Chapter 1199 Recall

Wow.

The next moment, light shone on Dujia's body, and then, the artifacts that originally belonged to him floated up one by one and stopped in the air.

So many artifacts, for a moment, it was dazzling.

"What?" Ye Fan was stunned. He was under the bonus of the Holy King's Halberd. At this moment, his perception of the entire space was completely different, and he instantly felt something was wrong.

"These artifacts are going to return to the world! The artifacts have no owner, and they will return to nature!"

In an instant, Ye Fan felt that these artifacts were about to collapse everywhere, and his face changed.

So many artifacts, scattered like this, I don't know how many troubles will be caused.

Bang.

And almost at the same time, the explosion sounded, and the artifacts one after another shattered the space, or turned into streams of light and flew to unknown places.

"Soul-calling Banner!" There was no time to stop it, and Ye Fan was also very decisive and locked the soul-calling banner.

He promised Jian Yi and Dong's father that he would get the soul-calling banner and call back their souls that would dissipate due to Dujia's death.

Wow!

With a palm extended, under the blessing of the power of faith, Ye Fan blocked the already collapsed space and grabbed the tail of the soul-calling banner that had already entered the gap in the space.

A huge pulling force came, and for a moment, Ye Fan was pulled to stagger.

"Stay here!" Ye Fan roared, and the Holy King's Halberd flashed again at this moment, and the bonus of the power of faith reached the maximum.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

The two sides were deadlocked, and the soul-calling banner was dragged out of the gap in the space by Ye Fan little by little.

"My God." On the side, Qiongqi witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and his eyes widened.

Such means can be called the real emperor-level power, and it is not a weak emperor-level.

Snap.

After a long stalemate, the soul-calling banner was finally pulled out by Ye Fan and held in his hand.

"I can really do it." Looking at the soul-calling flag still vibrating in his hand, Ye Fan exhaled.

The stalemate just now consumed him greatly, but at the same time, it also made him feel how strong he could be under the power of faith.

"Ye Fan boy, you are going to be invincible now." Qiongqi walked to Ye Fan's side, looking at the soul-calling flag that was held in Ye Fan's hand and could not escape, his eyes were still shocked.

"This is too strong."

"It's not me who is strong, it's the Quandi." Ye Fan turned the Holy King Halberd, feeling the powerful energy flowing in his body, and couldn't help sighing.

Even without the Holy King Halberd, the Quandi could still defeat them.

"With this weapon, he may really be able to reach the level of the ancient emperor." In the Haotian Tower, the voice of the Qiong suddenly sounded: "As a post-mythical human race, he is indeed powerful enough."

"It's just that the realm is still too low. If he can transcend to become an emperor and continue to walk the road behind, he may really be able to defeat the myth."

"So..." Ye Fan thought.

The fighting power of Quandi is against the sky, but he is still a king-level body. If he can pursue transcendence and enter the emperor level...

"Hey, you guy." Ye Fan suddenly reacted and scolded: "I called you during the battle, why didn't you come out."

"I said, I won't help again." Huo replied calmly: "Not only this time, but also in the future."

"Unless you choose to set me free."

"I set you free and you still help, I'm afraid you will bite me first." Ye Fan rolled his eyes, and didn't bother with Huo for much. He took the soul-calling flag and went away.

Dujia is dead, Jianyi and Dongfu's souls must have dissipated, and he must recall their souls in the shortest time.

These two people, one is a master archer, and the other is a dragon master. No matter which one is lost, it will be a huge loss to Nanchuan!

...

It rained heavily on the battlefield, washing the devastated land.

This alliance war ended with the last blow of Quandi. At this moment, there is no figure on the battlefield.

Dujia's body was still there. Perhaps it was too hateful, so no one came to help him take away the shrunken body.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

At a certain moment, the ground in front of Dujia suddenly loosened, and then a short man appeared.

It was Li Jiu who was saved by Dujia in front of the emperor.

"Lord Dujia." After drilling out of the ground, Li Jiu looked at Dujia in front of him, his eyes stagnated.

For a long time, he tentatively stretched out his hand, wanting to feel Dujia's breath of life.

"Really dead..." The sense of response made him tremble.

He thought Dujia would fail... but he didn't think that Dujia would really die like this.

From the myth to the present world, Dujia has endless means, and is more skilled in playing with people's hearts, hiding in the shadows, and can always get away with it.

In his expectation, the worst outcome is nothing more than Dujia being defeated, then sealed, or expelled, and he will definitely not die.

"How can this happen?" Li Jiu muttered to himself, turned around, and the desolate battlefield now revealed endless emptiness.

He was completely free, but just as Dujia said, without Dujia, he was the only one in the world who survived from the myth to the present.

"Where should I go?" After walking a few steps, Li Jiu was confused. After hesitating for a long time, he finally looked to the south.

...

"Jian Yi, come back."

In the jungle, Ye Fan found Jian Yi's body in the shortest time. As expected, after Dujia died, Jian Yi's soul also dissipated.

Wow.

After waving the soul-calling flag and returning to the ownerless thing, Ye Fan had successfully signed it. With just a wave, the scene suddenly became stormy.

A vague barrier gradually appeared, like an unknown world.

A portal stands in front of the world. Through the portal, you can see countless ghosts. They each have their own appearance, like gray people.

"Is this... the realm of death?" Ye Fan opened the Emperor Qingming's eyes and looked at this inexplicable barrier. For a moment, his heart was shaken.

He had heard about the realm of death many times, but this time, he saw it with his own eyes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The Soul-Calling Flag waved again, and the Gate of Death began to vibrate, as if being pulled by an invisible suction force.

But after shaking for a long time, the door did not open, and Ye Fan gradually became anxious.

"It seems that the soul-calling flag can only recall the original soul of this body." In the Haotian Tower, Taiyi made a voice: "I have seen the description of this artifact in the Forbidden Martial Tower."

"You can only recall your original soul!" Hearing this, Ye Fan's face froze, and the soul-calling flag in his hand almost dropped.

Jian Yi's body came from Pengmeng, but his soul was stuffed in by Du Jia later.

In other words, the soul-calling flag cannot directly recall Jian Yi's soul.

"Unless we can directly find his soul." Taiyi made a suggestion: "You have seen the world of death and have the power of transcendence. As long as you can find his soul and forcefully break through the world, you may be able to get him back!"

"Find him..." Ye Fan looked into the world of death. At a glance, countless dead souls were overwhelmed, and his scalp suddenly became numb: "How should I find this!"

"The soul-calling flag is about to expire." Qiongqi reminded: "It seems to have a time limit every time it is turned on!"

Sure enough, just after Qiongqi finished speaking, the realm of death that appeared in his sight immediately became blurry.

"How can such a short time be enough!" Ye Fan became more and more anxious. Looking at the countless dead souls, he could only shout:

"Ye Jianyi! If you hear anything, look at me!"

The voice fell, but there was no response, and in the gate of the dead world, the dead souls were motionless.

Time passed for just a moment, and the world of death became dim again.

"No way..." Seeing that the world of death was about to disappear, Ye Fan was also discouraged. He flipped the soul-calling flag in his hand and was about to take it back.

"Hey Ye Fan, is it the one by the door?" Qiongqi suddenly made a voice.

"Who?" Ye Fan quickly looked over and saw a small child standing on tiptoes trying to look at him among the numb souls beside the gate of the dead world.

That's him!