Chapter 488： Wraith

The Soul Memorial, this is originally a technique related to the soul, although this power can already be regarded as the ranks of immortality, but this technique is too strange, if it is immortal, then it is better to be a ghost Surgery.

At the moment, in the field of Song Ning, combined with the power of grievances, the monk immediately died due to the explosion of these two different forces. This is just in the blink of an eye. , This is not an individual, but one after another.

The monks on the ground began to die one after another. This is the effect of the refining of the domain and the innocent soul memorial.

Other people with this kind of view are even more shocked. Those who are slightly lower are now in a state of panic. If they were before, they might not be too scared. After all, this is the battle between Song Ning and Wuwei It ’s different now. The battle between Song Ning and Wu Wei has already affected them before the start. Within the scope of Song Ning ’s refining domain, in the memorial ceremony of these unjust souls, these people were even directly tortured by the power of the soul. In fact, this phenomenon is too strange.

"The two men are fighting. I am afraid that this battle will cause countless deaths and injuries. Those monks who are lower in skill can't resist even the two techniques they are currently exhibiting. If they really fight, they will be afraid. It is sure to die more. "

"We still don't want to intervene in this matter. They beat them. We just watched them. As for the monks who died, they could only blame them for being too low, and even if they died, It has nothing to do with us, it's all between Song Ning and Wuwei. If someone blames it then, we don't have to take any responsibility. "

These false immortals all began to shirk their responsibilities, and at this moment their position of watching the war began to recede. It seemed that they were afraid that their attacks would affect them.

In their view, it was not Wen Dao and Xu Xian who were fighting at the moment, but two quasi-Dao sens!

Song Ning looked at the screaming monks below, and there was a trace of intolerance in his eyes. Now he hasn't waited for it to start. Some monks have died because of them. This kind of thing was not expected by Song Ning before. Narrowing the scope of this refining domain will not stop the death of those monks. If they want to prevent them from being affected, they can only ...

bass.

Suddenly, the monks below called Liantian felt that their bodies had recovered their strength. They were still stepping on a ghost gate just now, but now they are a lot easier, and there is no point of death.

At this moment, everyone looked at Song Ning in confusion, but although they were full of puzzlement in their eyes, they were very grateful because Song Ning withdrew his entire refining domain. Now Song Ning has not exhibited any magic skills. , Just standing in that void, carrying his hands, looking at Wuwei coldly.

Wuwei smiled evilly: "Oh? It's kind of interesting, watching those people die, you can't bear it anymore? But those people are all killed by you."

During the speech, Song Ning saw that the souls of the monks who had just exploded and died were directly absorbed by this inaction, and these souls were turned into injustices. At this moment, there is no more wisdom, surrounding the inaction, the strength of inaction is hidden between them. Increased.

So far, Song Ning has also understood that this ineffective cultivation practice, as well as the wronged souls around him, are all from the people he killed. Unless he was killed by his own hands, he would absolutely not be able to control the soul, let alone It was exhibited at the time of the innocent soul memorial service.

The so-called grievances of grievances, each soul was grievously dead in life, so it is called grievances. At this moment, the appearance of these grievances burst into a very powerful grievance, and this grievance is also a kind of power. In front of Song Ning, it was very powerful. Song Ning felt that if this complaint directly attacked him, he might have some difficulties to deal with.

"How many people have you killed." Song Ning's eyelids shuddered.

Wuwei laughed: "How many people were killed? Your question really asked me."

The inaction gave everyone a chill, a monk, even he himself did not know how many people he had killed? However, there are so many injustices around him at this moment. He is killing countless people, and he can't count them at all!

"I said I wanted your life before, but I just talked about it myself, but now, when I saw you killed so many people and turned into grievances, you today ... must die!"

"Haha, haha, I must die? Interesting, interesting!" Wuwei laughed wildly,

"Complain!" Wuwei suddenly shouted.

Just after Wuwei shouted, Song Ning suddenly glowed green around him. This green light wrapped Song Ning, and a ghost ghost fire flashed around him. Each group of ghost fire represented the people killed by Song Ning before his death At first glance, there are countless ghost fires around Song Ning!

Wu Wei saw laughed: "You Song Ning is also full of blood on your hands? Every kind you killed in those days will come to your door today. Everyone you killed will appear next to you today. Each group of ghost fires represents a sapient life. You killed not less than me? "

The monks were dumbfounded. If it is said that inaction is killing countless people, wouldn't this Song Ning generally exist as a demon **** and become a mad killer?

Song Ning looked up at the surroundings, at the moment he seemed to be in a raging fire.

At this moment, Song Ning felt that his heart was trembling, and he had also killed countless people. At that time, in Luoyu Kingdom, in the Imperial City, hundreds of thousands of lives were in Song Ning ’s hands. Song Ning still remembered his feelings at that time, but at this moment, he Reaching out his hands, he found that his hands were not contaminated with blood.

In the imperial city, 300,000 monks died in Song Ning's hands, and there were many monsters, as well as the monk who had stolen Song Ning's storage ring in Roland City, and ... and Stone Village. Village chief!

Song Ning smiled, with a trace of bleakness in his smile. He knew how many people he had killed in those years. If these people added up, he would never be under this inaction.

Just now Song Ning said that inaction must die, everyone still thinks that Song Ning is standing on the side of justice, but now, when they see these ghost fires around Song Ning, they finally understand.

As soon as they succeeded, they were all very strong people who walked all the way, stepping on the corpses. No one would believe that if they killed less.

Song Ning looked at the ghost fires around him and was very indifferent. He didn't seem to be afraid, nor heard any roaring cursing sounds. These ghost fires wandered quietly around Song Ning and surrounded Song Ning Tuan ...