There was a sound, and I saw three groups of people arriving at the Sea of Wrong Souls. Among one group of people, an old man came out. He was a saint, wearing the holy robe of reincarnation, with a green light shining all over his body, and he was very heroic.
"Elder Ling Yue, your Western Region War Emperor Palace is too late. Wait, no, why are Yin Wujiang from the Mountain and River King Tribe and Lie Qingyi from the Lieyang King Tribe not here? With their cultivation and combat prowess, can they be excluded?
Already?"
This saint soon discovered something was wrong. In the five regions of the Northern Wilderness, except for the Central Region, the other four regions have a total of so many taboo characters born every hundred years. As many taboo characters as there are in the Western Region, the other three regions will more or less know about them.
But at the moment, the saint has not noticed those people.
"Elder Gu Yue doesn't know something..."
The five Glacier Sword Saints looked at each other, and the elder known as Ling Yue gave a wry smile. He told them all about this.
"What! The Sword King took action! He kidnapped all the taboo characters of the younger generation!"
"Damn it, this traitor actually did such a thing, he will never be able to atone for his sins even if he is killed!"
Three groups of people came from the Southern Territory, Northern Territory and Eastern Territory War Emperor Palace. Each had several elder-level figures in charge. They were all extremely powerful beings among saints. However, after hearing what happened to the Western Territory War Emperor Palace, they still couldn't bear it.
I was furious, thinking about it, the Dou Zhan Saint King took out all the Dou Zhan King Ships, and actually someone robbed the younger generation of strong seeds, so the one who took action was at least a king.
"Sword King! Do you really want to walk on the opposite side of my human race?"
Some saints also sighed. He was known as one of the strongest kings to come out of this era of the human race. With one strike of his sword, all the heroes fell to his knees. His fame shocked all the heavens and hundreds of worlds. He even killed three foreign kings in a row in one day, and the sword shocked him.
All heavens, if they had not been expelled by the will of the alien world, there are two other alien kings who may not be spared. It is predicted by the world that there will be signs of becoming emperors within a thousand years.
All the saints felt heartache when they heard the words, and now the life and death of the twelve people could only be left to fate.
"I hope that the Sword King will have some kind thoughts in mind when he thinks of the same bloodline."
"Born from the same root, but drawing swords against each other, the sword king insisted on his own way, trying to reverse life and death, and finally committed such a murder!"
Glacier Sword Master took a deep breath and said: "It took many years until I became a king to realize that I was the one who suppressed it with my own hands. It was a close relative. No one knows this kind of pain."
A saint immediately scolded: "The faults of our ancestors cannot be touched. The sword king did not distinguish between right and wrong, committed murder in vain, and broke the Demon Suo Mountain. How could he understand the painstaking efforts of my human predecessors, just not to let him fall into the demon way!"
I didn’t expect that he would eventually embark on this path.”
Taking a long breath, the Glacier Sword Master stopped talking. The Sea of Wrong Souls was silent and cloudless. The sky was dark and shrouded in thick fog all year round.
At this time, at the end of the ink-like sea water, there was a faint whimpering sound, and vague black shadows were vaguely visible at the end of the world.
"ark!"
A saint shouted low, his eyes were like lightning, but it was difficult for him to move freely in the sea of wronged souls. Even with his spiritual will, as long as he entered the sea of wronged souls, he would be like a mud cow entering the sea, and there would be no reaction at all.
Slowly, the whimpering became clearer and clearer, and the blurry black shadows on the distant sea were slowly outlined by the skylight. They were black boats, which could be three feet long and more than one foot wide.
The body is dark and glows with a cold metallic light, but it is difficult to tell what kind of gold and iron it is.
One after another, the black boats were pulled by the invisible power and approached the coast. There was a look of nostalgia in the eyes of the saints. Back then, they also stepped on this ark and entered the sea of grievances to compete with the young and strong men from the five directions. It was a true battle between hundreds of people.
Flow, that period of time was full of passion and sharpness, but in the blink of an eye, things have changed and people have changed.
"This is the Ark!"
"The sea of wronged souls is shrouded in mysterious power, making it difficult to fly. Only this ark can cross it."
"The ancient ocean formed in the ancient barbaric years, I don't know what kind of secrets it hides."
The eyes of the younger generation are curious, but also cautious. It involves ancient secrets. Endless years have passed. Since it has not been revealed yet, you can imagine how terrifying it is.
All the saints from the four regions have gathered together in one place, looking at the more than 500 young and powerful men in front of them. This is their important heritage in the entire Northern Wilderness over the past hundred years, especially as the end of the era is approaching and the prosperous age is approaching, the younger generation
There are many more taboo characters than in previous years, and there are also some young and powerful people. Even if we look at the previous 100,000 years, they are rare young and proud people, and their achievements are immeasurable.
"Stepping onto the ark, the innocent souls will seize destiny on the sea, regardless of life or death. Half a year later, I will be waiting here!"
A saint said solemnly, his eyes fixed. He wondered how many of the young and powerful men in front of him could land on the Island of Beasts, and be recognized by the young son of the ancient beast king of the wilderness, and sign a contract to share their lives.
After half a stick of incense passed, black boats were stranded on the shore, no more, no less, just in line with the number of young and strong men here.
