Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 217 A sword seals the throat

We are neither the living nor the dead, we shall be forgotten by the living and the dead.

We return to the world we said goodbye to, but we can never return to the days we lived in, the people we loved.

We are beings and curses, therefore we forget the past, and are forgotten by the past.

The incantation that Yuhua chanted came from the god of death in the ancient underworld. This incantation perfectly interprets the meaning of the existence of the dead.

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Following the mantra she recited, everyone, be it the living or the dead, fell silent at this moment, and then a great sadness descended on everyone's heart.

What are revenants?
They wandered in the world, and they couldn't return to their families if they were not accepted by the underworld. They endured the wind and rain until they were burned out by wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Even if they became disciples of the dead souls of the demonic way and condensed their yin bodies, wouldn't having a yin body be the same as being resurrected?
I don't know how many dead souls cry because of the spell of the god of death. Their sorrow comes from the confusion of their own existence, and they don't know what they exist for.

The gods are high above, overlooking all living beings.

Only the god of death stays alone in the ancient underworld, and with the lonely death as a partner, he bears the heaviest grief.

I stood behind Yuhua, listening to her recite the spell of death.

I couldn't help but sighed a long time in my heart, fortunately she has me by my side, our souls are closely intertwined, so she won't be confused like this.

"I am the god of death, in my name, I will grant you liberation!"

As Yuhua uttered these words, the sadness of the disciple of the dead soul of the demonic way gradually disappeared, and then a firm belief glowed from the depths of his soul.

This firm belief stems from the recognition of one's own identity.

How life is, how death is, I think about it, the world exists because of me!
The will of the forty thousand dead souls frantically condensed towards Yuhua.

When all the soul disciples came out of the shadow of sorrow and raised their noble heads, Yanhua gathered the will of all the souls and walked towards the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death.

Everyone was holding their breath, tightening their minds, watching Yuhua take the first step.

The Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death is made up of black bats sacrificed from the bones of the dead souls. If the will of the dead souls is not approved, the bridge will be broken, and this place will become a dead end.

Not only that, but the bone-dead black bats that turned into bridge bodies would also gather together to attack and kill the demonic disciples.The combat strength of the dead bone black bat is comparable to that of a low-level half-step celestial being. If they attack in groups, the demons will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

With a slap, the dead bone riding boots on Yanhua's feet stepped onto the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death.

The bridge body shook, and then it seemed that thousands of dead souls roared at the same time, and the will of the dead souls on the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge was activated.

Yanhua took a step forward and stood still.The figure didn't move, but the Dragon Soul flag on his back was buzzing.

After a while, Yanhua took the second step.

The roar of the dead souls caused by this step became more intense, and the vibration of the bridge body also increased, as if it would break at any time.If the bridge breaks, Yanhua will fall into the abyss of death below, killing and robbing the upper body endlessly.

Now she can't turn back, the bridge will be broken.

Yan Hua continued to move forward, each with an indomitable determination to move forward, and never stopped.

The Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death fluctuated, struggling in the air like a vicious black dragon, as if throwing Yuhua off its body, or breaking the dragon's body.

But no matter how the black dragon tossed and tossed, Yanhua's heavy footsteps remained undisturbed.

Gradually, the will of the souls of the dead was completely irritated, and the rocks and rocks on both sides of the trembling cliffs rolled down together. Later, even the resentment from the abyss of the dead below was summoned up.

The Black Bat Life and Death Bridge became cloudy and foggy, and Yanhua's undulating figure along with the bridge was also covered by the cloud of necromancy.

Time passed very slowly, and there was a dead silence in the demon camp. Everyone was holding their breath and staring at the violently turbulent Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death.

Roar!
The dragon roar sounded.

"Not good!" Jiang Xueyang exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death has already shown signs of transforming into a dragon. I don't know how many dead souls were killed by the Yinshan Dharma Line in order to sacrifice this bridge to gather such a powerful and indelible will of the dead souls."

"Then can Yuhua successfully cross the bridge now?" I asked worriedly.

"It's hard to say, it depends on whether the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death can successfully transform into a dragon."

Jiang Xueyang said that if the will of the soul of the dead is to transform into a dragon, it is a trivial matter not to cross the bridge, and the evil way will be destroyed.

I later learned that although there are many evil magic circles in the Yinshan Ancestral Court, the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge is the most difficult test of life and death.

