After the return of Ma Zunsheng

He condensed his soul and spirit, and a red-purple light flashed all over his body. There is a magic technique called psychic in the devil world. Using this technique, one can communicate and interact with the soul of a person or even a group of people, and know his past and present.

It's just that this method consumes too much Yuanshen energy and greatly damages the cultivation base. Even if Yu Ning has actually used it for thousands of years, it is very few times.

He is now physically weak and his mana has not yet recovered, so using this method is at a great disadvantage.But he made up his mind to verify what he thought in his heart, so he forcibly performed exercises.

He had already retreated to an inconspicuous corner, far away from Xia Qingzhu and other people from the immortal sect. He crossed his arms and turned twice, with his index finger and middle finger stretched out on both sides of his temples. With a light touch, his eyes turned from black to black Turning red with a red-purple light, he looked at Ji Sihan, and found that besides Ji Sihan's soul, there was another soul on his body. That soul had regular and exquisite features, long hair and a crown, but his eyes flashed madly , it seemed that the whole face was a little distorted, and he was surprised that this face was [-]% similar to himself.

Ji Luoye felt the call, he looked up at Yu Ning, and smiled at him.

"Is that you?" Yu Ning asked

"It's me..." Ji Luoye smiled again.

"What's wrong with you? I can avenge you." Yu Ning continued to ask, he guessed right, Ji Sihan was possessed by Ji Luoye's soul, that's why he behaved so abruptly.

"Thank you! But, I want to do it myself." Ji Luoye looked at Yu Ning, it was the first time someone offered to help him, he smiled at Yu Ning.

"Why did the deity wake up in your body?" Yu Ning was a little puzzled.

"In the dark, heaven has its own arrangements." After finishing speaking, Ji Luoye stopped looking at him and concentrated on exerting strength on Ji Sihan.

"Why did you choose to kill him tonight?" Yu Ning asked again.

"I don't know, maybe I was inspired by my mother's hatred, or maybe I want to see Liu's mother and son die together... I hope the Demon Lord is well..."

Before he finished listening to the following words, Yu Ning was forced to take a step back, a stream of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, he clutched his chest, his body was in torn pain, he let out a miserable laugh.

Sure enough, his body was too weak to hold on to the spell, so he was forced to quit halfway through the spell, and he didn't even listen to what Ji Luoye said later.

He vaguely heard the word Mozun, and Ji Luoye actually knew who he was?

Yu Ning felt that she didn't fall here by accident.

It's just that I will no longer be able to perform psychic spells for a while, and I can't ask, so I can only give up.

Yu Ning found that Ji Sihan slammed his head hard against Liu's coffin, blood was dripping, and the nonsense in his mouth became more serious.

He understood that Ji Sihan would definitely die tonight, and the living would be haunted by the souls of the dead.Unless the ghost let him go, the living can't fight the ghost, and they will definitely suffer.

When Ji Zhentian arrived, seeing Ji Sihan's appearance, he went up to help him, but Ji Sihan had already denied his relatives, so he pushed him hard, Ji Zhentian was pushed back two or three meters away, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he fell unconscious on the ground.

For a while, the yard became more chaotic.

"Brother, what should we do?" Seeing this, Xia Yanxing asked Xia Qingzhu quickly.

"Master Fu Ji, enter the house and have a look." Xia Qingzhu had already walked over...

At this moment, a silver light flashed in the yard, and a rain of light-colored flower petals floated in the sky, and a person appeared out of nowhere in the chaotic yard.

The water-green gauze gown dances without the wind, with light-colored long-sleeved polar regions, a silver auspicious cloud ribbon around the waist is extremely elegant, long black hair hangs behind her like a waterfall, her fairy posture is ethereal, and her fair features are correct and exquisite. His lips are spotless and red, and his dark eyes are like the most mysterious stars in the night sky. He is indifferent and cold, making it impossible to guess what he is thinking. He is standing under an old tree like this, holding a folding fan in his right hand, and the bottom of the fan is dragging A handful of jasper tassels with good color and luster looked at everything here indifferently without any superfluous expression on her quiet face.

Yu Ning's body trembled, this face, this temperament, this appearance, who else in the world besides him?

The Holy Lord of the Protoss - Su Yanzhi.

In the past, the person he wanted to stay with was also the person who caused his soul to collapse and sleep for 300 years.

Why is he here?

Yu Ning's feet unconsciously moved into the darkness again, and the hand holding the wall began to tremble uncontrollably.

How did he appear here?

He is so alive, he has only used psychic techniques, and his body is even weaker.If he finds out at this time, the soul may have to sleep for hundreds of years.

Not seen for 300 years, Su Yanzhi is still graceful and graceful, even more beautiful than before.

There has always been a saying in the Three Realms: The most beautiful thing in the world is the peony, and the beauty even more beautiful than the peony is the mirror on the cloud.

The peony is the king of thousands of flowers with its grace, luxury, magnificence and dignity, but Su Yanzhi, the sage lord of the Thirteen Heavenly Clouds, is more noble, elegant, dignified and noble than the peony.

Someone once rose from mortal penance to immortal class just to see the demeanor of the Holy Lord, just to get closer to him.

Back then, Yuning outside the mountain was also the first thing he remembered at first sight was his face.

……

"Holy, Holy Master?" Xia Yanxing looked at the people under the tree, and couldn't close his mouth in surprise. Did he read it right?

He hasn't become a fairy yet, yet he saw Su Yanzhi, his eyesight is not good, right?This exorcism is really not in vain.

