Cultivation In Troubled Times

The sword is as powerful as thunder!

With the wild volley, one side of space-time, suddenly one of the condensation! In the dead silence of the wind, only the fury of Xingtian Dao Qi!

When the middle-aged man saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his magic power urged him to lock up the strong murderous Qi all over his body, which had burst every inch! Then he roared at the light of the falling sword like the nine sky waterfall!

Wild see, magic eye burning, can like stars. When he saw that the good opportunity had appeared, he held back his ecstasy and held the handle of Xingtian Dao tightly. The devil Yuan made a sudden note, and at the same time, he silently chanted in his heart: "break the sky and the earth with my madness!"

In this instant, the supreme magic power of breaking the world wildly has been wildly pushed to the limit. The boiling magic yuan suddenly increases, and then pours into Xingtian. Wild move, is to take advantage of the middle-aged man's trust big, want to finish its work in a battle.

A sound wave, like a raging wave, emerged from the middle-aged man's body, rolling forward, like a huge wave, unstoppable, layer upon layer, straight like a turbid wave, emptied, and rushed to the nearby horse!

"Not good..." under the silver canopy, a young man, who was as white as snow and beautiful as a mountain, could not help crying when he saw the scene.

This young man in white is the son of yaohuan.

At this critical moment, no one on both sides has time to step in or stop.

The air of the sword rips the sky. In a flash, it is submerged by the sound wave. I saw the surging straight endless sound waves, the cold shining light of the knife was melting rapidly with the speed visible to the naked eye.

The length of Dao Guang was about ten feet, but in a moment, it was reduced to about ten feet, which was almost the same as ordinary physical weapons. After another flash, Zhang Xu's sword light disappeared, as if it had been crushed by the strong sound wave.

At this moment, the middle-aged man with a smile on his face suddenly bristled with sweat and cold all over his body. A cold light of several inches in length and width flashed in front of him. At this time, he was only a foot away.

At the critical moment, the middle-aged man drank deeply, and his smile didn't even have time to solidify or put it away. He suddenly turned sideways and tried to dodge. Just listen to the sound of "Chi", Fangcun cold blade with the cold air of dark ice, close to the body. With a cool right arm, a sharp pain came, a shoulder length and broken arm, has been out of his body.

The sound wave in front of the body, after a while, just like the wave disappeared and the tide retreated. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared, and the light of the sword was never seen again. As if the two, in a fight, fight together!

On the right shoulder of the middle-aged man, a blood arrow spurted out, less than a foot away. The middle-aged man stretched out his left hand, and his arm was suddenly long and fast as lightning. With one hand closed, he pushed the blood arrow back into his broken arm; Then he turned his palms and grabbed the broken arm, which was flying to the distance, and took it back to his shoulder.

This process, in fact, like lightning, extremely fast, people only feel dazzled, has not come back to God, middle-aged people have stopped bleeding, arm recovery as before!

With a little movement of his right arm, the middle-aged man stared coldly at the wild and speechless opposite him. His cold eyes were full of murderous air.

Duan Ning is as wild as a mountain. His Xingtian Dao has disappeared. He has taken it away. Under the attack with all his strength, Rao Shi's magic yuan is powerful, and his cultivation is extraordinary. At this time, he is also exhausted, and has the feeling that his later strength is difficult to carry on.

"Back off!" A light drink, from the Huagai under the mouth of shake Huan son. The middle-aged man was shocked and walked out in dismay.

In the silence of heaven and earth, the wind is blowing, the thunder is thundering, and the dance is rolling in the whole world. At this time, it has become more and more intense! Its bleakness and heaviness make people breathless.

"Bring them up!" Huang Huan opens his mouth again. Behind him, a person takes a step and throws his sleeves. Four figures appear.

"Elder Qin..."

"Elder Kun..."

"Younger martial brother Shen..."

"Wu... Wu Jun Shi..."

As soon as the three patriarchs and Wang Feng saw these four people, their faces suddenly changed and they couldn't help crying out.

"The four of them finally fell into the hands of yaohuan's son... It was I who hurt them..." at this moment, Wang Feng, qianlixiu, Sheng Ren and wanduan were filled with remorse and bitterness.

