Chapter 481 474. Corpse Soul Realm

"never mind."

No matter how you think about it, it makes no sense.

Xuan Hao had no choice but to move forward in the direction he pointed before the world consciousness disappeared.

But it's different from last time.

He did not enter the so-called "chaos".

Silent, blank, lonely, without direction.

This is what he is experiencing at this moment.

Perhaps this blank space is wider than the so-called "chaos", and even covers the area where "chaos" is located, and can directly reach the new world.

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After throwing away the constraints of his body, he had been walking in this endless blank space for no reason.

There is no concept of time, nor any specific direction, but just following the guidance of the soul, I keep walking.

One year, two years, ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years?

I don't know how long it took, but finally, he heard the sound.

"Run!"

Someone exclaimed like this.

The surrounding environment is becoming noisier.

After the strong light, Xuan Hao suddenly realized that everything around him had changed.

He is now on a street that looks a bit old, with noisy life around him, and people are running away with horror expressions on their faces.

"What's going on?"

It doesn't matter if you don't know what these people are afraid of or avoiding.

Because these people look no different from ordinary people, what they are afraid of should not be terrible to him.

At this moment, Xuan Hao was even more confused about his own situation.

He lowered his head and looked at his palm in confusion.

"I probably haven't reshaped my body yet..."

Yes, he did not recreate the body that accommodates the soul.

When he was in the previous world, he was able to control his physical condition independently. If he wanted, he could instantly return to the appearance of a child, or he could slowly age in accordance with the changes of time and leave his body and embark on the journey again.

But the situation now seems a bit strange.

He knew very well that he was no longer in that blank space, so he should have entered a certain world now.

But he didn't remember when he had reshaped his body. If he remembered correctly... he should be in a soul state now.

And what's even more strange is...he could not condense his body here!

"Only the world can exist in the state of soul? So where is this?"

"ah!"

Someone hit Xuan Hao's shoulder and fell to the ground.

"Hey! What are you doing here??"

The man got up and continued running, which was more important than the crazy man in front of him to escape.

"Emm... It seems they are like me."

Xuan Hao felt the touch from his shoulders and analyzed.

Since we can touch each other, it means that everyone should be in the same state, that is,... they are all souls.

The people around them all look ordinary, and they should be just the souls of ordinary people. They will be afraid of escaping, which means there is something that threatens their lives nearby. In other words, they will all die.

But the problem is that, under normal circumstances, does it mean that you are dead?

So how can we die after death? Are these people alive or dead?

"Oh, what kind of world is this?"

In the terrified crowd, Xuan Hao touched his chin and pondered.

Anyone would feel that his actions were particularly abrupt when he saw them. Everyone was running for their lives. This person was a little too calm.

"Run! Run! There is a 'virtue' coming!"

Just when Xuan Hao was confused, someone began to shout anxiously.

And this time, he heard words that seemed familiar.

"Virtual?"

Xuan Hao felt that he seemed to have heard this word somewhere.

"boom--"

Just as he was confused, the violent roar suddenly exploded.

“Wow~”

In Xuan Hao's stunned gaze, a dark red beam swept across the entire street, only a few meters away from him. For a moment, smoke filled the air and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

He fanned the smoke and dust raised by the fan in disgust, and turned his head and looked towards the direction where the light beam was emitted.

“That’s…”

In the distance, there was a dark crack, as deep and dark as a torn abyss.

Under the crack was a huge dark shadow slowly moving towards this side. The black shadow looked like a giant wearing a black cloak, but there was a hollow hole on his chest. There was a hideous pale mask hanging on the "face" at the top, which looked a bit frightening.

That's right, for Xuan Hao, the word "breaking" is just praising it.

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The singting court.

The door curtain flying in the wind is engraved with the strong and powerful word "一".

This is the "Corpse World External Criminal Team" corps, the area where the first team is located.

The so-called "Outdoor Crimson Team in the Soul Realm" is a team founded by Yamamoto Tsori Yoshinori Yamamoto, known as the "strongest God of Death in the Soul Realm", which is the predecessor of the "Pretition Thirteen Team" a thousand years later. (They all directly wrote about the "Pretition Thirteen Team")

The situation is now turbulent, and the "Soul Realm of Corpse" needs to join forces with the "current world" to fight against the "virtual circle" forces that invaded the two worlds, so such a team was established.

But in fact, the "God of Death" in the "Soul Realm" and the "Mique Master" in the "Soul Realm" are not absolute allies.

Therefore, the meaning of "foreign attack team" is not only targeted at the "virtual circle", but also guard against the "destroyer" from the "current world".

The situation is now chaotic, and the cooperation between the two sides is just an option to "seek profit and avoid harm".

The "foreign crusade team" born in such an environment is essentially a killer group that "takes the name of the guardian court and carries out killing things."

Its function is to annihilate all "enemy" that is unfavorable to the corpse soul world.

In the ancient mansion, the old man sat upright on a chair and was meditating with a crutch in his hands, holding his eyes closed.

This is an old man who looks old with long white beards. The only impressive thing is probably the two interlaced scars on his forehead.

However, if someone could lift the wide dead body, he would find that his body hidden underneath had been trained like steel. Countless old injuries proved that he was a warrior who had been experienced.

He is the master here, the captain of the 13th Team of the Guardian Team, and the captain of the Imperial Team - Yamamoto Tsori Yoshikiki.

As the old man's meditation deepened, the air began to become a little irritable, as if it was about to be ignited, and the scorching breath gradually rose.

But suddenly, it seemed that it had been affected by something, and the irritable air suddenly quieted down.

The old man also opened his eyes at this moment.

Although the old man looked drooping, his eyes were filled with a terrifying light.

"Interesting little guy..." He slowly raised his head and looked into a certain direction. A smile appeared on the kind-looking face.

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Team 11.

"Captain Maozhihua! "There is a 'virtue' in the West District 45 of Liuhun Street."

The man dressed in a warrior rushed into the dojo anxiously and reported to the woman standing in the center of the dojo.

"Ah, I understand."

A gentle smile appeared on the woman's face.

But such a smile made the already panting man kneel on the ground in an instant.

Because he knows this woman very well.

The captain of the 11th Division of the 13th Team of the Guating Ting, the eight thousand streams of flowers.
To be continued...