The connecting bridge reflects the sky and all the heavens.

After the heart-breaking "Calling Souls" sound, countless souls of the dead drifted involuntarily towards the bridge. Even monks at the powerful level could not pull the souls back. They could only watch the souls of their loved ones drift towards the mysterious and mysterious place.

The strange connecting bridge.

Although they saw the word "Jie Yin", they probably guessed that the mysterious bridge across Tianyu was the Bridge of Jie Yin. However, they did not know where the Bridge of Jie Yin led to, and whether the souls of their relatives were dead.

Can come back...

"I do not want to go!"

In front of the bridge, there was a powerful dead soul shouting, struggling crazily to get down. However, it was wrapped in an invisible force and could not break free at all...

The last little bit drifted up to the connecting bridge.

And in front of the bridge.

At this moment, many powerful monks gathered. They held on to the dead souls of their loved ones, but in the end they couldn't hold them back. When the soul summoning sounded, they felt that they were no longer pulling on the dead souls of their loved ones, but on a mysterious and powerful whole.

The world, they simply can’t move it...

"Ancestor!"

"Master!"

Countless monks were shouting.

Unfortunately, they could only watch helplessly as the souls of their loved ones drifted onto the bridge.

No matter you were a god, a fairy, or a demon, before the bridge, you were just a dead soul with no power to resist.

No matter how powerful the soul is, it is as small as dust when facing the bridge.

"What kind of bridge is this bridge to welcome the souls of the dead?"

A monk said angrily.

"Perhaps, the Bridge of Reception is the final resting place for the souls of the dead." However, a monk said calmly and did not resist the Bridge of Reception too much.

In the dark, he felt that it was not necessarily a bad thing for the souls of the dead to board the bridge.

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"

There was a powerful monk who unleashed a fatal blow and struck towards the Jie Yin Bridge. However, the Jie Yin Bridge did not move at all, as if it was not in the same time and space as them.

This made them very puzzled. They could clearly attract the souls of the dead and they were right in front of them. Why did they feel they were not in the same time and space?

In all the worlds.

There are countless monks who want to cut off the connecting bridge, but the connecting bridge still reflects the sky, and no one can shake it in the slightest.

This made the monks more and more curious and wanted to know where the bridge of connection leads.

As a result, some monks' souls left their bodies and took the initiative to float towards the Jingyin Bridge. However, once they boarded the Jingyin Bridge, they could not come back at all. No matter how the monks in front of the Jingyin Bridge shouted, the dead souls on the bridge were all ignorant.

It seems that I didn't hear it at all...

"Brother Chen?"

"Brother Chen?"

Many monks were shouting, but Brother Chen, whose soul had left his body, completely became a dead soul after boarding the bridge.

He stood blankly on the bridge with a dazed look on his face.

"this?"

"How did you come back?"

"Didn't you say that this bridge only attracts the souls of the dead? Why did Brother Chen's soul completely turn into a dead soul after it boarded the bridge?"

At this moment, many monks were shocked and frightened by the bridge again.

"Rescue Brother Chen quickly."

A monk said anxiously.

"Please ask the elders to use the Immortal Rope to bring Brother Chen's soul back." A monk asked an old man. Maybe now only the Immortal Rope can be used to bring Brother Chen back from the Bridge.

The old man stared at the bridge, frowned slightly, and then his eyes fell on Brother Chen's soul. He vaguely felt that Brother Chen's soul seemed to be a little different, as if he had completely lost his will.

Like a dead soul.

"bundle!"

At this moment, the old man suddenly drank, and a golden fairy rope flew out from behind, and suddenly flew towards Brother Chen on the Jieyin Bridge. However, when the fairy rope was boarding the Jieyin Bridge, it was blocked by a layer of

Invisible forces blocked it.

The immortal rope cannot fly up to the bridge.

"break!"

The old man shouted loudly, and the rope that bound the immortal suddenly burst out with brilliant golden light, causing the monks around him to take a few steps back, with a look of horror on their faces.

But the Immortal Binding Rope still cannot break the invisible shackles.

"This, this, even the Immortal Binding Rope can't board the Jie Yin Bridge?" Many monks said in shock. They didn't expect the Jie Yin Bridge to be so terrifying. After all, the Immortal Binding Rope is one of the top ten immortal weapons.

"Brother Chen, isn't it..."

One of the monks turned pale and said.

"Oh, Brother Chen is impulsive." Some monks could only shake their heads and look at Brother Chen on the bridge, really not knowing what to say.

On the connecting bridge, Brother Chen walked forward in confusion.

At this moment, the once powerful monk Brother Chen, like an ordinary dead soul, walked deep into the depths with many dead souls, and gradually disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"Does this bridge really lead to the soul's final destination?"

A monk asked in confusion.

He only saw the terrifying, irreversible, and indestructible nature of the bridge...

But everyone secretly felt that the Bridge of Reception was the bridge leading to the final destination of the soul.

It is the final resting place of the soul.

The more powerful the souls of the dead are, the more they dare not walk onto the bridge, as if there is some kind of terrifying presence on the bridge.

but.

No one in the world can escape the temptation.

As long as the bridge appears and the call for souls sounds, it is the day when the souls of the dead leave.

No one can reverse it.

No soul can escape.

now.

The bridge is still reflected in the sky.

Feng Qingyan still didn't know that the Jie Yin Bridge reflected the sky and attracted many souls of the dead. Now he only saw that the twelve wisps of gray mist in the Reincarnation Death City finally floated onto the Jie Yin Bridge.

This relieved him.

In the past two or three years, he has done so much, all just to attract the twelve wisps of gray mist. Now the twelve wisps of gray mist have finally boarded the bridge and are about to be led to his world, allowing him to completely relax.

Take a breath.

However, he saw that the gray mist was floating very slowly, and it seemed that it would never reach his own world, which made him frown suddenly. According to the speed at which the gray mist floated, not to mention a few years, even thousands

In tens of thousands of years, it would be impossible to float over here.

and.

He also felt that Gray Mist was lost.

this……

He was a little stunned.

This is just a bridge. It only goes in one direction. How can we get lost?

He saw the gray fog floating back and forth on the Jingyin Bridge, as if spinning, sometimes floating to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes moving forward, sometimes retreating...

They seem really lost.

now.

Feng Qingyan didn't want to speak at all.

Not only did he not want to talk, he also didn't want to look, lest he get angry.

After a while.

He looked again and found that the gray mist had indeed lost its way and had not drifted towards the other end of the bridge at all.

call--

He took a deep breath.
To be continued...