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Although under Ye Li's power, the entire Nanming Mountain fell into a static state of neither life nor death.

However, because the corpse in the hanging coffin had long been turned into a monster that was neither human nor ghost by the master, at this moment, unexpectedly it was not affected, and instead became the most agile existence.

Thousands of corpses surrounded them from all directions, and their red eyes were horrified in the black mist.

They move fast.

Although it is a dead body, it is not completely stiff because of the remnant soul trapped in the body, and it still retains the control of its limbs when it was alive.

Almost after the master gave an order, these dead bodies climbed along the mountain wall. With a blink of an eye, you will find that the little red light is getting closer to you in the small and broken voices, even in the black mist. Leaving a scarlet afterimage.

This is a sight that anyone who sees will feel their scalp go numb with horror.

The audience in front of Yan Shixun's split screen were so frightened that they didn't dare to vent their anger, they clutched their hearts tightly and prayed that Yan Shixun would turn the bad luck into good fortune and that nothing would happen.

However, the person concerned had a calm face, and there was no trace of panic on his handsome appearance.

Yan Shixun lowered his eyes and looked down, all the anger and regret turned into cold killing intent at this moment.

Among those corpses, how many can still be rescued?

No more.

Either he has turned into a monster like Liu Ming, or even his soul is trapped in the dead bones, unable to escape and rest in peace.

So, what else could he hesitate about?

The master talks about giving happiness to life, but he doesn't even understand people.Even if one of these corpses had the possibility of being rescued, he would be bound by it.

However, Shigong did too well, but instead gave him the space to display it.

Thinking of this, Yan Shixun sneered in his heart, took a step forward with his long legs, pinched his hands and decided to go towards those corpses.

But Ye Li next to him grabbed his arm.

"You don't need to go."

Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Ye Li in surprise.

And Ye Li's eyes passed through the thick black mist, and fell all the way to the bottom of the Wanzhang cliff.

Those corpses are not even qualified to occupy his field of vision.

Under the abyss shrouded in black mist, figures gradually solidified from the mist, tall and burly silhouettes could be vaguely discerned.

They are wearing armor, the armor is cold, and they hold the long sword at the waist tightly in their hands. Under the armor, there is only darkness, and they can't see their faces clearly, but they seem to be waiting for the general to order them to draw their swords at any time.

The war horse roared, and the spear pointed directly at the abyss.

Rows of soldiers lined up neatly, and there was no end in sight, as if the darkness under the cliff stretched to the distance, there were hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers.

The banners are fierce, and the coercion is heavy and sharp.

Just when Ye Li lowered his eyes to look down the cliff, the soldiers seemed to have received some kind of order, and the armor that had been drooping in silence raised up neatly and looked upwards.

All of a sudden, the sound of metal colliding echoed among the mountains.

The swords were unsheathed, the horses raised their hooves, and the soldiers fixed their firm and cold eyes on the corpses climbing on the cliff, and launched an offensive charge in an instant.

The soldiers galloped on the mountain wall, even the steep peaks were like walking on the ground, and the momentum of sharp attack pressed down, so that even the corpses that were neither alive nor dead followed the instinct of survival remaining in the soul, and paused hesitantly Move, turn around and look down.

The majestic array is reflected in every pair of red eyes.

The darkness did not interfere with the sight of the soldiers at all, or hinder their steps.

They existed in the darkness, walked with death, and followed the will of the general to guard Fengdu and guard the world.

And under the command of the general——

Anyone who disturbs the order of life and death will die—!

The corpses on the mountain wall that had originally rushed towards Yan Shixun and Ye Li with a fierce killing intent, under the heavy pressure from the top, were so frightened that the whole skeleton was shaking violently, and the bones collided and let out a "cluck!" "the sound of.

Under the real elite Yin soldiers, their original terrifying aura disappeared in an instant. Instead, they became terrified and panicked, scattered in all directions, and fled for their lives in a panic.

Under such absolute suppression, the instinctive desire to survive in the remnants of the soul has gained the upper hand, and orders from the master can no longer direct them.

The master, who was still laughing wildly and complacently, hadn't waited to be happy for too long, and was shocked to find that the corpses were like weak prey being chased and killed by ferocious beasts, fleeing in all directions among the mountains, but they dared not approach Yeli and Yan any more. Shi Xun's location is half a minute.

Master couldn't help roaring: "What's going on, what are you doing!"

"This is what you want to use against me."

Ye Li's deep and magnetic voice came from not far away, with condescending indifference, like ghosts and gods sitting on the altar, scorning the tiny ants and dust below.

"Vulnerable."

Ye Li's voice was cold without any warmth, even in the dark, he still accurately locked the direction of the master.

His eyes penetrated the bloody battlefield, between the knives and the bones, he looked straight at the master.

"Nan Heye, 20 years ago, you escaped by chance, but now all the escape routes have been cut off, and Nanming Mountain has been separated from the world, entering a gap between life and death—where else can you escape? ?”

The master was startled, the original anger at the corpse's escape turned into fear of Yeli at this moment.

It seems that his 20 years of preparations that he did not dare to stop day and night are all vain, he is still the same person 20 years ago, so insignificant and powerless in front of ghosts and gods that he has no ability to resist.

The shadow of the past caught Shigong again, and the confidence that he had inflated just now like an inflated balloon disappeared instantly.

He took a few steps back subconsciously, his eyes frantically looking around, trying to hide in the darkness.

From the bottom of the cliff came the crisp buzzing sound of armor and metal colliding, the long knife fell, blood and flesh splashed, and the bone made a toothache "click!"

