Li Ping'an cursed loudly: "I took away the power of heaven in the Yuantu Sword and it dropped by 80%! How can they cause trouble! How can they control the human ministers! What on earth is going on!"

Li Dazhi pondered for a few times, thinking about what he had seen and heard before, and hesitated to speak.

Now is not the time to talk about this, we can wait until the front line is over to settle the matter.

Li Dazhi said: "Ping An, please calm down and don't affect the performance of fellow Taoist Houtu."

Li Ping'an pursed his lips, took a breath, and whispered: "Feng Jigui, go and break the news. If the human ministers don't give me a reasonable explanation later, don't blame me for turning against you!"

Yaochi asked: "Why the human ministers?"

"I don't know either," Li Ping'an sighed, "but I always feel that there is something fishy about this matter."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Tu's figure slowly flew out of the city wall.

The shadow of the ancestral witch slowly appeared behind her, and a shallow holy light filled her body. She sang an ancient song. From the first syllable, a gentle breeze began to blow from all directions.

In a few moments, countless light spots appeared between the sky and the earth.

Hou Tu was obviously stunned for a moment, and his voice also paused a bit.

She continued to sing.

Countless light green light spots emerged from the riddled earth and the gloomy and dark sky, slowly converging towards her.

Visible to everyone.

Every point of light turned into a faint figure, whether it was a person, a tribe, or a Shura.

In a short period of time, there were hundreds of thousands of them just here.

Most of them just looked at Hou Tu blankly and instinctively wanted to get closer; a few of them showed obvious thinking ability and kept saluting to Hou Tu.

Hou Tu turned to look at Li Pingan, with a bit of pleading in his eyes.

Li Ping'an sighed: "I know that friends are kind-hearted. If they don't put too much burden on themselves, I can help them... This can also help fellow Taoists understand this Tao."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Hou Tu whispered, her delicate hands quickly formed seals, and treasure wheels appeared behind her.

A touch of milky white light rippled.

"The remaining soul is with me."

"Your guilt will be paid with death."

"Your past should be forgotten."

"Follow me to the sea of ​​blood to find hope."

Li Ping'an and Li Dazhi looked at each other, and the father and son understood something at the same time.

Hou Tu is exploring the road of reincarnation.

But Li Ping'an looked carefully and saw that there was no figure of Feng Hou here.

Li Dazhi muttered a few words to Feng Zhanxiang and Feng Jigui. The two Feng family members were stunned for a moment, but then they did not dare to delay any longer. They turned around and ordered more Feng family members to gather at the city wall.

He quickly took out his white clothes and put them on.

Feng's family quickly began to mourn, wearing sackcloth and mourning, and kept calling for Queen Feng.

Li Dazhi felt a little regretful that he could not find Feng Hou's eldest son. Otherwise, making paper flags, burning paper horses, and throwing broken jars would have been better.

The remaining souls gathered around Houtu have gradually stabilized.

There is still no sign of Feng Hou here.

Hou Tu seemed to be comprehending something, so he closed his eyes and felt it quietly.

The soul-nurturing treasures brought by Yaochi did work;

Dozens of Yaochi fairies dragged them back and forth, and they flashed brightly, absorbing some remaining souls that could not maintain their own existence.

Li Ping'an felt a little worried.

He sighed... Is it really not possible? Even if there are some residual souls left after the self-destruction of the soul, I am afraid it will be very weak...

drop--

A loud, familiar sound filled Li Ping'an's ears.

He turned around and saw that his whole body was instantly swallowed up by black lines, and the corners of his mouth were twitching crazily.

I saw my father taking out a suona that exuded precious light, tried the sound a few times, and then began to play a loud and high-pitched tune.

No, when did my father learn this trick?

Li Ping'an was just about to complain, but then he discovered that the suona was surrounded by traces of strange Taoist rhyme, which seemed to be able to penetrate the universe and reach the other side of the sky and the underworld.

Li Dazhi blew for a while, and more light spots appeared in the distance.

Li Ping'an had some feelings in his heart, jumped on the female wall, and shouted:

"Queen of the Wind! The soul has returned!"

Seeing this, everyone on the city wall almost shouted in unison:

"Queen of the Wind! The soul has returned!"

All the wounded soldiers in the city heard the cry and shouted in unison:

"Queen of the Wind! The soul has returned!"

The remnant souls gathered around Hou Tu also began to call out the name of Feng Hou at this moment, and such calls could be heard from far and near in the distance.

Li Ping'an sent a message to Feng Jiegui, and several rays of fairy light quickly passed through the southern part of Xizhou;

All living beings began to call out the name of the Wind Queen.

The battle situation on the northern front has been decided, and only a few old demons who have no time to escape are being quickly wiped out by the human race's immortal soldiers.

The south wind brings the calls of all living beings.

Huangdi Xuanyuan, who was standing on the corpse of the giant beast and about to rush to the next battle with his sword, suddenly turned around, as if he had seen something, and his chapped lips trembled slightly:

"Wind... did you hear the wind? Are you here? Everyone is calling you to go back..."

An extremely weak light appeared behind Xuanyuan Huangdi and turned into the figure of a young man.

The young man did not wear a wreath, but smiled and shook his head at Emperor Xuanyuan.

His figure would be blown away by a wisp of breeze at any time, and Xuanyuan Huangdi did not dare to breathe hard.

Xuanyuan Huangdi said in a trembling voice: "Can't you speak..."

"Ji... An... Xizhou is settled... Ping'an is very good..."

Xuanyuan Huangdi asked anxiously: "Why are you!"

"The wish...is over...the remaining soul...is not enough...the secret place..."

"With Ping An, he will definitely be able to help you. Feng, I only have you as my friend. Feng, you..."

Xuanyuan Huangdi's lips kept trembling.

He understood why the wind was unwilling to answer the distant call.

They are too tired. From ancient times to the present, they have almost lost any self.

This is home.

"Feng you..."

Xuanyuan Huangdi waved his hands feebly, his body shaky.

The young Feng Empress smiled with relief and bowed slightly to Emperor Xuanyuan, her faint figure completely fading away.

suddenly!

"Heaven can tell you!"

Li Ping'an's voice suddenly appeared high in the sky and spread far and wide from all over Xizhou.

"The human race god Xiang Fenghou worked hard for the prosperity of the human race, and his achievements were in vain!

"In the name of the Quasi-Celestial Emperor, I, Li Ping'an, have specially appointed Fenghou as the Prime Minister of the Heavenly Court, canonized the Eastern King, assist the Heavenly Emperor, establish order, and protect the common people!

"Heaven's way is quick to express my gratitude! God's way is quick to express my gratitude!"

Boom!

There was a muffled thunder in the sky.

A beam of colorful rays of light broke through the clouds and struck in front of Emperor Xuanyuan, immobilizing the last remaining soul of the young man.

Subsequently, a stream of merit power was injected into the young man's body, and his figure began to fill up rapidly.

The young man was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty..."

"Well, go ahead."

Xuanyuan Huangdi let out a breath and laughed and cursed:
To be continued...