Chapter 493 Fifteen years ago

"Fifteen years ago... In this Jiuyin world, there is not only one wizard, but one! In addition to the strong of the Witch Temple itself, there are other tribesmen.

At that time, the gambling conference had just ended, and many witches had dispersed and prepared to go to the three major inheritance places...

Nightmare, that is, from this time..."

"I will never forget that day, there were continuous changes in the range of millions in Wucheng, and this kind of change, like the whole Jiuyin world, had a strong rejection of outsiders like me and others.

The earth shook, and countless cracks appeared. From the cracks, bat saints flew out one by one. The ninth month of the sky was colored at that time, and the whole earth was reflected into a piece of blood.

"Countless jungles seem to have been resurrected, moving from the ground, and the strange shrill roar echoes in all directions, like crying.

There are one rapidly rotating whirlpool after another in the sky. Under the rotation, a wisp of black light comes from the inside. If these black light falls on the human body, it will immediately integrate into its soul, separating the soul body and turning into a floating clan among the three holy clans here today.

At this time, the Yinling clan also had a change. They no longer obeyed the agreement with the witch clan in those years, but launched the killing and expulsion of the witch clan in this nine yin world.

"The root cause of all this is because of a plan of the witch clan, a plan dominated by the witch temple, and most of them agree with it!

This plan is to completely open the channel of the nine yin world, so that most people can enter the nine yin world at the same time without restrictions!

The approach of the disaster of the Eastern Wasteland has to fight with the barbarians. In order to get the greatest degree of vitality and protection when the disaster of the Eastern Wasteland covers the whole Nanchen, it is mainly the Witch Temple and unites the major tribes. And those people from the fairy clan in the witch clan jointly promoted this plan!

The powerful transmission array has turned the Jiuyin world into a refuge for most of the witches and the witch temple in the disaster of the eastern wilderness!!"

"This plan may have been prepared in the Witch Temple a long time ago. Perhaps the earliest was not to take refuge, but for other uses, but at that time, in the continuous approach of the eastern famine disaster, the Witch Temple and most of them, with the help of the immortals, finally built this formation in the witch city of the Jiuyin world!

If you have been to the ruins of Wucheng. You should still be able to see the traces of the array.

The final opening of the array led to a series of upheaval in the Jiuyin world. When it opened this channel, so that most of the witch people could enter, the Yinling clan did not know what magical power it had exerted, and the head raised by the Optimus stone pillar in the witch city was resurrected...

His resurrection is the beginning of this catastrophe.

"The formation collapses. The passage in the sky was sealed by this array, and the witch city was destroyed... These are what I know and see, and there may be some secrets that are unknown to others. I don't know about this.

However, what the Yinling clan did not expect was that the witch's formation was not one, but three structures in this nine yin world, but... The sudden appearance of a terrible storm made the witch's plan completely fail.

I can't forget that storm now. The whole sky rolled up the wind and sand and turned into a huge figure. Wherever I passed, all the creatures became bones.

The other two formations. It was also smashed one by one. Most of the witches here, before the last formation collapsed, perhaps the race here deliberately caused it, leaving a glimmer of vitality, so that they were before the formation was destroyed. Escape most of the time...

But there are still some people who did not escape successfully. With the collapse of the formation, they were forcibly left here. After some death and elimination, these people gathered together. They were 10,000 people at that time, but now there are only hundreds of us.

The sky is high with nine bright moons, and the earth is not too dark, but if you look at the sky and the earth from afar, except for some areas around you, the moonlight is still hazy in the distance, which is not very clear.

In the valley, a bonfire burned weakly, twisting in the wind, wisps of blue smoke floated into the sky, merging with the night.

Next to the bonfire, Nangonghen sat there, and his deep words echoed, similar to the green smoke, slowly blending into the darkness.

Opposite him, Su Ming was silent. Listening to Nangong Hen's description of 15 years ago, his mind gradually outlined the pictures of that year.

He was shocked by the witch's plan to take refuge here. If the witch really succeeds, most of the witches will not be harmed at all after the end of the disaster in the Eastern Wilderness.

"Are the floating people you talking about a wisp of souls floating on the earth that seem to have no mind?" Su Ming thought of the tiger in the witch city and sighed secretly.

"That's the original level of floating, and they don't have the consciousness of their lives. Judging by my experience of fighting with them over the past 15 years, the planktons are a parasitic-growned saints here.

They parasitize in the soul, absorb the soul power and grow up. When the soul is destroyed, it is the moment when they grow up. Depending on the strength of the parasitic soul, they also have strength and weakness. Nan Gonghen said calmly.

