500 The Dust Settles 6
Huang San said with some regret, "That day, I thought I could save Zheyuan's life, but I didn't expect that Zheyuan would lose her soul no matter what."

Zisi and Lanwu looked at the sad look of the third brother, and comforted, "Third brother, don't be so sad."

The wrinkles on Qingyi's face gradually deepened, but his heart became more and more relieved. He knew that Zheyuan had transformed into another world, and that world no longer had the participation of the Dao of Heaven, and that world only belonged to them. Kuai Yujue's power was getting less and less, and there were more or less wrinkles on the faces of the five of them. At this time, seeing the handsome young man who was so young turned into an old man, the five of them couldn't help laughing.

However, the sadness on Huang San's face was still deep, but Qing Yi patted Huang San on the shoulder and said, "Little San, Big Brother knows what's on your mind.

However, Zheyuan still chose this path. "

Huang San tried his best to force back the sourness in his eyes. He already looked old, but his eyes were still shining brightly. He asked, "Brother, is there really no way to keep Zheyuan's soul?"

Qing Yi walked outside without fear of death, and let the ice slag hit his face, although his face was too old to be old, but he still had that happy look, facing the girl who was still under the eaves. Several brothers said, "These ice scum are very comfortable!"

How could he not help Zheyuan? He cast a spell on that piece of jade, at least it would keep Zheyuan's soul from dispersing.

It's just that Qingyi doesn't know about Zheyuan's good fortune, but what Qingyi knows is that if Zheyuan's soul embraces him, his soul will fly away, and the palace complex will also collapse.

Cheng Er walked out with some understanding, and said to Qing, "Brother, you still helped her after all!"

Qing Yi shrugged his shoulders, still looking lazy, and said, "Cheng Er, didn't you inject a spirit spell into it too!"

Not only Cheng Er and Qing Yi, Huang San, Zi Si, and Lan Wu all quietly separated half of their souls into it.

Anyway, after their spiritual power was exhausted, they all became old men who couldn't grow old anymore. Living like this is better than dying.

Of course, there is no reincarnation for the few of them, and all five of them gave this opportunity to Zheyuan, just fighting for a chance of reincarnation for Zheyuan.

Even Qingyi from the Ksitigarbha had already said hello!

In the lower realm at this time, Zheyuan fell to the ground with some loss of strength, but she still propped up her body with the Floating Li Sword. Even though her eyelids were already fighting, she knew she couldn't fall down.

Because of her hard work, a black hole appeared on the other side of the day. Zheyuan looked at the black hole, as if she could already see her own ghost, she exhaled heavily, and said to the gods and monsters in the cave, "Okay, come out!"

It's just that Zheyuan didn't know how pale her face was at this time, with no blood at all, and there were even red bloodshot eyes clinging to her eyes.

Xuanxi looked at Zheyuan distressedly, and asked worriedly, "Zheyuan, sleep for a while when you're tired, and you'll be there soon."

Zheyuan desperately breathed every scent of Xuanxi's body, looked at the gods and monsters who filed out, and suddenly smiled with relief, "Di Zun, I see that everyone is saved, I am really happy.

For the first time, Zheyuan felt that she was finally useful. "

How much she doesn't want to leave Emperor Zun, but without her soul, the world is still in chaos
(End of this chapter)

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