soul, as long as one soul is missing, there will be all kinds of problems.
Fortunately, there are already two main souls here, and it is not difficult to find the remaining one.
Although Du Yan is now the corpse king, he has not forgotten the various ghost-fighting techniques he learned as a celestial master, but he just used some other techniques.
One of the formations is that when the ghost is too far away from him, the ghost can be forcibly recalled through the formation.
Now that the ghost-fighting contract between Du Yan and Xiao Lang has been broken, it is still possible to recall the other soul through Xiao Lang's two souls.
Du Yan told Xiao Lang about the matter and asked him to go out to find materials for the formation.
Xiao Lang looked a little unhappy and said, "I think it's good, why do you have one more soul to share."
Du Yan didn't even understand Xiao Lang's meaning, he rarely repeated it dully: "One more soul to share?"
Xiao Lang nodded and said: "I think it's good now, two souls are enough, anyway, fetal light is not very important. Only You Jing, you will think that I have no brains, only Shuangling, you will think that I am too cold. "
Du Yan took a few deep breaths before barely suppressing the urge to beat the vinegar king.
He said: "The corpse light is the master of life. If you don't get the corpse light back, do you think that you will suddenly lose your soul one day? Now I am the life of the corpse king, and my lifespan is as long as yours. Are you not going to accompany me all the way?"
Hearing this, Xiao Lang said directly, "I'll look for anything I need for the formation."
After that, the two worked separately, Xiao Lang was in charge of collecting the materials for the formation, and Du Yan stayed here to modify the formation.
Xiao Lang, who was frightened by Du Yan's words, was very efficient, but after a day, he had brought back all the materials for the formation that Du Yan needed.
When Xiao Lang came back, Du Yan's work was basically completed.
Du Yan was a little worried that Xiao Lang would have an accident, so he didn't delay any longer, and started the formation directly.
A day later, the formation was completed and Xiao Lang entered the formation.
A black light lit up in the formation, and then began to turn white again, but Du Yan didn't have time to relax, and saw that the light flickered a few times and then dimmed.
Soul call failed.
Du Yan stood beside the formation and carefully checked the runes drawn by Huang Quansha, and there was nothing wrong. In addition to the situation after the activation of the talent formation, it is clear that the existence of fetal light has been sensed, but for some reason, the soul of fetal light seems to be somewhat repelled and recalled.
Xiao Lang in the formation also opened his eyes, got up and walked over: "Are you all right?"
Du Yan shook his head, and then informed Xiao Lang of the situation and speculation just now.
Xiao Lang pondered for a moment, then said, "Perhaps I only have two souls on my side, so the spirit formation failed."
Hearing this, Du Yan realized what he had neglected before. When he was going to see Shuangling at the gate of the ghost gate, he happened to see Duoguang separating the seven souls and refining them into the ghost realm space.
Du Yan frowned and asked, "How many souls are left on your body?"
Xiao Lang said: "No, now the ghost realm space is almost shrouded
Du Yan felt something was wrong and asked, "I saw you using the soul-splitting technique a few days ago?"
Xiao Lang smiled and said, "After I met you in the ghost realm space in Shunping City, I didn't want others to enter our reunion place, so I closed the ghost realm space, and the one in charge of that space naturally Take it back…”
Du Yan was a little speechless. The spirit of the ghost is completely unpredictable. He said that he didn't believe that he was the person he was looking for. He was just a substitute, but he completely believed in his actions.
Xiao Lang saw that Du Yan's face was a little strange, but he also remembered the stupid thing that You Jing did. His ears were slightly red, and he said, "You Jing has no brains, you don't have the same knowledge as him."
In the face of this merciless ghost king, Du Yan can only convince himself that this is the sequelae of being separated for too long and not fully integrated for a while. When the fetal light returns, there should be no such order. People are helpless.
Du Yan said: "Now there is no need to exist in the ghost realm space, you take back all the seven souls, and then try the spirit formation."
Xiao Lang nodded and said, "Okay."
Xiao Lang agreed very succinctly about taking back the seven souls, because the seven souls have no substance, and in his opinion, they won't compete for Du Yan's attention like the main soul, and taking them back is not a big deal.
In the ghost space.
Wen Yicheng was fighting with the last boss. Last time, he lost the Corpse King and smashed the Zhenpai magic weapon. His father first scolded him, and then under the pressure of the whole sect, he took out the sect's treasure to bind the corpse rope. It was used by Wen Yicheng with his own imperial corpse.
Because he got a piece of news, in the ghost realm space, there is a rare drought in a place.
Wen Yicheng can choose to enter the endless mode of the ghost realm space, and he will always encounter this drought. If he can return the drought to the sect, it can be regarded as making up for it.
Wen Yicheng was lucky, and he encountered this drought after experiencing two ghost realms.
His father's corpse had already been torn apart in order to trap the drought, but fortunately, Wen Yicheng had already trapped the drought.
The corpse-wrapped locks entangled in the scorpion released a dazzling golden light, and there were runes on the azure-grey skin of the scorpion. Seeing the worst of the last few minutes, the scorpion could be subdued.
At this last moment, the entire Ghost Domain space suddenly seemed to vibrate violently, and even the drought that kept roaring after being trapped was quiet under this kind of shattering.
This vibration spread from the ground to the air, and then the entire space was like a wave of water, and everything in front of him became more and more blurred.
When Wen Yicheng fell to the ground, he still didn't understand what was going on. He got up in a daze and looked around in a daze, but he didn't find the scorpion that should have been subdued, nor did he find the corpse rope on the scorpion.
He looked at his father who came not far away with a questioning expression on his face, and felt that everything in front of him was like a replay of a plot, but this time, he didn't seem to have the chance to do it again.
"Ghost space, disappeared?"
The ancestors of the Tianshi sect who maintained the passage in the distance got up one after another, and the voices that came over confirmed the ominous premonition in Wen Yicheng's heart.
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