"Young Master Qi Shang of the Qianyuan Wasteland? Isn't he dead?" Ding Yun stared at the silhouette in disbelief.
"I can tell you responsibly that he is alive and well." Luan Yu took out Qi Shang's identity token.
It was difficult for Ding Yun to understand this matter, his memory turned rapidly, and his expression changed drastically.
"Maybe he wasn't dead then."
Ding Yun seemed to be talking to himself, or to Jiang Shenwu and others:
"However, that is a fatal injury. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you won't be able to survive for a few years. How can you survive until now?"
"That is the young master of the Qianyuan Wasteland. His resource base is much richer than that of the Dugu family. Can we guess the means of saving his life?"
Luan Yu got closer to the silhouette, saw clearly the date of existence on it, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Shocked to the point of breaking her voice: "He...he is from the ancient witch period?"
"Yes." Ding Yun nodded blankly: "So I don't understand."
"Let me tell you something, the Ancient Witch Period is older than the Ancient E Period, and there are two war periods in between." The Forbidden Axis whispered.
Jiang Shenwu looked stiff.
Qi Shang has existed longer than Tang Xiaoyu?
Tang Xiaoyu was not affected by the passage of time, largely due to the fact that he had been buried in dust for thousands of years.
What about Qi Shang?
"Is it the effect of the ancient witch's spiritual power?" Shen Guang speculated.
According to Ding Yun, Qi Shang's injuries were too severe, and only the spiritual power of the ancient shaman could prolong his life.
"It should be." Ding Yun calmed down his messy thoughts and put away the jade slips.
Then, he solemnly told several people: "Don't make this matter public, it will do no good to you or me."
However, the expressions of Jiang Shenwu and others quickly returned to calm.
Ding Yun shook his head helplessly. Not only were these people young, they were also ignorant and did not realize the seriousness of this matter at all.
While talking, several people came to the end of the passage.
A head of green hair suddenly caught the eyes of several people.
Hu Si seemed to have noticed something, turned around suddenly, and met the eyes of Jiang Shenwu and others.
"Brothers, take action."
Hu Si smiled ferociously and waved.
The two people next to him stepped forward and stood side by side with Hu Si.
One person is bald, carrying a long spear on his shoulder, and the other person is wrapped in a black robe, with several black auras floating around him.
"That person seems to be the same kind?"
No. 700 approached Jiang Shenwu and whispered.
"It's a bit similar." Jiang Shenwu also felt that it was similar.
"The one in the middle is Jiang Shenwu." Hu Si pointed at Jiang Shenwu.
As soon as the gesture was transferred, his face suddenly froze, and when he saw the two Jiang Shenwu, his brain stopped thinking.
"Um?"
The bald man and the man wrapped in a black robe were surprised: "What's going on? Why are there two Jiang Shenwu? Hu Si, are you sure you didn't identify the wrong person?"
The bald man looked at Shenguang next to him: "I think that person looks like Jiang Shenwu."
"No, it should be the one with the bandage." The man wrapped in a black robe analyzed methodically:
"Mr. Cheng Zhong has wanted Jiang Shenwu. Jiang Shenwu is now the target of public criticism and will inevitably be injured."
After he finished speaking, his tone changed: "What?"
Just at the moment he was analyzing just now, there was another "Jiang Shenwu".
In the blink of an eye, a total of four Jiang Shenwu appeared here.
"Sha Chang, don't be fooled by the appearance. The real Jiang Shenwu's mental level is very low, only the sixth level." Hu Si quickly reminded.
"That's true. The problem is that the mental power of these four Jiang Shenwu is only level six." Sha Chang shook his head and felt confused.
"Zong Lu, hurry up. If you delay any longer, something might happen." Hu Si turned to look at the man in black robe.
Zong Lu responded and then there was no movement.
No one knows what kind of expression is on the face under the black robe, or what kind of seal he is condensing.
Suddenly, No. 700 noticed a familiar force.
It is the power of dead souls.
The power of the dead soul spread towards Jiang Shenwu and the others.
"Get out of the way!" No. 700 rushed forward, trying to resist Zong Lu's death soul power.
Earth Lord Wulinghu roared and released the power of the dead soul at the same time.
"It turns out there is another one of the same kind."
Zong Lu said quietly when he noticed that No. 700 was releasing the power of the dead soul.
"You, a guardian of the Soul Sacrifice World, what are you doing here?" No. 700 asked loudly.
"What about you?" Zong Lu asked calmly.
"What do you care about me? I'm just asking you, why are you here? How long have you been here?"
Feeling the majestic power of the dead soul coming towards him, No. 700's expression changed dramatically.
The power of Zong Lu's dead soul is at least at the level of a Venerable.
Even though he is at the level of a Venerable, he still does not have the ability to break through the shackles of the Spiritual Sacrifice World, so he escaped.
"A mere sequence guardian has so much to do."
Zong Lu changed his gestures, and the power of the dead souls that poured out locked on No. 700.
No. 700 felt as if his body was about to be torn apart, and a pain that penetrated his soul suddenly struck him, paralyzing his consciousness.
"Is he your friend?"
Ding Yun couldn't stand it anymore, so he took away No. 700 and Di Zun Wu Linghu, and rushed out of the encirclement of Hu Si and others.
"Not really." No. 700 said with difficulty.
"You're not friends, but you fight for them?" Ding Yun looked strange.
"They don't know the power of the dead soul. They don't know how to deal with the power of the dead soul. If they are hit and their souls are damaged, how can they escape?"
No. 700 adjusted his breath quickly, and his consciousness gradually recovered.
"I didn't realize that you're a very loyal guy." Luan Yu was surprised.
"Send me back when you have the chance." No. 700 sighed helplessly.
"Don't be impulsive if you want to go back." Jiang Shenwu held down No. 700 who was trying to get up: "Otherwise, if your soul is destroyed, you won't be able to go anywhere."
Although there are four Jiang Shenwu, No. 700 can accurately tell which one is the real Jiang Shenwu.
After listening to Jiang Shenwu's words, he was no longer impulsive.
Ding Yun originally wanted to help a few people, but he didn't expect that the power of the curse was activated, and his power was interfered with, making him unable to do what he wanted.
"Farewell."
Jiang Shenwu and others hugged Ding Yun and then rushed into a nearby passage.
Ding Yun stood there for a long time, trying to take a step forward, but he crouched down in pain and could not move.
"Dugu Jingyu, where did you die?" Ding Yun leaned against the wall and shouted.
"What are you doing?"
Dugu Jingyu appeared from the side. Seeing Ding Yun's painful look, he expressed that he had more than enough heart but not enough power:
"I'm sorry, I can't break your curse."
"Please help that Jiang Shenwu." Ding Yun knew the terrifying power of the curse. Even if he was the young master of the Dugu family, he might not be able to remove it.
"Give me a reason." Dugu Jingyu was puzzled.
"Jiang Shenwu has the aura of the Hunyuan Buddha on his body, you have to help." Ding Yun said in a weak voice.
"Why didn't I notice?" Dugu Jingyu's expression changed, and she stared at Ding Yun intently.