The World That Tao Rules

Jiang Yun stopped struggling, and the whole person calmed down, just watching his master with a watchful eye.

He knew very well that by this time, no one could stop the sacrifice of the master.

Although the master has just said that the original, he opened the closed memory after the first performance of the Nine Sacrifice.

However, Jiang Yun still does not know how to help the master find the memory under the state of sleep by offering the soul as a sacrifice and offering sacrifices to the altar of heaven and earth.

He can only hope that after the master has found the truth, the soul can continue to remain.

Nine strong strongmen also watched Dongfang Bo silently.

Although they believe that Dongbo is the murderer, the performance of Dongfang Bo is also a suspicion in their hearts.

Because until now, when Dong Bo mentioned the lonely people, he said "ourirs"!

This shows that in the mind of Dongfang Bo, although he knows that he is not a Mongolian, he always regards himself as a member of the lonel.

How can such a person be able to kill the loved ones who raised him?

"Hey!"

After a while, Dongfang Bo’s body suddenly trembled gently.

In this trembling, the original color of his face was gradually replaced by pain.

Then, Boao’s eyes widened, and his eyes were full of incredible and incredible colors, so that he forgot the pain he was suffering, as if he had become a statue, he stood still and motionless. There!

Obviously, he has found the truth!

Jiang Yun is also good, nine lonely strong people, and his face is also showing a nervous color.

The shock of Dongfang Bo continued for several decades, and suddenly closed his eyes and stood there without saying a word.

Jiang Yun’s heart quietly sighed.

Although he also wants to know the truth of the matter, knowing who was killed by the people of the original race, but he is more concerned about the safety of the master.

Today, the master is obviously supposed to have completed the sacrifice, but his soul has not dissipated. This is far more important for Jiang Yun than the truth.

Finally, in the expectation of everyone, Dongfang Bo slowly said: "They, die because of me!"

The simple six words make the eyes of Jiang Yun and the powerful strongmen soar.

Especially Jiang Yun, the face is even more revealing the color of relief.

It is naturally two different concepts to die because of Dongbo and to be killed by Dongfang Bo.

The lonely old man couldn’t help but ask: "How did they die?"

Dongfang Bo slowly opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yundao: "Little brother, help the master brother!"

Jiang Yun nodded hard: "Master, you said!"

"Search my soul, help me with the memory I just found, show it!"

Jiang Yun’s face showed a hesitation. Today’s Oriental Bo has not only become a soul, but also a crack, and the fragile is like a porcelain man.

Once an external force enters his soul, it is very likely that his soul will be completely broken by a little carelessness.

However, Jiang Yun also knows that if the memory is not revealed, let the masters do not believe it.

What's more, if you don't try to search for the soul of the master brother, then the nine strong strong people will definitely be shot, and they can rest assured that other people will search the soul of the master.

Therefore, Jiang Yun can only nod and say: "Okay, but if the master is dangerous, then I will give up immediately!"

"Master brother believes in you!" Dongfang Bo closed his eyes.

Jiang Yun no longer spoke, but turned to look at the nine lonely strong.

Now he is still in the entanglement of the Runelight, and the soul power is equally unusable.

After the nine strong men looked at each other, the only woman reached out and saw the light of the rune in the stone monument under her body, which suddenly faded.

Jiang Yun also immediately felt that his soul was free from bondage, but other forces still could not be used.

Now Jiang Yun can't take care of this. The gods immediately came out of the body and turned into a silk thread, carefully rushing toward the body of Dongfang Bo.

Jiang Yun's life fire has completed nine nirvana, the soul and the gods are all powerful to the extreme, and the control is naturally more handy, so that Dongbo has almost no feeling.

"Hey!"

After the interest rate, Dong Bo’s head has been condensed with a picture.

In the picture, there is a world and a magnificent altar of heaven and earth.

However, this altar of heaven and earth is neither a true sacred object nor a counterfeit, just an ordinary building piled up with countless stones.

Obviously, this world should be the world where the lonely people lived.

At this moment, the altar is surrounded by three layers, and the outer three layers are full of people, and there are tens of thousands.

But so many people, but there is no sound of the sound, making this place quiet and terrible.

Because all of them are focused on the ground of the altar.

There, there was a child lying down, though with his eyes open, but there was no fascination in his eyes, just like a pool of stagnant water.

Moreover, his thin body is gradually becoming transparent at a slow rate.

Seeing this scene, whether it is Jiang Yun or nine strong strong people, the eyes are shining.

Just now, when Dong Bo stepped into the light of the runes, his body was the same.

Naturally, this child is the Oriental Bo of the year.

Surrounded by him is the ethnic group!

Although the nine lonely strong people still don't understand what happened to Dongfang Bo when they were young, Jiang Yun has some understanding.

Dongfang Bo was actually dead at the time of his birth.

Although the strong of the Nine people forced him to stay in the birthplace and created a flesh for him.

But obviously, this flesh does not fit his soul, and his life is also unstable.

At that time, Dongfang Bo did not fall asleep, but was on the verge of death!

In the picture, the ethnic groups of the lonely people looked at the Oriental Bo, which is almost like a dead man, and his face has a different look.

Some people are nervous, some people worry, some people are indifferent, and even people are disgusted!

Finally, there was an elder who slowly opened his mouth and broke the dead: "You, in just a few years, the East is already dead for the seventh time."

Upon hearing this sentence, Jiang Yun said in his heart: "It turned out that the real name of the master is called Oriental Silence. Later, after meeting Master, he changed to Oriental Bo!"

The elders went on to say: "When the old family left, they said that the Eastern Silence is the life of nine deaths."

"If he goes through two more situations, then he will die completely."

"Over the years, we have tried various methods, but there is no way to avoid his death."

"The only last thing left is to carry out the sacrifice of death and use our soul and flesh to help his soul and body fit perfectly."

The voice of the old man fell, and the faces of the surrounding ethnic groups all changed.

Even Jiang Yun also noticed that the nine lonely strongmen above the nine stone tablets also changed their face.

Everyone thinks that there are only nine sacrifices for the monks, only nine days, but in fact, there are ten times.

The tenth sacrifice day is also known as the death sacrifice!

Because it is the whole of all of you.

After the sacrifice is completed, it will usher in death!

However, because of this, the rewards of the days that the death sacrifice can be obtained can only be given to others.

Therefore, the sacrifice of death is simply a sacrifice of self-denial and fulfillment of others!

In the picture, for the elders, all the ethnic minorities remain silent and silent.

Beyond the screen, Jiang Yun and the nine lonely strongmen also remained silent.

In fact, when they saw it, they almost always knew what happened next.

It is inevitable that the Mozu tribe finally agreed to the words of the elders, and displayed the sacrifice of death, letting the Oriental Bo live.

At this time, Dongfang Bo also said: "Well, the younger brother, you should be able to guess the things behind, you don't have to continue watching!"

Jiang Yun nodded, but when he wanted to wave his hand to the memory of the master, he suddenly found out.

In the picture, there is a familiar figure in the eyes of Dongfang Bona!