Watch Out! Danger Ahead

The hall seemed to have no end, and there were countless corpses hanging in it.

Everyone was in a trance, as if they had come to the eighteenth level of **** and saw the most horrifying scene in the world.

The lifelessness spread, and the hanging body seemed to be a string of wind chimes, whispering a curse of malice between the impacts.

Terror descended on the main hall, and black lines emerged from the corpses between the black energy, gradually converging into a shadow.

"Kill her..."

"kill him……"

"Kill her..."

"kill him……"

Countless babbles converged into a terrible magic power, which penetrated into the gods of the crowd.

But at this moment, Song Qing's small spiritual sense finally had difficulty suppressing Qing Mingling's present life.

It was originally a Xuantian-level spirit treasure, and it has repeatedly absorbed demon energy to advance, and now it has reached the Xuantian-level supreme treasure realm.

In addition, this place seems to fit it very well and is of great help to it. With only 60% of Song Qingxiao's cultivation base, it can't be controlled at all.

Amidst these spiteful murmurs, Song Qing’s small eyebrows seemed to have suddenly grown an extra ‘eye’!

In the gap between the eyes, layers of black energy escaped, tearing the soul with pain.

"Hehehehehe..."

Amidst the laughter of the yin bird of ‘Aqi’, a shadow of Qing Mingling was slowly squeezed out.

‘Sizzle—’

The skin and flesh were torn, and the divine consciousness was torn to pieces. No matter how Song Qingxiao stopped, Qing Mingling's shadow finally got out of Song Qingxiao's body following the torn flesh.

"Hahahaha..."

The moment Qing Mingling appeared, the black shadow gathered by the black air emerging from the corpse finally took shape and turned into an incomparable demon soul, floating in the air, laughing wantonly!

‘He’ has no appearance, his whole body is surrounded by black energy, forming a terrifying body.

In him, there are terrible resentments and endless demons and ghosts.

As if where he is, **** will be formed.

In his body, there are countless black qi connected with the tens of thousands of corpses behind him.

These black qi may be long or short, and they are densely packed around him, making him look like a giant puppet, looking very crippled.

Song Qing's small forehead was bloody, and the blood contract was forcibly erased by Qing Mingling, which made her suffer a lot.

She stretched out her hand to suppress the wound on her forehead, lifted her head strenuously, and looked at the familiar demon soul shadow in mid-air.

The existence of ‘Aqi’ is exactly the same as the demon soul deriving from Qing Mingling’s body, there should be a connection between the two.

After Qing Mingling appeared, a large group of black air floated around it.

At the moment Song Qingxiao raised his head, there seemed to be a surging of blood above the token, and it overflowed down token's body, eventually forming a drop of red blood that flew back to Song Qing's small body.

The blood ball bounced into the center of her eyebrows to make up for part of her damaged vitality, causing the wound on her forehead to squirm and close, and finally the torn wound recovered as before, with no signs of injury.

"you……"

Song Qing stared at the token floating above her head, always feeling that the demon soul hidden in it was secretly looking at herself with a complicated gaze at this time.

This Qing Mingling has always liked to be in the limelight. When it came out, it was shocking, and it was bound to be accompanied by the laughter of ‘Jie Jie’, and the demon soul’s body would appear.

But at this moment it shrank, except for cutting off the blood contract with her, neither showing the monster nor making a sound, as if it was evading something.

"I have come back, why hasn't my body been revealed yet, and become one with me?"

The moment the Demon Soul saw Qing Mingling, he couldn't help but stretch out his arm.

As soon as he moved his hand, the countless black lines on his arm were also pulled by him.

The hanging corpse was pulled and shook, making a fierce crashing sound of "ticaca".

Qing Mingling's body remained motionless.

Above its token, a huge ‘green’ word flashed, which was very eye-catching.

"come--"

He stretched out his other hand again and shouted deeply.

In this sound, there was a kind of magical power, and the two forces from the source attracted each other, causing the black qi surrounding Qing Mingling's side to move, gradually crowding the tokens and pushing in his direction.

The token flew forward several meters along the power of the black energy.

But after leaving Song Qingxiao within a certain range, the character ‘green’ in the middle of the token seemed to gleam, and it immediately stopped his body.

"come!"

It had another meal, causing the demon soul to be extremely angry.

He shouted sharply, and the corpse in the hall trembled.

