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Zhuo Yifan's face changed drastically. He found that following Dongfang Liang's low groan, more than a hundred similar auras rose from the entire army of monks.

He exclaimed in surprise: "He is summoning the members of the Death Alliance, miss be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Miss Fang's bodyguard suddenly roared angrily: "The thief is so courageous, how dare he plot against Missy."

boom!

A figure suddenly exploded in front of Miss Fang. It was the old man beside her who made a bold move and directly knocked out a sneak attacker.

But at the same time, a fog-like smoke also spread.

"Attention everyone, this is the poisonous mist of the nether world, which can poison people's mind and soul, so don't get it."

Miss Fang shouted loudly, and at the same time quickly stepped aside under the protection of the two.

Bang bang bang!

At the same time, everywhere in the army of monks, this terrible smoke aimed at the soul rose up. The smoke was like a living thing, permeating in an instant, surrounding everyone.

Everyone panicked and retreated hastily, but it was too late.

Some people inhaled the smoke, and suddenly let out an exclamation, feeling that their thinking was slowed down, and their reactions were suddenly slowed down by more than a beat.

puff!

puff!

puff!

All of a sudden, these hidden Reaper Alliance fighters shot together, showing their ferocious faces, and harvested instantly.

No matter how high the level of the poisoned cultivator was, he would look like a fool at this moment, becoming dull. Before they could change their minds, the cold blade of the opponent had already entered their vitals.

They didn't even have time to scream, and fell under the butcher's knife of their companions in such a daze.

These people obviously had an antidote, and they launched them at the same time, killing crazily, beheading thousands of monks in an instant.

This change happened in an instant, and many people didn't even react.

However, these people are also exposed.

"The children of the Fang family listen to the order and immediately release the refreshing smoke!"

Miss Fang calmly ordered.

bump bump!

There were bursts of sound like fireworks, and the disciples of the Fang family shot out refreshing smoke instantly, which also filled the audience.

Dongfang Liang's expression changed, and he said in surprise: "You are indeed the spokesperson of Heaven's Punishment, and you have been prepared for a long time."

This refreshing smoke is also very powerful. It is said that it came to the upper realm, it is a holy object for detoxification, and at the same time, it is also the antidote for the poisonous mist of the nether world.

If it was a coincidence that Dongfang Liang was killed, he would not believe it.

As a sworn enemy, only the Heavenly Punishment Organization would prepare this kind of smoke.

Soon, the Nether poisonous mist was dispersed by the Xingshenyan.

The rest of the people immediately divided into two camps.

On one side is an army of nearly 2000 monks, and on the other side are more than [-] Death Alliance fighters.

There are actually only a little more than 100 members of the Real Death Alliance, but they still have subordinates, adding up to more than 2000 people.

Among them, Zhanjia Zhanxiu is the most noble among members.

It made his brother fight beyond belief.

The two brothers instantly became enemies of life and death.

Miss Fang fixed her eyes, and ordered: "Zhancheng, Ouyang family, you are responsible for killing the zombies, and the rest of you, follow me to kill these evil Death Alliance thieves, there will be no mercy."

Miss Fang's prestige was shocking, none of these people objected, and they took action one after another.

More than 8000 monks rushed towards the 2-odd Death Alliance army like a tide, and the two immediately launched a life-and-death battle far away from the main hall.

The rest of the people continued to attack the sarcophagus.

Dongfang Liang laughed loudly: "It's too late, you guys can't succeed."

Zhuo Yifan's spiritual power covered the sarcophagus, and with a sudden shock, he touched a strange soul.

The devil's heart infinitely fit the sarcophagus, evolving into invisible runes, trying to resist the attacks from outside.

This is also because the power of the mind is extremely miraculous. If it were the power of spiritual consciousness, it would have been broken by those bone arrows with special functions.

But while Zhuo Yifan was protecting the body in the sarcophagus, he also suffered a powerful attack, consuming a lot of source power every second.

When his eyes went dark, Zhuo Yifan suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an endless dark abyss, falling continuously, infinitely, without end.

He was taken aback.

Immediately, he realized that this was exactly the feeling brought about by the hidden soul consciousness resonance that he came into contact with just now.

Endless darkness, endless loneliness, and endless fear poured into his heart like a tide.

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan felt the same, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

He knew that this was Murong Xiaoqian.

A remnant soul that the world thought she would sleep forever!

But actually, who knew she was awake all the time?

However, she is just a remnant soul, a weak idea, unable to speak or do anything, even communicate with the closest people.

Until now, Zhuo Yifan fits the sarcophagus infinitely, and also fits her spirit and mind. It's like the radio is finally on a tune, and such a magical link is established in an instant.

Even now, Murong Xiaoqian is still just that weak soul, her powerful body, and even the blood of the true devil has nothing to do with her.

She is just a poor remnant soul trapped in the void.

She yearns for freedom and wants to rush out of this lonely darkness, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't succeed.

This is a place of absolute silence, nothing but darkness, no one can hear her, and no one can communicate.

But she can hear and feel the outside world.

So, she is anxious, she is afraid.

But now, Zhuo Yifan's consciousness appeared unexpectedly.

Murong Xiaoqian was overjoyed and couldn't believe it.

"You are Murong Xiaoqian?"

Zhuo Yifan asked tentatively.

"I am, are you Zhuo Yifan?"

Zhuo Yifan was taken aback: "How do you know my name? Could it be that you have been able to hear it?"

"Well, I can hear that your aura is very special, very special, different from theirs, are you here to save me?"

Zhuo Yifan smiled wryly and said, "My strength is limited now, I'm afraid I can't, you have to save yourself."

"My consciousness is sleeping in endless darkness, weak and powerless, I can't save myself, and I can't save others, they are all dead, there is no one left, Xiaohua, Dabai, Zhenshu, everyone who loves me, doesn't love me They are all dead, all because of me." Murong Xiaoqian said sadly: "Perhaps, letting me die like this is the greatest relief."

Zhuo Yifan was silent for a while, not knowing how to persuade her.

"This is all done by your father. It has nothing to do with you. Don't blame yourself too much."

"No, you don't know. At the beginning, it was I who discovered the "Skill of Killing Life" and told my father, so he would go crazy and cause disaster in the end. If I didn't say anything, hundreds of millions of people in this country would not It was massacred, and I am the culprit!"

Murong Xiaoqian said in pain.

Although she has suffered tens of thousands of years of mental torture, she still feels extremely regretful when she speaks out at this moment.