Immortal Voices Chapter 882: Calling

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Rong Xian's unceremonious words pierced the things that the leaders of the forces had been trying to hide, and they were also afraid of them.

Although they have boarded the road, although the road is lonely, it does not mean that they are alive alone, without anyone familiar with them.

Even the ruthless Taoist monks in the legend care about them, let alone them.

Lovers, loved ones, or the passing of time cannot touch them, so what about the master or disciple who has been with him for a long time?

In the monk world, the relationship between master and disciple is more intimate than blood relationship.

As long as they are not detached, there will be a day of death.

Once he died, he fell into the hands of Pluto.

In a nutshell, they have nothing to threaten Pluto, but Pluto is well aware of their weaknesses.

For a moment, there was a dead silence in the whole world.

After a long time, Star Pavilion Master Jiuyao took a step forward and said lightly: "People die like a lamp, and everything rests after death. No matter what your name is behind you, it is just a big dream after death. No one Know its direction."

A faint smile appeared on Zhou Tianzi’s face and said: "The pavilion owner is right. I am not afraid of death. I have to live to understand the value of life. Whatever happens after death."

Everyone here is the leader of the major forces in the Middle Thousand Realms, and the level of cultivation is high. They really don't care if they fall into the hands of the Pluto after death.

Since you have offended Pluto, then try to live better while you are alive, work hard to cultivate and live longer, and strive not to fall into Pluto's hands.

Even if they end up in the hands of Pluto, they must have a way to deal with it.

It can be said that it is very hard to fight with Rong Xian.

Rong Xian's innocence said: "I admire the strongest with a bottom line and principles, and a strong person in my heart."

She smiled slightly, slapped her palms and smiled and said, "Since you don’t care about what happens after death, you must have a good plan. I’m very interested in this, so let’s try and see your subjects. How far can it be?"

Her dark eyes became more and more black and white at this time, full of cold innocence, and her eyes fell on the monk below, wondering whether it was pity or sorrow.

"They are fighting for justice."

"They are not afraid of death, they are not confused, and they are not afraid of failure."

"They shoulder your glory."

"Don't be confused, don't be greedy."

Rong Xian paused, her eyes deep and indifferent: "This is the yoke you put on them."

"Try now, can they break it." Rong Xian seemed to have thought of something funny, with a slight curiosity in his heart.

She raised her hand, her voice suddenly became extremely gentle: "Look around you."

Countless monks around the six-pointed star array looked around subconsciously, and then their eyes widened, their hearts seemed to be greatly shocked, and the weapons in their hands could not be held securely.

I saw that every monk was surrounded by a circle of black mist, and the blackness seemed to surround them all.

After the black mist dissipated, a series of familiar figures appeared in front of them.

The appearance is the same as before, but the smile on his face is extremely satisfying.

"This is... Master? Is the Master you? Haven't you been dead a hundred years ago?"

"Daughter, my daughter, it's really you, it's really you. Mother didn't expect to see you on this day."

"Brother, I finally saw you, isn't this a dream?"

"Sister, I miss you so much."

One by one, people who have been dead for a long time come to the closest people by the traction of cause and effect.

Seeing that the excitement of the monks is hard to calm down, and their hearts are shaken.

Wei Huang's expression was awe-inspiring, and the powerful momentum rushed through everyone. Her tone was as cold as an iceberg cold spring, which made people awaken with an agitated spirit.

"The dead have been controlled by Pluto. She has a spirit banner, and the dead souls are her minions. You should be sober, don't be confused."

Rong Xian glanced at her and lowered her voice with a sneer. The smile on her face was as gentle as a willow in the spring breeze, and her words were bewitched like magic: "They have suffered so much in their lives, and they left after death." /

"Living persistence is deep into the bone, and grievances will remain after death."

"Who are they thinking about? Who is the obsession?"

Rong Xian smiled lightly, tilted her head, her eyes calm and gentle, her finger lightly touched her lips: "Hush! Listen, who are they calling by name, the one they most want to see even if they die Who is this person?"

"Have you heard? The dead are missing you, calling you, and looking forward to reuniting with you."

Following her voice, the eyes of the ghost shadows floating around the monks burst into fiery light, and their figures seemed to be supported by power in an instant and became solid.

They are more energetic than living people, and happier than before they were alive. The kind of spirit is a scene that people who are still alive have never seen before and have longed for in the depths of their hearts.

At this time, a ray of yin air brought those low and unspeakable voices into their ears.

"Mother, I miss you so much. I didn't expect my whole person to be relaxed after death, and no one said I was useless but just got a good baby."

"Big brother, you and I have lived by each other for many years. What I regret most is that the one-year-old spirit stone bought you a birthday gift, but died on your birthday. Looking at my eldest brother, I feel really sad. It's uncomfortable."

