Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

"Don't worry, Daoist Taixuan."

Seeing the other party's expression, Xingjiang Datianzun gently shook his head, but his expression did not change too much because of the other party's words.

He looked at the silent Blood Furious Heavenly Venerate beside him and nodded slightly.

"Troublesome fellow Daoist."

"I know, you compass, I will help you send it back."

The conversation between the two caused the Taixuanjian to be stunned for a moment, and then his expression turned solemn.

But at the next moment, he saw that he raised his hand and pinched the seal, and an inexplicable aura circulated around him.

"Sacrificing yourself!"

He Xingjiang Great Heavenly Venerate let out a low sigh, but saw that his incarnation began to ignite a spiritual fire, and in the blink of an eye, he had already shrouded everything around him.

It disintegrated and disappeared in an instant, but on the spot, a very strange fluctuation was born.

Taixuan and Xuelian, the two great Heavenly Venerates, sensed this kind of breath, and they all retreated involuntarily.

In front of them, an invisible ripple spread.

The ripples were invisible, but it put the entire space in a rather strange state. In front of his eyes, the space began to gradually shatter, and even finally collapsed.

After a while, Han Lian's figure was discovered.

In their eyes, it entered a channel.

Seeing this scene, Blood Fury Great Heavenly Venerate's eyes narrowed slightly, Taixuan Great Heavenly Venerate, the bamboo sword behind him was already sharp, as if it was about to be unsheathed.

But looking back, they found that things were not what they thought.

When they went back to the way the cannibal barbarian lord first opened the barbarian ancestral tunnel, the two of them looked at each other and were shocked.

"I have lived for 5,000 years, and I have never seen or heard of Han Daoyou's methods."

Taixuan Da Tianzun sighed, and for a while he didn't know what to say.

"Don't say that your friends don't know, think about it, no one should know.

Perhaps the three-count Daoist friend should be able to see something, but that guy Shenlong sees the beginning but not the end. After his only incarnation left Sundu a few days ago, he has completely disconnected from us. "

Blood Furious Heavenly Venerate shook his head slightly, then turned and left.

When he saw the scene just now, he already knew that worrying was useless. Since nothing happened to the other party, he naturally didn't have to go to distract him.

He is quite busy.

Seeing this, the Great Heavenly Venerate Taixuan hesitated for a while, and buried a sword mark as a mark in the depths of this space between his fingers, and immediately turned into a rainbow light and left.

He is also gambling.

It is already known that the other party has entered a place outside the sky, and when they return, there is a certain chance of returning to the original place.

And if he really returned to the original place, he would definitely pry his sword mark and make him feel it.

Of course, if the means of strength are sufficient, the place where he returns will naturally be able to control himself.

As for the cannibal barbarian lord who entered the barbarian race, he really didn't have any thoughts to calculate.

The triple heaven of the barbarians has not been cut off since its inception until now. He just knew that in each of the three heavens, there are several fellows leading the world of the barbarians.

Doubt that Han Lian is squatting here, or there are other ambush, or when he appears, it is not himself

Although all kinds of possibilities may occur, it must be impossible for the other party to return here.

Rather than waiting in this Huangtian hinterland, he might as well differentiate an incarnation to go to Tongtian Pavilion. After the other party perceives it, he will know it as if he dispersed the incarnation.

All in all, everything here has come to an end.

Return to the battlefield.

But he said that when the soldiers of the alien race were scattered, the only incarnation of the Witch Master of Hundred Sins, who had never appeared before, actually appeared.

He originally seemed to have a plan, but was completely disrupted by this sudden defeat.

He didn't care about those soldiers, he wanted to plot against the three Chunyang ancestors, Jiuyin, Chijian, and Sanzang.

If it is a cooperative attack, there is a chance of success, but trying to plot the three most top Chunyang ancestors in a row only makes them vomit blood.

As for the ancestor of Sanzang, his bones were shaking, and it seemed that nothing happened.

Its courage was extremely small, and after this blow, it disappeared in a blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared.

