These souls trying to take root in this world screamed, pulled each other, and swooped at Ning Huaishan with their teeth and claws!
Their voices were shrill and piercing, like cutting the cochlea with a knife.
"It's so noisy!" Ning Huaishan cursed in a low voice.
He slashed some souls with one move, and the souls he had received were smashed to pieces on the spot, melted into the poisonous mist, and disappeared in smoke.
But the rest is like running water, rushing to both sides. Another higher "wave" was set off, howling and rushing towards Ning Huaishan again.
He sneered "Heh", and his moves became more fierce.
This person is restless and restless. At this time, it became a good thing. Because he reacts so fast! As soon as one move was made, the other move was attacked in another direction.
Nearly a hundred souls were billowing with resentment, and in the phantom of his fingers, in the turbulent poisonous mist, he was consumed to pieces!
However this is not the end...
Nearly a hundred souls had just been completely dispersed by Ning Huaishan, and before they had time to take a breath, new souls gushed out of the slit, screaming and biting along with the stronger wind and resentment.
Ning Huaishan wiped the blood dripping from his chin, and shook it fiercely: "Come again?!"
He spat, covered in poisonous mist, and submerged into the spiritual frenzy again.
These spirits are not strange shapes, they are very similar to living people, with hands, feet and body shapes, but their faces are blurred, just like someone throws a stone into the water, and the ripples destroy the reflection.
They seem flimsy and harmless at first glance, they seem to fall apart with a wave of your hand, and anyone who knows a little bit of magic can deal with them without much effort.
However, when you touch them, you will find that these spirits and the monstrous resentment in you are dangerous and difficult to deal with!
There are no teeth in their mouths, and it seems that there are sharp teeth everywhere.
If you want to wrap people up, those endless grievances will cut people to pieces. There were wounds everywhere, blood everywhere.
So when Ning Huaishan tore off his soul again and revealed his figure from his resentment, he was almost a bloody man.
Blood trickled down from his forehead and into his eyes...
It was his eyes that were bright red.
He crushed the soul that was tightly clenched in his hand, turned around to look at the gap, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come again!"
Then he fell into a deeper resentment.
Every time a wave of spirits dissipated in Ning Huaishan's hands, more spirits emerged from all over the "chaotic" line, crossed the wilderness, and gathered here continuously.
There are so many dead people in the world, they can't even count the word "ten thousand", and they are all over the place. As if awakened at the same moment, pushed by a pair of invisible hands.
The result is... endless.
***
Ning Huaishan couldn't figure out how long he had blocked the young soul, and he couldn't figure out how long he had been guarding this gap.
At first, his cursing to himself didn't stop. Every time he blocked a wave, he would burst out with foul language, half mocking and half venting. But as a person, there will always be times when you will be tired, even Ning Huaishan, who is restless and has a broken mouth.
Gradually, the swearing and foul language became less and less.
At some point, Ning Huaishan didn't make another sound, but silently resorted to killing moves again and again.
This was probably the moment when Ning Huaishan was most like a "demon" in his life.
***
His breathing became heavier and heavier, and the speed of his hands and feet eventually slowed down, but he didn't stop. There are tens of thousands of souls passing through the gap in the "chaotic" line, rushing towards the present world, and they are strangled by him without falling into the air.
For an entire hour, without stopping for a moment.
He guarded here with a poisonous fog all over his body, and he didn't miss a single one.
end…
When he tore apart a spirit soul, his moves were too heavy, and he staggered a step.
It was an instant from staggering to stabilizing the figure. But some souls saw this moment and counterattacked all at once!
They bit Ning Huaishan's neck, shoulders, arms and legs at the same time, and even pulled out his heart.
For a moment, a mist of blood almost appeared in Quebuluoli.
Ning Huaishan groaned in the blood mist.
He let out a low growl, and the lines of Long's blood pulsed heavily! Then, the poisonous mist in his hands formed a huge vortex and smashed down.
"boom-"
There was a loud noise, and the vortex formed by the poisonous mist engulfed hundreds of souls and exploded violently.
Que Buluo's raging resentment was swept away in an instant.
Ning Huaishan collapsed in a flash.
He slammed on the rocky ground with one knee and supported the ground with one hand. Blood pattered and accumulated in a puddle.
But he knew in his heart that this was still not the end.
Because he already smelled a stronger, stronger smell of "tide", which came from the gap behind him. He didn't need to turn his head to know that there were thousands or tens of thousands of souls who were "manipulated" to gather here.
This time, I don't know how much he can block...
Just when he let out a low growl and clenched his fists to force himself to stand up. A voice came faintly through the gap.
The voice was as far away as another world, calling him: "Ning Huaishan!!!"
"Who?"
Ning Huaishan blinked blankly.
He keeps the bird in the world without falling into it, only an invisible gap can smell the wind from the "chaotic" thread, and he can't see everything else.
