The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 2799 Golden Wind Yulu 1 Meeting

Chapter 2799 The Golden Wind and Yulu Meet

Chapter 58

On the wheel of fate, above Duanmu Ling's soul, a group of blue-red rays of light appeared on it, as if it was burning.

That was Duanmu Ling's soul.

Fate is invisible, but it can appear on the wheel of fate. Duanmu Ling's fate soul is entwined with black air, obviously already entangled in bad luck and full of signs of death.

A series of invisible mantra threads passed through Duanmu Ling's life soul, and then radiated out, projecting into the boundless void in the distance.

On the roulette, phantoms appeared one after another, and these phantoms were all women.

They are all clones of Duanmu Ling.

As Long Xiaoshan said.

A person can have countless souls and create many avatars, but the fate of these avatars is still one, and the fate soul cannot be cut. No matter where the avatar is, it is Duanmu Ling.

This is also the reason why Long Xiaoshan is not afraid of Duanmu Ling's comeback.

Seeing that all the Soul Curse Threads were completed one after another.

"The soul of fate is the guide, and the curse of bad luck kills!"

Long Xiaoshan opened his mouth coldly, and the huge wheel of fate spun, and the black light of Duanmu Ling's fate soul shot up into the sky. Those lights of doom, like demons, flowed into the depths of the boundless void along the fate soul curse threads...

A million miles away, a priestess sitting cross-legged on a tribal temple is receiving worship from countless tribal believers.

She is the spokesperson of the gods of this wild tribe.

He once performed miracles and drove away evil spirits, and was regarded as a god by the whole tribe.

Suddenly she felt something in her heart, the forehead between her brows became pitch black, her mana was out of control, and the magic weapon jar in her hand burst open, and countless evil spirits collected by her rushed out of it, and these evil spirits pounced on her, devouring her frantically blood.

Amidst the shrill screams and the panic-stricken gazes of the believers, the body of the priestess was directly sucked into a corpse...

There is also a more distant land, in a dynasty called Ziye Kingdom, a powerful concubine killed the emperor with poisoned wine not long ago, colluded with party members, and ascended to the position of empress.

The enthronement ceremony was going on, and there was a rumbling sound from the sky. The empress and all the officials looked up with horror on their faces. That day in Ziye's country, a meteorite fell from the sky and razed the entire palace to the ground...

There is also a female cultivator who is practicing in the cave. At a critical moment in her cultivation, she suddenly loses all her energy and blood, goes mad, and explodes to death...

Such scenes.

It is constantly staged in every corner of the entire Zhongtianyu.

Every time a person dies, the invisible thread of life soul curse will also be wiped out. In less than a cup of tea, hundreds of threads have dissipated, which also means the death of hundreds of clones of Duanmu Ling.

"Ow—"

On the fate roulette, Duanmu Ling's soul is still there, and the pictures of being killed by the fate soul curse are all displayed on the fate roulette, so she can see with her own eyes that there is an endless void, and her avatars are being killed by Long Xiaoshan one by one. Curse to kill.

At this time, Duanmu Ling was really afraid, scared.

No matter how many times she was beheaded by Long Xiaoshan before, she would not be afraid, because she knew that her avatars were scattered all over the place, and as long as one avatar was still alive, she would be reborn continuously like a cell dividing.

She will never die completely.

This is the frightening aspect of the art of sending souls.

However, as the soul curse killed her clones one by one, Duanmu Ling really felt the end was approaching.

In a short time, her clone was almost killed by the curse.

And she can see that all her clones are on the wheel of fate, and none of them can escape. Once all her clones are destroyed, what awaits her is complete death.

"Long Xiaoshan, I was wrong, please forgive me, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to be your slave for the rest of my life, don't kill me."

"Xiaofu, for the sake of the incense we both come from Cihang Jingzhai, please help me beg Long Xiaoshan, he will definitely agree to you, as long as you let me go, I will definitely give all the practice experience of Cihang Sword Code It will all be passed on to you.”

Duanmu Ling howled and begged for mercy.

It seems that they are more afraid of death than ordinary people.

A ruthless person may not be truly ruthless, but he is ruthless to others, but he values ​​his own life extremely, surpassing everything else, otherwise he will not abandon everything, treat everything as a dog, cut his feelings and nature, just to seek the way.

That's why Duanmu Ling lost her composure in such fear when her real death was approaching, because everything she valued most would be lost.

The void didn't respond.

Regardless of Long Xiaoshan and Ling Xiaofu, it is impossible to let Duanmu Ling go.

Chi la, fate is like a demon, and it swallows up Duanmu Ling's last clone, and the last thread of fate is also annihilated.

At this time, Duanmu Ling's soul was dying, so many souls were annihilated, and the remaining soul was also fatally injured, and the dark doom light rolled, completely swallowing her soul.

Snapped!
Duanmu Ling's spirit, without even screaming, exploded in the wheel of fate and dissipated into nothingness.

So far, the most vicious and legendary female cultivator who has traversed the earth and the Lingxu planet for two thousand years has also ended her bizarre and sinful life.

The life and soul of the dragon and the phoenix intertwined in the void for a long time, and Long Xiaoshan separated after confirming that Wen Qingcheng's life and soul had recovered. The wheel of fate dissipated, and the blue light in Long Xiaoshan's eyes also dissipated.

His face was a little pale.

Urging the Orb of Destiny and casting the magical magic that defies the sky to change his fate will consume him quite a lot.

However, his cultivation base was much higher than Wen Qingcheng's after all.

As the strength continues to grow, the soul of life will also grow stronger. Destiny sounds absurd, but in fact it is also a manifestation of its own strength, opportunity, and inheritance. After defeating so many powerful opponents, the fall of each opponent is also accumulating his luck.

Now his fate soul is stronger than ever. Even if he sacrifices part of his soul power to Wen Qingcheng with the Heaven-Defying Fate Changing Technique, it will not affect the fundamentals. Moreover, the two fates are intertwined, and fate souls can nourish each other.

So it won't be as difficult as Wen Qingcheng's saving him back then.

At this time, Long Xiaoshan's eyes were fixed on Wen Qingcheng who was sitting there. After a long time, Wen Qingcheng's eyelids moved and he opened his eyes. The two eyes met, and they were like a magnet, and they could never be separated again.

In fact, Wen Qingcheng has regained consciousness from the previous life-soul fusion.

The two teamed up and completely cursed Duanmu Ling to death.

However, now Wen Qingcheng is really waking up. At that glance, it is the golden wind and the jade dew, and the victory is countless in the world.

The endless joy between the two of them welled up in their hearts, and all the past experiences were like dreams, which could no longer be described in words. They just looked at each other for a long time, and the silence was louder than the sound.

"Brother, it seems that your Qingcheng girl has finally returned."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted the tacit understanding between the two.

(End of this chapter)

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