"Is there a way to save it?" Su Ming looked at Nangong Hen.

"We have experimented that all the methods of the neck have not been successful. Once the soul is melted by the floating parasitic, it will be integrated... But I heard that there is a ghost platform in your barbarian. It is said that this department has a strong research on the art of the soul. Maybe they can." Nangonghen looked up at Su Ming. If he did not know that Su Ming was from a barbarian until now, then he could not become the head of the life clan here.

In fact, Su Ming's barbarian tattoos have explained everything without a mask. In addition to the battle with the emperor's servant, the various dialogues and spell differences between the two have been seen by many people.

However, they are no longer witches. They are life. No matter where Su Ming comes from, even if they are barbarians.

"These are what happened 15 years ago. Mo Zun, please don't mind about the gambling conference in those years. I really can't make a decision that is not conducive to the Witch Temple at that time... ..." Nangong Hen took a deep breath, got up and bowed to Su Ming.

"Brother Nangong doesn't have to be like this." Su Ming shook his head.

"Please agree and become the Holy Spirit of our life..." Nangonghen bowed again.

Su Ming hesitated for a moment.

"With Mo Zun's cultivation, I'm afraid it belongs to the first person in the back witch. Even if it can't be compared with the witch, it will definitely be amazing in the whole Nanchen land and become a strong one!

Although we can't go out, it's difficult for us to survive here. If Mo Zun gives up on us, it won't be long before all the families here will die... It doesn't matter if I die, but there are still many children born here, I..." Nangong Hen looked at Su Ming and whispered.

Su Ming looked at Nangonghen. After a long time, he closed his eyes. Time passed. After a stick of incense, he opened his eyes and nodded to Nangonghen.

"If there is no way to go out, I will guard the life clan, but in the same way, if I find the way out and return to Nanchen, you will still be the same.

Can you agree to this matter? Su Ming said slowly that for him, the existence of the life clan touched him, and Nangonghen's repeated words made him unable to refuse too much.

But if he only pays without gain, this kind of thing is not fair to Su Ming, so Su Ming also made his own request when he agreed.

"The people of the life clan, the abandoned clan, Mo Zun's great kindness, will never forget! Once the Holy Spirit, the world will obey!" Nangong said solemnly.

Su Ming looked at Nangonghen. After a long time, he nodded and got up and walked to the valley. In this valley, there was a cave specially vacated for him.

Nangonghen watched Su Ming go away, took a deep breath, and his eyes fell to the sky.

"Can you go back... Fifteen years ago, she also disappeared in this Jiuyin world, but where is she now..." Nangong muttered bitterly.

Su Ming, who returned to the cave, looked calm and sat down cross-legged. As soon as he shook his sleeves, he was immediately blurred in front of him. When the blur dissipated, the old man in black robe who had lost his limbs appeared in front of him.

"Why do you always call me fate?" Su Ming spoke slowly.

The old man's face was pale, his eyes were closed, like a deep sleep, and he didn't speak.

Su Ming waited for a moment, and his right hand was raised. Suddenly, the blue light sword came out and condensed in his hand. After being held by Su Ming, the old man's chest was pierced from his neck and slowly stroked down. "I have done several times to plant huā grass into the human [body], and the seeds Life grows with flesh and blood, and everyone who has planted herbs by me is very painful. Su Ming said slowly.

The old man's body did not move. If he didn't hear it, he was still asleep.

"The immortals can be taken away, so you don't care about the torture of the body." The small sword in Su Ming's hand had already cut a wound on the old man's chest, and the blood overflowed, but the old man ignored it.

"In that case, let's see how strong you can bear it." Under Su Ming's calm words, he withdrew the blue light sword, pointed a little on the old man's wound, and immediately a strong wind roared, and went directly into the [body] of the man's wound.

This wind is the strong wind of Su Ming. The wind roared and rolled in the old man's flesh and blood, tore constantly in his internal organs, and the pain formed made the old man's body tremble violently. His eyes suddenly opened, full of blood, staring at Su Ming.

"Why do you always call me fate?" Su Ming looked at the old man and said lightly.

"Little bastard, you can use whatever ability you have. I'm not even afraid of death. How can I be afraid of your tricks? I won't tell you what you want to know!

If you really want to know, you can come to search for the soul, but with your cultivation of turning into a god, even if I am weak to this day and can be tortured by you, it is not you to search for the soul!" The old man endured the severe pain in his body and gritted his teeth and sneered.

But although he looks very strong, in fact, his fear of the future is extremely strong.