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Chapter 2652

Words:1997Update:23/03/21 12:26:20

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Zi Yuan exclaimed, "This stone bridge is too dangerous. Brother Qing Xuan, are you sure you can cross it?"

Yang Qingxuan said, "I'll try. You two return to the saint artifact."

The two girls turned into rays of light and flew back into Yang Qingxuan's body.

Yang Qingxuan strode toward the stone bridge.

At this time, two figures flew over from the distance. One was a man and the other a woman. They exclaimed at the same time, "Bridge of Helplessness? Yang Qingxuan! "

The two stopped at the bridge, not daring to cross it.

Yang Qingxuan's body began to surge with golden light the moment he stepped onto the bridge. The scripture of the Formless Rulai Sutra flickered on his body.

The dense aura of death lingered around him, but it was all blocked by the scripture.

Yang Qingxuan walked a few steps carefully and then stopped. He had a certain understanding of the aura of death on the bridge before continuing forward.

However, his pace was still steady and even. Soon, he reached a place with broken stones.

Yang Qingxuan looked down and found that the stones were real stones. He couldn't see the shape of a human body at all. They had been completely petrified by the aura of death.

Yang Qingxuan continued to walk forward, and the stones under his feet emitted a cracking sound before turning into dust.

Suddenly, a low whimper came from both sides. A large number of human figures appeared in the rolling aura of death and rushed toward Yang Qingxuan.

The leader was the martial artist who had just died in front of Yang Qingxuan. His face was full of resentment, malice, and unwillingness.

Countless hands reached out from the aura of death.

Yang Qingxuan's body flashed with golden light. He took out the Sky Ruins Halberd and slashed to both sides.

"Chi!"

Golden light flickered as the aura of death was split apart.

However, it merged back into one in an instant. The hands still reached out desperately to grab Yang Qingxuan's body.

"So troublesome."

He waved the halberd in his hand and put it back into his astral ring. He raised his hand and made a hand seal. His whole body ignited in flames and turned into the Eternal Flame Body.

All the aura of death was burned away in an instant. The hands desperately retreated, not daring to approach again.

Yang Qingxuan turned into a streak of flame and rushed forward.

From time to time, a large number of howls and screams could be heard from both sides.

Suddenly, all the sounds stopped. Yang Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat, and his footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

At the front of the bridge, under the surging Death Qi, a huge Undead Spirit appeared. Its eyes flashed with a dim light, and its palm pressed down like the cover of the sky.

A vortex appeared in the center of his palm, and countless vengeful spirits and spirits rushed out, wailing.

Yang Qingxuan formed a seal with both of his hands, and a pillar of fire shot out from behind him. In the air, he transformed into a celestial phenomenon, and sent out a Six Solar Palms.

"Boom!"

As the two palms collided, countless horrified screams rang out. Those departed souls were all purified by the Purifying Karma Heavenly Flame.

The huge undead spirit in front of the Bridge of Helplessness collapsed.

The fire turned into a whirlpool and rushed over, opening up a path to the other side.

The man and woman on the other side of the bridge watched the process of Yang Qingxuan crossing the bridge, and their faces turned pale. They looked at each other and froze there, not knowing whether to get on the bridge or leave.

The huge fire tornado rushed to the other side of the bridge, and directly transformed into Yang Qingxuan's real body. With a tap of his foot, he continued to rush forward.

Not long after, a magnificent building appeared in front of him. It was a majestic palace, and it suddenly appeared on the ground.

Yang Qingxuan was stunned. His eyes flashed with a golden light. In the open space in front of the palace, there were many traces of fighting, and two corpses.

Yang Qingxuan went over to take a look. He had seen the two corpses before. They were the people who had entered the ancient battlefield this time.

He raised his head and stared at the palace with a dignified look.

Suddenly, a figure flashed out from inside, his face full of fear. As soon as he saw Yang Qingxuan, he hurriedly said, "Friend, leave quickly. There's a ghost inside!"

Yang Qingxuan had seen this person before. He was the companion of the two people who had died. He didn't know which family he was from.

He frowned, "Ghost?"

At this moment, a hearty laugh came from inside the palace, "It's a pleasure to have a friend from afar. It's been many years since someone has visited my Sacred Blood Sect. Since you're here, why don't you come in and have a chat? "

The other person said, "Are we going in or not?"

Yang Qingxuan pondered for a moment, then smiled, "Just as the friend inside said, since we're here, let's take it easy. Let's go."

The other person said, "Okay."

The two of them immediately entered the palace together.

Inside, it was a dazzling sight, filled with laughter and hundreds of people who were having a banquet.

Beautiful maidservants shuttled back and forth, carrying all kinds of nectar and jade fruits.

At the front of the palace, a red-clothed old man was stroking his beard. He pointed at an empty table and smiled, "Friends, please sit."

The other person glanced at Yang Qingxuan and whispered, "Are these people people or ghosts?"

Yang Qingxuan said, "I don't know."

The other person frowned, "Do you want to go over?"

Yang Qingxuan said, "Let's go over."

Immediately, he walked over to the table and sat down. The other person also followed and sat beside Yang Qingxuan.

Immediately, maidservants served fruit wine and other things. They were full of Spiritual Qi and fragrant.

The old man's face was red as he smiled, "This old man is the Sect Master of the Sacred Blood Sect, Situ Hong. May I know the names of these two friends?"

Yang Qingxuan reported his name. The other person said, "This one is Zhang Heng."

Situ Hong said, "You two are here for the Fighting Souls, right?"

Yang Qingxuan's face became serious as he asked lightly, "Are there any Fighting Souls here?"

The noise in the hall suddenly stopped, and then burst into laughter. All the warriors present were laughing so hard that they were rolling back and forth. The maidservants also covered their mouths and snickered, glancing at Yang Qingxuan and Zhang Hang from time to time.

Situ Hong said, "We are the Fighting Souls you speak of."

The smile on his face did not fade as he said, "In the past, our entire Sect was suppressed by the Bridge of Helplessness, and then we were all refined to death. Then, the resentment did not dissipate, and in this unique environment, became Fighting Souls. Speaking of which, it was a blessing in disguise. After becoming Fighting Souls, the resentment was still great at first. But as time passed, the resentment dissipated little by little. Finally, one day, we all thought it through and threw everything away, living happily. Staying here is much better than entering the Reincarnation Cycle. "

The palace was once again filled with cheerful voices. Everyone sang and danced, enjoying themselves to the fullest.

Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly, "There is actually such a Fighting Soul …" He picked up the wine cup, drank it in one gulp, and praised, "Good wine."

Yang Qingxuan picked up the wine cup, looked at the yellow-orange liquid in the cup, and suddenly said, "Fighting Souls are formed by willpower. Since the resentment is gone, how can they still exist?"

As soon as he said this, the palace became quiet again.

Everyone looked at Yang Qingxuan. That kind face began to become ferocious, and a fierce aura surged out of his body.

Situ Hong's face turned into a beast, like a fox, and shouted, "I didn't want to kill you, but since you want to die, you can't blame us!"

Zhang Heng said in shock, "Not good! Brother Qingxuan, leave quickly. I will stop this old fox. "

Yang Qingxuan's Fiery Golden Eyes flashed as he stared at Zhang Heng and said lightly, "Let me stop you, Saint Blood Sect Master."

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