"You asked the wrong question."
Ji Xue said coldly:
"It's not a question of whether I am willing or not-I only wish that there are no more lingering souls in the world. I hope that every cluster of soul light can have the opportunity to reincarnate, but you-did not give them."
He said, raising his eyes to look at the lightly falling soul light above the sky, raising his palm, trying to catch them.
However, when they are in the air, they are like fireflies, but once they touch the palm of the hand, they instantly turn into nothingness, like melting falling snow.
One by one soul, without the chance of reincarnation, just disappeared.
Jixue couldn't see the joys and sorrows in her eyes, she just stared at all this indifferently:
"Their reincarnation period has passed, and they can only become lone souls. Once they leave the Dream Market Realm, they will be wiped out... You can't bear it, actually."
When Ji Xue said these words, everyone looked at him incredulously.
Taking the soul, such a cold-blooded and ruthless evil god, who is trying to destroy the world, Jiixue actually said that he could not bear the soul light that was about to disappear
Even Nahun himself was stunned.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled.
The smile on the pale and handsome face like a god, with the raised lips, is so perfect and charming—
After laughing, Nahun realized that the human expression he had been trying to imitate before, but it turned out that the smile from the heart of humans should look like this.
"Although the god does not understand the human heart, you are not a human being. Why do those souls would rather sacrifice for you than submit to the rule of the god?"
Nahun strongly supported the body that was about to disappear, stood up, and because of his lack of strength, he had to find a place in ruins to sit down.
The gods of the past are now down and down, but he has no hatred, only puzzled in his eyes, like a child, he asked Jixue blankly:
"Those hundreds of thousands of souls, in order to let you leave the Dream Market Realm and fight against this God, are willing to be swallowed by you... I am very puzzled. I also used my divine power to protect them in the Dream Market Realm for 10,000 years. In their dreams, they satisfies all their desires and thoughts during their lifetime. Why do they interrupt their dreams by you, but in turn are grateful to you and hate their gods?"
When everyone around listened to the soul-satisfying words, everyone was surprised.
Who could have imagined that the Heretic God, who covered the sky with one hand and almost destroyed this world, would ask such naive questions
What is rare is that Jixue is also willing to continue to answer this evil god’s doubts:
"That's because I never wanted to rule them. From the very beginning, I just wanted to save them... Once they were saved, they wanted to save more people, but they were too weak and their own power couldn't do it. Yes, so they sacrificed themselves in this way and let me replace them and do what they want to do."
Nahun nodded: "Human feelings are really too complicated. If you are me, how can you keep the dream market?"
Jixue Road:
"Souls that should go to reincarnation should not stay in the Dream Market; some souls are too obsessed with reincarnation, so they are given the right to choose their dreams. The existence of the dream market is not a bad thing, but whether it is In the dream or outside the dream, every soul should be free."
"Is that so?"
"Ok."
Na Hun closed his eyes and nodded slightly, as if he had an epiphany.
Originally, the evil power that was dissipating from his body was a ghostly black foggy body, but at this moment, those evil powers turned into powerful golden gold, and these golds rose to the sky, turning into a bright light, turning the sky into a bright light. The floating and falling soul lights were lifted up one by one and gathered in a distant direction.
In a trance, those soul lights once again converged to look like the Dream Soul River, but... the direction they flow this time is the gate of reincarnation.
The tens of thousands of spiritists present all looked at this in surprise
One scene.
Among them, most of them actually only heard that an evil god came into the world, which would threaten the order of the heavens and the earth, or just came to support it because they heard that Feng Wuxie was in trouble.
They don't know exactly where the Dream Market Realm is, and naturally they don't understand where these soul lights will go.
It's just that the scene I saw when I looked up was too vast and spectacular, and very dreamy, it was only seen in this life.
"These souls are willing to go to reincarnation, I sent them away." Nahun suddenly sighed: "Although the original spirit is unwilling, it is better to send them away than let them disappear in vain."
"What about the rest?"
Jixue knows that there are still many souls. Although the dream has awakened and the truth has been understood, they have become accustomed to everything in the Dream Market Realm. Those souls have voluntarily given up the road of reincarnation and are willing to indulge in the Dream Market Realm. in.
"The rest is up to you." There was a trace of relief in the soul-satisfying eyes: "I have no time."
With that said, he actually injected all the meager divine power remaining on his body into Ji Xue's body!
Jixue was forced to accept these powers and stared at Nahun incredulously: "You..."
"God's heart is broken, and his body is broken. These divine powers stay in my body and will only continue to dissipate... It's better to... Give it to you. You are fine. My God has seen you since the first time I saw you. Because of his talent in the way of soul, he will have that deal with you. Now, although the remaining power of the god is not much, it is handed over to you to inherit the dream market—sufficient."
The tone of the soul-satisfaction didn't seem to be discussing what happened after his death, but as if he was handing over a task step by step.
Jixue felt the unfamiliar but vast power in her body.
"Sure enough, you would rather face extinction than withdraw the power to maintain the Dream Market Realm..."
Jixue looked at Nahun, this evil god who was about to die, suddenly somehow understood his will.
Unfortunately, he was too paranoid.
The soul-satisfaction lost its supernatural power and completely dissipated.
After a gentle mist dissipated, there was only one man in white clothes who was unsure of his life and death in the place where the soul was originally located.
"Young Master Bai!"
