The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

Immortal sounds can only be heard in the sky, how many times can they be heard in the world?

Not because they couldn't hear it, but because everyone who heard it died.

In terms of destructive power, the sound waves released by Ye Changgeng are far inferior to this blow. Imagine the scene in Kung Fu movies where the thousands of troops ejected by the Qin Demon are cracked by a skillful lion's roar. This is the result of pure quality. The difference, relying on strength to counterattack and crush, does not need to be so graceful, nor does it need to be seductive, this sound will kill you, and you will be sent to the west after listening to it.

The spreading sound completely destroyed all the buildings within a radius of one kilometer, leaving nothing behind.

Ling Luo dispersed the divine sound, and playing this level of sharp sound also consumed a considerable part of her fairy power.

At this time, Ye Changgeng fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, his whole body was covered with traces of the sharp sound waves, countless black blood overflowed from the wound, full of tragedy, it fell weakly on the ground and twitched like a weak beast, continuously I don't know how I lost.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The Nightmare lay on the ground struggling and twitching: "You are not human...you are not...human! You are a fairy! I should have thought of it...but you fairy gods have already parted ways with the ground Is it! Why are you still..."

"It's not your turn to ask about my business. Aren't you very arrogant just now? Didn't you want me to be an insignificant footnote? Keep talking, I'm listening." Ling Luo showed a bloodthirsty sneer, this murderer The habit may not be changed: "Hand over your voice... I don't know if Nightmare will be very painful when his voice is taken away, it's like a human being digs out his own heart, you don't have to tell me, I don't care if it hurts or not It hurts, but I know it after a while."

She lowered the Shentu sword and pointed it at Ye Changgeng's empty heart.

Ye Changgeng completely lost his mind about fighting, he was no match at all, monsters could not stand shoulder to shoulder with gods and Buddhas, and it was the immortals and demons who stood at the apex of power. Absolutely... the difference of race is also the difference of strength.

... No, no, you will die if you go on like this, you will definitely die!

...If I lose my voice, my strength will decline a lot. I can't die here!

It was too late for Ye Changgeng to care about his dignity and face, he let out a sharp cry, and the sound spread throughout the dream.

"Lord Si Wei, save me—!"

"My lord, save me—!"

"help me--!"

What should I do if I can't beat it?Taking a deep breath, he shouted to the sky for help... Emperor Wen made it very clear.

Think about it again, in other worlds, the invincible An Lan can call Yu Tuo for help. Now that Ye Changgeng is getting cold, it is normal to call for help. If you have to look carefully, there is only one difference, whether someone answers when you call for help or no one answers !

The moment Ye Changgeng yelled for help, the sound spread throughout the dream, but a black lotus appeared out of thin air, the blood-red whip grabbed Ye Changgeng's ankle, dragged it, his chest deviated from the blade, and Shen Tu stabbed into it. There were knife marks on the ground, and Ye Changgeng narrowly escaped death and was hung upside down in the air. He said with difficulty, "Hiss... Thank you, Lord Si Wei, for your help."

With blood-red qi and blood rising, and special spells running, a petite girl sat on the black lotus, dangling her little feet: "You are such a worthless little monster, not even as good as the toad spirit in the gourd baby!" , What a disgrace, I kept you because it was useful to keep you, and I didn’t come here to cause trouble for me, it’s so unlucky, even the time for transplanting the black lotus was wasted, and the demon didn’t show up...there will be another time, no one else , I will send you to see your ancestors for eight generations."

The girl's voice sounded crisp but familiar.

Su Bai searched for the sound, under the moonlight, on the black lotus seat, the girl was wearing the standard black long straight girl hairstyle, her hair had been carefully groomed, her appearance was no more than twenty-eight years old, or even younger, with a Supporting her cheeks with her hands, her hands are white but dyed black. The dark lines are the marks left by the witchcraft of the Xiling Witch Hall. Bright red blood flows from her fingertips, which is the medium used to cast spells.

Her dress is incompatible with this era, as if traveling through time and space, from the ancient civilization enlightenment period, the rough weaving is made of irregular stone and bone products, and the finished coat on the outside of the clothes is fast and rough.

But what is puzzling is that in this rather rough and ancient tribal era clothing, the only thing that fits close to the body is a delicately crafted dress. Modern clothing that only appeared after several industrial revolutions...