Next, the saints watched the young people in front of them step onto the black boat one by one. When the last person settled down, the black boat automatically moved without wind, making ripples, and slowly moved towards the depths of the Sea of Wrong Souls. The gray mist gradually thickened.
In the eyes of all the saints, everyone gradually lost sight of them.
…
Tens of thousands of miles away from here, there is a deserted coast. The inky sea water is eroding the rocks on the seaside. They are all riddled with holes and exude a desolate atmosphere.
Buzz!
The void twisted, and a long river of sword energy suddenly emerged and fell down. On the long gray river, a stalwart figure walked out from the depths of the void, followed by twelve figures.
Looking at the Sword King in front of him, Xiao Yi suppressed the shock in his heart. This is the power of the Human King. It is beyond imagination. He alone opened up a road in the void. In an instant, he crossed a long distance and arrived at the Coast of Wrongful Souls.
side.
The sea was as calm as black jade, and the Sword King stood on the shore. He stood with his hands behind his hands, looking into the depths of the sea of grievances. He didn't know what he was thinking, leaving only the slightly desolate backs of everyone.
No one ran away, and no one took action. In front of the human king, everyone's combined efforts were just like a fly shaking a tree.
After a long time, the Sword King turned around and looked at Xiao Yi and others. With his hand, twelve streaks of red light flew out and disappeared into everyone's eyebrows.
What!
Xiao Yi was startled, but he suppressed the urge to take action. The red stream of light disappeared into the center of his eyebrows and disappeared without a trace. No matter how many people searched, they couldn't find anything, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all. But the more so,
The heavier the hearts of the people, the King of Humans must be fully confident when he takes action. Needless to say, they, even the true saints, may not be able to escape.
"This is the soul-killing pill. It is made from many poisons, even the poison of the insect king who has entered the king's realm. It destroys the soul and wipes out the true spirit. There is no specific antidote and no one can solve it. The poison will be latent.
Among your fighting spirits, you only have half a year to find the Sun-Returning Grass on the Island of Hundreds of Beasts and come to find me."
Silence and silence!
However, the Sword King could see that almost everyone's veins were twitching. The Soul-Destroying Pill was not a trivial matter. It had to be obtained by a master of Dan Dao. It was comparable to the Perfect Enlightenment Pill of the King Realm, but it was a rare poisonous pill in the world. Targeting
The true spirit of the soul is very vicious. Even if the emperor takes action, it will be difficult to effectively expel it, and there is no 100% certainty.
Xiao Yi's heart sank. This Soul-Destroying Pill is definitely not simple. The difficulty of refining it can be seen. Although he does not know the way of pills, he can know from the changes in the expressions of forbidden figures such as Yin Wujiang that they have probably heard of it before.
, so even the calmest mood at this moment has fluctuations.
As for the Huanyang Grass, Xiao Yi knew a thing or two about it. It was a well-known spiritual creature on the list of spirits in the heavens. It was ranked far above the sun fire bred by the solar furnace, ranking one hundred and thirty.
This is a rare spiritual creature from ancient times, ever-changing. It has only appeared a few times in the past 107 epochs of ancient times. It first appeared in the barbaric years of ancient times. Because it looks like a grass, the name Huanyang Grass has been passed down.
According to legend, even if your soul is gone, as long as there is a trace of true spirit left, you can return to the sun and live for another 10,000 years.
In recent times, Huanyang Grass has appeared less than a handful of times. It is rumored to be on the Island of Hundred Beasts in the Sea of Wrong Souls, but it has only been found twice. Even so, it shocked the world and even prompted the emperor to take action.
, the foreign races gathered together and came to rob it.
Who does the Sword King want to resurrect?
Everyone was thinking like this while their faces were ashen. At this time, from the sea of wronged souls, at the end of the world, there was a sound of whimpering. Then, black boats broke through the gray fog sea and gradually appeared in front of everyone.
There are a total of twelve black boats, one not too many and one not too small.
"Go ahead, remember, you only have half a year."
After the Sword King finished speaking, he raised his feet and took a step forward. A long river of sword energy grew under his feet and extended into the distance. When his footsteps fell, the stars and rivers turned around and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
At the seaside of wronged souls, everyone was silent, carefully searching for the fighting souls. Unfortunately, no matter how hard they searched, they could not understand the location of the soul-destroying poison.
After a few breaths passed, some people woke up one after another and stepped onto the ark without saying a word.
Xiao Yi didn't find it either. He smiled bitterly in his heart. The Huanyang Grass was an ancient spiritual object. It was rare in ancient times. It ranked so high on the list of spirits in the world that even the emperor would be moved by it.
Each of the twelve people only has a lifespan of half a year. After half a year, when the journey to the Sea of Wrong Souls ends, there is no Sun-Returning Grass, only the body dies, the soul is destroyed, and the true spirit dissipates.
Concentrating his mind, Xiao Yi sighed and stepped onto the ark. This is doom. Since there is no way to escape, the only way is to enter the sea of wronged souls first. No one knows whether he can find that glimmer of hope, but no one is willing to give up his life.
Even if there is little hope, we must try our best to survive.
Twelve people boarded the ark, and the black boat moved leisurely. Circles of indifferent ripples suddenly appeared on the calm sea of wronged souls, and the jade-like sea water had wrinkles, like the sinister face of hell. (I wanted to have two people today as usual.
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