‘Shushasha—’

Countless withered and fragile corpses shook wildly, and when they collided with each other, the surface of the corpses was shattered by a powerful force, turned into black powder, and scattered in the hall.

Under this terrifying roar, with an incomparable suppression, Qing Mingling's token was forced to lose control, and ‘swish’ slipped forward.

"Kill her—"

"Kill her—"

"Kill her—"

Countless scared corpses were under his control, and they uttered a word of fear.

A lot of black fine dust came to Qing Mingling, surrounding it in the center, trying to blind the imprint on it.

Seeing that Qing Mingling was about to be completely covered and wrapped by the overwhelming black fine dust, its body, the word'green' bloomed with a faint dark glow.

‘Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie--’

Just when Song Qingxiao was shocked by the demon soul's roar, and when the Venus was blooming--

A familiar and strange laughter sounded at the same time.

I saw the body of token, black qi churning.

Qing Ming made the body rotate continuously, and during the rotation, a demon soul trapped here like a string puppet also appeared.

The terrible dark atmosphere spread, and the Nine Ghosts raged, and immediately forcibly suppressed the voices of all the corpses who were whispering.

The power of this laughter was amazing, and the devil soul yelled for half a minute without losing.

But Song Qingxiao had a blood contract with it that day, so Qing Mingling's demon soul laughter had no effect on her.

It's just that the blood pact has been forcibly torn up at this time, and it will be particularly powerful when it once again emits this contemplative weird smile.

Song Qingxiao only felt like there were layers of golden circles tightening her soul, causing her eyes to become hot.

The stable soul body in the body was shaken, as if it would get out of the body in the next instant.

The tearing pain from the soul came, forcing her to boil over and charge her muscles.

She had received the Qing Ming Ling for such a long time, only knowing that it laughed strangely, and only then did she realize that it was unmatched when it laughed.

With a splitting headache, she propped her eyebrows with her index finger, and instinctively yelled:

"To shut up!"

She yelled out, and suddenly realized that Qing Mingling had forcibly cut off the blood contract with herself.

With this shout, without the restraint of the blood contract, it might not obey its own orders.

Furthermore, it has the same origin with'Aqi'.

Listening to the words of ‘Aqi’, it seems that the two are originally one, but for some reason, they are divided into two.

‘Aqi’ hates himself for being boned, so Qing Mingling who has the same origin with him should also hate himself, and even cut off the blood contract with her at any cost, which shows the clue.

She shouted, Qing Mingling might not listen again.

As soon as this thought arose, she didn't expect Qing Mingling who was laughing loudly to be reprimanded by her as before, subconsciously closing her voice:

‘——Jie Ka——’

"..."

There was a strange feeling in her heart, and she looked up at the demon soul floating above her head.

It is similar in appearance to that huge ‘Devil Soul’. The only difference between the two is that a big ‘green’ is carved into the center of its forehead.

The same silent, there is the ‘Aqi’ which is related to thousands of corpses.

He seemed to have never expected that this resentful body that should have hated Song Qingxiao as much as himself would still bow down to this woman even after losing the power of the blood contract!

"Are you crazy?"

He issued a torture from the soul.

The demon soul in Qing Ming Ling stood in the air, ten meters away from Song Qing Xiao, facing away from the demon soul trapped under the corpse pile.

"Did you forget what she did to us?"

Seeing it refused to come over,'Aqi' couldn't help feeling resentful.

He was betrayed, tortured, and sealed in the Tiandao Temple for more than 800 years, and his heart had long been distorted by spite.

Qing Mingling's hesitation at this time made him even more angry.

"She sullied us!"

He roared loudly:

"We are one, we should kill this woman!"

"She has failed several times, but she has no words! She has failed several times, and she is not worthy to be our mother!"

"Why are you so close to her?"

"She is a woman who believes nothing! Liar! Liar!"

He was emotional, full of black air and windless, affecting the thousands of corpses hanging in the hall, turning into the most terrifying hostility, turning into an incomparable ghost head, roaring and opening his huge mouth towards Song Qingxiao. He rushed over, trying to swallow her.

"Woo-"

The scarlet light flickered in the dark skull giant's eyes, and the blink of an eye was close to Song Qingxiao.

The fishy wind blows, and the ghost is filled, blinding Song Qingxiao's vision——

At this moment, the word ‘green’ on the forehead of the demon soul transformed by Qing Mingling in the air flashed.

