The best golden pupil

Chapter 1711
Ning Tao looked at Kunlun Mountain and said leisurely, his expression was full of yearning, and his words were sonorous and powerful.

The real jihad...is there.

The eyes of Mo Lao and the others burst out, and they looked up at the sky in unison. They were kicked out in embarrassment, and finally... are they going to kill them back?

The feeling of failure that day still lingers in my heart and is engraved in my heart.

Although Mo Lao was excited, he looked down at himself, and a self-mockery suddenly emerged from the corner of his mouth, saying that he was alive or dead.

If you want to fight, I'm afraid it won't help you.

The rage just now almost knocked him out of his wits. If it weren't for this magical spine, his thin layer of ice might have melted away long ago.

"Ugh!"

Seeing him sigh, everyone came back to their senses.

Shaolin patriarch frowned, and couldn't help wondering: "Master Ning, what kind of situation is the old leader now, is it safe and sound?"

"Yeah, how is the old alliance leader now? Is his state of mind and soul alive or...dead?"

Patriarch Qingcheng and the others said nervously.

"this"

Ning Tao pursed his lips, and said complicatedly: "Actually, I can't tell clearly about Mo Lao's current state."

"To put it bluntly, when Mo Lao was hit by the altar, he was actually beaten to death. His divine body was almost completely decayed. It's just that Mo Lao's divine soul is stronger, and he can use the power of his divine soul to resist and save the final battle."

"Once the soul can't bear it, it will die."

"It's like the body is a container, and the soul is the core of the finishing touch. Neither of them is indispensable. Even if they are missing, they must reach a higher level of cultivation. Mr. Mo is obviously far behind this step."

When everyone heard this, their faces gradually turned pale.

They are not brats anymore, they are all in the realm of the gods, and they have a certain understanding of the spirit, but it is precisely because of their understanding that they are very worried about Mo Lao.

The latter looked away, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "That is to say, I died when I was hit by the altar that day. Because of my strong spirit, I can still survive in this world for a while and resist stubbornly."

"However, now that my physical container is dead, it stands to reason that my soul should also disappear. The boundless water will always dry up, and when I fought against the magic pattern, my soul has already been consumed too much, and I am close to the edge of death."

"but!"

Ning Tao smiled slightly, and continued: "But with this soul bone, you have a new container. Even if the physical container dies, you can temporarily exist in the world as a soul."

"That's right," Mo Lao nodded slowly.

But then he frowned, shook his head and said: "Actually, it's not that simple. My soul source has been severely damaged. Although this soul bone can sustain me, it is also a dead thing, and it will dissipate one day."

"The physical body has all the vitality and is one of the best containers in the world. It can complement the spirit and soul to reach a balance point. However, this piece of soul bone is unilaterally consumed and will not last long."

"what?"

Dozens of people were shocked in unison.

That is to say, Mo Lao's problem has not been resolved, and the current situation is just for maintenance. Once the energy of the soul bone is exhausted, Mo Lao will also be dissipated.

"Then, how about reshaping a physical body for you, can you be resurrected?" Wudang Patriarch said solemnly after pondering.

Mo Lao shook his head bitterly, and said with his hands behind his back: "It's not that simple. A body has the characteristics of a body, and a soul has the characteristics of a soul. A balance must be reached, and the two must match."

"It's like a blood transfusion in a modern hospital. If you have type A blood, if you transfuse you with type B blood, it will only have a counterproductive effect, unless you get O-type omnipotent blood, or find the same A blood type."

"This is the same principle as the flesh body!"

The crowd fell into silence after hearing the words.

Ning Tao pondered, he had considered this issue.

It is not enough to just find a physical body. First, the two must match, second, the two must reach a balance point, and third, Mo Lao must be able to display his peak strength.

In short, it is not as simple as imagined.

In his hand is a rare treasure medicine, Earth Treasure Jade Lotus Root, which can play a role in shaping the body, but for Mo Lao, it is not enough.

If there is no way, just use it to try!
But suddenly, Mo Lao sensed himself, and said uglyly: "Now, even if I have a suitable body, I'm afraid it won't work."

"My soul source is seriously consumed, and it is completely maintained by the soul bone. Unless the source is replenished, even if I have a physical body, I will not escape death."

Without waiting for everyone's expressions to change, Mo Lao said with a wry smile: "Actually, my end is not far away."

"what?"

The hearts of all the ancestors finally cooled down.

This is a blockbuster bomb, and the people who exploded were out of their wits, their eyes trembled, and their souls were shaken. Could it be that the heavens insisted on embarrassing him?

After fighting against the sky for a lifetime, he was still defeated.

The old man has been playing games with the sky all his life, never giving up, and never stopping. The figure of standing up to the sky has always been imprinted in everyone's hearts, but at this moment, he always feels slumped.

The nose is sour, and I feel extremely uncomfortable.

Ning Tao's face was solemn, and he suddenly said: "Don't be so negative, everything is possible, let's start with this soul bone, which is enough to support Mo Lao for a while."

"As long as Mo Lao finds a way to complement the origin of his spirit and find a suitable physical body during this period of time and the time limit, I believe that resurrection is not too difficult, and it is even possible to get a great fortune."

Everyone was hesitant to speak, and they all felt that it was impossible.

Mo Lao was thoughtful, frowned and said: "Boy, have you decided to go to the fairy world yet?"

The latter nodded, and said with a wry smile: "Before I leave, I must conquer ninety-seven percent of the world for Hongmeng, otherwise, even if I leave, I won't feel relieved."

"Thinking about it now, this matter really can't be delayed any longer, whether it's looking for Sister Xia and pleasing them, or Uncle Tim, Wang Tao, or giving Zhou Lao a broken arm and rebirth, or finding a physical body for Mo Lao."

"No matter what, there is no delay."

Everyone felt anxious for Ning Tao. It turned out that the leader of the alliance had already carried so much.

Zhou Heng nodded, and asked subconsciously: "Then what do we need to prepare now?"

"Let's go!"

Ning Tao's eyes sparkled.

"Let... go out to fight, now, to fight the world?" Everyone was a little shocked.

Ning Tao nodded solemnly, and said solemnly: "Yes, we are not only an enemy in the Kunlun Realm, but also enemies such as the blood clan, the Samsung family, etc."

"Before the battle of Kunlun three days later, I want these forces, not one left!"

The blood of all the ancestors was on fire, and their fighting spirit was high. Although it was too sudden, isn't that what war is like.

Zhou Heng suddenly said: "The blood race can take it easy. As early as after the death of Liuyu Wang and others, they seem to have migrated to Yuanzhou and shrank."

Ning Tao narrowed his eyes, and he understood it in his heart, and immediately said: "Well, I will go to Poshamen alone, and you will wipe out the Sanxing family and those forces."

But as soon as the words were finished, Shaolin patriarch suddenly stood up and asked: "Lord leader, I beg to bring someone to fight. I have had grievances with Vatican King, and they also came from the Buddhist school. Leave the battle of Posamen to me. "

"Please allow, Lord Leader!"

All the big shots knelt down on one knee.

Ning Tao and Mo Lao looked at each other, the latter nodded in satisfaction, the former waved his sleeves immediately, and shouted: "The Hongmeng army obeys the order, and immediately set off to fight against the Posuomen, and fight the world with the lord."

"Let's go!"

"Kill...kill...kill!"

(End of this chapter)