The World That Tao Rules

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Xuanyuanxing, who was in the blood vessel congealing fat, had his eyes wide-open, and he didn't know if it was because of the fat congealing color, or because of his anger, he was already blood red.

As Jiang Yun's senior, he and Dongfang Bo, Situ Jing, and Jiang Yun had four lives.

Although they are now separated from each other, they can have a soul-derived feeling between them.

And now, this kind of induction has been broken!

Coupled with the seven words Jiang Gongwang said, Xuanyuanxing also heard clearly, so at this moment, he wanted to get out of the blood clotting, and wanted to find Jiang Yun.

However, Ji Kongfan's words, as well as the palm pressed firmly on his shoulder, gradually calmed him down and closed his eyes again.

Indeed, his strength is too weak, even if the person who killed Jiang Yun stood in front of him, he would not be able to avenge Jiang Yun at all.

Seeing Xuanyuanxing finally calm down, Ji Kongfan looked up at Wang Lao and said, "Senior, is Jiang Yun really dead?"

Wang Lao shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"But the Jiang clan members can sense Jiang Yun's blood connection. Since even Jiang Gongwang said so, he should have come, and had an accident."

Ji Kongfan nodded and said: "Then please seniors send me out!"

Forget about the old and asked: "What are you going to do?"

Ji Kongfan smiled slightly and said, "I said, go kill!"

"If Jiang Yun is really dead, then I will kill some of his enemies and pay homage to him. If he is still alive, then I will take it as a practice for the upcoming competition!"

When the voice fell, Ji Kongfan had already stepped out of the blood clotting.

As Ji Kongfan walked out, a whirlpool appeared faintly around his body, and an aura that made Wang Lao moved.

For this breath, Wang Lao is no stranger to it, it is... the breath of death!

At this moment, Ji Kongfan seems to have once again become the patriarch of Nirvana who once smashed the realm!

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Not only the Hundred Clan Alliance, but at this moment has fallen into the shock of the news of Jiang Yun's death, even the plants in the four realms, at this moment, suddenly shook without wind and spontaneously.

Especially in a jungle, an inconspicuous big tree, the whole torso was trembling slightly.

Naturally, this is an immortal tree!

She gave Jiang Yun a piece of immortal leaf, and she could always be in touch with the immortal leaf.

And now, she couldn't even feel the breath of the immortal leaf.

The voice of the Great Monster Slaughter rang from the body of the Immortal Tree: "There are not many people who can kill Jiang Yun. Could it be that he went to some special place that you can't sense?"

The shaking of the Immortal Tree became more violent, obviously telling the Great Monster Slaughter that it was not what he thought.

The Great Monster Slaughter sighed, and then said: "If Jiang Yun really falls, then the entire fantasy domain, including the Four Realms, will be unsafe."

"In this way, I will immediately let my deity return, unlock the demon seal in your body, and help you...become an emperor."

Just as the voice of Emperor Slaughter Demon fell, among the heavens, Ye Guchen, the demon refiner suddenly raised his head and looked up, then quietly stepped towards a certain direction.

Except for the immortal tree, in the depths of the emperor's mausoleum, Dongfang Bo, who was sleeping, suddenly moved slightly.

This made Dongfang Ling'er, who was always guarding his side, hurriedly looked over, and suddenly discovered that Dongfang Bo's face was distorted and sweat was all over his forehead, as if he had had a nightmare.

Dongfang Linger said softly: "Big Brother Dongfang, it's okay, it's okay, you are dreaming, nothing happened."

I don’t know if Dongfang Ling’er’s voice has the effect, or Dongfang Bo’s nightmare has disappeared, his face has returned to normal, but there is a soft, dreamy voice in his mouth: "Old fourth, no more!"

In the ancient land of the bitter domain, or even in a certain world of the illusion real domain, the two old faces suddenly changed at this moment.

