Soul Burial Swamp was enveloped by the power of death released by Ming Yu in an instant!
"The spirits of the dead are for my use!"
The sound of ancient beasts shocked the whole land!
The god of death released the black feathers that covered the sky and the sun. Under those black feathers intertwined, the ancient war inspiration was greatly affected by the terrifying force of death, and all began to riot and struggle!
The power of tens of thousands of evil spirits gathered here, and those terrifying faces overlapped and intertwined in the air. Those shadows were suppressed under the power of Hades like black, wriggling worms, densely packed, making people feel Disgusting!
Feng Wuxie had already seen the scene of the dark cloud covering the sky and obscuring the sun when the crow slayer appeared before, so when he saw the power released by Ming Yu, he knew that Ming Yu was going to make a big move!
Faced with the undead pollution of a large area like Soul Burying Swamp, the best way is to purify, but as the god of death, Ming Yu has only one way to "purify"-destruction!
The power of death swallowed this swamp at the fastest speed!
The black smoke billowed above the swamp, like a volcano about to erupt—
And those boiling black smoke are just the undead crushed by the power of death!
The power of these undead is being swallowed by Underworld!
Yaoxi stared at Ming Yu in the sky intently, worrying between her brows.
"He's almost reaching the limit." Yaoxi sighed.
"What's the limit?" Feng Wuxie asked.
Just as he asked this sentence, Feng Wuxie raised his head and saw—
In Tiantian, inadvertently, a faint blood flashed in Ming Yu's eyes!
She couldn't help frowning—such a strange red color, Feng Wuxie had seen in the eyes of Crow Killer, but now Ming Yu gave her a different feeling—
For some reason, she felt that the spirit power around her seemed to become cold, the wind was howling, lightning and thunder...
The undead are still being swallowed by the power of Hades, but—
The difference is that even the land, vegetation, even birds, and beasts outside the scope of Soul Burial Swamp were absorbed by Ming Yu into the darkness that belonged to him!
… Even the creatures are beginning to swallow
Oops!
Feng Wuxie suddenly realized the danger! I also understand what the "limit" Yaoxi just mentioned is!
As the power of death was absorbed by Ming Yu surgingly, Ming Yu's consciousness had begun to be influenced by that terrible power...
If this continues, I am afraid that even Feng Wuxie and the others will be catalyzed by Ming Yu into the black smoke of death! Become one of thousands of dead souls!
Yaoxi's eyes were fixed, took a deep breath, and shouted towards the sky: "Mingyu! Come back soon!"
However, Mingyu is absorbing a large amount of death power, and those powers made him feel an unprecedented release-he was originally an ancient beast, born in the name of death! It was his innate desire to absorb the undead from the Soul Burial Swamp!
His eyes were scarlet, and there was an invisible bloody mist around his wings.
He lowered his head and glanced at Yaoxi—a gesture of looking down on humans with a god.
Humans, as far as ancient fierce beasts are concerned, are pitifully small and have an extremely short life span.
Looking down is his instinct!
Ming Yu did not respond to Yao Xi.
Yaoxi clenched her palms, frowning even more...
Feng Wuxie also became nervous!
At this moment, Feng Wuxie suddenly heard the voice of the crow killing in the ancient tower of space:
"Innocent, can you let me borrow your eyes and take a look outside?"
—When I first traveled into this world, Feng Wuxie's soul power was low. Crow Killer and Xiaobai could also directly sense everything from the outside world through Feng Wuxie's consciousness, but then Feng Wuxie realized this Sensation becomes extremely inconvenient at some point—for example, when Di Qianxie is with her, Xiaobai’s gossiping dragon always wants to peek... So Feng Wuxie sealed the repercussions.
In fact, even so, Crow Killing can still feel the changes in the external environment through Feng Wuxie's spiritual consciousness, but he can't be completely certain. He is in the ancient pagoda and must be very concerned about the situation.
Feng Wuxie gathered his soul power and lifted the seal: "Look at it."
