It has been a day and a night since Yumu entered the Black Wind Grand Canyon.

This battle was covered by the soul of the ancestor dragon. Just like the Nine Dragon Cave, no one in the sky or underground could see the mystery.

All the souls who participated in the war were destroyed and were destroyed after death, so my soul-summoning banner did not move at all.

Jiang Xueyang lost his past calmness, and the worries between his eyebrows could not be hidden.

Not only her, but all the disciples of the Demonic Dao were staring nervously at the entrance of the Black Wind Grand Canyon.

The moment when Fenglin Volcano four generals stepped into the Grand Canyon, she also took away the backbone of the Demonic Path.

This battle, the Demonic Way cannot lose. If you lose, you will not only usher in a strong counterattack from the Yinshan Dharma Lines, but the Yin Si may also take the opportunity to attack my Demonic Way.

If you can't lose, then you can only win.

The hope for winning lies in how powerful Yang Huan’s God of Death is.

In fact, I know nothing about the God's God's pressure.

The reason why I named her the God of Death on a whim is because the God of Death is not controlled by the way of heaven, because this name comes from the ancient underworld.

According to legend, there were three realms in the ancient times, namely: the ancient gods, the ancient demons, and the ancient underworld.

Whether it is the ancient moon demon or the ancient wind demon, they actually come from the ancient god world. Demons are the product of the blackening of them by later generations, because they were once enemies of the Heavenly Dao, and only Jian Jia's illusion demon bloodline comes from the ancient demon world.

The God of Death is an inherent god in the ancient demon world.

It is precisely because of this that when I was a god for the Virgin, the Heavenly Dao was so angry that he could gather the purple palace thunder cone to kill me.

"Ancestor Dao, General Lin will definitely win." Jianjia came to me and comforted me.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I awakened some of the memories of the ancient underworld, which are related to the God of Death." Jianjia said.

"What is the power of the god of death?"

"It's no less than the Ghost Emperor, and perhaps even more than the Ghost Emperor. However, with General Lin's current cultivation level, I'm afraid that he will not be able to fully exert the power of the God of Death. If he forced himself to exert it, it will damage his soul." Jianjia said.

"This is what I fear the most."

Yumeng was originally a ray of fragrant soul at the bottom of the Yellow River. If her soul was damaged, it would be more difficult to recover than ordinary humans, because it was her who was damaged by the soul.

For her, the Yin body is transformed by external objects, and is just the place where the soul is inhabited. As long as the soul is immortal, it can be condensed again. Therefore, she was so injured in the Nine Dragon Cave that she could recover as before.

But if the soul is damaged, it will be extremely fatal to her.

When the wild fairy attacked Hanhuang, Feng Huan burned his soul and used a sword to attack Yin and Yang. The sword only moved a little soul and took a long time to reply.

Listening to Jianjia's tone, if Wei Wu forced the power of the god of death, his soul would definitely be greatly damaged.

The next time passed more slowly and heavier, and every minute and second were torture.

Not only is our demonic path enduring this kind of torture pain, but the Yinshan Dharma lineage is the same.

The Black Wind Grand Canyon also made heavy bets. Once they failed, the Yinshan Ancestral Court would be completely exposed to the attack of the Demonic Way.

Although the twelve evil spirits in Yinshan are famous, my demonic path of Killing Polang is even stronger.

When the Demonic Dao Sha Polang could fight against the Three Realms with his family alone, what was the Yinshan Dharma Line?

He didn't even have the courage to participate in the Battle of the Gods.

What's more, there are two heavenly masters in the Demonic Dao, but there is only one Yinshan Ancestor who is in the Heavenly Master, and he is also closed to the death gate. Therefore, although the Demonic Dao seems to have a slim victory rate, if you really have to calculate it carefully, the Yinshan Dharma Matrix dare not say that you are sure to win.

Not only the Demonic Way and Yinshan Dharma Veins are anxious about the Battle of the Black Wind Grand Canyon, but countless masters in the Three Realms are staring at this place.

However, the Ancestral Dragon's dragon's dragon's soul had a strong sense of mind and blocked the mystery. Until the last moment, no one could see the specific situation of the battle.

The second day was also spent in pain, followed by the third day and the fourth day...

For the living, nine are perfect numbers, and for the dead souls, seven are the day of the great dead.

The soul of the dead is connected with the seven-character character, and the cause and effect of reincarnation in seven days has been the custom of making seven since ancient times.

This day is the seventh day.

