A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

　　 The war between the human race and the monster race ends with the destruction of the monster race.

　　 But this demon island is very weird. Those dead souls cannot escape from this demon island and are trapped here forever. All the souls have become lonely ghosts over time.

　　 surprised Muyu, these resentful souls exuded powerful soul power, and the whole body showed a white light. They were different from the souls that Muyu had seen before.

In the past, when fighting with the ghost gatemen, those resentful souls were more like unconscious beasts, only knowing to rampage, but these resentful souls on the island only flashed white light, and did not pounce on Muyu, but stared at Muyu deadly. .

Mu Yu was stared at in a bit of a horror. If these souls rushed over to fight with him desperately, he could at least take out the wood spirits to solve them, but at present there is no soul coming to him without death, which instead let him Some are at a loss.

　　 "Strange, these souls... they are conscious!" Xiaoshuai was surprised!

　　 "Conscious?"

　　 Muyu thinks it's incredible. If you don't have that kind of special method of tyranny after death, such as the dead soul array of the dead wood father and the special skills of the ghost door people, you can't keep the soul consciousness at all. Once the time is long, the soul consciousness will be swallowed up, but Xiaoshuai said that these souls still retain consciousness.

　　 "I finally saw a comprehension person on the island!" A white shadow suddenly floated in front of Muyu's eyes and said in a very ethereal voice.

　　 This girl's soul really speaks!

　　 "Hello?" Muyu greeted him very politely, wherever the etiquette will make a good impression, even if the other party is not a person.

He looked at the white soul in front of him. Anyway, he had seen all kinds of strange things. At the beginning, he saw the corpse of life in the sand eagle king's underground palace. These souls who died for thousands of years can still retain consciousness and speak not So difficult to accept.

　　How to say that when I met Deer Boss and Guilao in Erzhong, they were both souls that were retained by special methods.

　　 The soul who spoke in front of his eyes was a middle-aged monk, still wearing the costume that died in his lifetime, and looked like a monk of a certain school, but Muyu did not know this school. As soon as the middle-aged monk appeared, many white shadows became their real person appearances, and began to appear around Muyu, watching Muyu.

　　 "Five thousand years, finally a living person came to this island!" The middle-aged monk said, looking very sad and excited, seeing Muyu as if he saw a rare baby.

　　 "Yeah! I didn't expect anyone to find this place after so many years." A fat old man sighed.

　　 "It's also a fate to find here. I don't know if it can help us." A young woman stared at Muyu closely, as if she wanted to see something from Muyu.

　　 Muyu was seen to have a little hair in his heart, and it was too strange for a group of souls to express their emotions after seeing him for the first time.

　　 "I just passed by to make soy sauce and didn't want to disturb everyone's rest. Can I go?" Muyu asked tentatively.

　　 He didn't feel the hostility from these souls. With the idea of ​​"people don't offend me, I don't offend", he doesn't need to take out the wood spirit to drive away these souls.

　　Middle-aged monk smiled: "This island is divided into two factions. If you leave our site, you will be killed by the demon clan. Are you going to go to the demon clan?"

"Hey?"

　　 Muyu didn't quite understand, can't the soul on this island get together?

　　 "My name is Bo Hong, this is He Liankong and Mu Mengfei, what is your name?" The middle-aged man Bo Hong introduced Muyu to the fat old man and the young woman.

　　 Other souls Bo Hong did not introduce, obviously these souls are headed by these three people. Muyu hesitated for a moment and felt that there was nothing to hide, so he said: "Good old people, my name is Muyu, from--from Danding School!"

　　 Muyu wanted to talk about Luochen School, but no one had heard of Luochen School, so he simply said Danding School. The Danding faction has been inherited for thousands of years and its reputation is also loud. These people should know that after all, the alchemist is still very popular in the cultivation world.

　　 The fat old man named He Liankong, he said in surprise: "You are from the Danding School? That's my junior! How many levels of alchemy master are you?"

　　 Muyu spread his hands helplessly, this can find the predecessors of Danding School, what else can he say?

　　 "How many levels of alchemy master are I? This...I think..."

Mu Yu touched his chin. Seriously, he had never considered this issue. He felt that he was a half-hanging alchemist, or that he was not an alchemist at all, but because of his special ability, he could eat it firmly. Set each alchemist.

　　 "Your little child has such a young cultivation practice? Is it a sixth-order alchemist?" He Liankong asked in amazement.

　　 Sixth-order alchemist? Mu Yu nodded. Anyway, the poison he learned from Dry Wood Daddy was enough to make him comparable to the sixth-order alchemy master, so it's not guilty to admit this.

　　 "I didn't expect that my Danding faction would appear to be your talented descendants! Good! Good!" He Liankong couldn't help complimenting.

　　 "Why are you an alchemist to come to Yaodao alone? What else are you coming for?" asked the young woman Mumengfei.