Immediately, Feng Wuxie's eyes flashed, and it was Crow Sha that had attached his spiritual consciousness to Feng Wuxie's body.
Crow Killer looked at the darkness in front of him, everything he touched, was so familiar...
He looked at the other himself in the soul-burial swamp—the one who was gradually engulfed by darkness and death.
Ah, when I was on the verge of extinction, I was like this...
Turning his head, he fixedly looked at the woman next to Yao Xi again.
Yaoxi's eyes were full of unbearable—she was heartbroken for her partner who was fighting in the Swamp of Souls, even though that partner had already run away with strength, and she was about to miss her.
At that moment, Crow Killing suddenly unlocked the knot that had held him back for ten thousand years-
Really can't continue anymore.
In that way, he returned to the beast that was dominated by death, not death.
That way, he would forget her, just remember to kill, and everything would be meaningless.
He has been blaming her all the time-why not let him accompany her to face the soul and face the battle
He said that he would always follow her, why did he seal her in the inseparable magic weapon of Guta, instead of letting him die with her
Ten thousand years of lonely sleep, it is better to let him die with her!
But Crow Killer now understands—
That’s because Yao Xi’s calculations are more far-reaching...
She had long guessed that in the years after ten thousand years, the soul-satisfaction would continue to be troublesome.
What she wants is that even after ten thousand years, he can still be led by her clone, Feng Wuxie, through the torrent of time, come to her, and continue to fight.
Fight!
He no longer blames Yaoxi.
"Enclose Mingyu in the ancient tower, and let him continue, he will be more painful than death."
This voice came from Feng Wuxie's mouth.
Feng Wuxie's spiritual consciousness was shocked-how could she say such a thing? !
She felt the pain of the crow killing, how could she let Yaoxi seal it
This is not her will!
Before a while, Feng Wuxie understood!
It's a crow kill!
Crow Killer was able to use the short time she lent her body to him, and manipulate her body to say this!
The previous crow slaying was trapped by the ancient tower, it couldn't do this!
Yaoxi turned her head and looked at Feng Wuxie with surprise.
"You don't need to feel guilty, don't hesitate anymore. If you want to seal it, just do it. And... Even if you put me in, I can come out again, but it takes a little longer."
It's been a little longer... Ten thousand years.
Even Crow Killing no longer uses Feng Wuxie's body as a cover, and directly calls himself "I".
Yaoxi's eyes widened: "Are you... Could it be that..." She looked at another figure in the sky that was fighting...
"That's right." A black soul light flew out of Feng Wuxie's soul mark, and gradually turned into a looming appearance, it was the soul consciousness of Crow Killing!
This soul consciousness, he has worked hard for ten thousand years, until today, he was finally able to get out of the trace of power controlled by the ancient pagoda.
Of course, this is also due to Feng Wuxie's efforts to kill evil spirits for him to eat and restore his soul in recent years.
Although the condensed form of this thread of soul consciousness is vague. But Yao Xi could still tell that this was Ming Yu's appearance.
"Mingyu, you..."
"My name is Crow Killer now."
When he said these words, Feng Wuxie felt the sorrow and excitement in Crow Killing's heart.
I was a little bit savage in my heart. After all, to her, Crow Killing seemed to have always been her possession, but Feng Wuxie had always understood that she had never been able to surpass Yaoxi's weight in Crow Killing's heart.
At this moment, Yaoxi and Crow Killing had their eyes facing each other, and Feng Wuxie felt as if he had become an outsider.
After all, I still want to be happy for the crow killer. After working hard for so long, I finally waited for the moment of reunion.
Feng Wuxie retreated a bit, leaving the position to them.
The air seems to be quiet—
Behind the killing of crows, death is still surging, the world is still flying sand and rocks, and the evil spirits are still howling and struggling—
But everything seems to have become silent.
All become his set.
His voice was low, and Yao Xi even felt that what she had just heard was an illusion.
But then, the vague figure spoke again:
"You may not know how long I have been looking for you, because for you, I have never left. But I still have to say, Master, after ten thousand years, I am back..."
(End of this chapter)