Xia Yanxing stared under the tree and rubbed his eyes again, and found that there was still a beauty standing there. He let out a long breath and turned to look at Xia Qingzhu, and found that Xia Qingzhu was as surprised as he was. unbelievable.

It is really not easy for them to see the Holy Lord of the Protoss.

Su Yanzhi walked forward and stopped two meters in front of them. His eyes silently scanned the surroundings, and he asked coldly, "Is there something unusual here?" He sensed a faint psychic aura, and came immediately.

"No, no... oh... yes... the young master here seems to be wrong..." Xia Yanxing stammered, then looked at Su Yanzhi and Ji Sihan.

Su Yan knew whether he was looking at them or not, so he walked straight into the house. Ji Sihan suddenly opened his eyes wide when he saw him, then giggled twice, and then fell to the ground.

Su Yanzhi stopped, frowned, glanced at Ji Sihan, and found that he was dead. The psychic energy he had sensed before was in this direction. Why is there no trace of it now? Did he judge wrong?

This Zhuangzi is too weird and hostile, there are unclean things gathered here, and there are too many grievances, shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere. He glanced at the mourning hall, and a flash has floated under the old tree outside the door. Throwing it to the sky, closing the eyes tightly, after a few flips, the fan flew to the highest place in the sky, and the fan body expanded several times in an instant, and golden light appeared around the fan body.

As the fan continued to expand, the light became more and more dazzling. When countless rays of light were folded, there were dots of silver and white starlight flashing around. The fan shot a golden light from top to bottom and covered the entire courtyard, and there were countless small beams of light. Around Jijiazhuang.

In a short while, light green fluorescent spots in Jijiazhuang rose into the air like a fan gathering, and slowly the light beams from other places also began to absorb the surrounding light green spots.

Yu Ning knew that Su Yanzhi was comforting the souls of the undead in this town, calming down the resentment in the hearts of those who died unjustly and tragically. Most of these people who died unjustly did not want to leave after death, and the souls wandering in the murdered place for a long time will become dark here Aggravating, absorbing the essence of living people to turn from ordinary undead to resentful spirits, and come out to harm the world.

Those light green spots are the souls of the undead.

Xia Yan and deeds were dumbfounded, it was simply too spectacular and beautiful, even comforting the dead could be done so gracefully and seductively.

After a while, the pale green light spots in the air surged from the original turbulent scramble to the few and almost disappeared behind. Yu Ning knew that Su Yanzhi's influence was almost the same.

The fan slowly shrunk, the light dropped suddenly, and finally returned to normality and fell into Su Yanzhi's hands from the air.

Su Yanzhi opened his eyes, and could no longer feel any emotions of resentful spirits. This place returned to normal. He glanced around and flicked his sleeves to bring out a golden light. Fly where you should be.

Soon the yard returned to its previous appearance, and Su Yanzhi turned around to leave.

But when he turned around, he stopped in his tracks: "Come out..."

Yu Ning shrugged, sure enough, he couldn't hide, but fortunately he was alert and had already covered his face with plaster. He walked over slowly, every step he took seemed to be dragged by a boulder under his feet, he hadn't seen him in a hundred years, he fell from a demon king to the world , his cultivation base has been greatly damaged, but he is still the immaculate and lofty God Realm Lord.

He has changed, and he has not changed.

He has gone through many vicissitudes, but he is unparalleled.

They have hunted gluttons together, killed Hydra, swam across the world... In the end he plotted against him...

Yu Ning suppressed the grief and anger in his heart, and didn't think about the previous things. He walked over step by step like Su Yanzhi, and suddenly quickened his pace, with a silly smile on his face: "Hehehe...call me?" One arm was scratching the back of his head, his face was full of stupidity...

Su Yanzhi gave him a cold look, and Yu Ning looked at him and then looked away.There is no way, Su Yanzhi's eyes are beautiful but too indifferent, as if everything in the world is just misty clouds in his eyes, nothing can really shine into his eyes and heart.

In the past, as long as he and Su Yanzhi looked at each other, he would definitely lose in the end. Those eyes seemed to have magical powers, obviously without any color, but they seemed to hide the beauty of the world.

Su Yanzhi's hand holding the fan tightened his grip on the bones. Before he could speak, Xia Yanxing's voice came from beside him: "Holy Master, he is a fool here."

Su Yanzhi glanced at him at the sound, but said nothing, Xia Yanxing heyed in embarrassment.He admired Su Yanzhi, and when he saw the real body, he became excited and forgot the difference in status, which was really unseemly.

"Chier Chier, I am Chier, hahaha, father, mother... They say I am a fool... Dad, where are you..."

As soon as Yu Ning heard Xia Yanxing's words, he immediately followed up, raised his head and laughed loudly, turned around and ran to the place where Ji Zhentian fainted, jumping and talking nonsense while running, Xia Yanxing silently shook his head as he watched...

Su Yanzhi withdrew his eyes, turned around, and a silver light appeared, and he turned away.

Yu Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing him leave, he doesn't want to be recognized by Su Yanzhi now...

He glanced at the mourning hall, Ji Sihan was already dead, and Ji Luoye did not let him go. The mistress of the huge Ji family village died and the young master died again. Ji Zhentian woke up wondering if he could hold on.

He looked at Ji Zhentian who had passed out and suddenly felt sympathetic to him. At his age, he should have enjoyed family happiness in the world, but now he has to accept wave after wave of bereavement blows.