Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 203

It has been a day and a night since Yan Hua entered the Black Wind Grand Canyon.

This battle was obscured by the soul of the ancestral dragon, just like the Nine Dragons Cave back then, no one in the sky or on the ground could see the mystery in it.

Those who participated in the battle were all dead souls, and they were destroyed immediately after death, so my soul-calling flag did not change at all.

Jiang Xueyang lost the composure of the past, and the worry between her brows could not be concealed from others.

Not only her, but all the disciples of Mo Dao were nervously staring at the entrance of the Black Wind Grand Canyon.

The moment Yuhua took Fenglin Huanhan's four generals into the Grand Canyon, she also took away the backbone of the Demonic Dao at the same time.

The Demon Dao cannot lose this battle. If we lose, we will not only usher in a strong counterattack from the Yin Mountain Dharma Lineage, but the Yin Division may also take the opportunity to attack my Demon Dao.

If you can't lose, you can only win.

And the hope of winning all lies in how strong the coercion of the god of death is.

In fact, I don't know anything about the coercion of the god of death.

The reason why I named her the God of Death on a whim is because the God of Death is not controlled by the Dao of Heaven, because this name comes from the ancient underworld.

According to legend, there were also three realms in the ancient times, namely: the ancient gods, the ancient demons, and the ancient underworld.

Whether it is the Primordial Moon Demon or the Primordial Wind Demon, they are actually from the Primordial God Realm. The demons are the products of the blackening of them by later generations, because they used to be enemies of the Heavenly Dao. Only Jian Jia's phantom demon bloodline comes from the Primordial Demon Realm.

Rather, the god of death is the inherent god of the ancient demon world.

It is precisely because of this that when I conferred the gods for the gods, the Heavenly Dao was so angry that they did not hesitate to condense the purple mansion thunder cones to kill me.

"Daozu, General Lin will definitely win." Jian Jia came to my side and comforted me.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I awakened part of the memory about the ancient underworld, which is related to the god of death." Jian Jia said.

"How about the coercion of God of Death?"

"It's no less than the ghost emperor, maybe even higher than the ghost emperor. However, with General Lin's current cultivation base, I'm afraid he can't fully exert the coercion of the god of death. Forcibly exerting it will damage the soul." Jian Jia said.

"That's what I'm most afraid of."

Yanhua was originally a ray of soul at the bottom of the Yellow River. If her soul is damaged, it is more difficult to recover than ordinary humans, because it is her real body that is damaged.

For her, the yin body is the transformation of foreign objects, it is just a shelter for the soul, as long as the soul is not destroyed, it can be re-condensed.So she was injured so badly in Jiulong Cave, and she was able to recover later.

But if the soul is damaged, it is an extremely fatal thing for her.

Back then when the wild immortals attacked the cold wasteland, Yanhua burned his soul and used a move called Yin Yang and Yin Yang. That knife only moved a little soul, and it took a long time to recover.

Judging from Jian Jia's tone, if Yan Hua forcibly exerts the coercion of the god of death, the soul will definitely be greatly hurt.

The following time passed more slowly and heavily, every minute and every second was suffering.

Not only our magic way is suffering from this kind of suffering, but also the Yinshan Dharma Lineage is the same.

They also made a big bet in the Black Wind Grand Canyon. If they fail, the Yinshan Ancestral Court will be completely exposed to the attack of the devil.

Although the Twelve Demons of the Yin Mountain have a fierce reputation, my Demon Dao's Shapolang is even more powerful.

At the beginning, when the Demonic Dao Slaying Wolf was able to fight against the Three Realms with his family alone, what was the Yinshan Dharma Vein?
He didn't even have the courage to participate in the Battle of the Conferred Gods.

What's more, there are still two Tianzun in the Demon Dao, but there is only one ancestor of Yinshan in the Yinshan Dharma, who is in the realm of Tianzun, and he has closed the death test.

Therefore, although the magic way seems to have a slim chance of winning, if you really have to calculate it carefully, Yinshan Famai dare not say that he has the chance to win.

I don't know that the Demonic Dao and the Yinshan Dharma are anxious about the battle in the Black Wind Grand Canyon, and many masters in the Three Realms are staring at this place.

It's just that Zulong's dragon soul has extremely strong mind power, and the mystery is blocked. No one can see the specific battle situation until the last moment.

The second day was also spent in torment, followed by the third day, and the fourth day...

For the living, nine is the number of perfection, but for the dead, seven is the number of death.

The soul of the dead is bound up with the seven characters, and seven days determine the cause and effect of reincarnation. The folks have had the funeral custom of doing seven since ancient times.

