War Songs of Boundless World

"Ha ha, don't worry. I'm not greedy for a God."

Yuyanglin looks indifferent. A spirit of the strong in the illusory and virtual world can make the strong in the illusory and virtual world disown. Even for the strong in the real and virtual world, a spirit of the strong in the illusory and virtual world is enough to kill people.

"This is to save the Donghua elder, and the foreign evil spirits are the enemies of the human race, but it's a pity..." Yu Yanglin looks at the Yuanshen of the Donghua Taoist and shakes his head slightly.

Suddenly, Houji and wuyangzi are in a state of mind. They are a little frightened. They are looking closely at yuyanglin and slowly raise the Donghua Taoist yuan Shen in their hands.

"The evil spirit's way of seizing and giving up is more rapid, terrifying and thorough than I thought. The soul of Donghua's predecessors has been swallowed up by the evil spirit, leaving this God behind."

Yu Yanglin's words made Hou Ji and Wu Yangzi tremble and look at a loss,

The evil spirit tixi's way of taking over is more terrifying than the evil spirit Tibo that yuyanglin met in Kunlun lake and lurked in the body of Nanyun valley. As soon as Donghua Taoist was invaded, they almost had no resistance.

I'm afraid the only way to deal with evil spirits is not to let them enter the Dharma body or the body.

"However, there is still a trace of soul breath left in the spirit of Donghua's predecessors, which can be inspired by me, so that Donghua Taoists can show their last time of life."

As Yu Yang Lin spoke, he turned his hand.

The spirit of the Donghua Taoist seems to have passed away, hanging cross knee in front of the crowd.

Yuyanglin drank in his heart, and gave a direction to Donghua Taoist yuan Shen.

As soon as the spirit of the Yuan Dynasty was bright, the light of the Yuan Dynasty suddenly appeared on the surface of the spirit of the Yuan Dynasty.

Hou Ji's voice choked, her eyes trembled, her body trembled slightly, and she seemed to have felt that her master, Taoist Donghua, was about to fall.

However, Wu Yangzi was looking at the Donghua Taoist closely, with an unwilling look and fierce anger. His eyes were full of murderous intention, and there was a huge hatred intended to brew, as if he wanted to kill all the foreign evil spirits.

Ge Changsheng, a soldier with no evil, looks solemn and sorrowful.

They are all strong men of extraordinary cultivation. Can't you see that the Donghua Taoist has run out of oil and lights, and now it's just a flash in the pan.

But they are all determined people, whose disordered mind converges instantly and turns into cold, murderous, firm and stronger belief.

"Thank you, Taoist Yu."

Donghua Taoist's virtual shadow, however, is deeply bowing to Yu Yanglin, with a smile on his face, as if he had been understood.

"Senior Donghua, your soul breath can only exist for ten breathing times." Yuyanglin looks dignified, and a mysterious samsara envelops the spirit of the Donghua Taoist. He tries to let the Donghua Taoist exist for a longer time, but finds that the soul of the Donghua Taoist can only maintain within ten breaths.

If it wasn't for the fact that the spirit of the Donghua Taoist had broken up, even if there were two or three percent left, Yu Yanglin would be sure to lock the soul of the Donghua Taoist and let it live in another way.

Even after a long time of cultivation, the soul injury can be recovered, and the Dharma body can be re condensed and re cultivated.

But now it's impossible. Broken soul, unable to return to heaven.

"Ten breaths is enough."

Taoist Donghua smiles a little, nods to the Meishan ancestor who has already stepped into the real and virtual world, turns around and looks at Houji, wuyangzi, Ge Changsheng and bingwuye.

"Ji'er, yang'er, you are the pride of your life as a teacher." Donghua Taoist's voice is calm, and there is no madness about to fall: "Ji'er, you are the only one who has stepped on the illusory realm among the 108 disciples, and you can be regarded as a successor."

"Master!" Hou Ji, who is cold in temperament, shows sadness, and the ice flakes flying around seem to be more beautiful.

However, Donghua Taoist looked at Wu Yangzi and said with a smile, "yang'er, don't be too hasty. You are all gifted talents. As long as you are good at life cultivation, you will be able to reach the peak one day and walk out of this void."

