Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"You don't fight?" Lin Sansheng's voice was heard around him. The road was around, there was no one here, only two of them were left, and... the Jingzhou Ding.

"This is not my war." The wind whispered.

"You can forcibly stop the Qingyun ancestor."

The wind looked for Qingyunzi again, and he was still fighting in the crowd. "This is his war. I can't stop it."

Even if he is reluctant, he can only respect his choices. Just like Qingyunzi himself said, everyone has what they want to do and what they should do. Even if they are close to mentoring, they have no power to choose on his behalf.

"Shaoyang is over there!"

Lin Sansheng discovered Ye Shaoyang, who was fighting with the right army, pointing to the wind.

"Why don't you still go?" Daofeng asked Lin Sansheng.

"What about you?"

"I have my own plans, you are going!"

Lin Sansheng had no choice but to drill into Jingzhou Dingzhong.

The road wind flew up, and a blue shadow flew to Ye Shaoyang at a very fast speed to join the battle.

Right Jun is no longer capable of fighting Ye Shaoyang and Daofeng. In the face of the attack, he immediately receded in recognition. The road greeted Ye Shaoyang and returned to the island.

"Don't you want to join the battle?"

"This is not our battle. If you are one, you can't change the result."

Ye Shaoyang looked at him slyly. "Then we are doing it, look at it?"

"I will know later."

"Everyone?" Ye Shaoyang looked around, and then he found himself surrounded by two winds and was shocked.

"All gone, stay here and die."

"What about Master?"

The wind looked up at the top of the dome, and Ye Shaoyang looked down at him. As a result, he did not find Master. He only saw a few figures being sucked into Qingzhou Dingzhong, and then looked at the wind and looked stunned, suddenly realized what, all over the body. A trembling, both hands grabbed the collar of the wind and shouted: "Master is also on top?"

"When I pick you up, I am afraid that I have already entered the reincarnation."

"what!"

Ye Shaoyang's legs were soft, and almost the sister stood up and shouted: "Why don't you stop him, let him die!"

"If the people who are the ghost-caught alliance go to die together, are you willing to live alone? Even if you want, that is your choice. Master has his own choice. Can I force it?"

Ye Shaoyang's heart was like a knife, and he suddenly let go of him, sitting on the ground, looking at the figure flying in the sky, looking for the figure of Qingyunzi in vain.

He understood the practice of Qingyunzi. At this step, he really saw the death of life and death. Besides, Qingyunzi had already had the thought of reincarnation. When he first died, he forced himself to stay.

Although Qingyunzi has stayed, he always has the thought of reincarnation. He is interested in everything in the Three Realms. He has finally found this unruly Shura community. It has been concealed for almost 20 years. Now it is almost the last piece. The pure land is gone. He wants to live with you and go to the reincarnation. Ye Shaoyang can fully understand this. He is just uncomfortable and will never see Master again.

Moreover, the power of this Qingzhou Ding's reincarnation is directly connected to the six reincarnations, but the one that has been turned into after it should be random.

Ye Shaoyang was a bit worried about the results of Qingyunzi's reincarnation, but he thought that Qingyunzi had a good relationship before his death, and he was arrogant, and perhaps he had a good home. He should have a good start.

When I took a deep breath and stood up, I wiped my tears and said, "You say, what to do now."

His voice just fell, only heard a loud bang, the sound of the tide on the rock wall, the two looked at the sound, only the left side of the island, the blood wave has been beaten to the side of the barrier In the above, a hole was penetrated, blood was poured in, and the lowest islands were melted.

The more the blood and water were filled, the barrier was pierced through a gap, and it quickly collapsed. The Shura Islands lost their last protection.

Also in this process, the battle that took place above the dome also came to an end.

They are all dead... or they have been inhaled in Qingzhou Dingzhong and have been reincarnation.

Ye Shaoyang and Daofeng’s heart are all excited. This warfare gods and gods are completely annihilated. They have not been able to overcome absolute power, but they have defended their glory. This fierce and tragic battle will surely be picked. Into the annals.

The Promise Ghost King finally cleared all the opponents and collected Qingzhou Ding. He stood silently in the air. His men, the Yin soldiers and zombies of the Taiyin Mountain surrounded the last island group that the road wind and Ye Shaoyang stood. But without further orders, they were on standby, not attacking.

The Promise Ghost King overlooks the two people, and the look is a little sad and said: "Where is this..."

Then he turned to look at the **** waves of the Styx, and said: "Will the ancestors of the river, are you still coming out?"

Soon after he said that the water waves had aggregated, then a column of water vacated and rose to the height similar to the Promise Ghost King. Then the waves split the amount and walked out of the middle.

Daofeng and Ye Shaoyang could not help but see.

Although this person came out of the blood, but his body is not stained.

When he saw him, Ye Shaoyang suddenly stopped. In his imagination, since he is the ancestor of the Styx, there is a "ancestral" word, and his mind has always been the kind of mystery that is often seen in costume dramas. The face of an evil white-bearded old man, the result... is a handsome white man!

Long, it’s not handsome, but it’s full of heroism, and within the scope that the sister will like at first glance, it looks like it’s thirty years old. It’s probably dressed in the Han Dynasty, and the long hair is tied behind the head with a red ribbon. The ponytail, holding a jade in his hand, with a mysterious smile on his face.

The only difference from ordinary people is that there are dozens of dragon-eye-sized blood beads around him, centered around his body, slowly swirling around in a certain pattern, just like a satellite spinning around a star.

It’s just that his image made Ye Shaoyang stunned. He said that it’s the oldest ancestor of the river. The result is a son.

"Congratulations to the ancestors." The Promise Ghost King also looked up and down.

The old ancestors of the Styx stretched out and then squatted against the promise ghost king. "Thank you for the ghost king."

"How is the feeling of regaining freedom?"

"I have been waiting for this day." The old ancestors of the Styx River performed meticulously, but they were also distracted by the joy. They spread their arms and absorbed the aura in the air around them.

Ye Shaoyang took a deep breath and his mood was somewhat complicated. After all, the Promise Ghost King succeeded. From now on, one more enemy, one super-powerful.