This day is the seventh day.

The weather has obviously changed a lot since early morning.

It was still dark, and the sky was covered by dark clouds.

The cloud layer is very low, as if it wants to connect with the mountains, giving people a very strong sense of spiritual oppression.

There was no wind, or in other words, the wind couldn't blow at all, and the black clouds blocked the air flow in this space.

Black clouds fly up, the night moon crows to Hunan ghosts, and the soul returns to its spiritual roots without any difference.

When people die, they become ghosts, and when ghosts die, they become ghosts.

It is nothingness, and everything turns to ashes.Being a dead soul is already very pitiful, if it is wiped out again, the resentment will be overwhelming.

These black clouds are the monstrous resentment formed after the souls of the dead died. Looking at the solemnity of the black clouds, it is unknown how many dead souls died in the Black Wind Grand Canyon to manifest like this.

A whole day passed, and with the arrival of night, the black clouds became more dignified and thicker.

When midnight came, black clouds descended silently from the sky.

Clouds are light and flowing gas, but these black clouds seem to be as heavy as a thousand weights.As soon as Fang came into contact with the stone peaks of the mountain, the oppressive mountain collapsed.

Rumble, boom.

The cliffs on both sides of the Heifeng Grand Canyon began to be ruthlessly crushed by the black clouds, the mountains collapsed, and the rocks rolled, all rolling into the canyon.

"What's going on here?" I was horrified, and I was even more worried about Yuhua.

"The victory and defeat have been decided, the battle of the Black Wind Grand Canyon is over." Jiang Xueyang said.

"Who won?" I asked quickly.

"I don't know, we won't know until the black clouds clear."

The sound of the mountain collapsing continued, and the earth trembled accordingly.

At this moment, my heart was all in my throat, and I had no other thoughts in my mind, I just wanted to come back alive.

Gradually, I didn't care about anything, and I only thought about her.

My wife, Yu Hua.

When I first saw her, I was tempted, just like what is written in the poem, I don’t know where it started, but my love is deep, and I will never forget her ever since.

Yuhua has a cold personality, and I am willing to treat the cold ice as a beautiful jade to warm me up, without complaint or regret.

No matter how many beauties there are in the world, Xie Lan only wants to be his wife.

The more nervous she is, the more frightened she becomes.

I am very afraid that what I see at the moment when the dark clouds clear is not my lover...

Finally, the sound of rumbling rocks collapsing began to weaken, and then stopped completely.

The earth stopped trembling, and the black clouds began to dissipate.

This process lasted for a long time, I wanted to rush in to find the figure of Yuhua, but was stopped by Jiang Xueyang.

"The result has already been separated, and you can't change anything if you go in now." Jiang Xueyang said.

"Okay, I'll wait for her. I don't know how deep I love her until it's a life-and-death moment." I said.

"You love her very deeply, Xie Lan. There is no one in this world who loves her more than you."

"But I have done so many things to be sorry for her."

"Are you referring to Jian Jia?" Jiang Xueyang asked.

In fact, she was as terrified as I was, so she wanted to keep chatting with me.

"Not only Jian Jia, but also others." I said.

"Who?" Jiang Xueyang was slightly taken aback, and then asked.

"Murong Yuanrui."

As soon as these four words came out of my mouth, I immediately felt an extremely cold and cold killing intent.

The killing intent came from the depths of the Black Wind Grand Canyon, directly locking the breath in my whole body.

I am familiar with this killing intent, because I have seen it once.

At the moment when the killing intent locked on me, my mind finally landed, and I let out a long breath.

"Jiang Xiang, we won." I said.

"How do you know?" Jiang Xueyang hadn't sensed the existence of Yan Hua yet.

"Just when I said the name Murong Yuanrui, Yan Hua wanted to kill me."

"Oh, then...you take care."

After Jiang Xueyang finished speaking, he walked to the front of the Demonic Dao army, and prepared to meet the Demonic Dao's triumphant master together with the Demonic Dao soldiers.

I stayed where I was, feeling a little mixed.

Yuhua and Murong Yuanrui are old enemies, and there is no possibility of resolving them.

One of the two girls is the god of death, the other is the god of war;

Thinking of this, my heart raised again.

The crisis of the magic way is over, and my crisis seems to be coming...

Yan Hua could tolerate Jian Jia, but she would definitely not tolerate Murong Yuanrui.

At this moment, the black clouds cleared, and Yanhua walked out of the Heifeng Daxi Valley dragging his body covered in blood.

Behind her, Lin Qingshui, Bai Wuya, Marquis Helian Feng, and Zhou Shihao appeared one after another!

(End of this chapter)