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Chapter 257

Words:2820Update:22/06/17 13:47:10

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Has it stopped?

Yan Li looked in the direction of Alkaid Peak, his brows slightly furrowing.

Yu Youwei's face was filled with a matter-of-fact expression, no longer paying attention to it, the copper mirror in her hand continued to emit strands of profound light, interweaving into a demonic net, gathering a large amount of resentful spirits.

However, although the resentful spirits were only born for a few years, the Lianyun Mountain's Qi Gathering Formation could be either Yin or Yang, being occupied by resentful spirits was considered resentful spirits, without their own opinions; the resentful spirits obtained the Lianyun Mountain's treasure land, growing rapidly, and now under Yu Youwei's coercion, they were finally completely enraged, emitting hysterical roars.

The rising and falling ghost cries alarmed the Ghost Emperor Star.

This time, that star seemed to have been infuriated as well, dripping down a dense blood colored light, like a bucket of blood descending from the sky, splashing onto Megrez Peak. A bloody light soared up from every vengeful spirit, and their gazes became exceptionally fierce and violent.

Opening their mouths to bite!

The demonic net that was interwoven with profound light, like locusts nibbling on crops, was instantly swallowed cleanly.

At this time, an exceptionally enormous resentful spirit appeared in the crowd, as if many resentful spirits were glued together. It had seven or eight heads, each malevolent and fierce; it had seventeen or eighteen hands, like the claws of an octopus, and some even stretched out from its stomach.

"Aooo!"

Its seven or eight heads all fiercely stared at Yu Youwei, obviously already possessing initial intelligence, knowing that the greatest threat was her.

Countless resentful spirits carrying a blood colored light pounced towards Yu Youwei, like a surging sea of blood, surging and surging.

Gu Shiyu's brows slightly furrowed, slightly retreating two steps, and was just about to make a move, but he saw those resentful spirits actually stop in midair.

"Use your souls to scatter, die a worthy death."

Yan Li indifferently said, a seal suddenly appearing on his forehead. The power of the same source, in addition to his own aura that was unforgettable to the resentful spirits, was like a bright lantern in the night, and they were like moths, pouncing over without a care for their lives.

"Only at the critical moment can a person's value be seen." Yu Youwei cast a meaningful glance at Gu Shiyu. The ancient mirror in her hand shone brightly, emitting a dazzling white light.

This white light was frightening, as if all the demons and monsters in the world couldn't exist, so it wiped out a large number of resentful souls. However, this was just the aftermath. The white light was clear, with the core being the brightest, it shone the huge resentful souls into dust.

With the death of the Vengeful Spirit Army, the Vengeful Spirit Army's momentum immediately stagnated.

Yu Youwei took advantage of this opportunity. The ancient mirror immediately spat out mysterious rays that interweaved into an even larger net, capturing a large number of resentful spirits and causing the formation to collapse. The blood-red light that was supporting it also dissipated.

After that, the Ghost Emperor Star seemed to be disappointed with them and did not move again.

In front of Yan Li's eyes, the new space appeared again. This was Shen Liuyun's road to survival. Nothing could stop him from moving forward.

However, the space door that had just been smashed open suddenly began to close again.

Yu Youwei made a hand seal and silently uttered the word "Imperial". The ancient mirror automatically rose into the air and landed above the space door. A large number of resentful spirits were involuntarily drawn over and continuously supported the space door.

However, the space door's healing power was too strong. The resentful spirits couldn't last more than a blink of an eye. Even with the number of resentful spirits in Lianyun Mountain, they would be exhausted in less than two days at this rate.

"We don't have much time. Let's go." Yu Youwei threw the ancient mirror away and stepped into the space door.

Yan Li followed closely behind, followed by Gu Shiyu and the other two people.

"In the case of the burning of Lianyun Mountain, more than one hundred and fifty-eight thousand people were burned to death. Is this the place? What is life to him? "

As soon as she set foot on this land, Shen Liuyun could deeply feel the weight of this number.

A large number of resentful spirits were consumed as energy in front of her. Her face turned pale because of anger. "What is life to him?"

"Sister Drifting Cloud?" Fu Er looked at her worriedly.

"They are crying … Killing is a sin …" Shen Liuyun suddenly burst into tears. "No matter what the reason is, killing is a sin …"

"Sister Drifting Cloud, what's wrong with you?" Fu Er grabbed her hand.

Shen Liuyun broke free and suddenly reached out to the ancient mirror. Her hand was actually trembling.

"Sister Drifting Cloud, don't!" Fu Er turned pale with fright. "If you do this, Master won't be able to come out. He will die in there!"

"I know …" Chen Liuyun's trembling jade-like arm finally drooped down slowly. "Every life has its own mission when it is born. The killer must carry the mission of the dead. He must carry it for his entire life … I cannot continue making mistakes …"

Before her voice died away, she stepped into the light door.

"Sister Drifting Cloud, wait for Fu Er!" Fu Er hurriedly chased after her.

Lianyun Mountain was destined to be lively today.

"General, we're here!" The sound of armor clanking could be heard as they barged into the place.

Over a hundred generals walked over with somber expressions. They faced the resentful spirits without fear.

"White Sun Palace!" Wang Yuanlang's eyes shone brightly. "Father once told me that there is a Wolf God Pagoda in White Sun Palace. It contains a large number of secret treasures collected by the Hu Tribe. If we can get it, our Wang Family will be able to truly gain a foothold among the nobles."