"It's a pity in my life that I haven't been able to see the vast expanse of the world for 60000 years, but it's the most proud thing for me to teach you two!"

The body of Donghua Taoist began to dissipate.

"This is a big era. Only the talents who rise up in this big era are the real people. Maybe you can step out of the world."

"Ji Er, Yang Er, as a teacher, nothing can be left to you. Only this God of God contains what is the essence of life's practice and the understanding of heaven and earth. Refining together will help you step into the realm of truth and emptiness in the future. "

The dim shadow of Donghua's humanity suddenly dissipates and slowly dissipates into countless weak stars.

Houji's ice flower lotus stand suddenly scattered, kneeling in the air, ice like eyes, flashing endless glaciers, no son is left tears, condensed into beads, fell into the endless abyss.

"Strive to become stronger, carry forward our Qingxu sect, set up our mind for heaven and earth, and set up our destiny for the human race!"

Donghua Taoist's voice reverberates in the starry night sky.

"Martial uncle, I will become stronger. I only want to kill all the evil spirits in this life!" Wu Yangzi was red in his eyes. The purpose of terror killing was to stir up in his body and even burst out.

"Donghua!"

The elder of Meishan sighed slightly. Although they are not friends with the Donghua Taoist, they are at least acquaintances. Moreover, the Donghua Taoist died on the way to kill the evil spirits. They are strong men worthy of respect from all the people.

"Falling on the road of seeking Tao is the best destination for those who practice Tao."

"Donghua Taoist yuan Shen, you put it away."

Yuyanglin held the Yuanshen of Donghua Taoist, and said slightly: "although the surging energy has been blocked by me, it's just simply sealed. It's not suppressed by powerful power. After a long time, the Taoist rhyme will gradually dissipate."

Houji takes over the Yuanshen of the Donghua Taoist, and looks sad, which makes her cold and proud temperament even colder. However, Houji turns around and hands the already unconscious Yuanshen of the Donghua Taoist to wuyangzi, who is still kneeling in the air and weeping blood.

"Younger martial brother, your potential and talent are better than mine. Moreover, I have stepped into the illusory realm. The spirit of the master is more useful to you than to me."

"Elder martial sister!"

The red awn in wuyangzi's eyes gradually dissipated and turned into a sharp edge like a knife. Looking at Yuanshen, a peaceful looking Donghua Taoist, who was meditating with his eyes closed, he clenched his fists.

"Martial uncle treats me as if I were my own. It's because I was taken away by evil spirits. I'm ashamed of martial uncle!"

Wu Yangzi's face was firm, his eyes were sharp, and he took over the Yuanshen of the Donghua Taoist with trembling hands: "but I will become stronger, and I will become stronger together with my martial uncle, kill evil spirits, and step out of the vast territory."

Yuyanglin and Meishan ancestors can feel that Wu Yangzi's temperament has slightly changed. Just as Wu Yang said, in the process of cultivation, he may gradually change the incarnation of Tao for some reasons.

Whether it's good or bad depends on the nature of wuyangzi.

Chang Yi, Chen Qianjun and Xue Hanli also look solemn, and can feel the heaviness of Wu Yangzi.

"Four, we are going to leave the Shenzhuo heaven and withdraw from the Wuzhuo heaven. What are your plans?" Yu Yanglin asked.

"Yu Daoyou, we were going to leave, but our exit is in the third layer of Xinzhuo heaven."

Hou Ji once again condenses the ice lotus terrace, kneeling on it, like an ice sculpture jade man, seems to be feeling her own Tao rhyme all the time.

"Master Meishan, ladies and gentlemen," Hou Ji said, looking at Yu Yanglin and others, and clasping her fists slightly, "we should remember our kindness, and we should be eager to leave the five turbid heaven, so let's say goodbye."

"Well, maybe it won't be long before we meet again in jiaziwudao!" Yuyanglin and others are also slightly clasping, Houji's potential is enough to be proud of the world's heroes.

Hou Ji nods, rolls up Wu Yangzi, Ge Changsheng, Bing wuyei, chasing the blood moon in the sky, ready to enter the third layer of the five turbid heaven and leave the five turbid heaven.