The war horse neighed and raised its hooves, and then fell heavily, trampling the living corpse into a piece of flesh and blood, which was smeared on the mountain wall, and then flowed down along the cracks in the stone.

The foul smell permeated the air.

Originally, because of the neither living nor dead corpses, the master had the upper hand in the battle, but it was reversed in an instant.

——Feng Du once closed the door tightly, and ghosts can't come out, saying that there is no salvation in the world.

However, even if they never appeared, none of the exorcists, no ghosts, dared to despise Fengdu.

The soldiers who once galloped on the battlefield also entered Fengdu with the generals, and stood silently between life and death between yin and yang.

And when one hundred thousand Yin soldiers reappeared on the battlefield...they were above absolute victory.

Yan Shixun looked at everything below with cold eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he sneered and stepped forward with his long legs.

"Nan Tian is still with Shigong, I'll go and bring him out."

Yan Shixun's eyes were heavy: "Grandma Nan used her own death to destroy the master's power, so I can't let the master kill Nan Tian to gain strength again."

Ye Li nodded slightly: "Do what you want, don't have any worries. Shi Xun, I'm by your side."

Yan Shixun took a deep look at Ye Li, then jumped up and rushed straight to where the master was.

Ye Li also moved accordingly, and before Shigong noticed Yan Shixun, he walked towards Shigong step by step in the black mist in mid-air.

His gaze was tightly locked on the master, there was no trace of warmth in the long and narrow pupils, and the sharpness of his gaze seemed to have substance, giving the master who was watching him a painful illusion of being hacked into pieces.

Every step Ye Li took was very slow, but it was surrounded by strong wind and heavy pressure.

It seemed as if the whole world was looking down at this, following his footsteps, pressing towards the master.

Shigong only felt that even his breathing began to become difficult and trembling.

He couldn't keep his cool any longer.

The Winter Solstice Festival was destroyed by evil spirits, which made him unable to gain strength. Even the corpses, which he regarded as the most confident, were easily suppressed by ghosts and gods, and did not even threaten the exorcist.

At this time, he is like a player who has empty all the hole cards on the chessboard, but on the opposite side, there is a large army, watching eagerly, and his majesty cannot be offended.

The strong wind blew Ye Li's long black hair, as if he came from the sky, hanging in the air and stepping into the darkness towards the sinful soul.

Death is at his feet, and the corpses are the altar, while the ghosts and gods are high above, looking down at the world indifferently, watching the souls that are about to be judged trembling and fearing at his feet.

"Nan Heye, three hundred and two years old, killed two thousand four hundred and sixty-nine lives, and imprisoned three thousand seven hundred and eighty-three souls. He escaped the trial of Fengdu, disturbed the order of life and death, and tried to seize the Dao in order to become a god."

"Criminal crimes without any justification."

Ye Li looked down at his master from a high position, and made a cold statement without a trace of emotion: "There is no place for you in Feng, your name is not in the world or in the underworld, you do not exist in any place, and you have no home."

"There is only the final end—to be wiped out, never to exist forever."

"This is the judgment of Feng Du."

Every time Ye Li uttered a word, the fear on the master's face became more serious, and he subconsciously shook his head and stepped back, trying to distance himself from Ye Li, as if this would delay the arrival of the predetermined ending.

At the same time, Master did not dare to slacken in the slightest, desperately absorbing the power from the coffin.

The existence of the coffin under the skin makes the image of the master look hideous and terrifying, even yellow chrysanthemums protrude from his mouth, nose and eyes, swaying and blooming in every wound on his skin.

But even if he was in a state of embarrassment, the master never cared about it.

He is like an old man who is about to die but is afraid of death. He has risked everything for the last chance of survival.

However, Shigong, whose attention was all attracted by Ye Li above, did not see...

Right behind him, a slender figure approached swiftly and silently.

Yan Shixun allowed himself to be hidden in the darkness, using the black mist as his best cover, and quickly jumped down from the air, with his agile and nimble body like a big cat bulging with the help of every stone on the mountain wall, He kept adjusting his posture and direction between jumps, so that he could silently approach behind Shigong without being noticed.

On the battlefield, the Yin soldiers continued to unilaterally kill the corpses.

However, those soldiers seemed to have recognized Yan Shixun's identity long ago. Not only did they not hinder Yan Shixun's actions, but when he passed by, they instantly opened a path and cleared the obstacles for Yan Shixun with the long sword in his hand. , bowed silently but respectfully, and watched Yan Shixun gallop past.

The corpses were nailed to death by the soldiers, so that these non-living and non-dead monsters had no chance of disturbing Yan Shixun and Ye Li.

Yan Shixun always felt that something was wrong, so he couldn't help turning around while galloping, and looked suspiciously at the Yin soldiers on both sides.

However, he only got a respectful bow.

Yan Shixun: ...?There was a trace of weirdness, as if these Yin soldiers also regarded him as their master.

However, time was running out, so Yan Shixun just put his doubts in his heart temporarily, and went to his goal again, quietly in the dark, and fell behind the master.

When the master was shaking violently, all his attention and precautions were on Ye Li in front of him, but because of his panic, a flaw appeared, and he didn't notice that Yan Shixun was approaching behind him.

By the time the master finally realized it, it was already too late.

"What kind of god is not subdued, what kind of ghost dares to be, Nanhe also!"

Shouting loudly, Yan Shixun grabbed the air with his palm, and the golden light turned the air into a long sword, which he held firmly in his hand.

Then, point directly at Shigong's head from behind.

"Sin, it's time to pay for it!"

Ye Li and Yan Shixun moved swiftly, one behind the other.