So he doesn't know...
Just now, thousands of souls once again gathered between the "chaotic" lines of mountains and fields, trying to rush to the present world along the gap. A figure came down from the "Chaotic" Immortal through the clouds, his hands were full of killing moves, and he fell like a flying star into the resentment that filled the sky.
The moment he landed heavily, the killing move suddenly opened—
Thousands of souls were intercepted by Taoist figures!
It was Fang Chu who rushed down at the critical moment.
Fang Chu's "chaotic" line stopped the spirit who was rushing to the present world. He turned his back to the gap leading to the present world, called Ning Huaishan, and asked, "Can you still hold on?"
The distance between the "chaotic" line and the present world can neither be calculated by time nor distance, and it should not be heard from each other.
But at this moment, Fang Chu, who was in a "chaotic" line, always felt that he could hear the voice of the sparrow.
It was he who blocked the passage with his back, and shouted again without looking back: "Fool! Are you still alive?!"
This question vaguely spread to the present world along the passage of unknown length.
Ning Huaishan smiled slowly in the half-kneeling yard, amidst the blood all over the ground.
These words are too familiar, no matter how remote or vague, he can recognize them.
Every time he heard Fang Chu called a "fool", he would always turn his face back with a borderline salute. Only this time, he was smiling.
"Damn you..." Ning Huaishan cursed with a smile.
He opened his eyes, turned his back to the gap and said, "Why are you here?"
His voice has long been hoarse, and the volume of his voice is not high. But the people who messed up the line seem to have heard it.
After a while, he vaguely heard Fang Chu's vague answer: "What else can I do, let me help you."
Ning Huaishan spat out the blood in his mouth, and said: "Go away, I'm very powerful, I don't need your help! Besides, you're here, what should I do at the edge of the city?!"
Fang Chu seemed to curse something, and then said: "Shut up."
Ning Huaishan laughed again.
He wiped off the blood all over his face, twisted his neck and shoulders, and slowly straightened up again.
He said: "I'm alive and kicking, and I can tear up ten thousand pieces. Don't take credit for it, let us come here!"
In the next moment, he opened his hands, and the poisonous mist rose again, like clouds in the sky.
…
At this moment, it has been three hundred years since they sat and dozed off by the Spring Breeze Gate with Fuchen in their arms.
The distance to another life is even more unknown.
They are no longer brothers, and now they suddenly have the shadow of hundreds of years ago——
One "chaotic" line, one secular, blocking the two ends of the passage, with their backs facing each other.
Endless resentment spirits rushed towards them.
They spit and curse at each other, and then they live together.
***
At a certain moment, Ning Huaishan ruthlessly pulled off the soul that was biting his neck. It was dark before his eyes, and he supported the courtyard stone beside him to slow down.
Thoughts flashed through his mind for no apparent reason. The "hypocritical" thought that he had never thought of before—
After all, this is a fight against "heaven", and the result may not be very good. If they didn't keep it, if something happened to the city and Tiansu, if everyone died...
Ning Huaishan borrowed a stone to support himself, and suddenly said, "Fang Chu, if we die this time, will we be reincarnated?"
Fang Chu seemed to be taken aback by his sudden abnormality, and it took him a while to reply: "What unfavorable words did you say?"
Ning Huaishan took a deep breath and said, "Whoever said something unlucky just wanted to come suddenly and said it."
Beside the "chaotic" line is the sound of the continuous smashing of moves, accompanied by the wind of the "tide".
After a long time, Fang Chu's voice came faintly, also with the section of panting moves: "If the "chaotic" thread is returned, the present world will be gone, and we, I'm afraid, will disappear together, then... there will be no reincarnation."
Ning Huaishan pouted with difficulty.
Fang Chu said again: "But if it's all right in this world,... that's another story. I'm not afraid of any consequences."
Ning Huaishan: "How do you say?"
"If the present life is fine, we can reincarnate." Fang Chu seemed to be wounded, and he spoke intermittently: "This demon body has a catastrophe period, and it is haunted by resentful souls... If it is gone, it will be gone. I don't regret it."
Ning Huaishan laughed at himself, and gasped again: "But if you reincarnate, you won't know anyone anymore."
After a while, Fang Chu's voice came along the wind: "I'm messing around... I know something, and we have a special mark on our bodies."
Ning Huaishan: "What imprint?"
Fang Chu said: "The city has fallen."
"There are two marks, no matter where we are reincarnated, the city will know."
"In these hundred years, no matter how many times you turn around, the city will know if you want to return to this life."
"Ning Huaishan." Fang Chu's voice was far away, and the words fell into Ning Huaishan's ears. He said: "Life and death, someone has been watching us."
Someone who always remembers them, watches over them, picks them up when there's nowhere to go...
Still afraid that life and death will not meet again.