On the other hand, the Human Race only relaxed after being vigilant for a long time.

Those soldiers who have gone through the battle are listening to the generals' various words, and the whole camp is already full of meat fragrance.

The reserve troops on the battlefield, one by one, went out of the city and began to clean the battlefield.

Some of them converged their weapons, some peeled off the armor, and after that, they went to identify the bones.

The weapon is a unified system, and even if it is contaminated with foreign blood, it is not a bad spiritual material.

There is no need to say much about the battle armor. Most of them will be used directly after being repaired.

Even if there is no way to use it, it is no problem to return to the furnace and cast it into molten iron and then re-forge it into other weapons.

As for identifying bones, they have quite a few other methods.

Three thousand soldiers were divided into one battalion, and ten thousand people were divided into one army. Each army and each battalion had their own spiritual imprint, which was imprinted into the bones.

And everyone in each camp has their names engraved on their bodies with aura.

With the help of the roster of each battalion and each army, they can identify and search for it, and they can find it very quickly.

Everything seems to be in order, without the slightest error.

This is the method of Daoist Xiaoxiang, and it is worth noting that he has the honorary title of 'Hidden Country Scholar'.

The opponent's point of troops will be like at your fingertips, and all the layouts are in his hands, and there is a quite unique beauty.

In this battle, more than 400,000 human soldiers participated in the battle, about a quarter of the dead, and the wounded were not counted.

Under the means of the big monk, a huge sky pit was dug out near the evening.

The skeletons whose identities have been identified were placed in the pit quite solemnly. Everyone looked solemn and surrounded the Tiankeng.

They used it to divide each battalion and erect monuments and names.

The long wind blew with an inexplicable sadness.

After all the corpses of the soldiers entered the pit, a kind of great power also appeared one by one.

Xiaoxiang Daoist Li Buwei stepped forward, but no one noticed that this man had problems with his legs and could not stand.

He leaned on crutches to the side of the Tiankeng and watched silently, not knowing what he was facing in his heart.

"Unarmor!"

He let out a low sigh, only to hear the sound of 'Sa', 'Sa', and 'Sa', and all the soldiers stood solemnly, with expressions of sadness on their faces.

After a few more breaths, Li Buwei still put the crutches in his hand into the pit, then turned around, staggered back, and left a little lonely.

For him, none of this was perfect, some things didn't count, and he wouldn't allow it to himself.

"Burn it!"

"burn!"

With another low voice, the powerful cultivators standing in all directions raised their hands to ignite a spiritual fire, burning down towards the bottom.

The raging fire rose into the sky, and vaguely, it seemed to reflect the slightest traces of light and shadow, that was left in this place, and the soul has not been scattered.

"Song!"

"Song!"

"Song!"

The dull horn sounded, the drums were low and faint, and the soldiers standing around were already chanting.

"The sky will collapse and the ground will be split, and people will live and die, live and die, live and die, live with their relatives, and return to their souls."

Along with the chants of the soldiers, the light and shadow of the soul began to overflow, and a rainbow of light like a shooting star transmitted from the distant sky and flowed towards the land of the sky.

At the time of these ancient human races, there have been songs that have been circulated for an unknown number of years. It does have the effect of reassuring the soul and sending the soul. In addition to sadness, it really makes the soul return.

But when the fire light dissipated, the sword-eating ancestor stepped out one step, his mind flowed, and a spirit sword appeared. According to the number of deaths on the roster, he put a portion of the ashes into the jade bottle, and immediately sent to each battalion.

After doing all this, he flicked his sleeves to fill the pit, and he didn't know what kind of means he used. The long monuments that had fallen below actually rose from the ground, condensed into a great formation, and guarded this piece of tomb.

Because the alien race fled so violently in this battle, and then there was the alien race witch master condensed the flesh and blood of the alien race to make a hundred evil people. On the battlefield, although there are still a lot of alien corpses, they are not like before, who is coming? Consolidate the bones for it.

The Sanzang Patriarch came with a bead, and he looked at it quietly, and couldn't help sighing.