Boom!

As Zhou Changqing, the God of Death, issued this order, in his mind, the number representing the harvest of souls in the Book of Words and Spirits of Hanuman, the God of Death, dropped rapidly.

550…………

530…………

500…………

466…………

All of a sudden, the number of harvested souls dropped to 466.

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Shadow of the God of Death·Book of Words and Spirits]

Soul Harvest:466/1000】

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Boom!

At the same time, this power of soul transformation turned into a mysterious and unpredictable power, released from the body of the Death God, and then landed suddenly on Zhou Wenjian's corpse.
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Buzz!

In an instant, the space around Zhou Wenjian's corpse trembled, and then an unusually vast force of death erupted.

This is "The Art of Resurrection!

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Attributes: Harvesting souls: This is the authority of the God of Death. For Hanuman, the God of Death, only if the angels continue to harvest souls, then she will give the angels a steady stream of power. The God of Death can harvest souls and resurrect souls.

, However, this requires consuming part of the original power of the divine envoy, and the resurrection technique cannot resurrect the divine envoy itself. The soul that the God of Death needs is not the soul of an ordinary person. Once it comes into contact with the soul that the God of Death needs, the Divine Envoy will react.

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At the same time, at this time, Zhou Changqing also knew what the price of resurrecting the soul was!

The price of resurrecting the soul is to consume more soul source.

Resurrecting one person's soul requires consuming the soul source of a hundred people.

This is the price of using this "Art of Resurrection!"

In other words, with the number of souls Zhou Changqing has now, he can only resurrect four people at most!

"It seems that I will continue to harvest souls!"

For a moment, Zhou Changqing could not help but feel a sigh.

Come on, even if his current cultivation level has reached the third level, in order to have this power to reverse life and death, he still has to continue to play the role of the God of Death, to capture the soul and harvest the soul power.

Ah!

However, Zhou Changqing is willing to do this death job of harvesting souls!

For no other reason than to gain the power to reverse life and death!

Back to life!

Looking at all the worlds, that is a magical skill worthy of the name!

When Zhou Changqing displays such a magical skill, he does not need to lose his life, and secondly, he does not need to pay other heavy prices. He only needs to pay the soul source of harvesting souls!

It's that simple!

I would like to ask, how could Zhou Changqing give up this "Resurrection Art" with such a low cost?

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At the same time.

On Zhou Wenjian's corpse, in the void, a death scythe filled with endless wronged souls suddenly slashed hard at the corpse. Immediately afterwards, a black aura containing strong evil aura seemed to be driven by some terrible force.

I was forced out.

Katcha!

With a crisp sound, the black breath suddenly shattered, and then, a strange sound of death suddenly appeared in this space.

Wow!

At the same time, a piece of green death light containing endless vitality crossed the void and descended on Zhou Wenjian's corpse.

Visible to the naked eye, Zhou Wenjian's pale face and the stiff skin of the corpse slowly regained its ruddy luster and elasticity under this radiance containing vitality...
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Just like this, under the radiance of this green Death, and amid this strange sound of Death, Zhou Wenjian, who was suspended in mid-air, suddenly slowly opened his eyes...

However, it seemed that he had woken up because of it, so Zhou Wenjian's face looked a little dazed. He shook his body uneasily, and then sat up with an embarrassed look on his face.

However.

As Zhou Wenjian slowly sat up, three burning sun fires appeared on top of his head and on both shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, the group of souls suspended outside Zhou Wenjian's body also turned into ten invisible shadows, and disappeared into his Tianling Cap in turn.

Finally, Zhou Wenjian's damaged heart quietly recovered and is now beating healthily.

The complexion is rosy and the aura is restored.

The three fires gather together, and the destiny returns.

On the side, the eyeless god of death who was shocked by Zhou Changqing's words about the world of cultivation, looked at Zhou Wenjian, who had the three fires returned to his position, and his fate returned, and saw that the other person was really resurrected in front of his eyes, he felt an inexplicable feeling.

A look suddenly appeared in his mind.

Can the dead be resurrected?

Can the dead be resurrected?

Even Feng Laosi on the side opened his eyes wide with disbelief after seeing Zhou Changqing completely resurrecting Zhou Wenjian.

Resurrection!

This kind of mysterious and mysterious power cannot be mastered by all practitioners.

Although it is said that Maoshan's magic also includes such spells as "Seven Lamps Soul Resurrection Technique" and "Three Talents Soul Resurrection Technique", but this type of soul summoning and soul summoning technique is not resurrection in the traditional sense!

If a mortal falls into a state of suspended animation due to the soul leaving the body, then it is indeed possible to resurrect the mortal through the "Seven Lantern Soul Resurrection Technique".

But!

Zhou Wenjian is the real death!

Even Zhou Wenjian’s soul entered the underworld!

It can be said that this Zhou Wenjian is truly dead. Even with all the Maoshan spells that Feng Laosi knows, it is impossible to resurrect Zhou Wenjian!

But!

Today, right in front of Feng Laosi’s eyes, Zhou Wenjian, who had been completely dead and cold, was resurrected intact!

"Could it be that the monks in the third realm can really master this terrifying and powerful "Resurrection Technique?"

Suddenly, a burst of unbelievable thoughts appeared in Feng Laosi's mind!

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After Zhou Wenjian was stunned for a long time, he seemed to react and raised his head. He glanced at the surrounding environment and then at the Death God Standing in front of him]...

Somehow, he seemed to understand everything.

"Zhou Wenjian, tell me, who killed you?"

The next second, Zhou Changqing's incarnation of the Death God opened his mouth and asked Zhou Wenjian.

"Master, you really saved me!"

Hearing this, Zhou Wenjian's face lit up, but after listening to Zhou Changqing's questions, he was stunned and said with embarrassment: "Master, I don't know who killed me, but, I

, I just saw a ferocious-looking ghost and a figure wearing a black robe, and then, I didn’t know anything else..."

Obviously, the enemy who killed Zhou Wenjian must have planned it, otherwise, Zhou Wenjian would not have died so strangely!

"Wrong!"

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Wenjian seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly raised his head and said to Zhou Changqing seriously: "Master, I, I seem to see a white crystal ball on the man in black robe.

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At the same time.
To be continued...