Chapter 1169： Rekindled hope

A deserted place, a place full of despair.

People living here have no hope from the moment they are born.

There are monsters everywhere, and these monsters rush into life, taking the soul as their food.

In addition, there is the Soul Hall, an organization that does soul trading.

Monsters hunt and kill lives, just to meet their own needs, they will not kill too many lives, but the Soul Palace is different, as soon as the Soul Palace takes action, a village will be destroyed.

Countless people died in the hands of the soul hall and became a trade item of the soul hall.

The lives of the Abandoned Lands are completely ignored by the longevity world, and no one has sympathy for the Abandoned Lands.

If the aborigines here want to get rid of their tragic fate, they can only practice hard until they enter the realm of immortals before they are qualified to enter the gate of immortality.

For thousands of years, some people in the abandoned land have become immortal powerhouses and have entered the world of longevity.

It is a pity that this is only a rare existence, and cannot replace the majority of the people in Abandoned Land.

The people of Abandoned Land had already given up hope, but something happened not long ago.

That is, the soul hall was destroyed by a strong man. Without the soul hall, the soul transaction is stranded. People only need to face the monsters that feed alone, and no longer need to face the huge organization of the soul hall.

But the good times didn't last long, the longevity world had a steady demand for the soul, and the reconstruction of the soul hall was also inevitable.

The new hall master of the soul hall is more cruel than the previous hall masters, and has more desire for the soul.

Although there is only one person, the Lord of Turbid Breath controls a large number of monsters. These monsters attack the village like an army and destroy one village after another.

The people in Abandoned Land have no expectations for the future, especially the village near the main altar of the Soul Palace, it is dead still.

The same is true today. Although I don't know what happened to the main altar of the Soul Palace, the surrounding atmosphere makes people give up the hope of life.

"It's so uncomfortable! I can't breathe!"

"Those demons are finally about to harvest our lives."

"It's better to just die like this instead of living in fear."

The villagers fell one by one, everyone with a smile on their faces, it felt better to die than to be alive.

Just as everyone was closing their eyes to die, one person came to the village, not someone else, it was Chihiro.

"Don't give up! Someone has already come to save you! Don't give up hope!"

Qianxun shouted, she used her fairy power to disperse the lingering breath in the village.

The several villages close to the main altar of the Soul Palace were all infested by this breath, which was suffocating and devoured the lives of the villagers.

Chihiro dispelled the qi and revived the villagers.

The villagers ignited hope again, they stood up and looked at Chihiro.

It's like the Virgin Mary, which makes the villagers worship.

Chihiro did not delay, this was just a village, she rushed to another village non-stop.

Lingxuan is doing the same thing.

Although I don't know how many villages I can save, it is good to be able to save more people.

After getting to know Zhou Ran, Ling Xuan was also faintly affected by Zhou Ran.

"The soul hall is no longer good! The major forces in the longevity world have planned to uproot the soul hall! As long as the soul hall is destroyed, no one will endlessly hunt for the soul!"

Lingxuan's words are more encouraging than Qianxun's.

The villagers who heard these words were all excited.

The feeling of despair ignited once again.

Lingxuan didn't stay in one village for a long time. He kept going to every village. As long as he was infested by the breath of the Lord of Turbid Breath, he would come to disperse him.

On the other hand, the battle between the Lord of Turbid Breath and Zhou Ran is also in full swing.

"The ants' anger has changed? They are no longer lambs to be slaughtered?"

In the eyes of the Lord of Turbid Breath, these people living in the deserted land cannot be called humans at all, but ants and lambs.

After exerting his full strength, his breath can affect the land within a radius of several miles.

Anyone who lacks concentration will be dying because of this breath.

The Lord of Turbid Breath did not expect that Zhou Ran's companions gave up the opportunity to besiege themselves together and instead helped ordinary people.

Zhou Ran faced the Lord of Turbid Breath and said: "They are not ants, they are all human beings. In contrast, you were made, and they are much noble than you!"

The unceremonious words made the lord of turbid breath angry.

"Zhou Ran, you let your companions help these people, undoubtedly reducing your combat power! Soon you will regret your decision, because you will die in my hands!"

The Lord of Turbid Breath sneered.

Zhou Ran shook his head and said, "The reason why my companions follow what I mean is because they know very well in their hearts that I can defeat you without their help."

"Nonsense!"

Around the body of the Lord of Turbid Breath, there were dense black **** of light.

These black light **** are all muddy essences Not only are they infinitely powerful, they can also infect the human body.

Especially the strong immortal, it is impossible to guard against.

Unexpectedly by the lord of the turbid breath, Zhou Ran, who was invaded by the turbid breath, used a special method to clear the turbid breath. Although he did not know how he did it, Zhou Ran was undoubtedly his own rival.

In this case, the Lord of Turbid Breath will naturally not have any negligence.

The black ball of light suddenly changed, and it no longer looked like a ball of light, but became an existence like a spider web.

A black silk thread surrounded the space around Zhou Ran.

"Zhou Ran, you can't escape with these black threads. This is your burial place."

The Lord of Turbid Breath triumphed, and his body no longer looked like a human.

The body slowly expanded, and it had become a black monster, but this monster was different from the monsters in Abandoned Land, it was a monster with self-consciousness.

Not only that, this form of the Lord of Turbid Breath is only the ultimate form of Turbid Breath Evolution.

Facing the monster-like Lord of Turbid Breath, he was trapped in the spider web array and couldn't escape. Zhou Ran calmly held the Jade Blood Sword tightly in his hand.

This battle is the last battle between myself and the Lord of Turbid Breath. Either you die or I die.

"Zhou Ran, go to hell!"

The Lord of Muddy Breath yelled, and rushed towards Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran naturally wouldn't sit and wait for death, the jade blood sword danced continuously, forming a sword shadow, each sword shadow has the power to destroy the sky and the earth, enough to resist the attack of the Lord of Turbid Breath.

The two struggled together, surrounded by spider webs, there was very little room for movement. The battle between the two immortal powerhouses did not have any spells, but was carried out in the form of melee.