The devil kills the god

97 life and death, break the wall!

97 life and death, break the wall!

"Will... die?"

Xiao Fan deeply felt that the primordial spirit of his avatar was not complete, but only one-tenth of it stripped from the main body.

This little one-tenth Yuanling was not as powerful as other monks at all, but after being so severely injured, it began to wilt gradually, like a small sapling suddenly losing water and nutrients. The sun suddenly stopped shining, as if the fragile vitality gradually dissipated.

"Slightly..." There was a struggling sound from the only remaining head in his mouth.

He is very clear that his avatar is about to die, which means that this deity is also facing the final deadline, and everything will disappear.

Death is a very mysterious thing.

Like life, they correspond to each other and become the most eternal two in the world. Both are indispensable, yet unavoidable.

Even this world has a time of life and a time of death. Sooner or later, the whole world will come to an end and be completely shattered. Maybe... After the shattering, what is waiting is a brand new birth.

This is life and death.

Xiao Fan felt that his soul, when he was at a loss, seemed to be trapped in a vortex.

The four sides of the vortex are densely packed with faint phosphorescence-like bright spots, as if the sound of a baby's cry is faintly coming from it, and it keeps echoing in the darkness.

In the middle of the vortex, there is a pitch black, extremely huge, rolling slowly, like a huge black mouth, constantly swallowing and spitting.

Numerous phosphorous fires with weaker radiance were sucked into it by the vortex, and after a while, many bright phosphorous fires spewed out.

Xiao Fan seemed to suddenly understand that those phosphorus flames that were sprayed out again by the vortex, only this kind could faintly emit the sound of a baby crying from inside, while the others were completely silent.

what is this?

Xiao Fan felt that his own soul seemed to be one of those weak fires, being pulled and dragged by the terrifying suction of the vortex, and slowly falling into the incomparably terrifying darkness!

"So...is this life and death?" Xiao Fan suddenly had an unprecedented emptiness in his heart!

Life and death are intertwined, death is the beginning of life, and life is also the prelude to death!

This is the truth between life and death!

In the prison, Ben Hong was stepping on Xiao Fan's only head fiercely, suddenly his expression changed, and he felt Xiao Fan's primordial spirit was rapidly wilting, and his soul seemed to be gradually dissipating!

"Why..." Ben Hong hurriedly moved his foot away, a trace of worry flashed in his eyebrows: "No way? Isn't this kid quite strong? Why did signs of death begin to appear? The strength I used against him should not As for letting him die!"

"That's right, if it's an ordinary late-stage cultivator of alchemy, after being subjected to my ###, he will only die in agony, and he will not die at all! And the strength of this kid has obviously surpassed the level of a cultivator of alchemy, let alone That's how fragile it is!"

Ben Hong's heart tightened, and the doubt in his eyes became more and more serious. He rubbed his hand on his chin a few times, and began to feel uneasy: "Oops, could it be that I was too angry just now, and I saw this guy plot against me? Those yellow sand poisonous scorpions, and accidentally hit too hard?"

"If this is the case... If he dies, wouldn't the Taoism he knew disappear in smoke?"

The more Ben Hong thought about it, the colder he felt: "Without those Taoism techniques, wouldn't my plan come to naught? Damn it! It's all my carelessness. Without Taoism, if I want to climb up the status of Hong Gu God Sect, I will not be able to do so at all." It became a bubble!"

"No! You can't let him die like this!" Ben Hong gritted his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, and a stream of hot blood mixed with the original blood sprayed on Xiao Fan's head.

At the same time, he made seals with both hands, pinched quickly, and the Yuan force wrapped Xiao Fan's head softly, forming a light green ball, which seemed to isolate all power.

"Huh...huh... I hope this kid can survive!" Ben Hong was also panting tiredly after using this series of methods.

He transmitted his original power to Xiao Fan, hoping to increase his vitality.

This is the original power of a master in the early stage of adulthood!It contains at least all of Benhong's 200 years of penance!

Immortal cultivators are not omnipotent, they can't stop people from dying, but Ben Hong's method can isolate Xiao Fan's soul from the energy of the underworld, and use his own origin to nourish Xiao Fan's sluggish soul, soothe The soul that is dissipating!

If Ben Hong's desire to obtain Taoism hadn't reached the extreme, no high-ranking monk would have used such a method of incomparable harm to his body!

"Smelly boy, it's really cheap for you! Come back to me! Don't die!" Ben Hong gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Fan's head in the light ball, his face was full of anxiety, but there was nothing he could do. If this method didn't work, then It can only mean that his desire is completely empty!

