high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 385

The setting sun is like blood.

Lin Guang slowly fell from the branches, with a lingering luster like broken glass.In the last sunset photo of the day, Dou Fang Momo watched Wuming's face turn gray a little bit, and his eyes trembled like candles in the wind.

he is dying...

The soul-destroying nail in Ye Yuran's hand penetrated deeply into his brain, and the primordial spirit was dismantled inch by inch into nothingness. The light on the body surface was gone, and even the color of the flesh began to decay.

In the wild laughter, Ye Yuran's expression became more and more happy. He pressed Wuming to half kneel on the ground with his arms, turned around and squinted his eyes:

"Why, brother Dou, are you surprised?"

"...I just didn't expect it."

"I didn't expect it, I shouldn't have expected it. Because, Ye Yuran's way of the family..." A silver thorn fell out of his sleeve robe, completely nailing the struggling ignorance to the ground.

The blood-stained man bared his teeth and laughed: "It's just unscrupulous!"

Everywhere is shaking, as if the world is going to be turned upside down...

Overlapping ghosting.In the long feeling of falling into the void in my mind when I was dying, Wuming's ears sounded vague ravings again.

Different from the vagueness of heart attacks in the past, this time, it was unprecedentedly clear.

It's like an angry dragon roaring in horror in the heart, can't wait!Tear everything in front of you into pieces! ! !

This is the first time.

In the babbling in the ears, there are no longer trivial and chaotic tones, no longer long and meaningless whispers, and no longer noisy and upside-down repetitions.

He really felt angry, and that anger made his cold blood heat up, and Wuming could hardly help roaring together, everything screaming.He felt like there was another person living inside him, a deeper person

For a moment, he seemed to have a strange illusion.He stood in the dead sea, lifted up by the wind and flames, the four elements revolved around him, far away, beyond the reach of the eyes, at the end of the world, all the stars of the universe set up towering altars , and sacrificed animals and sacrifices to him.

"God."

vaguely.

Someone is speaking in a low voice.

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"It's not heroic to play dead, Monk!"

Ye Yuran raised his hand with a sneer, and threw a small silver thorn again, piercing Wuming's knee bone.He stared at the ashen face, the corners of his mouth rose in joy:

"Is there anything you want to entrust, monk? I can return your body to the Vajra Temple without taking any money, just like what your teacher did to my uncle..."

"Forgot." He clapped his hands in frustration again, and laughed: "Your head is not good! I have to send your head back to Luoyi! I want the king and all the nobles to have a good look at me. How did Ye Yuran become famous in Manzheng and make great achievements!"

"...you lied."

"So what?" Ye Yuran lowered his head in surprise, he laughed at the stupidity of this monk who was about to die, and was surprised by his dullness, but before he could finish his words such as success and failure, that Qiruoyousi monk trembled and raised his ten fingers, exhaling out loudly.

"Shun!" Wuming spat out the last syllable.

As soon as the time passed, a scarlet killing sword flew out of Ye Yuran's astonished eyes.Ruixia was engulfed, and she slashed towards the ignorance whose figure quickly faded away!

Everything seems to freeze at this moment——

At the moment when time slowed to a standstill, the scarlet killing sword seemed to be dripping blood, splashing a few feet high and incomparably beautiful rays of light, and struck out the strongest blow!And before facing this killing sword technique, Wuming's figure also blurred inch by inch at the same time, like water stains dried in the sun.

Boom boom boom! ! !

As if a round of blood-colored sun exploded, amidst the howling sound of a dragon's sword, the entire huge mountain range was affected by this supernatural power. Countless peaks shook and then collapsed, splashing dust that covered the sky.

In the distance, Dou Fang looked blankly at Ye Yuran coldly withdrawing the killing sword from his eyes, while at the same place, Wuming, who was on the verge of death, had inexplicably disappeared...

At that moment just now, before he could react, it ended abruptly...

"Shenzutong! It's actually Shenzutong!!!"

