"Did you kill my little disciple?"
A sad and cold voice exploded in everyone's ears.
At this moment,
Everyone felt as if their hearts were being grabbed by an invisible giant hand. The physical pain, coupled with the throbbing in their souls, made everyone tremble with goose bumps all over.
They looked away with difficulty,
But I saw that the blue sky in the distance turned gray.
A large black flag swayed in the wind in the haze, making a whistling sound. Under the flag stood an old man in gray.
The old man's withered face was covered with frost and flickered with gray light. He was like a devil that had just crawled out of hell, cold and ruthless, with deep eyes wide open, staring straight at the people of Beishen Mountain!
"Who...who is this person?"
Someone's voice was trembling.
They felt an extremely strong sense of oppression from the old man. Although he was just standing there alone, he felt as if he was being stared at by tens of thousands of eyes. Every inch of his skin felt like it was being pricked by needles, making his hair stand on end.
"It's that flag... I feel a terrifying power. It holds the most powerful resentment and evil energy in the world! This flag has buried billions of lives!"
Someone else swallowed.
Who among those present now is not a strong man?
But at this moment, everyone was frightened by the arrival of the old man!
"It's Master Qingyun... He's here, not only alive, but he seems to have become stronger!"
"He's Lin Feng's master! The last person in charge of the Qingyun lineage!"
All the cultivators in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were shocked!
then,
The gods and humans were in conflict, and many of them had once besieged Master Qingyun, who was severely injured...
And now, so much time has passed,
Master Qingyun appeared again, and with such a powerful posture. What has he experienced over the years?
"Someone from the Qingyun lineage! Could it be..."
Lord Dong Shen didn't know what he was thinking of, and his pupils shrank slightly.
And at this moment,
The Emperor of the Far North and many other ancients, however, had expressionless faces, not feeling the slightest bit of fear at all from Master Qingyun's arrival. They maintained a cold expression from beginning to end, as if nothing in the world could disturb their hearts!
"The Qingyun lineage perished in the epochal catastrophe a long time ago. Now that they have appeared, are they trying to sever their last roots?"
There was an ancient indifferent voice.
"You killed my disciples..."
Master Qingyun's voice was hoarse.
The wind was surging, and the soul-calling flag was swaying more violently. A large amount of negative energy gathered from all directions of heaven and earth, causing the temperature at the scene to drop below freezing point.
"You are just a mere sixth-level cultivator, and you dare to act so presumptuously in front of us!"
An ancient from the Northern God Pavilion snorted coldly and attacked directly. His shriveled big hand slapped across the air, completely shattering that piece of time and space!
However,
The fragments of time and space dispersed,
The Master Qingyun in the center did not change at all, but his eyes became even colder!
At the same time,
More than a dozen blue-cloud heroic spirits emerged and scattered around the soul-calling banner. Each heroic spirit was emitting a faint golden light at this moment, like a dozen golden immortals overlooking the world.
"Those...are the heroic spirits of the Qingyun lineage!"
Someone growled incredulously.
This moment!
Everyone at the scene was shocked.
The Qingyun lineage was once the most powerful force, and although it fell in the ancient times, these heroes were all famous figures in their lifetime, and any one of them was no less famous than the ancient God Pavilion!
Especially the leader of the Qingyun clan, Qingyunzi, who is said to be able to fight against the Human Emperor without being defeated. He is the one who is closest to being an immortal in the world!
But soon,
Everyone sighed inwardly again.
So what if I was once strong?
They are dead after all. Now that the world has changed, what can a few remaining souls change?
Even the Sword Ancestor shook his head slightly. When he saw the arrival of the Qingyun lineage, he thought that they were powerful helpers, but he never expected that they were just a few residual souls. As for the Master Qingyun, although he looked intimidating, he knew at a glance that the Master Qingyun was only a sixth type, and his immortal body and immortal soul had not been condensed.
"Humph! Even a centipede is still alive after death. How can a dead person still want to cause trouble?"
The ancient Beishen Pavilion snorted coldly,
He thought exactly as everyone else did.
To put it nicely, they are heroic spirits, but to put it another way, they are just a few remnant souls!
Not to mention that they don’t know who killed Lin Feng, even if it was really them from Beishen Mountain who killed him, so what?
Now that things have evolved to this point, it can no longer be resolved in a few words. This concerns the dignity of Beishen Mountain!
"Everyone must be buried here!"
Jun Tian sneered on the side.
After what happened before,
He has learned his lesson and no longer acts rashly. He will let the elders deal with the old generation, and his battlefield should be the younger generation...
"kill!"
The Emperor of the Extreme North was very decisive. He did not retreat because of the arrival of the Qingyun lineage. Instead, he took strong action and prepared to keep everyone here!
“Let’s fight!”
The Sword Master roared, and thousands of swords flew up!
And at this moment,
"The wind rises, the soul returns..."
Master Qingyun felt extremely sad when he thought of Lin Feng's death.
He no longer hesitated, formed seals with his hands, performed a secret technique, and activated the soul-summoning banner.
The cold wind was blowing, and the soul-calling flags were swaying violently. Layer after layer of light waves visible to the naked eye swept out. The souls that had dispersed in ancient times flew in from all directions and merged into the bodies of Qing Yunzi and others.
And with the return of these souls,
The illusory bodies of Qing Yunzi and other heroes became more and more solid, with divine light on their bodies and blood surging, as if one living person after another was standing there.
now,
The terrifying attack from the Ancient God of the Northern God Pavilion was already coming towards him, but when it got close, it was blocked by a circle of light composed of soul power.
"Bang!"
The collision between the two sides caused a loud roar!
In an instant,
The sky and the earth shook,
A gray fog covered the entire sky.
"How is that possible?"
Everyone at the scene was stunned.
Even the Western God Lord and the Southern God Lord, who had been watching the show with a smile, became nervous. Their eyes gleamed as they stared intently at the dozen or so golden figures!
This scene was beyond their understanding!
How can the scattered souls of dead people be reunited?
If that's the case,
Can't everyone be brought back to life?
“It’s that flag…”
Saint Yaoguang looked at the soul-summoning banner and the dark runes on it, and felt a sense of familiarity welling up in her heart. Suddenly her heart twitched, and she squatted down in pain!
"What's going on? Why do I suddenly feel so distressed? That rune...that rune..."
The Holy Lady Yaoguang looked pale.
I just feel like I have forgotten something very important!
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