"Brother Ruochen!"
An Lingxi rushed up with Mo Ya.
Soon, Mo Ya let out a long breath: "Fortunately, I am not dead or dead, Brother Ruochen is still angry."
…
After hearing this, Feng Wuxie was finally relieved.
After all, Bai Ruochen has a ray of Yushen's remnant soul in his body, and he almost died with Nahun just now. She thought that Nahun died, and he would disappear...
fortunately.
Jixue turned around and said to Feng Wuxie:
"Xiao Wuxie, how I left the Dream Market Realm and came here, presumably, after listening to my previous conversation with Nahun, you already understand everything."
Feng Wuxie nodded.
Jixue looked at behind Feng Wuxie, Di Qianxie's threatening eyes couldn't help but smile:
"This matter is over. There are still many complicated things to deal with in the Dream Market Realm, so I will go first..."
When Jixue was halfway through, she suddenly scratched her head, and stopped talking.
"What's the matter?" Feng Wuxie asked in confusion.
Jixue took a deep breath, looked at Feng Wuxie's stomach, and asked:
"I can go in and out of the Dream Market freely now, so... in the future, can I go to Emperor Lingjiao to see you?"
"Of course you can!"
"Di Lingjiao doesn't welcome you!"
-Above, the first sentence is from Feng Wuxie, and the second sentence is from Emperor Qianxie.
But Jixue selectively only listened to Feng Wuxie, completely ignoring the threat of Emperor Qianxie, and quickly turned into a divine light and disappeared.
There is only one remaining voice left in Skyrim:
"That's it, Xiao Wuxie, my Highness will visit you from time to time!"
…
Di Qianxie felt that his soul power seemed to have recovered almost
Now, he was considering whether to rush into the Dream Market Realm and fight another wave.
Feng Wuxie tugged at his sleeve: "Xiao Qianqian, if you are jealous again, I really have to consider shave your head straight after going back."
Di Qianxie looked blank: "What is a flat head?"
Feng Wuxie looked at the innocent and curious expression of the emperor's master, and only thought it was extremely cute. For the first time, he stood on tiptoe under the eyes of everyone, and kissed him on his lips:
"You promised that I would never block my sword and sword to frighten me. I'll tell you what a flat head is, okay?"
Di Qianxie was caught off guard, and his ears immediately reddened. He used to have a thick skin when he arbitrarily asks for a kiss in front of people, but as soon as she took the initiative to get in, he blushed and his heart beats, so he could only turn his face away. Hummed:
"You let go first, there are so many people here."
Tens of thousands of spiritists are watching this way, why is this woman not embarrassed at all
When Feng Wuxie heard him say this, he screamed and let go of him.
But as soon as she left, Di Qianxie felt very upset again, so he stopped her halfway.
Feng Wuxie was inexplicably: "Didn't you let me let go, why did you drag me again?"
Emperor Qianxie threatened stiffly: "You... let go and try?!"
Feng Wuxie: "..."
She is afraid that she is dizzy by the soul, actually forgot her teacher is a cat, and it is proud to distort the fried hair.
The emperor spirit cultists and the spirit masters of all sects of the world pretended that they could not see anything, and they were busy putting together after the war. When the pharmacists saw the situation, they also put out a pair of "I don't eat dog food, I will save the wounded." Attitudes, each became busy.
Just after the war, the moment finally calmed down.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise on the ground, and a man with a profound cloth like ink rushed out of the ruins of the descending formation!
This imposing manner turned out to be-God of Desolation!
However, his face was stained with dust, and his clothes also had many damages. At first glance, it seemed that this wild god was a bit embarrassed...
Feng Wuxie stared intently, and was surprised: "... Mo... Mo Rong?"
Mo Ya was also shocked: "Brother?"
The emperor spirit teaches the congregation: "My destiny, my lord!"
Mo Rong rushed to Feng Wuxie with a serious expression:
"Ma'am! I got a little help at the eyes of the surrendering formation, and I have broken through to the realm of the wild gods! I will help you! Where is the soul-satisfying??"
Everyone heard the words: "..." was silent.
While talking, Mo Rong looked around vigilantly.
Huh?
Where is the soul
This End of the World... How does it seem... the war is over
God knows that as soon as he received the news from his wife, he immediately dispatched his troops to the end of the sky, but he was halfway there, unexpectedly... he almost died inexplicably
Needless to say, he knew it was the teacher who had something wrong!
His fate is so sad that he will die if he doesn't pay attention.
He thought he would be the same as last time, being drawn into some strange space with the leader, nine deaths and the like...
As a result, he was buried alive! Buried under a magic circle!
Fortunately, the leader was buried with him... Does he still have a companion
However, the leader obtained the divine power early and was free from the shackles of the eyes, and he... absorbed less than one-tenth of the divine power of the leader, and he has survived until now before he can come out!
I thought that after breaking through the realm of the desolate gods, he could fight a battle in front of the leader and his wife to save some dignity...
But... Where's the soul-catcher? ?
Mo Rong maintained a posture of being ready to fight. Under the eyes of everyone, he suddenly felt a moment of awkwardness in silence...
Di Qianxie glared at Mo Rong with a look like an idiot: "You still want to go back?!"
What a shameful thing!
Mo Rong understood something, helplessly embarrassed, retreated to the back of the team, and quietly cleaned up the post-war mess...
(End of this chapter)