We are neither living nor dead, we will be forgotten by living and dead.

We return to the world we once said goodbye, but we can never go back to the days we once lived, and we can never go back to the people we once loved.

We are both existence and curse, so we forget the past and are forgotten by the past.

The spell that Feng Huan recited came from the ancient god of death in the underworld. This spell perfectly interprets the meaning of the existence of the dead soul.

...

With the mantra she recited, everyone, whether living or dead souls, calmed down at this moment, and then a great sorrow came to everyone's heart.

What is the dead soul?

They wander around the world, and they cannot return to their families without being collected by the underworld, enduring the wind and rain, until they are burned by wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Even if they become the deceased disciples of the Demonic Way and condense their Yin body, will it be like having Yin body be resurrected?

I don't know how many souls cry because of the spell of the god of death. Their sorrow comes from their confusion about their existence, and they don't know what they exist for.

The gods are high above and overlook all living beings.

Only the god of death is alone in the ancient underworld, companion with lonely death, and endures the heaviest sorrow.

I stood behind Yuen and listened to her chanting the spell of the god of death.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. Fortunately, I had me by her side and our souls were closely attached to each other, so she would not be confused.

"I am the God of Death, and I will give you liberation in my name!"

As Yu Hua read this sentence, the sorrow of the disciples of the Demonic Dead Soul gradually disappeared, and then a firm belief emanated from the depths of his soul.

This firm belief stems from recognition of one's own identity.

How about life and death, I don’t think of it, and the world exists because of me!

Forty thousand wills of the dead souls gathered wildly towards Xiang Huan.

When all the disciples of the dead walked out of the shadow of sadness and raised their noble heads, the prince gathered all the wills of the dead to walk towards the Black Bat Bridge of Life and Death.

Everyone was holding their breath, tightening their minds, and looking at Feng Huan to take the first step.

The Black Bat Life and Death Bridge is made up of black bats that are sacrificed by the dead souls. If the will of the dead souls are not recognized, the bridge will be broken, and then this place will become a dead end.

Not only that, the black bats with dead bones that turned into bridges will also attack and kill the disciples of the Demonic Taoist. The combat power of the Black Bats with dead bones is comparable to that of the low-level half-step Heavenly Lord. If they attack in groups, the Demonic Taoist will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

With a bang, the dead bone boots on Feng Huan's feet stepped on the black bat's life and death bridge.

The bridge body shook, and then it seemed that thousands of dead souls roared at the same time, and the will of the dead souls on the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge was activated.

The sage took a step and stood still. His figure remained motionless, but the dragon soul on his back was clattering against the flag.

After a moment, Yumeng took the second step.

The roar of the dead souls caused this step is even stronger, and the vibration of the bridge body is also intensifying, as if it will be broken at any time. If the bridge is broken, the virgin will fall into the abyss of the dead below and will be killed endlessly.

Now she can't look back, and the bridge will break.

The monk continued to move forward, and each one was determined to move forward without stopping.

The Black Bat Life and Death Bridge is undulating, like a vicious black dragon struggling in the air, like throwing a beloved slut off its body, or breaking the dragon's body.

But no matter how hard the black dragon was, the heavy steps of Feng Huan were not messed up.

As they drifted away, the will of the dead were completely angered. The lowly cowards were trembling and rocks rolled on both sides of the cliffs. Later, even the resentment of the Dead Abyss below was summoned.

The Black Bat Life and Death Bridge became cloudy and mist, and the figure of the undulating figure of the bridge was also covered by the undead clouds.

Time passed very slowly, and there was a silence in the magic camp, and everyone was holding their breath and staring at the violently turbulent black bat bridge of life and death.

roar!

The roar of the dragon sounded.

"Not good!" Jiang Xueyang exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The Black Bat Life and Death Bridge has already shown signs of turning into a dragon. I don't know how many dead souls have been damaged in order to sacrifice and refine this bridge to gather such a powerful and indelible will of the dead soul."

"Can Meng successfully cross the bridge now?" I asked worriedly.

"It's hard to say, it depends on whether the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge can successfully transform into a dragon."

Jiang Xueyang said that if the will of the dead soul transforms into a dragon, it will be a trivial matter if it cannot cross the bridge, and there will be a catastrophe in the devil's way.

