In fact, working hard is useless.

The phantom of Sikong blue and white flowers gradually shattered and finally disappeared.

After all, he failed to leave his last power in the Hall of the Dead.

Some regrets, but what remains in Xu Yan's heart was a touch.

This touching put a layer of shackles like a confinement on Xu Yan's body.

When meeting Sikong Blue and White Flower, what should we make a decision?

The rules of the dead fighting cannot be changed, and the nine people can only fight to the death.

Even friends will become enemies.

If it were someone else, this entanglement might have always existed, but fortunately Xu Yan was able to think about it.

At worst, you can kill the seven and then give the Dead Palace to Sikong Blue and White to take charge of it.

In terms of life and death, Xu Yan never cared about it the moment he came to this world.

The seats around were empty.

There is no deceased, nor is there any Dharma image.

The power of the Palace of the Dead has disappeared.

Except for still being able to enter and exit here at will, Xu Yan is no longer able to use the power of the Dharma image.

Without rushing to leave, Xu Yan looked up at the sky.

He wanted to see through what secrets were hidden behind the heavy clouds.

The Palace of the Dead is indeed not simple.

I used to think it was a tool or even a weapon, but now it seems that this empty hall may be a living creature with its own will.

It's like a kind of soul space...

No.

Not only does it have its own will, it also has a unique consciousness, which can influence the mentality of the people in the palace.

What Xu Yan always cared about was actually his sudden and crazy thought not long ago.

I want to gather the ideas of the nine dead.

That was not Xu Yan's purpose at all, or it could be said that it was not Xu Yan's recent purpose.

Xu Yan didn't expect to let the nine people appear at the same time now, at least to find out the details of all the dead.

Thinking about it now, the impulse just now seemed to have been bewitched.

An undetectable fascination.

A touch of playfulness appeared in the eyes of looking up.

The corners of the mouth curled up.

Is it hide and seek?

interesting……

Space changes, and the soul returns to the essence.

The deserted forest is quiet and depressing.

All insects and birds die.

Except for the figures struggling not far away in the river of blood.

The blood shadow dimmed a lot, and there was a nine-pointed star seal behind it that was flashing with glimmer.

Xu Yan looked down.

There is no star seal on you, but you can feel the existence of the star seal, just like being branded in your soul, and you can't get rid of it or erase it.

Perceive it carefully.

There is a looming relationship in the distance around.

It was a guiding feeling. As long as you perceive the connection between the star seals, you will find other people with the star seals.

What a death connection, Xu Yan praised.

The Palace of the Dead not only has imprints and changes the rules, but also makes the nine dead feel perceived each other.

In this way, everyone can meet sooner or later and fight together sooner or later.

The relationship between the dead is not very strong, but the sense of direction is very obvious.

Xu Yan could clearly feel that there were four dead people in one direction and were quickly separated at this time.

It is the direction of the Qingming Tree.

The four dead are easy to guess, they must be the Saint, the Medicine King, Qiu Baichi and the Mermaid.

I don’t know what it would be like to find that the four powerful enemies who were deadly behind the Dead Hall were nearby.

Xu Yan could guess the thoughts and plans of the four guys from the positions changed by the four related star seals.

What made him funny was that the devil king Luo Jiucang and the old friend Mermaid immediately parted ways.

It seems that years of friendship are useless, and the two have not reached the level of true trust.

After whispering to the old plastic brother, Xu Yan's eyes fell into the blood river.

Blood Shadow stopped struggling at this time.

She climbed out of the blood river with difficulty. She was sometimes like Chu Lu'e's outline, sometimes like Chu Honglian's appearance, which was extremely strange.

Before the blood shadow could climb to the shore, skeletons emerged from the blood river, some of which were only half of their heads, and some of which were still swaying in their eyes.

The skeletons stretched out their bone hands and grabbed the blood shadow, preventing her from leaving the blood river.

The blood shadow, who had finally climbed onto the shore, was pulled back again, and half of his body sank into the river.

Blood Shadow continued to struggle for a few times, and finally lay weakly on the shore, spreading her eyes full of complex gazes on her raised head.

Xu Yan saw pain and resentment in those eyes, and even a sense of ease that was about to be liberated.

"Pull me up, Xu Yan, you said we are friends, you can't stand by death and refuse to save you!"

Lu'e's voice sounded a little harsh.

"Don't come over, let us sink into the river of blood, sink into the underworld, and never be reborn, otherwise the millions of unjust souls in the river will never be in peace."

Chu Honglian's voice was full of helplessness, but very determined.

Xu Yan stood silently, without saying anything, and without planning to take action.

"I don't want to die! I want to take revenge, I want the world to die for me! I want the world to become a dead land!" Chu Lu'e's voice was hysterical.

"The Laohuai Village is gone, and you have killed all the people who harmed you. The last hatred you left is me, my sister. Don't be afraid of Lu'e. I will die with you, so that our sisters can be together forever."

"I'm afraid? Hahaha! Yes, I've been scared and always lived in fear! Since the day you left me, I've woken up in nightmare every day, so I want to be a nightmare, a nightmare for all living people!"

"My sister is wrong. She shouldn't have left you at home and traveled alone. If there is still a next life, I will choose to leave my complete body to you. I will experience and bear all the pain you have encountered."

"No! I don't need you to bear my destiny! I will become the strongest deceased, and I will take charge of the fate of everyone!"

"Lu'e, you've gone the wrong way. I won't let you continue to make mistakes. You have killed too many innocent people. You have become the evil we once hated the most."

"What's wrong with evil? Only evil can be powerful! Only revenge! You are dead Chu Honglian, don't interfere with my soul! Go to your hell and don't bother me!"

"Since you wake me up, you have to go with me, leave this world, and never harm others again."

The outline of the blood shadow began to change rapidly, sometimes it was Chu Lu'e, sometimes it was Chu Honglian, rolling and wailing in the blood river, becoming more and more painful.

The skeletons in the blood river continued to gather, gradually building piles of white bones like hills on the shore, and countless pairs of bone hands stretched towards the blood shadow on the top of the mountain, as if they were to tear apart the murderer who killed them.

Chu Lu'e's wailing reminded her that she began to beg for mercy.

"No! My soul is about to be completely retaliated by the blood river! Chu Honglian is all caused by you! Let me go, let me go... Sister! Sister, please spare me, I am your sister Lu'e! Look at me carefully, my eyes are swollen after you leave, I miss you every day, sister, I'm scared! Woo woo woo woo!"

"Lu'e..."

Amid the sad crying, the blood shadow changed a lot slower until it fixed into the outline of Chu Lu'e.

As the eldest sister, Chu Honglian always has a soft place in her heart. She hates Chu Lu'e's actions, but when she hears her sister's plea, she feels soft-hearted.

Chu Lu'e was crying while rubbing her eyes, but a successful sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The blood light began to spread silently, tilting down from behind the blood shadow like a waterfall, and Skull Mountain was buried by the Blood River again.

Countless skeletons stretched out their hands unwillingly and sank into the bottom of the river one after another. Some of them could even appear again, but were pressed down by a wave.

These unjust souls belong to the Blood River after all, and belong to the power of Chu Lu'e.

The blood river rolled up and the figure of Blood Shura walked out of the middle.

A terrifying aura swept across the surroundings, and the blood light set off the sneer of Blood Shura even more gloomy.

Chu Lu'e finally suppressed Chu Honglian's soul.
To be continued...