These broken souls can't revive them, they can't have consciousness. But it can ignite the deepest obsession in their hearts - Revenge! Why do they do nothing wrong, but they have to be abandoned in the unclean abyss, suffering from torture, and people and ghosts die?! Why do they use them so cruelly, and then kick them away?! They should have been an ordinary monk, with a happy family, wife and children, and parents. But because of a "blasphemer", their lives were destroyed, and they were sent to the endless abyss of hell? But what about the top culprits? They have high beds and soft pillows, and are in power, stepping on their numerous bones to the top of power? For what? For what? For what? They want revenge! Even if they are doomed, they will drag the animals that killed them into the abyss“ Let me go, don't bite me! "“ Don't, don't come here... I, I don't want to be a blasphemer, please let it go... Ah ---! " Yayun's face was pale, and he forced back the corpses again and again, but there were more and more corpses coming. She gritted her teeth and raised her hand to throw a talisman. The talisman burned in the air and disappeared in a flash, which did not attract anyone's attention. Lu Lan in the living corpse also began to be left and right, dangerous. She was a powerful auxiliary friar, but she was not good at fighting. Lu Lan said angrily: "you are Mu Yan. You drive the corpse to kill people. What's the difference between such behavior and evil? Here are all the innocent deacons of mule Pavilion. Like me, they have no idea about the truth of blasphemers. Can your conscience be happy to kill them? " Mu Yan looked at her sarcastically: "Yuanwu village villager he Gu, the saint wants to kill them, can you have a good conscience?" Lu Lan gritted her teeth: "I didn't drive the living corpse, nor did I practice the evil way."“ Ah... "Mu Yan sneered," it's a pity that in my eyes, people's hearts are more ugly than living corpses and demons. " LAN a Zheng, the eyes fluctuated for a while. But without waiting for her to speak, a sword light came from the sky like a meteor. Feeling the terrible spiritual power surging in the air, Mu Yan's face sank and pressed his fingers on the demon Qin slowly. Ning Xu slowly lands in front of Mu Yan, and her sight does not fall on her for a moment. The stagnant and gloomy atmosphere between them flows slowly, just like the vicissitudes of life. A few months ago, this person was still her favorite brother Ning, a friend who met by chance but was as good as ever. Now, however, the situation is already irresistible“ I admire you. " Ning Xu looked at the black fog around him, slowly closed his eyes and said in a dumb voice, "answer me a question. Jun Xiyuan, what's the relationship with you? " Mu Yan chuckled and said in a clear voice: "Jun Xiyuan is my father, Ning Yanxin is my mother. Don't you know that for a long time, Ning Xu? " Ning Xu's pupil suddenly shrinks, holding the hand of killing demon sword tightly“ I'm going to kill you. " A thick voice rang out beside Ning Xu. "I didn't expect that the little witch under Jun Xiyuan and miss Ning really survived. Twenty years later, it came to harm the land of North China. " Mu Yan's eyes turned to one side. I saw a tall and thin man standing beside Ning Xu. This man's accomplishments were far more advanced than Xuanyuan's.