"General, that mirror must be an incredible treasure!" Liu Mingyuan looked greedily at the ancient mirror.

"Are you stupid?!" Wang Yuanlang said coldly. "Can't you see that White Sun Palace was forcefully opened by the mirror? If the mirror is taken away, how are we going to enter? — Your chance to be promoted and get rich is here. Anyone who can walk out alive today will be promoted by three ranks and rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold! "

"We are willing to die for the General!" The crowd was excited.

"Wang Yuanlang, I finally know. You're the one who killed the old monk!" Xiao Chun screamed.

"Haha!" Wang Yuanlang laughed. "You're not stupid. Unfortunately, don't you know that smart people often die early?"

"Do you know who you killed?!" Xiao Chun shouted angrily. "You're the sinner of the world. If His Majesty finds out, he will definitely not let you off. Your Wang Family will be consigned to eternal damnation!"

"No, you won't have the chance to leak it." Wang Yuanlang sneered. "When I bring the treasure back to Bing Province, you will lose your value. At that time, I will let you deeply understand the consequences of offending me."

"Enter!"

However, behind them, another group of generals came.

Compared to their excitement, this group was much more silent. Moreover, they all had wooden expressions, as if they were used to this.

"How did Wang Yuanlang know?"

Liu Chengfeng stood outside the spatial door, his brows deeply furrowed. Suddenly, he looked up and saw a masked man floating in the air. He quickly knelt down on one knee. "Greetings, Ghost Lord!"

The other generals also knelt down. "Greetings, Ghost Lord!"

"Hmm." The masked man said calmly, "I remember you. You're a descendant of the Profound Wind Sect, right? Which realm of the Divine Wind Technique are you at?"

Liu Chengfeng replied, "I'm beginning to comprehend the Dragon Painting Bone."

"Third realm, huh? Not bad," the masked man said. "However, you haven't broken through the Cultivation Realm. Forcefully comprehending it will only bring you harm. After this trip, come to my residence. I'll help you break through."

"Thank you, Ghost Lord!" Liu Chengfeng replied excitedly.

The masked man looked into the distance and said, "Go and stand guard outside the mountain. No matter who else comes, kill them without mercy!"

"Yes!"



White Sun Palace was like another world. It was as bright as day.

The moment Yan Li landed on the ground, he immediately felt uncomfortable. Water vapor assaulted his back, and the sound of water rumbled in his ears. He couldn't help but turn around to take a look, and he immediately froze. A huge waterfall was pouring down a hundred feet behind him. The continuous splashes of water were like a giant man-eating flower that was about to devour a person.

There was a circular platform under his feet, and there were brown wooden railings around it. There were three steps, two leading down to the left and right, and one in the middle, winding up.

The spatial door was above his head. In the dark night outside the spatial door, the resentful spirits and the ancient mirror could still be seen clearly, but no sound could be heard. It was like the world in the mirror, and he didn't know which side was real.

"This used to be a mountain called the White Sword Sect," Yu Youwei said softly.

"White Sun?" Yan Li looked at her.

"No one knows about them," Yu Youwei said. Yu Youwei said, "Before the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, cultivators were in chaos, but the White Sword Sect rarely intervened. Later, when they found the White Sun Palace secret realm, they were even more willing to hide from the world."

"How could such a sect be destroyed?" Yan Li asked curiously. "Was it also the doing of the founding ancestor?"

"That's not it. The founding ancestor didn't even know of the existence of such a sect," Yu Youwei said. "For some reason, they were suddenly killed. After the White Sun Palace was sealed, it reopened two hundred years later, during the era of the Martial Emperor. The Hu tribe discovered it and took it for themselves. They didn't know that the White Sun Palace was only temporarily opened, and they were defeated later because a large number of elites were trapped here. "

Yan Li suddenly thought of something and said, "No, since the Hu tribe built the Wolf God Pagoda here, then the White Sun Palace must have been opened long enough for them to finish building it. We didn't come in through the normal path? "

"Smart." Yu Youwei's beautiful eyes moved. "The Yanshan Robber burned down the Lianyun Mountains, and hundreds of thousands of resentful spirits stayed here. They used the Lianyun Mountains to grow stronger and stronger, which was why we could use them. We really have to thank the Yan Dragon Butcher for being able to enter. What's the relationship between Young Master Yan and him? Could you introduce me to him? "

Yan Li said noncommittally, "You said that a large number of Hu tribe elites were trapped here, but why don't I see any signs of human existence?"

"Young Master Yan is really a watertight person." Yu Youwei shook her head and smiled lightly, then stepped onto the stone steps.

Yan Li followed and said with a smile, "It's just an introduction. Of course, no problem."

Yu Youwei said, "The Hu tribe has a tradition of burying their dead with the dead. They're probably in the Wolf God Pagoda."

"You know a lot," Yan Li said.

"You know too little," Yu Youwei said with a smile. "Then it's a deal."

"Why do I feel like I'm at a disadvantage?"

The winding flight of steps was not very long. In a short while, they reached the top. At the end of the flight of steps was a huge memorial archway. On the plaque at the very top were the words "White Sword Sect" written in bold strokes.

These words were very charming, and every stroke seemed to contain a wonderful sword force.

However, what attracted Yan Li's full attention were the words on the door frames on both sides. They were the same, but had a different meaning.

Yu Youwei glanced at Yan Li and read out meaningfully, "A coat of misty rain, no rain, no sunshine."

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