Ye Yuran's eyebrows split open, and a bloody eye jumped out. After a while, he turned his head coldly and said sharply to the ignorant Dou Fang: "Today's matter was initiated by you and me! If he doesn't die, You and I will never have peace in the future!"

"When he grows up, let alone a human being, he will be almost invincible if he is only a life treasure!" Ye Yuran's voice was filled with Xiao Su's cold air, which made Dou Fang's heart shudder secretly: "Open the bow If there is no turning back, you have a part in this matter, and I can't escape you!"

"What do you want?" Dou Fang suddenly looked gloomy.

Ye Yuran spread out his palms indifferently, and in the palms were two dark ancient talismans with faint crane patterns, engraved with countless densely packed small characters, like a book from heaven.

Two boundary symbols!

Dou Fang's heart skipped a beat when he saw it clearly. Before he could speak, he was interrupted by Ye Yuran shaking his head.

"It's a loan from you." Ye Yuran closed her eyebrows and said, "Remember to pay me back."

"Why do you have to drag me? In front of the diamond appearance of the two of you, I am nothing but dispensable..." Dou Fang picked up a two-world talisman, smiled wryly and shook his head: "Besides, I was hit by the soul-destroying nail." , isn’t he already dying?”

"What do you know?" Ye Yuran hesitated to speak, but finally didn't speak, just sneered.

He has seen the records about the supernatural power in the files of his family, and all thoughts arise, regardless of millions of miles, are all caused by a moment of interdependence, a moment of thought.

After seeing the dying Wuming struggle and use his supernatural powers, Ye Yuran, who was full of ambition, almost jumped up in shock, in a state of confusion.

He never thought that a monk of the "Wu" generation in the Vajra Realm could actually master one of the six divine transformations of Buddhism, even if it is only a prototype, it is enough to make people frightened!

The one who got hit by the soul-destroying nail is destined to be the decay of the primordial spirit, and there is no doubt that he will die. Even though he has clearly driven the soul-destroying nail into the brain of Wuming, Ye Yuran still dare not bet. one of the possibilities.

Although this ignorant monk has mastered the divine foot power, the King Kong Temple must not know about it, otherwise he would never be without a sutra protector by his side, and he himself would not be able to get it so easily...

Don't miss out!

After a short period of panic, Ye Yuran's heart suddenly ignited a little fire.

Killing a master of the Six God Transformation is absolutely different from killing a Southern Zen monk.

How much benefit would I get by killing him?

That must be big!

Under Ye Yuran's continuous urging, Dou Fang had no choice but to circulate his true qi, and activated the two boundary talismans. While the tiny characters lit up inch by inch, he asked doubtfully:

"I heard that Shenzutong can travel the void of ten directions, how do you know where he moved?"

"Crossing the Tongjiang River and going to the south of the Yangtze River, don't worry, my Ye family's heavenly eyes can detect the slightest, and he can't hide it from my Dharma eyes!" Ye Yuran's figure was wrapped in countless glare from the two world talismans, and his voice was a bit faint. Cloudy:

"What's more, his supernatural powers are still very rough, otherwise he would have used them in the fight just now!"

……

……

Thousands of miles away, Jiangnan.

The void opened faintly, and a gray and defeated figure rolled out of it immediately, Wuming staggered and covered his head, coughing up blood uncontrollably.

As Ye Yuran thought.

He has not really cultivated the supernatural powers, nor has he mastered the Tathagata Chan, which uses the power of the mind to turn far and wide.In a trance, he uncontrollably crossed the Tongjiang River and moved to the south of the Yangtze River... At this moment, the backlash from the magic foot and the original injury came together, making Wuming even start to stand unsteadily, and he could hardly see things in front of his eyes. Only darkness.

He trembled and began to sit cross-legged to adjust his breath, the blood flowed out from the seven orifices, and soon soaked the monk's clothes into blood.The ravings in the ear became more and more intense, and the pain also followed, like steel needles piercing back and forth in the brain.

Are you going to die?

