Douluo: My martial spirit is Suona

And after Si Tu Yueming completely lost his breath.

The black and white tiger walked up to him, showed his sharp fangs, and bit off a large piece of meat from Si Tu Yueming's waist.

Then the blackboard tiger stuck out his tongue and spit out the meat, then turned around and left.

Suddenly, Si Tu Yueming's chest burst into purple-black color, and light flickered.

On the dark suona on Si Tu Yueming's right hand, the martial spirit slowly emerged.

Wisps of black energy continued to gather around him, slowly forming a black mist around Suona Wuhun.

The black and white tiger felt something terrible coming from behind.

Rush forward quickly.

In just a second or two, the black and white tiger Jingyi ran tens of meters away, but then the black mist grew more and more, and then transformed into a human-shaped shadow.

The humanoid figure was wearing a black robe and a purple gold crown. Its face was blocked by a white smiling mask, and only two pairs of eyes could be seen.

And those two pairs of eyes seemed to contain the chaos of the first opening of heaven and earth.

If Si Tu Yueming were present, he should be able to recognize that these are the eyes he had seen in the mysterious space, that is, the owner of the mysterious voice, or perhaps the owner of the underworld.

At this time, the phantom was holding Si Tu Yueming's Suona Martial Spirit, and countless powers poured into the Suona Martial Spirit.

The Suona Martial Spirit, which was originally a phantom, slowly became physical, just like a level 70 Soul Saint opening the true form of the Martial Spirit.

Then the man took off his mask and slowly put the suona to his mouth. The man's face was not revealed because it was wrapped in the mist. It was just that his eyes were too dazzling, even in the dark mist. There is no way to cover it up either.

A wave of air spread out from around the mysterious shadow, and then formed an environment similar to a field, wrapping the tiger inside.

Then waves of sound came, one higher than the other.

The black and white tiger seemed to be taken to another space. Countless black mist enveloped it. The tiger was trembling all over and fell to the ground softly.

As the man continued to play the suona, a huge shadow of a coffin slowly appeared in the sky, and then the coffin lid opened.

Among them, there was darkness, as if there was another universe hidden in it, and black tentacles were grabbing at the white tiger from inside the coffin.

The white tiger was paralyzed on the ground, without any resistance, and was pulled into the coffin by the black tentacles.

And after the black and white tiger was pulled into the coffin, the coffin board was suddenly closed.

Then I heard a "burp"

Then a bloody ray of light separated from it, penetrated into Si Tu Yueming's body, and then turned into little starlight and disappeared.

And the humanoid shadow put down the suona in his hand, letting the suona fly back to Si Tu Yueming's hand, and then slowly disappeared.

And the mysterious shadow turned into little stars like the coffin and merged into Si Tu Yueming's chest.

The skull mark burning with black flames seemed to dim a bit.

And when the red beam of light entered Si Tu Yueming's body, Si Tu Yueming's body was also slowly repairing.

Countless blood flowed back into Si Tu Yueming's body. The wounds on his back scabbed quickly, and the bitten place on his waist was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Two days passed quickly, and Si Tu Yueming woke up with a burst of pain.

In front of him was Grandpa Jack who looked worried.

Grandpa Jack: "Xiao Ming! You are quite capable, but you make grandpa so worried!"

"Ahem! What happened?" Si Tu Yueming asked in confusion.

He still doesn't know why he woke up, and why did he see Grandpa Jack again after waking up?

Isn't he dead?When his life breath was cut off, he seemed to be on a piece of land, with flowers blooming around him, a river flowing, and a lone boat slowly sliding on the river.

Si Tu Yueming was on top, and suddenly a figure appeared and said to him: "You are here at the wrong time."

Then he kicked him away.

Then I opened my eyes and saw this scene.

Grandpa Jack forced to stop his tears.

"A few days ago, a six-year-old child was found missing in the village. The whole village was looking for it. A day ago, it was discovered that you had not come back for two days. The people in the village expanded the scope, and those in the forest were more concerned. I found you deep down, and after walking a few steps further, I saw a rotting corpse, and the man’s mother determined that it was her son.”

"Oh, poor parents in the world, that person almost had a death wish. If the villagers hadn't stopped the mother, she might have hit a tree and died!"

"Hey!"

After talking, Si Tu Yueming also clarified his thoughts.

"I have just walked away from the gate of hell! I'm afraid the river is not the Wangchuan River, the flowers are not the flowers on the other side, and the road is not the Huangquan Road."

"It's okay, don't you think I'm fine now? There's no injury on my body. I also saw the body at that time, and then I fainted from fright." Si Tu Yueming made up a reason casually.

Grandpa Jack didn't go into details. He just took some food, put it on the table in the room, and left.

When Si Tu Yueming woke up, he felt that his body was no longer sore, his legs no longer hurt, and he felt very energetic.

He came to the table and finished the meal prepared by Grandpa Jack, which was a bowl of porridge and some pickled cabbage.

However, it had been two days. If Si Tu Yueming hadn't been strong and awakened his martial spirit, he probably wouldn't be able to wake up now.

Eat all the food in big gulps.

Then she walked out of the room and came to the big stone she made a few days ago.

He sat cross-legged and began to meditate.

She often does this when she has something to do. Even if it is of no great use, it can calm her mind and soothe her mood.

And just now he felt a force in his body, calling him to take it out.

At this moment, with Situ Yueming sitting quietly as the center, about two meters away, a dark aura emerged from the earth, and all the surrounding flowers and plants withered.

Then it turned into powder, merged into the earth, and then sprouted again, growing at an extremely fast speed.

None of these newly grown plants look very strange. Most of them are mainly purple and black. Even if there are other colors, they are mainly dark.

Slowly, a circular dividing line formed around it, as if something divided the two sides into two worlds.

One is a place about one meter centered on Situ Yueming, which is full of plants that exude strange auras.

On one side are some plants that are full of vitality and green brilliance.

And as Situ Yuemingdu slowly woke up, he knew what this was, the realm of the dead.

As the saying goes, only when you are infinitely close to death can you understand the true meaning of survival. This field is similar to the necromancer in online games.

It can transform the attributes of living things and resurrect the dead, ah, but those who have been dead for too long are just skeletons.

But it has no soul, maybe it's too weak, or maybe it really doesn't have this ability at all. No one can say for sure, we can only wait for the future.