Chapter 2415: Just in ti (3) Chapter 2415: Just in ti (3) The most fatal thing was that the demonic Qi here was even starting to affect Zhang shouyi’s Army.
“Those dark spots are like poison.”
He pointed at so of the soldiers by his side. Their bodies had already been corroded by dark purple spots.
These dark purple spots seed to be alive, and wherever they went, they caused the ghost spirit soldiers to show painful expressions.
this poison can devour our souls, making us extrely painful and weak …
Zhang shouyi’s voice was trembling when he said this. It was obvious that he was extrely afraid of this demonic Qi.
over the past few years, I’ve already lost more than half of my brothers.
It wasn’t just his brothers, even he himself had suffered heavy injuries.
The demonic Qi in Shen villa was restored, and evil ghosts and resentful spirits appeared frequently.
Moreover, this place was shrouded in ghost Qi all year round. The ground and houses, which had been fed with the blood of two city massacres, were like monsters that had beco spirits and would absorb the power of their souls.
Gradually, even so wandering ghosts were attracted by the dark energy and stopped here to do evil.
Zhang shouyi’s Army was affected by the demonic Qi and had to fight these evil spirits at the sa ti. As ti went on, they gradually couldn’t hold on.
the demonic Qi can not only devour us, but also human flesh and blood, as well as the spiritual power and essence of cultivators.
In the past few years, the old Daoist still took the risk to transport the remaining corpses and bones to suppress the demonic Qi.
but the demonic Qi is seeping in too fast. Old Daoist priest’s body is gradually unable to hold on.
His cultivation had stopped improving after he got old, but he still wanted to use his own Ling power cultivation to fulfill his original promise.
In less than two years, his body was getting worse day by day.
“The last ti I ca in was half a year ago …”
After Zhang shouyi said this, he secretly glanced at song qingxiao’s expression.
he’s much older now and can’t move as smoothly as before. The evil Qi is devouring his life. When he ca, he told that this might be the last ti he’ll co.
He stood by the pile of bones for a long ti, saying that he was sorry for the undead and that he would have to pay them back in his next life.
Zhang shouyi couldn’t even protect himself at that ti, so how could he be of help?
When they heard that, they all kept silent.
The old Daoist was a cultivator and had already guessed that his ti was near, but he still had so unfinished business.
Just like Zhang shouyi, the human and the ghost were both waiting for the return of a person.
Zhang shouyi was waiting for song qingxiao’s promise, while the old Daoist was waiting for his ‘daughter’ before he died.
“He’s afraid that he won’t be able to see you again, miss song, so he often tells about your childhood.”
He regretted sticking to the rules in the past. When song qingxiao called him ‘father’, he refused to agree.
When he agreed later, she left again.
If he died, song qingxiao would be too regretful to make up for it when she returned.
“Three months ago, his disciple sent a ssage through a paper crane, saying that his old illness had acted up and he was bedridden.”
For a cultivator to be bedridden, one could only imagine how serious the situation was.
For the past few months, the black fog had sealed off Shen villa and spread over the river. It was similar to the ti when ng fanglan’s soul controlled this place.
The old Daoist had three disciples. The eldest disciple was here, the youngest was missing, and the second disciple was by his side.
However, out of his three disciples, this second disciple’s cultivation was the weakest. He did not have enough mana to send the ssage into the black mist.
Thus, Zhang shouyi still didn’t know how the old Daoist was doing.
Moreover, he was also in a difficult situation. So of his brothers who had followed him for a hundred years had been corroded by the dark power and turned into evil spirits, while so had their souls scattered and could not reincarnate after death. He himself was also affected badly and was afraid that he could not hold on for long. Thus, he did not have the heart to find out the results.
It was just that Zhang shouyi and the old Daoist had beco friends over the years, so he understood the old Daoist’s thoughts and temperant very well.
Based on his premonition, the old Daoist should still be holding on to his last breath.
He had yet to see his eldest disciple, who he had treated like his own son, escape from his predicant. He had yet to see song qingxiao return. He died with his eyes wide open.
“Miss song, you’ve co back just in ti!”
When he said this, his tone was a little excited. He was happy for the old Daoist and envied the old Daoist for finally getting what he wanted.
It was the happiest thing in the world to see the person you wanted to see before you died.
When song qingxiao heard this, the heavy stone in her heart was finally put down.
Once her thoughts were settled, her expression changed quickly.
From the initial uneasiness, he beca much calr.
Her eyes beca sharp and cold, showing her domineering calmness.
With a wave of her hand, a stream of purple Qi turned into the sky splitter and was held in her hand.
The dragon’s roar and the sword’s cry mixed together, forming an unstoppable King’s will, breaking through the demonic Qi’s blockade and shooting into the air!
kill ng fanglan first and save my senior brother. Then, I’ll go to cloud Tiger Mountain and see my master!
Her voice was very soft, but it contained a strong self-confidence and determination.
The sword Qi shot straight into the clouds, and the dragon’s roar resounded through the earth.
This phenonon triggered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing dark clouds to gather in the sky, and a lightning shadow appeared.
The people outside the Shen villa also heard the long hum that sounded like the clashing of golden Spears and looked up.
On the other side of yunhu mountain, an honest-looking old man was sitting on his knees in front of a simple stone bed.
On the stone bed, there was a skinny old Daoist.
The old Daoist’s hair and beard were all white, and his soul was almost scattered. His face was covered in purple-black Qi, and it seed that his ti was not long.
However, the mont the sword Qi revealed its sharpness and the clear dragon’s roar reverberated through the world, the old man who had been unconscious for a long ti seed to have a telepathic connection. His eyelids trembled and tears rolled out of his eyes.
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