This thought flashed through his mind, but the severe pain that hit him soon shattered it and completely obliterated it.

moment.

The void opened again faintly, like a portal connecting the two realms.

Before Wuming could struggle to turn around, a pathetic red light flew up, beheading him with a sword!

After a brief silence, there was a sound of sighing.

"I feel relieved……"

After crushing the dim two-world talisman, Ye Yuran patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the headless corpse with its head and body separated: "I can sleep peacefully!"

Behind him, Dou Fang also heaved a long sigh of relief, but felt a little helpless.

"Why did you come to the south of the Yangtze River?" He spread his hands: "It will be a lot of trouble to go back to Luoyi."

"As long as you can kill him, everything is nothing..." Ye Yuran sighed and looked away from Wuming's corpse.

If a master with supernatural powers kills him, even the Shouwu Ye family will be afraid of the wrath of the Southern Zen sect if he is truly exposed. mean.

He sighed and raised his head. In this southern land, the sun has already set and the moon has risen.

Tens of kilometers away from the sky, the flags covered the sky, the chariots roared, and the knights in gorgeous armor shouted loudly, like hunting beasts, and threw bright talisman arrows towards the ground, shining the night sky into a sea of ​​flames.

"Damn it, it's Xie's Phoenix Cavalry!" Outside the firelight, Ye Yuran frowned, his face slightly serious: "What the hell are they doing?"

hunting animals?

What savage beast can majesticly appear outside the county?And what kind of supernatural powers can provoke the Phoenix Cavalry to send troops to encircle and suppress them?

Ye Yuran adjusted his clothes. Although Shouwu Ye's family and Changjin Xie's family were not considered friendly, they were still somewhat related by marriage. When he was about to meet the masters of this group of Phoenix Cavalry, his heart suddenly tightened.

倥！

The primordial spirit sent a warning message, and a white figure flashed like a ghost in the void where even the divine sense could not catch it.

There was no one around, and the world was silent.

Big drops of sweat dripped from his forehead, and Ye Yuran turned around abruptly in the long, desperate silence.

"Brother Dou..."

A heartbeat sounded softly that shouldn't exist.

The moment Ye Yuran turned his head in panic, Dou Fang, who had been silent since just now, opened his mouth silently.

The talisman sword in his hand fell to the ground gently, and immediately, the head split smoothly from the middle!

puff!

Before he could scream, a hand pierced through his chest. In the deathly silence under the night, Ye Yuran, who was vomiting blood, was like a pigeon whose skin had been pierced by thorns.The arrogance and looseness of the past are no longer there, only fear, for death, and for the ghostly figure.

How can it be!

He turned around with a wry smile, but saw an unexpected figure.

"You, you..." Ye Yuran's eyes widened, watching the probing hand piercing through his chest, Wuming, who should have been separated from his body, the corners of his eyes twitched wildly: "You, you..."

He wanted to yell, he wanted to ask how a person who had lost his head and lost his soul could be resurrected!How could he instantly kill himself and Dou Fang!But his voice stopped abruptly, leaving only a rapid tail sound, like a duck being strangled by its neck.

In the dead silence, the person who penetrated Ye Yuran's chest opened his eyes.

It was a color more gorgeous than the sun, more magnificent than the morning glow, like a sea of ​​silvery white melted by tens of millions of tons of silver, all poured into the eyes, forming a cold and vast whiteness.

Ye Yuran was stunned, he was shocked by the ultimate, magnificent and austere beauty of the universe, as if an ancient god had lifted the veil of time in front of him.

In front of the ultimate beauty of the universe, the vitality of his whole body is rapidly passing away, as if it has also turned into a thin, tiny point, lightly thrown into the silvery white tide.

In the darker night sky than ink, in the distance, a few stars approached.

Ignoring the smile and satisfaction on Ye Yuran's face before he died, under the silver pupils, a cold and turbid male voice suddenly mocked, with undisguised contempt.

"Everything."

(End of this chapter)