This is really unbelievable, at least in the eyes of Su Bai, a traveler, he can't understand why her dress combines two elements of 'ancient' and 'modern', and the hairstyle also seems to have been trimmed...

If she came from the ancient tribal era, she wouldn't have this combination of ancient and modern clothes. Could it be that she is an immortal who traveled from the future to the tribal era and lived to the present?

It's not impossible. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is a butter called Infinity Refining or something... It's also a story about time and space travel... Cough cough cough... It's a bit far away.

Su Bai shook his head and put away the redundant memories, and stared at the girl in front of him seriously. She was called "Master Siwei" by Ye Changgeng. Such a name is also ancient. Many people in the tribal era did not have surnames, and most of them used stars to refer to them. name.

Just looking at it for a while, it seems to be more and more familiar... It's not because it looks pleasing to the eye, but some deep memories are being revived...

There is an iceberg sleeping in Su Bai's sea of ​​consciousness, and there is a lot of pain in that iceberg that he doesn't want to bear, but what is the so-called pain?Even if it is a beautiful past, once you lose the goodness of the past, when you recall those good times again, the pain of not getting it will follow, and all the good things will come to naught and become painful. source.

He seemed to really recall something, but no one noticed him at this moment.

Under the moonlight, the girl on the black lotus lowered her strange eyes, staring at the once high heavenly girl.

In the dream, Lingluo Tiannv looked at the girl next door she used to know with a surprised look.

The two women looked at each other. They were familiar with each other. They had lived together in the Xiling tribe for ten years.

"Lingluo... Goddess." Si Wei recalled her name.

"Si Wei..." Ling Luo let out a sleepy sigh: "How could... what's going on? What's going on? People can't be resurrected after death, why are you here?"

"Yes, people cannot be resurrected after death, but the witchcraft of the Wuzhitang can do it." Si Wei raised her neck, and she looked up at the night sky: "I didn't expect to meet you here, I really didn't expect, I thought you I returned to the sky a long time ago... Heh, I didn’t expect you to return to the human world, after all, to you gods, the human world is just a playground, keep it if you need it, and abandon it if you don’t need it!”

Si Wei whispered, clenched her fists, her eyes showed a look of grief and indignation.

"I never thought of abandoning it, it's just that I didn't have time!" Ling Luo clenched her fists tightly. She knew that three thousand years ago, after Xiling destroyed the city, the ghost master Wu Yan fell into madness and took revenge on Xuanyuanqiu. At that time, Si Wei should also be among them. , but she was expelled by Wu Yan without seeing her at all. She sighed: "Si Wei, we should have a good talk, there are many things you don't know..."

"I don't know?" Si Wei murmured, "What's not clear, I have nothing to say to you! You are not a descendant of Xuanyuanqiu, nor our enemy, just get out of the way, don't hinder me and Wu Yan!"

"You are the direct disciple of the ghost master... Is there any way for you to find Su Bai?" Ling Luo didn't ask the doctor because of a sudden illness. There is a way to resurrect the dead, then maybe there will be a way... After all, she couldn't help but ask: "Is there any magic method to find the soul of reincarnation?"

"...Su... Bai?" Si Wei's face immediately changed, she jumped down from the air, rushed forward in three steps and two steps, her expression lost control in an instant, but she contained the flood of emotions and stopped at ten steps Foreigner: "Have you seen him? You must have seen him, right! If not, you can't be sure whether he has entered reincarnation! Answer me, yes!"

When Xiling City was destroyed, everyone including Leizu died in battle. Only the ghost master Wu Zang led his personnel to go out to suppress the demons and escaped. The souls of those killed by the demons will be swallowed by the demons, even if only part of them is lost. It was basically wiped out, because the remnant soul cannot enter reincarnation... Normal birth, old age, sickness and death, only a complete soul can have a chance to reincarnate.

That time, Su Bai's body was not found, but everyone thought he was dead.

Si Wei was so excited, but it made it even more difficult for Ling Luo to speak.

Tiannv finally nodded, she couldn't lie to this girl, because Si Wei admired Su Bai as his elder brother.

"I've seen him..."

"Then him?" Si Wei showed joy.

"He's dead." Ling Luo's words sent her into hell.

"Dead...dead..." Si Wei's expression was dull: "How could...how did he..."