The barren mountains and ridges...the old graves in the lonely forest were filled with Zhao Yun's low roar.
To Moon God, it must be a roar coming from the soul, hiding all helplessness.
No matter how much his immortal power surges, no matter how much his origin tumbles, he can't stop Miao Yu's body from collapsing.
Is Zhao Yun too incompetent?
No, it was because he encountered something impossible at the wrong time.
The underworld marriage contract has been destroyed. Unless an emperor-level god is present, no one can save Wiaoyu's life.
Why!
Luna sighed again and couldn't bear to watch any more.
This disciple of hers has really had a difficult life, and wherever he goes he is faced with life and death.
"Stop it."
Zhao Yun's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, dyeing them scarlet red.
Wiaoyu hugged him, pressed her cheek gently against his chest, and listened to the heartbeat silently. She wanted to remember this tenderness in the last few moments of her life. She would treat it as a brand, bit by bit.
Engraved in her soul, it will make her remember that she loved Zhao Yun in this life.
"If there is an afterlife, I will still marry you."
Her whispers were still as tender as water.
She was already dead, and now she was just dying again.
The stars are bright.
The moonlight is bright and clear.
She was like a person in a dream, gradually fading into illusion...disappearing.
Going round and round.
Destiny comes and goes.
Her final destination is still this old grave.
The contract of underworld marriage, the love that spans Yin and Yang, leaves only a bright red wedding dress.
.......
Under the dark sky, there is a raging blood mist.
Hidden deep in the blood mist is a forest.
That's right, it's the Bloody Forest, moved to this vast land.
In the darkness, a man in blood robes walked out and stood in front of the forbidden area. After a closer look, he turned out to be the Blood Lord.
"You are still alive." Yin Zhou's words came from the Blood Nether Forest.
"If you are allowed to linger, why should I be buried?" The Blood Lord said with a faint smile.
"It would be nice to form an alliance."
"It suits me very well."
........
The wind at this night carried a trace of sadness and was ruffling Zhao Yun's white hair wantonly.
The witty words disappeared and he was left alone, holding his wedding dress and sitting quietly in front of the old grave.
Why!
There is a sigh in the secret.
The spies of Nai Mo Family have followed Zhao Yun and Miao Yu.
They were all witnesses to what happened tonight. Until now, they still don’t know why Miaoyu died. They only know that Zhao Yun must be in great grief at this moment, as if he was as motionless as a stone statue.
"You, go and persuade him."
"No, leave him alone!"
Several people gathered together in secret, whispering constantly.
As he was talking, he suddenly saw Zhao Yun's body shining brightly. Even the eyes of several people who were looking over there were blinded by the glare. That was not the secret method of the light body, but the wisps of bright golden light did not weaken the light body.
, as if a sun was hanging there, illuminating the dark night as if it were day.
The light dissipated, and Zhao Yun was still sitting there.
But the looks in their eyes became particularly strange.
All because of Zhao Yun's cultivation state.
A moment ago, Zhao Yun was still at the beginning of Quasi-Tian.
At this moment, Zhao Yun actually reached the pinnacle of Quantian.
Even if the hook is turned on, it can't be so fast! How embarrassing is it for these old guys!
The one with equally strange eyes is the Moon Goddess.
She is a god, she can see more clearly, and Zhao Yun has more power in his body.
What power?...The power of love.
Well...that is the power of ghost marriage.
The reason why Zhao Yun has improved his cultivation is due to the power of ghost marriage.
But how is this possible? Miaoyu has obviously been buried, and the power of the underworld marriage will disappear with it. How could it come into Zhao Yun's body? Is it possible that the underworld marriage contract changed at the moment when Miaoyu died?
Zhao Yun's residence lasted three days and three nights.
The devil's spies still didn't come forward to bother him.
Or else he was a monster who defied the will of heaven, and his path was certainly not an ordinary one. At such a young age, he had already experienced so many life and death. If he had not been in a very strong and appreciative state of mind, he would have collapsed long ago.
