Soul Emperor Martial God

Xiao Yi held his hands and looked at these temporary tombstones.

The tombstones are densely packed, and if you have normal eyesight, you can't even see the end.

In front of these tombstones, there are coffins that have not been buried. There is a sentence of mutilated corpses in them. One day, the corpses will become bones and be buried in loess.

Death seems to be the ultimate fate of all living beings.

Even the strong, even these powerful martial arts masters who moved mountains and reclaimed the sea with their hands, stomped thousands of miles of broken martial arts, but ended in this bleak end.

"Heh." Xiao Yi shook his head slightly, "This world is not only the tomb of Tianjiao, but also the tomb of the strong."

This world is inherently dangerous.

"Sigh." Xiao Yi sighed lightly.

In such a realm, such a cultivation level, in fact, the Taoist heart has long been deep and extremely stable.

But seeing this densely packed tombstone, the robe that once lived and died together, quietly slept here, after all, it was a bit of a taste.

but.

It is true that people die like a lamp.

His eyes of the lunar sun can only absorb the power of martial soul, as for other things, such as cultivation base and spiritual consciousness, they will dissipate the world under the martial arts of heaven and earth.

Although he didn't absorb these martial arts powers, they just dissipated automatically.

But, after all, he didn't want to owe anything.

Looking inside, there was no change in the Bingluan sword in his body, which he had expected.

But the fire-controlling beast spirit is obviously darker in color, and the black is already so dark.

Xiao Yi shook his head, turned around, and left slowly.

Just a few steps away.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi paused, frowning, and a ghostly figure flashed past in the distance.

The figure's sneaking method was silent, and no one could feel it.

Although the Dongfang family is big, the mountains and the land are wide after this, but with his Xiao Yi's strength today, these sneaks can't be hidden from him.

"Ghost One?" Xiao Yi was slightly puzzled.

"What is this guy sneaking for?"

Xiao Yi frowned, his figure flashed, and he chased away, also silently.

I am afraid that the sneaking ghost would never think that there will be a silently sneaking voice behind him.

The edge of the demon domain.

In that huge line of defense, within the mountains, on the high mountain where Xiao Yi once fought the four great arrogances.

The figure of Gui Yi stopped abruptly, then looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and moved forward slowly.

rear.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, "What is this guy doing?"

Ahead.

The edge of the mountain cliff.

Pop...The ghost sat down one by one, lifted his cheeks, and sat quietly.

Pop... Another pop.

A strong palm patted the shoulder of the ghost.

As soon as the ghost struck a spirit, he almost didn't jump up.

But when he felt the familiar breath, the ghost relaxed again and yelled, "Lord, are you silent when you walk?"

"Such a big person, still scary?"

"Fortunately, I'm so bold."

"Heh." Xiao Yi chuckled and sat down aside, "What do we do weird?"

"After the war, everyone knows the relationship between you and me."

"With my identity, you can come and go in Dongfang's house by yourself, what do you do sneakily?"

The ghost pouted, "There is nothing weird, I just want to be alone."

"Lord, please don't disturb me, I want to be quiet."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yi chuckled, "I've seen your face for the first time."

At this moment, Gui Yi shrugged his head, resting his cheeks in his hands, looking listless.

The hideous face also seemed weak at the moment.

His sharp eyes drooped his eyelids, looking into the distance.

Behind this cliff is the demon territory.

In the distance, there is no end in sight, if I remember correctly, it is the land of the ghost and monster clan.

"Why, do you want the family land?" Xiao Yi smiled, "Then go back. It doesn't matter if they take the second ghost and live there for a long time."

"With my current strength, there is no need for you to follow."

"I'm going to travel in a few days, and I won't take you with me."

"I know." The ghost curled his lips. "In the past, when the Lord took us, we would be in a daze when there was nothing to do. I think the Lord your indifferent eyes contained a look of longing...cough...missing."

"The Lord is going to find the mistress, surely he won't take our six ghosts to the scene."

"Yeah." Xiao Yi smiled, "If you want to practice in the Hui area, you can practice."

"If you need help, you can go to the Mad Lion Clan to find the Old Demon Lord Mad Lion."

"The old mad lion demon respects my face and will definitely help you."

"I will leave you with a Senluo token later. If you see the commander, if you see my Senluo King, you will be safe in your demon realm."

He will go to travel later, and in a few days, maybe he will find a way to return to the Eastern Region.

After all, it is the land of the human race, and it is not good to bring six ghosts and monsters.

He wasn't afraid, but it's always good to have less trouble, and the six ghosts and monsters might not be used to walking in the territories of the human race.

"Thank you, Lord." The ghost thanked him, but he was still listless.

"Let's go, go back." Xiao Yi said.

The ghost shook his head.

Xiao Yi shrugged, "I will let Gui Er and the others come to accompany you?"

"No." The ghost was suddenly excited, "Master, I just want to be quiet."

Xiao Yi frowned, "What the **** is going on?"

"Nothing else." The ghost sat down again and said weakly, "I just don't want outsiders to see my ghost look later."

"When I was awe-inspiring, I wanted to attract the attention of the world."

"The sunset is west, and the dusk is miserable, it's better to be quiet."

"What and what?" Xiao Yi frowned, "Are you going to die?"

The ghost's eyes whitened, "I have more ghost Shengshouyuan of Rank Nine."

"It's just my talent..."

"What?" Xiao Yi frowned and asked.

The ghost sighed, "It seems that the Lord will not leave without asking."

"Master, remember what I said in the previous war?"

"Lord, you were about to absorb the aura of the ancestor of the spirit wood, but you are happy; when I am a ghost, it will be miserable."

"The Lord's failure, that price...will leave me with nothing."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yi had forgotten about it.

I thought that the battle for the changing sky was over, and the appearance of Guiichi was harmless. At most, he lost the support of the torrent of six laws and lost his strength.

But now it seems that it is more than that.

"Huh." The ghost took a deep breath, "We ghosts and demons are born with great talents."

"Even the people with the worst talents of our race are born no less than the peerless evildoers of your human race, probably at the level of that brat Bai Xing."

"The strong ones, such as my Ninth Rank Ghost Sage, are people who are against the sky, and the level of talents of the Eastern Qilin and Chilong is roughly comparable to me."

"There is no perfect thing in this world. There are advantages and disadvantages."

"The price of our ghosts and monsters being born with a powerful talent is to eat the Lord; if the Lord fails, we will lose everything."

"And I, it's even worse..." Guiyi suddenly cried and looked at Xiao Yi suddenly.

"Master, the more I think now, the less worth it, the more I think, the more I lose."

"If everything is possible, I will definitely care about your life or death."

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