"Daddy, I'm fine here. No one bullies me. Everyone sees that I love me very much when I am young. I have an unprecedented happiness. I'm sorry, Daddy, I used to worry about you."

"Master, the disciple still wields the sword every day. I have developed the sword intent, and I will never shame Master again. Master, don’t be sad, the disciple’s heart was in the body, and he was utterly absent from the teacher. In front of the respected master, the heart pained deeply. After the disciple died, he no longer had to worry about the problem of enchantment, and he became proficient in the swordsmanship taught by the respected master."

"Husband, I am fine now, that is, I have been thinking about you with my child. Now seeing my husband's heroic appearance and great momentum, I am very happy in my heart."

The dead souls who have been dead for a long time talked about their joy with peace and joy, and shared their lives after death, which made many monks burst into tears.

It's not that they can't reach home, but that everyone has a forbidden zone that they can't touch.

Whether it is #梧桐半死清霜,头白鸳鸯失伴飞# or #良马足因无主踠，旧交心为绝弦痛#, etc., they all show the infinite regret and the hearts of the living people. Hurt.

Now that people who are deep in their hearts are still appearing in front of them, their emotions that are known as #七情不动，六欲不生# also collapsed.

Don't talk about how cold the monks should be, how superb mood they are, as long as they are human, they can be caught.

Countless monks saw their deceased relatives, and they embraced each other excitedly, unwilling to separate.

They attributed this moment to the grace bestowed by the heavens, and it was only for a while that they had begun to hope forever forever.

Rong Xian's gaze crossed the faces of many monks. Her expression was high, her tone was gentle and bewitching, and she was kind and tempting: "Don't you miss them? Don't you want to be with them forever?"

"In the Yin Dynasty, the boundary between life and death was broken."

"Life is the beginning, death is not the end."

"Here, regrets will eventually be wiped out."

"You will have the future and be fulfilled."

Her words were very tempting. A low-level monk who had been oppressed was the first to stand up. He looked at his wife and children standing behind with tears, but his mouth opened wide.

"Wait for me, we will be reunited as a family." He said softly.

At the moment his voice fell, the faces of the leaders of many forces suddenly changed.

"Not good!" Jiu Yao said immediately.

Unfortunately, it was already too late, and the monk directly killed himself in front of the battle.

His death is highly anticipated, and he, who has been unknown at this time, has rarely become the focus of the entire world.

After the monk died, wisps of yin entangled his body.

When the Yin Qi melted into his body, his soul suddenly emerged, and his sluggish expression regained his agility under the enrichment of Yin Qi.

He turned his head to look at his wife and children for the first time, and hugged them together. The smile on his face was joyful and satisfying.

Everyone has a herd mentality. With the first one, there will be a second and a third.

Those who have persisted for thousands of years are more likely to be tempted. They gave up their lives for the reunion in front of them and survived in another form.

Zhou Tianzi and others stood on the spot with ugly faces. They looked up at the throne where the Yin Qi converged. Pluto Yajun was sitting on the throne carelessly, occasionally looking down at everything that happened below, with a calm expression. Gentle, with two points of interest, it makes people feel cold.

Around the six-pointed star formations all over the Middle Thousand Realms, countless monks are ignoring the persuasion of the people around them and giving up their lives.

The suicide stabbed Zhou Tianzi and others had pain in their eyes.

In a trance, the Alliance army crusading against Hades was reduced to **** in an instant.

The six-pointed star array exuding pure light was dyed red by splashing blood, and the wisps of yin in the void were also dyed extremely red, **** and terrifying, and suffocating.

For those monks who were awakened by the Yin Qi to reunite with their relatives, the gratifying smiles on their faces were carried out at the same time as the continuous suicide scenes.

The scene was awkward and terrifying, which made the scalp numb and frightened.

"Pluto, stop." The mage said weakly, "I will give you everything you want later."

Rong Xian lowered his eyes to look at him, as if a **** condescending and condescending to cast out a ray of light to look at all living beings.

Her eyes are extremely cold and gloomy, and the smile at the corner of her mouth is soaked with strong malice: "Aren't you very calm? You have time to slowly lay down a six-pointed star formation to imprison my subordinates and lure me to come, why bother I'll be in a hurry for a while."

"People—isn’t they dead yet?"

She stood there, every word she said gave people a tremor in the soul.

It is indeed not Rong Xian who is anxious now, but the leader of the other major forces.

Every time there is a delay, countless monks exterminate themselves.

The person they brought out did not die on the battlefield against the enemy, but died of a funny joke.

This is enough to make the lord of many powers feel sad and sad.

They have to admit that Pluto is unmatched.

Pluto is even more of a lunatic.