On the fourth day and night, I heard the sound of rustling.
It was Zhao Yun who was carving. On that tombstone, he engraved the name of Miaoyu. In this old tomb, three members of her family were buried. They returned to the earthly path due to the underworld marriage, and now they have returned to the original starting point.
In the dark night, he turned around silently.
The power of ghost marriage seemed to be a spirit, wandering beside him.
No one explained all this to him, so he was still groping alone in the dark.
I don’t know what day he returned to Qianqiu City.
Just like in the past, many people gathered at the city gate.
No one was amused this time, and everyone knew that the girl with the punchline was reduced to ashes.
I feel most distressed for Furong. Of her two daughters-in-law, one has not been heard from and the other disappeared into thin air. The child is gray-haired and the husband is a cold corpse. How many more hardships will her family suffer?
Zhao Yun returned to the mountain peak alone and slept for half a month.
In the past half month, the outside world has been very uneasy. There is a mysterious force that is causing killings everywhere. Many strong people have gone to see it. No matter it is a small town or a village, no one has survived. It is bloody.
"It's the Blood Demon."
Cang Qiong made a trip and was very sure which family the murderer was.
He understood the methods of the bloodline. Such a large-scale killing was nothing more than collecting blood. The blood puppets of the Blood Lord were very strange. They were born from blood. Wherever blood gathered, each one was extremely difficult to kill.
In the quiet night, the devil returns.
Along with it, there is the Demon Queen.
It is the sober demon queen who has walked on the road of mortal world and awakened her spiritual wisdom.
Naturally, the Demon Lord's secret method of summoning the world was also indispensable. He helped the Demon Queen return early. The only drawback was that the Demon Queen's cultivation level had fallen to the Tianwu realm due to excessive consumption of soul power.
"The result is unparalleled elegance."
After seeing the devil, many female elders murmured to themselves.
The Queen's aura contains a kind of fairy spirit. She is like a fairy walking out of a dream, with a dreamlike artistic conception. Her vicissitudes and antiquity are all traces of time, witnessing the changes of time.
In front of her, every woman pales in comparison.
The wife of the Immortal Demon King is indeed the most beautiful woman in all time.
"Sister-in-law, you still remember us."
Cang Qiong smiled, with a little star soul beside him.
The Demon Queen said nothing, but there was mist lingering in her eyes.
Especially the moment she saw Xinghun, her heart suddenly hurt.
This is the son of the number one demon general. Cang Qiong and the demon king recognize him, and so can she.
On this day, Zhao Yun woke up from his deep sleep.
The Demon Lord couldn't help but sigh secretly, knowing that he knew the wonderful words.
It was because his vision was low and he failed to see that Wan Yu's previous state was not a return to the world at all, but a reflection of the living dead. If he had seen through it earlier, he might have been able to find a way to save him.
"My dear friend, your kindness will never be forgotten."
A great gift from the Queen of Demons is gratitude from the soul.
Without Zhao Yun, it would be impossible for the Demon Lord to be resurrected, and it would be even less possible for her to return.
"Senior, where is the Buddha Land?"
Zhao Yun's words were hoarse and full of hope.
Everyone present also looked at the Demon Queen.
"Waiting for the full moon night."
The Demon Queen whispered that it was true that she could find the Buddha Land accurately, but only at a specific time.
Everyone looked at the sky and took a deep breath. It seemed that the full moon night was just a few days away.
That day, the Queen climbed to the top of the mountain.
She is building an altar, to be precise, it is an ancient formation.
She will help Zhao Yun find Buddha soil.
Of course, this is also helping you find it.
The grudge that lasted for eight thousand years should be settled. She didn't hate the Buddha for abandoning her. What she hated was that the Buddha, cloaked in compassion, made her husband suffer for eight thousand years.
There is also the Demon Realm. I don’t know how many people were buried because of her.
If this is a blood debt, it must be repaid with the blood of the Buddha Land.