The weather has changed significantly since the early morning.

It was not dawn yet, and the dark clouds covered the sky with a tight cover.

The clouds are very low, as if they want to connect with the mountains, giving people a strong sense of spiritual oppression.

Without wind, or in other words, the wind cannot blow at all, and the black clouds locked the air flow changes in this space.

The black clouds fly up, the night moon sings in the Hunan ghost, and the soul returns to the spiritual roots without two papers.

A person dies as a ghost, and a ghost dies as a ghost.

The slaughter means nothingness, everything turns into ashes. As a dead soul, it is already pitiful. If it is destroyed into ashes again, it will be full of resentment.

These black clouds are the resentment after the deceased souls are destroyed. Looking at the solemnity of the black clouds, I wonder how many dead souls died in the Black Wind Canyon will manifest in this way.

The whole day passed, and with the arrival of night, the black clouds became more and more solemn and thicker.

When midnight came, the black clouds silently pressed down from the sky.

Clouds are originally light and flowing gas, but these black clouds seem to be as heavy as ten thousand pounds. As soon as they come into contact with the stone peaks of the mountains, the oppressive mountain collapses.

Rumble, rumble.

The cliffs on both sides of the Black Wind Grand Canyon began to be ruthlessly crushed by black clouds, the mountains collapsed, and the rocks rolled, all rolling into the canyon.

"What's going on?" I was shocked to see it, and I felt even more worried about the wife.

"The victory and loss have been decided, and the battle in the Black Wind Grand Canyon has ended." Jiang Xueyang said.

"Who won?" I asked quickly.

"I don't know, I will not know until the black clouds disappear."

The sound of the collapse of the mountain continued, and the earth shook accordingly.

At this moment, my heart was all raised to my throat, and I had no other thoughts in my mind, I just wanted to return alive.

Gradually, I didn't care about anything, just thinking about her.

My wife, mother-in-law.

When I first met her, I was moved. Just like what was written in the poem, I didn’t know where the love arose and felt deep, and I never forgot about her since then.

My wife has a cold personality, so I am willing to treat ice as beautiful jade to warm you without any regrets.

No matter how many beauties there are in the world, Xie Lan only needs to be a wife.

The more nervous you are for her, the more panic you become.

I am afraid that the moment the dark clouds disappear, I see not my lover...

Finally, the sound of the rumbling rock collapse began to weaken, and then all stopped.

The earth no longer trembled, and the black clouds began to dissipate.

This process lasted for a long time. I wanted to rush in to find Feng Huan, but was stopped by Jiang Xueyang.

"The result has been separated, and you can't change anything when you go in now." Jiang Xueyang said.

"Okay, I'll wait for her. Until this time of life and death, I don't know how deep my love for her is." I said.

"You have a deep love for her. Xie Lan, no one in this world loves her more than you."

"But I did so many things that I'm sorry for her."

"Are you referring to Jianjia?" Jiang Xueyang asked.

She was actually as frightened as me, so she wanted to keep talking with me.

"It's not just Jianjia, but also others." I said.

"Who?" Jiang Xueyang was slightly stunned and asked.

"Murrong Yuanrui."

As soon as these four words were spoken from my mouth, I immediately felt a cold and cold murderous intent.

The murderous intent came from the depths of the Black Wind Grand Canyon, directly locking my breath.

I am very familiar with this murderous intent because I have seen it once.

The moment when the murderous intent locked me, my mind finally landed and I let out a long sigh.

"Jiang Xiang, we won." I said.

"How do you know?" Jiang Xueyang had not sensed the existence of the wife at this time.

"Just when I said the name Murong Yuanrui, Yuhun had a murderous thought about me."

"Oh, then... take care of yourself."

After saying that, Jiang Xueyang walked towards the army of Demonic Dao and prepared to welcome the Triumph Army of Demonic Dao with the soldiers of Demonic Dao.

I stayed there and felt a little complicated.

Yuen and Murong Yuanrui are old enemies and there is no possibility of resolving them.

One of the two women is the God of Death, the other is the God of War; the other is the Demonic Way, and the other is the Immortal Way, which is destined to be irreconcilable.

Thinking of this, my heart rose again.

The crisis of the devil is resolved, and my crisis seems to be coming...

Yu Huan can tolerate Jianjia, but she will definitely not tolerate Murong Yuanrui.

At this moment, the black clouds dissipated, and the young man walked out of the Black Wind Valley with blood all over his body.
Chapter completed!