The Ninety One, who has always been sitting next to Gu Bulao, sensed the anomaly of Gu Bulao. He opened his eyes and looked at Gu Bulao and said, "It's rare to see you so gaffe!"

Gu Bu Lao didn't even pay attention to the ridicule of the Great Nirvana. He just kept muttering in his heart: "Why did the ancient mark I gave to Yun'er suddenly disappear?"

As for the Gu Bu Lao in the ancient land, he suddenly said slowly: "Gu Wa, Gu Zhu, you two will immediately go to the Magic Realm, looking for the trail before Yun'er falls."

"It's best to find someone who kills him. If you can't find it, you will put this account on the original family, destroy the realm of illusion, kill a member of the original family, and send Yun'er off!"

As the ancient voice fell, a man's voice sounded beside him: "Zun Gu, I'm afraid this is wrong?"

"We don't care, but this will inevitably lead to revenge from the original family. You have tolerated it so far..."

Before the man’s voice was finished, Gu Bulao had already interrupted, “I’m Jiang Yun’s master, if I’m not for forbearance, why do you need to go to the realm of fantasy, go quickly!”

Two voices suddenly sounded: "Yes!"

Gu Bu Lao slowly closed his eyes.

In the domain of suffering, at a special entrance to the realm of illusion, two figures rushed in as fast as lightning, without noticing them. Behind them, a vague figure stood watching them. .

Until the two figures entered the realm of illusion, the vague figure did not make any movements, but stood there quietly, and said leisurely: "Honorable person, although this realm of illusion is already your world , But you want to grab my fruit, it's not that easy!"

In an area filled with light bands of various colors, there was a figure walking fast. Suddenly, the figure staggered, stopped, suddenly looked back, and looked behind him.

The endless light fell on her face, it was Situ Jing.

Situ Jing naturally felt that the connection with Jiang Yun had been broken, making her face pale, and she muttered, "Have you finally taken the shot?"

But at this moment, her eyes suddenly condensed, the expression in her eyes disappeared and she became numb.

After a while, she nodded stupidly and said, "Yes, father!"

At the same time, in the domain of suffering, the fuzzy figure disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

There was a dead silence inside the lost tree.

Song Juewu looked blankly at where Jiang Yun stood before, no one knew what she was thinking.

However, for the ending of Jiang Yun's killing, Song Juewu had obviously expected it a long time ago.

If it were replaced by someone else being killed, Song Juewu could at least show some sympathy or sadness.

But the person killed was Jiang Yun, but Song Juewu didn't dare to show the slightest expression.

Because she couldn't let Yun Xihe see it, which caused Yun Xihe to doubt herself.

Yun Xihe looked calm, and glanced at Huo Duming, who had fallen from the statue, but didn't make another move.

After that, he looked at Song Juewu and said, "Where is the main fruit lost?"

Song Juewu stretched out her hand and pointed at Jiang Yun, and said faintly: "It was snatched away by him, now, it should be gone."

Yun Xihe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the place where Jiang Yun had disappeared. He didn't say anything. He turned around, stepped away from the body of the lost tree, and appeared on the sky of the ancestor-seeking world.

The vague figure still standing there hurried forward, bowed to Yun Xihe, and did not dare to ask.

Yun Xihe said lightly: "Then Jiang Yun is dead, close this lost ancient world!"

After speaking, Yun Xihe ignored the disappearance of the blurry figure at all, turned around again, and disappeared.

Therefore, he did not see that after he said this sentence, the body of the vague figure suddenly trembled, and he stretched out his hand to cover his chest.

The vague figure was distorted for a while, and the body was swaying. It seemed that he could not stand firmly until he finally sat in the void with his mouth open and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

With this blood spurting out, his vague figure turned out to be a little clear.

But he didn't notice it. In those white eyes, tears couldn't stop streaming from his eyes, staring at the blood he spit out, blurring his eyes, and muttering: "Why?"

"Why did my heart hurt so much when I heard the news of Jiang Yun's death?"