Wu Neng stood still and motionless, even without any expression on his face. His face was like dementia. It was obvious that it was not only the seal, but also the possibility of being searched.

In this regard, Wang Feng only regrets, but does not worry about his identity being exposed. Because as early as they entered the dark star realm, Wu Neng distributed a bottle of lost soul pills from Tiandao alliance Danqi workshop to them in the newly built tianyinzong mansion that night just in case. One for each, Wang Feng is no exception.

Lost soul pill, though named lost soul, can actually protect the soul. After swallowing, the vast majority of soul thoughts are transformed into another energy form and mixed in the flesh and blood;

There is only a little soul consciousness left to control the body's actions or instinctive reactions.

After taking the lost soul pill, if you want to recover, you have to take the antidote Yin soul pill to extract most of the soul thoughts that are full of flesh and blood and return to the spirit sea.

This lost soul pill can make the soul of the noumenon have the ability of concealment, and also has a very clever effect of masking! That is, after taking the lost soul pill, taking advantage of the gap of the drug's power, the person who takes the pill imprints some false memories or false information in the sea of spirit with his compulsive imagination;

Then, through the transformation of medicine, it becomes a false soul to make up for the loss of the real soul hidden in the flesh and blood.

But with the lost soul pill, it doesn't mean that there is nothing wrong. Some powerful people can still extract the soul from the body of the arrested. But in this way, the body of the arrested will not be protected. It's not easy to rebuild the body in one move, even though the means are excellent.

Seeing Wu Neng standing in front of him, Wang Feng was a little relieved, but he was still not sure whether it was the original Wu Neng.

The universe is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. There are only unimaginable and impossible things. How do you know that this Wu Neng in front of us was not remodeled after being forced to speak of his soul?

If you want to know whether a person is reborn after being destroyed, there is also a way, that is to observe the trace of Tao.

The so-called Dao trace is hidden in the Dao bone in the body; Dao bone, also known as keel, refers to the big spine. For friars, this big spine is the Dao bone or keel. Like the ring of a tree, it can record or record everything that happened in the growing years.

What a monk experiences, his Tao bones will leave corresponding traces, such as rebirth or remodeling. No matter how skillful the means are, or how to achieve rebirth by reversing time and space, there will still be clear traces in the bones of Tao.

"At present, it's far away. Only by trying to get elder Wu back, and then carefully checking the trace of his Tao with his mind and power, can we know if he is reborn... But if he is really remolded, I'm afraid my identity has been exposed..." looking at Wu Neng, who is as motionless as dementia, Wang Feng thought secretly.

As for the elders of the three sects, they didn't know Wang Feng's real identity, so what happened to them? Wang Feng didn't care about it, or was powerless.

"Do you want these four to live? If you want to, let the saint and her party out and let's make an exchange! " Shaking Huan son sitting in the silver treasure car, expressionless, light mouth way.

After a small victory in the first World War, he retreated to the wildness beside Wang Feng. After breathing for a moment, he suddenly became more energetic. Hearing the speech, he said in a loud voice, "do your grandmother's spring and autumn dream! Four for fourteen. You don't know how to count, do you

As soon as the wild curse came to an end, all the people in the holy world were shouting loudly and eager to try. They wanted to teach the madman who dared to abuse the Holy Son.

Huang Huan Sheng Zi Wei raised his hand to stop the crowd. At this time, on his handsome face, there was not only no anger, but also a little smile.

"Hello, son, right? You are happy to hear me scold you, aren't you? " Wild simply scold a happy, to shake Huan son called: "also son! Either an idiot or his grandmother's bitch! Pooh

Wu Neng's four men are in the hands of the holy world, and it's time to show no weakness. Wild, rude in appearance, but resourceful in fact. Pretending not to care about the four people at all, he yells at yaohuan. Maybe he can get some effect.

Wang Feng naturally knew this, but he still sat there as if he hadn't heard Huang Huan's sarcasm and scolding. He was as steady as a mountain, smiling. Wang Feng's heart was also one Lin: "this son can bear what others can't, it's really not simple!"

In his heart, he is afraid of yaohuan. At the same time, Wang Feng also knows that although both sides have their own taboos, with the development of the situation, now he is himself, and it is difficult to master them!