It hardly had time to think, subconsciously waved his hands.

An equally huge black shriveled ghost head flew out of its palm and turned into Fan Wu's appearance. It stood in front of Song Qingxiao, and issued a sharp warning sound at the ghost hair summoned by the huge thread-lifting spirit.

"Woo-"

'Wow! ’

The two ghost heads collided, and the two resentment and demonic spirits collided, and the sky screamed.

'boom--'

The crazy air current whirled straight up, and ‘chill’ cut off the black energy of several huge threaded demon souls that were tied to the corpse, causing him to utter a deafening hum.

‘Howl--’

The sound of the wind blew the containers on the ground, and the **** Uncle Shan was as light as a dead leaf, rolling crazily on the ground, making an urgent cry for help.

"Are you crazy!"

"Hahahahaha—" Seeing this scene, the huge thread-lifting demon soul was furious and let out a sharp laugh:

"A brand-a brand!"

He saw the huge ‘green’ mark on the head of the demon soul that Qing Mingling had transformed, and he seemed to be irritated.

At the same time, a memory flashed in the hearts of Song Qingxiao, Thread-lifting Demon Soul, and Qing Mingling.

In the dark cellar, a child with a bruised nose and swollen face, who almost escaped from death, said innocently:

"I like branding."

"It feels like I am a treasure that belongs only to mother."

"Even if I get lost in the future-as long as there is a brand on it, I will definitely think of my mother."

In the eyes of the demon soul transformed by Qing Mingling, the dark abyss flashed, as if his expression was a little gloomy because of memories.

Song Qing's small hands clenched tightly, and the appearance of the child in his mind overlapped with Qing Mingling at this time.

"She lied to you."

‘A Seven’ counts thousands of times, but it is not counted, the other one is still so weak and deceived by Song Qingxiao.

"She made her mark not because we are her treasures, but because she treats us as her belongings and treats us as abandoning her shoes!"

"Did she ever show up when we were pumped and refined? Did she show up when we were exiled from the Nine Underworlds and let the evil spirits eat away?"

"Liar! She is a liar!"

The huge thread-lifting demon soul yelled angrily, Qing Ming made those dark eyes twinkling, stretched out a black gas-wrapped paw, and slowly touched the center of his eyebrows.

On the one hand, it is the tacit understanding with Song Qingxiao for many years, and the admiration for her when she was a child;

On the other hand, it is the powerful obsession that comes from the resentment in the'self' heart, which affects its heart.

Following the words of the huge thread-lifting demon soul, it remembered the pain when Song Qingxiao imprinted its body with a chaotic blue light, and his eyes were gradually stained by the black air, becoming extremely deep.

"Her promise was not fulfilled, and we were sealed here for eight hundred years..."

"On the day you and I were separated, I promised to find this woman~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so that she can also taste the pain of being separated and deprived of her body, so as to eliminate the grievances of these years..."

"Have you forgotten our promise that day?"

"Kill her—"

"Kill her—"

"Kill her—"

"Kill her—"

In the hanging corpse's mouth, whispers again appeared.

Every time a word is spoken, a black qi is expelled from the mouth of each corpse, causing these words to form the most vicious curse in the world, shaking Qing Mingling's heart.

In the middle of its forehead, a little purple flame ignited, but it was swallowed by the black energy on its body.

Where the black air is permeated, the brand of ‘green’ that Song Qingxiao once left is slowly going to be wiped out.

"no."

At this moment, Song Qingxiao suddenly said:

"I didn't deliberately abandon my promise!"

She retorted loudly for herself:

"The first time I broke my promise, I left you because I was under your control and couldn't help it!"

She was responsible for the death of Lady Zhang, separated from Ah Qi during the flooding, and eventually made him displaced, living alone in Shengjing, and being bullied by others—all this is her responsibility, but the ultimate reason is still because The cruelty of the thread demon soul!

"I go back to the past, and I am under your control. When I come back, I can't help myself at all."

Is it because Song Qingxiao’s missed appointment caused Ah Qi’s life to be miserable, so he was enchanted and caused harm to all living beings;

It was after'he' became enchanted that the resentment distorted the heart of'his', causing'he' to send Song Qingxiao back to 800 years ago at an ingenious time, and to bring it back at the right time, and finally push it step by step.' He's got into such a situation by himself, no one can tell.

Is there a cause or an effect?

Or is it because there is a result that the cause reappears?