Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 73 Returning Zichu's Soul
The entire mountain was shrouded in darkness, and the trees seemed to be covered with layers of black veils, making it difficult to see clearly. The night wind blew past, and the leaves made a rustling sound.

The birds in the forest uttered trembling hoarse calls from time to time, and a trace of cold air hit Xiao Shu's body.

Xiao Shu Xiao Shu was dressed in white clothes, but at this time it was covered with a little bit of dust. He showed displeasure, his black eyes were as deep as a pool, revealing a coldness, and he chased after the place where the sound of the flute came from. .

He doesn't know how much time has passed, he only knows that there is boundless darkness in front of him, but as long as he thinks that he can bring her spirit back, the things in front of him are just bubbles.

He chased it all the way, except for the tree, it was still a tree, and just now he clearly felt the spirit of spiritual resentment, as if it came from the underworld.The pattering rain fell in this dark night, the air was mixed with the smell of mud, and there seemed to be a smell of blood.

The biting wind whistled with raindrops, lightning flashed and thunder thundered, and it was illuminated as bright as day for a while, and it was dark and scary for a while.

He stepped on the dead leaves, making a creaking sound, and a shadow appeared out of thin air on the ground, like a tombstone, glowing with emerald green light, which looked particularly terrifying in this night.

You Lan's spiritual power circulated violently in his body, and his fingertips quickly condensed the spiritual formula, but it was like hitting cotton, and it had no effect.

Doubt occupied his brows, he stopped his movements, thinking about something, the shadow on the ground suddenly shook violently, but after a while it was still like a sculpture, quite a bit like the mountain collapsed in front of him and was indestructible.

It's just that the rain came suddenly. Although it was a bright moon, it was covered by dark clouds, causing the mountain to be overcast. Although it was raining, he couldn't feel any dampness. Even the leaves weren't soaked. It's still that withered look.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the chill in his eyes was even worse. His eyes swept around, but he found that he was still the same as before.

He kept walking forward, just as if the road had no end, no matter how long he walked, the shadow of the tombstone always kept the same distance in front of him.

He didn't feel any aura of enchantment, he felt a bit of coldness gnawing at his heart like insects and ants, it was the kind of coldness that penetrated to the bone marrow.

He re-condensed the power of the spirit art, the faint blue light on his fingertips was even more intense, and dark blue flames burst out from his whole body. He was like a Shura in the dark night, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

The blue flame burning in the body poured out like a huge mouth, as if it wanted to burn all the filth in this world.

There was only a "pop", like a shattered mirror, the night sky in front of him was shattered little by little, revealing the already dark face, and the shadow on the ground also disappeared.

Xiao Shu's body was full of blue rays of light, soaring into the air, and the smell of blood in his nose became stronger and stronger.

"Young Master Xiao is really skilled, he can even break my illusion!"

A middle-aged man came out from the darkness. He had a jade face, thick sword eyebrows, a purple python robe, and a dragon pattern belt around his waist. His handsome face was full of disdain at the moment.

He is the leader of the monster tribe, the Die Flute, with powerful monster power. Just the jade flute can create countless illusions. It is understandable that Jing Yi broke it. Being able to break his illusion, he dare not underestimate Xiao Shu.

A clear voice sounded, without any emotion, "The demon king is being flattered."

"I don't know what's wrong with Young Master Xiao?" Sneaky Flute frowned slightly, and the aura on his body became more and more fierce. He originally wanted to absorb the spirit of the god, but he didn't expect that Xiao Shu had been chasing him and he didn't have time to purify his body. Demon spirit
"Return Zichu's soul!" Xiao Shu's eyes turned into sharp knives and pierced straight at the flute with a piercing intent.

　The hero started to pretend.do not hit me!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)