The black bat lives and dies as a bridge to transform into a dragon, and its combat power is comparable to that of Tianzun.

This bridge is the strongest fortress to protect the ancestral court of Yinshan, even surpassing the [-] direct disciples of Yinshan.

Hearing what Jiang Xueyang said, I became more and more worried about Yuhua.

At this moment, the mighty dragon chant sounded again.

Then I saw that the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge in front of me had changed, and dragon scales began to grow on the dark and undulating bridge surface at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dragon scales spread forward quickly like a tide.

When the dragon scales cover the entire bridge, the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge will turn into a necromantic black dragon.

It's not that the will of the dead souls in my demonic army is not firm enough, but that the ancestral court of Yinshan is too defiant. There are more than ten million wills of the dead souls on this black bat life and death bridge.

Going up the bridge alone is like hitting a stone with an egg.

Seeing this, I couldn't bear it anymore, and walked towards the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death.

"Xie Lan, what are you going to do?" Jiang Xueyang stopped behind me.

"Cut the dragon."

After I finished speaking, I pulled out the Wentian Sword, and released the sword air as I walked.

I can't suppress the will of the souls of the dead on the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death only with my own determination. Since the transformation of the Black Bat Bridge into a dragon is irreversible, all I can do is to kill the dragon.

Since my consciousness has absorbed the fragments of the sword demon's divine sense, now every shape of my sword air can be transformed into a perfect dragon shape.

My people walked on the bridge with strides, and countless dragon-shaped swords followed behind them.The fog of necromancy covered my five senses and six senses, but it couldn't stop my steps.

The magic sword is surging, and the sword energy is unstoppable, and more and more dragons are manifesting in the shape of the sword energy behind me, from a hundred to a thousand, from a thousand to ten thousand...

Yanhua's presence is too dazzling, covering my edge, but in fact my combat power is not inferior to hers.I am not as good as Yuhua in leading troops to fight. I only talk about destruction and killing. Now my Wentian Sword is stronger than her Demon Suppressing Sword.

Her strength lies in the army's prestige and morale, and her strength lies in her indomitable way of breaking the army.And my strength is a combination of the chaos of the seven kills and the madness of the magic sword.

Because the broken army is born for war, but the seven kills exist for killing.

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When the third dragon chant sounded, I saw Yanhua's figure.

Right in front of her, there was a huge black dragon's head floating proudly.The dragon's head was as big as a mountain, and the longan's eyes seemed closed, obviously not fully opened yet.

If the dragon's eyes are opened, it means that the black bat's bridge of life and death has been transformed into a dragon.

Yanhua has already sacrificed the demon-suppressing knife. In front of the black dragon head as big as a mountain, her figure looks small and weak, but her momentum is so firm and tenacious.

The knife came out like flowing water, the knife gang scattered the cloud of dead spirits, and slashed fiercely at the dragon's head.

But the dragon head is transformed by the willpower of the dead soul, if the will cannot be subdued, the dragon head is indestructible.

Roar!
With the fourth dragon chant, the mountain-like black dragon head opened its wheel-like longan eyes.The longan is as black as ink, and the pupils of the pupils are burning with an angry divine light.

At the moment when the longan's eyes were fully opened, the body of Baizhang Bridge became a dragon's body.

After the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death was completely transformed into a necromantic black dragon, it took a deep breath, and the resentment from the necromantic abyss under the bridge was sucked into the dragon's belly crazily.

Although Yuhua is brave enough to defeat the three armies, she also knows that she can no longer beat the Necromancer Black Dragon, but she has no way to escape even if she wants to escape now, because the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge cannot turn back, and if she can't turn back, she can only fight to the death.

As the resentment of the undead continued to be inhaled, black flames could be faintly seen billowing from the opened dragon's mouth, which contained the power to burn everything.

Just as the deep breath was finished and the billowing black flames were about to be sprayed out, I stomped on the spot and flew up.

Behind me, ten thousand dragon-shaped sword qi crazily began to merge, and ten thousand dragons entered the sea, converging into a majestic torrent of sword qi.

"When all the rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west, they will be destroyed!"

Following the exit of Miezi, the majestic torrent of sword energy rushed into the dragon's mouth with the Wentian Sword at the moment when the Necromancer Black Dragon was about to spew out black flames.

(End of this chapter)