Later I learned that although there are many evil magic circles in the Yinshan ancestral courtyard, this black bat life and death bridge is the most difficult life and death test.

The black bat's life and death bridge turns into a dragon, and its combat power is comparable to that of the Heavenly Lord.

This bridge is the strongest fortress to protect the ancestral courtyard of Yinshan, and even surpasses the 100,000 direct disciples of Yinshan.

After hearing what Jiang Xueyang said, I became more and more worried about my wife.

At this moment, the huge dragon roar sounded again.

Then I saw that the black bat life and death bridge in front of me had changed, and the dark and undulating bridge deck began to grow dragon scales at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dragon scales quickly spread forward like a tide.

When the dragon scales fill the entire bridge, the black bat life and death bridge will turn into a dead black dragon.

It’s not that the will of the souls of my demon army are not firm enough, but that the work of the Yinshan ancestral court is too unhealthy, and the will of the souls of the black bat on the bridge of life and death is more than tens of millions.

The single person on the bridge was like hitting a stone with an egg.

Seeing this, I could no longer bear it and walked towards the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge.

"Xie Lan, what are you going to do?" Jiang Xueyang spoke behind me to stop him.

"Slay the Dragon."

After saying that, I pulled out the Wentian Sword and tried my best to release the sword energy manifold while walking.

Just relying on his own, I will not be able to suppress the will of the dead souls on the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge. Since the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge turns into a dragon irreversible, all I can do is to kill the dragon and turn it into it.

Since my consciousness absorbed the fragments of the sword demon's divine consciousness, every flow of my sword energy can now transform into a perfect dragon shape.

My man walked on the bridge with meteors, and countless dragon-shaped sword energy followed behind him. The fog of the undead blocked my five senses and six consciousnesses, but could not stop my steps.

The magic sword surging, and the sword energy was unstoppable. There were more and more dragons behind me that had manifested the sword energy flowing behind me, from hundreds to thousands, from thousands to thousands...

The existence of Fenghuan is too dazzling, covering my edge. In fact, my combat power is not inferior to her. I am not as good as Fenghuan when leading troops to fight. I only talk about destruction and killing. Now my Wentian Sword is stronger than her Demon-Suppressing Sword.

Her strength lies in the morale of the army, and indomitable progress in the way of destroying the army. And my strength fusion of the chaos of the Qi Sha and the madness of the magic sword.

Because Pojun was born for war, while Qisha existed for killing.

...

When the third dragon roar sounded, I saw Feng Huan.

In front of her, a huge black dragon head was floating high. The dragon head was as big as a mountain, and the dragon eyes were as closed as a seal, obviously not fully opened.

If the dragon's eyes are opened, it means that the black bat's life and death bridge has been transformed into a dragon.

Yu Huan had already sacrificed the demon-suppressing sword. In front of the black dragon head as big as a mountain, her figure seemed small and weak, but her momentum was so firm and tenacious.

The sword came out like flowing water, and the sword slammed away the clouds and mist of the dead spirit, and slashed hard at the dragon's head.

However, the dragon head is transformed by the will of the dead soul. If it cannot conquer the will, the dragon head will be indestructible.

roar!

With the fourth dragon roar sounded, the mountain-like black dragon head opened the longan eyes as big as a wheel. The longan eyes were as dark as ink, and the angry divine light burned in the pupils.

Just as the longan was completely opened, the Baizhang Bridge body completely became a dragon body.

After the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge completely turned into a necrotic black dragon, it took a deep breath, and the resentment from the undead abyss under the bridge was sucked into the dragon's abdomen by it.

Although Feng Huan was brave enough to defeat the three armies, she knew that she could no longer beat the undead black dragon, but she had no way to escape now because the Black Bat Life and Death Bridge could not turn back, and she could only fight to the death if she could not turn back.

As the resentment of the undead continued to inhale, black flames could be vaguely seen from the dragon's mouth, which contained the power to burn all things.

Just as I took a deep breath and the moment the rolling black flame was about to ejaculate, I paused my feet and flew up.

Behind me, thousands of dragon-shaped sword energy began to merge wildly, and thousands of dragons entered the sea and gathered into an unparalleled torrent of sword energy.

"All rivers reach the east of the sea, when will they return to the west and be destroyed!"
Chapter completed!