　　She said so, Muyu immediately remembered that there were ghosts on the island. He quickly said: "I don’t care about this, the ghosts have also entered the demon island, they are directed at you.

These souls come from, haven't you seen the ghost door people? "

　　 "Guimen? No, except for you, there is no second human race on this island. We will know if the Guimen come," Bo Hong said confidently.

　　 "Are you so sure?" Mu Yu looked at Bo Hong doubtfully, because he remembered very clearly that when he was just outside the island, he felt a powerful ghost spirit rising from the demon island.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The third explosion sounded again, and then there was a monstrous ghost spirit in the distance!

　　 "This is the breath of the ghost door people!" Mu Yu pointed to the ghost in the distance and said.

　　He Liankong laughed: "You misunderstood, this is the ghost domain child fighting the demon clan, the ghost domain child was a ghost door person before his death, but there is no living ghost door person on this island."

　　Gui Yuzi? Muyu remembered that when he was in the Moyun Mountains, when Master was framed by Guixuanyue, he once mentioned a person, that person is Guiyuzi!

　　 Feng Haochen once said that the technique of Gui Yuzi's veins was harmful to the sky. This is the reason for the death of Gui Yuzi. I did not expect that Gui Yuzi was actually trapped on this island!

　　 "Fight against the demon tribe? The demon tribe is still alive?" Muyu asked in surprise.

Bo Hong shook his head: "There are no living people on this island, only you. Five thousand years ago, our human race and demon race fought bravely, and there were countless casualties. The dead human race and demon race all turned into souls, but we still take Soul forms are competing with each other for territory."

　　 "No one can touch anyone between the soul and the soul, how do you fight each other? Is the rock-paper-scissors guessing fist?" Xiaoshuai asked curiously.

　　Kiyu could not help laughing, he knew some limitations of the soul. The soul is fictitious and can hurt living people, but it can't kill each other alone. This is a very strange rule of heaven.

　　 "You'll know if you come with me." He Liankong didn't care much about Xiaoshuai's ridicule. Instead, he was like a big hand. His majestic soul rolled up the wooden feathers, and swept the ghost towards the far away.

Mu Yu looked at Heliankong's soul power with surprise in his body. Everyone will produce soul power after death. He knew that, but this soul power would break away from the body, dissipate in the world, and be taken away by the triple palace. Turn into the power of the triple palace.

　　 But Heliankong and others seemed to retain their soul power after death. Could it be that they did not lose consciousness?

　　Heliankong took Muyu for a moment, bypassing the gravel-filled hill, and stopped at the top of a hill, then Muyu's expression became very shocked.

　　 "This -" Mu Yu was so shocked that he finally knew how these souls fought.

　　 Standing on the top of the peak and looking down, it is a huge basin. At this moment, there are two huge and strange-shaped skeletons in the basin. These two skeletons are spliced ​​by different bones and look very strange.

One of the skeletons is about ten meters high, and looks like a person. The huge head is composed of small human skulls. Many places on the whole body are inlaid with cool Reuters. The left hand is a variety of rib legs A sharp large bone knife composed of bones, and on his right hand is a huge shield composed of various pelvic bones.

　　 also has a huge pair of wings behind, but the wings are all assembled from the shoulder blades. It is not a wing, but a weapon to attack the enemy. Each joint is composed of a human skull.

If you look closely, you can find that the skulls are actually attached to the soul of a human monk, and there are two smaller souls standing in the huge eye sockets. These souls seem to be manipulating this huge skeleton, and another skeleton. It is difficult to distinguish.

　　 The skeletons on the opposite side are all made up of the bones of various monsters. Obviously this is controlled by the souls of the monsters.

Skeletons made of bones made by demon people are more selective~www.wuxiaspot.com~The patterns are also richer, because they have a lot of monsters and beasts. After all, there are many kinds of monsters in the sky, and humans can only use human skeletons. Come together to make it look monotonous.

　　The two skeletons are fighting fiercely under the control of their respective souls. The hard bones collide with each other. The dull impact sounds endlessly, just like watching two giants fighting. It is very savage.

　　 "Did you fight with your bones?"

　　 Muyu swallowed a spit, this kind of scene is really unbelievable, the soul can not fight each other, so they put together the bones of their lifetime and fight with the demon people?

"Yes! We call these assembled huge skeletons "Bone Warriors"! To date, our human race has won seven hundred and eighty-nine hundred and sixty-one games in this fight!" He Liankong Said.

　　 "What about the demon tribe?"

　　 "Of course they lost 74,986 games!"

　　 "So how many games did they win?" Mu Yu asked again.

　　 He snorted heavily, seeming to be annoyed at the problem.

"After the demon people die, they will revert to the appearance of demon beasts, so their bones are much more manufacturable than us. Now they have won eighty-nine thousand and twenty-seven games." Lian Kong said.

　　 Muyu opened his mouth, and the soul on this island was so painful!