And Xiao Fan's sanity was still lingering in front of the vortex at this moment, and when he was sucked closer and closer by the vortex, unable to struggle, suddenly a tyrannical force appeared from nowhere, pulling Xiao Fan alive, and Drag it back a little bit.

"What's going on? This power... belongs to Benhong? He's saving me?" Xiao Fan was taken aback for a moment, and then he immediately understood: "It seems that this guy's desire for Taoism has reached a certain level. To the point of insanity, to save me at the expense of my own original strength? That's okay... this also buys me enough time!"

"It's enough for me, before this vortex, to fully understand...the reason of life and death!"

Far under the yellow sand thousands of miles away, in the secret room of the treasure of the Holy Demon Emperor, Xiao Fan, who had been motionless for a long time, seemed to be a stone statue, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Immediately, two blazing rays of light galloped out from his eyes, mixed with indescribable sharpness, like two sharp blades, trying to cut open the space in front of him together!

"So that's how it is...I understand!" The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a long-lost smile.

There was incomparable self-confidence in this smile, and... a kind of self-mockery for this belated feeling.

"Life and death... seem to be two extremes, completely incompatible, but they are not!" Xiao Fan whispered to himself in a hoarse voice with his pale lips a little dry and cracked. : "What is life, what is death, why has no one been able to fully understand why for a long time, the reason is that they all think so..."

"However...the true face of life and death makes people laugh out loud. No one can think in this direction, it's too crazy..."

"But... maybe the existence of this world, the existence of all things, is originally a crazy thing!"

"Life and death are not strangers! It's just...they are one! Life is death, death is life! They are inseparable at all. It is extremely stupid to separate these two things!"

Xiao Fan laughed softly as he spoke.

Immediately afterwards, his laughter became louder and louder, and his body trembled unceasingly in response to the laughter. The frozen energy in his body began to slowly rotate again following his laughter, and it became more and more intense. Quickly, it turned into a whirlwind, dragging the black and white Yuan Dan together.

"It seems that you have realized it. Are you ready to start a breakthrough? I'm really looking forward to it! I don't know how scary you, little monster, will be this time!" Malaria also regained his energy, and murmured, his eyes filled with excitement. It is the look of anticipation.

The entire stone chamber began to tremble as the energy in Xiao Fan's body increased, and a large amount of yellow sand fell from the ceiling.

Xiao Fan's whole body has been completely enveloped by the black and white energy, like two flames, constantly spewing out huge waves, and everything around him, if touched by the black and white waves, will be destroyed. It will immediately shatter, without exception!

A steady stream of power, released from the crystal essence held tightly in Xiao Fan's hand, frantically poured into Xiao Fan's eight extraordinary meridians, nourishing his already somewhat dry meridians.

"It's a terrifying momentum. I have been with the Holy Demon Emperor for so many years, and I have seen many monks promoted from the alchemy stage to the wall-breaking stage, but I have never seen such a terrifying momentum when they are promoted. , and the growth rate of his power is too weird..." Mala hid in Xiao Fan's head in shock, tightly wrapped around the crystal of heart poison, for fear that the tyrannical energy in Xiao Fan's body would affect him.

Climb, climb rapidly!

Xiao Fan's power broke through the critical point in an instant, and the huge black and white two-color Yuandan in his body burst into brighter and brighter luster, and patterns like totems began to flow along the bottom of the Yuandan. emerged and spread continuously.

This kind of pattern is very exquisite, just like the icy window grilles made by nature in winter, its texture contains endless laws of nature.

The so-called breaking the wall means that the Yuan Dan of the immortal cultivator accepts the recognition of the natural law and is endowed with this pattern of law. When the pattern of law covers the entire Yuan Dan and the power of law on it reaches the peak, it can be used The power of thunder and thunder from the Heavenly Tribulation gave birth to Yuanling, broke through the wall of the law of Yuandan, and thus extended to another new level of realm!

Therefore, the realm of breaking the wall is the most important and crucial step for every monk!

Future achievements, the strength of Yuan Ling, all depend on the pattern of law during the wall-breaking period!

Ordinary monks, according to their own spiritual roots, obtain the corresponding patterns of law, such as Chen Yunfei, the patterns on his Yuan Dan are like waves, superimposed on each other, beautiful.

On Pang En's Yuan Dan, the pattern of law is extremely thick, with gold threads intertwined with each other, which is majestic.

But Xiao Fan's pattern of law is different from anyone else, white represents life, black represents death, and his Yuan Dan is the natural principle that interprets the way of life and death!