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An ominous wind blows through Li Jing's world's most prestigious secret realm of the soul.

Not long after, the originally sunny sky was covered with dark clouds in a blink of an eye, as if thunder could be heard in the distance. Most of the monks present had experienced thunder calamity, although they knew that the thunder would not fall on them Even the rain won't fall on my body, but my heart is still shaking and I have lingering fears.

As the name suggests, if a monk wants to enter this secret realm, he must give up his body and enter with his soul, and the secret realm is mostly an illusion, there is no external weather law, and there is a gentle moon all year round. In addition to the countless chances, elixir, and spirit beasts, there is one point that outside monks are rushing to-the moonlight in the Lishun Secret Realm has the magical effect of nourishing people's souls. A small effect, as long as it acts on the soul, is qualified to be called one of the best things in the cultivation world.

The Patriarch of the Pill Sect, who is known as the "Pill Ancestor" in the world, is still held in the altar because of refining a elixir that is said to be able to enhance the soul of the person, and no one dares to make a stunt.

But now the soul-nourishing moonlight that should have enveloped everyone was firmly covered by dense dark clouds, and a single ray of light fell from among the clouds, which happened to cover the person surrounded by everyone.

The man was wearing a white brocade robe, with delicate totem embroidery resembling a crescent moon on the sleeves of both arms, and dark auspicious clouds tattooed on the cuffs and necklines. It was the unique clothing of the core disciples of the Qingyue Sect, the largest sect in this world. .His eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was calm, as if he had betrayed his relatives overnight, fell from the favored son of heaven to the swamp, and was cast aside by thousands of people, which had never happened to him.At this time, the body outside the country disappeared, and the soul inside the country was captured by the soul-fixing clock.

He is at the end of the day, at the end of the road.

Others avoid them like snakes and scorpions, but only the moonlight, which everyone desires, turns into a bunch of life-like huddles, lingering around that person like wolves and tigers, covering that person in a white glow, which was originally the world The rare and unique appearance of Lang Yan has been further improved, every trace is like a white jade carving.

However, someone was blinded by jealousy and hated his calm appearance the most, and shouted loudly.

"The devil! Hurry up and catch him!" He shouted, deliberately waking up those around him who couldn't help but be taken by that person's appearance and temperament. In fact, no one knows better than him where this once proud son of heaven is now. It's the end of his crossbow, just because he is confident that no one can escape the power of the soul-fixing bell, not to mention that this person's physical body outside the country was destroyed by his own hands, just to cut off all his escape routes and drive him into a desperate situation, it is best I can see how miserable he is!

Who told him to block his way at the beginning, and to push himself everywhere, don't blame him now for letting him never stand up!

Although the cost of the soul-fixing clock is too great, and once it is activated, the consequences cannot be borne by him alone, but when he thinks that he can get rid of this stumbling block that has been stuck in his heart for several years, he feels that everything can be tolerated.

The owner of the heaven-defying artifact, the Dinghun Bell, is exactly this person. This person is dressed in a white brocade robe embroidered with auspicious clouds. He is also a disciple of the Qingyue Sect. It is he who deliberately revealed the secret of Yan Yunshan—that is, the demon head—to other monks. , and add oil and vinegar, and finally rely on the right time and place to successfully subdue this person.

Who made him carry the treasure that everyone would be jealous of, and let himself discover it?Jiang Cheng smiled secretly, with a heartbroken look on his face, "Senior brother Yan, as long as you force out the lotus heart demon pill in your soul sea, I and all the monks will not kill you, but if you are obsessed and don't regret it, then Just stop blaming the younger brother for not remembering the love of the past!"

[Hey, hypocrite, I'm still pretending at this time. ]

Hearing this, Yan Yunshan's face remained unchanged, but the familiar voice sounded in the sea of ​​souls as expected, but this voice was still as usual that only he could perceive it.

Under the increasing pressure of the Dinghun Zhong, he raised his eyes to look at the faces around him who were either jealous or heartbroken, most of them were his former Taoist friends and teachers, his heart was very peaceful, and he only sighed, He closed his eyes again in the vast light.

[Hey wait!You bald donkey, don't you want to catch it without a fight? ] The sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became turbulent due to the struggle of another soul. Yan Yunshan opened his eyes, as if a black mist flashed past his clear eyes. Firmly imprisoned in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

[Vald donkey, are you crazy?Those disgusting people are obviously trying to kill and seize treasure!Hurry up and let me go out and kill them, I don't want to die with you living Bodhisattva! ]

However, no matter how much he yelled, Yan Yunshan still didn't seem to hear anything. Although he was hidden in the depths of the living bald donkey's soul sea, he also vaguely felt the tendency of his soul to collapse. One can imagine this state the pain of a seemingly peaceful man.That feeling is like completely crushing a living person under a huge mountain, and can clearly feel the process of being squeezed and annihilated bit by bit.

Obviously, the owner of the Dinghun Bell really wants to make them disappear at all costs and annihilate them in this place, and has already begun to implement it.

Black Soul is also a part of Yan Yunshan.That's right, what no one knows is that Senior Brother Yan, who has the best qualifications in Qing Yuezong, accidentally became a twin soul after a certain incident in the past, and the two souls still tend to be independent. Of course, up to now However, the black-hearted Yan Yunshan still failed to seize this physical body, or succeeded in going out independently, so that now he is facing the tragic ending of going with Yan Yunshan, who he regards as cowardly and pedantic.

Could it be... is it really going to dissipate like this?

He is not willing!

……

To succeed.Jiang Cheng also didn't expect things to go so smoothly, he was ecstatic when he looked at the once aloof elder brother who was held in front of him by the Dinghun Bell.

I saw that the soul of Yan Yunshan, who had been reduced to the meat of the chopping board, had already begun to disintegrate, and the contours of his limbs changed from solid to virtual, and gradually became transparent. In the beam of moonlight, he could clearly see the light spots floating all over the sky around him, cruel and beautiful, like countless The fireflies lingering around him reluctantly.

The people around couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

It turned out that a transparent lotus flower slowly bloomed on the top of Yan Yunshan's head. The nine-fold petals were layered and lifelike. The things hidden in the lotus heart were also exposed to everyone's sight as it bloomed. A golden lotus flower exuding a strange light Dan slowly revealed its full form.

Use the sea of ​​souls as the soil, and use merit as the nourishment.

The flower of the sea of ​​souls that blooms when the host's soul flies away is extremely holy, but it is also extremely confusing.

It is the legendary lotus heart of the Ninefold Divine Lotus that can make monks ascend to immortality in one step after being refined!

this is mine!Jiang Cheng's eyes were red and his face was ferocious.

Yan Yunshan, who had already turned translucent, suddenly opened his eyes, which had been gently closed, and looked into the sky in the distance with unknown meaning. At that moment, there seemed to be some changes in his clear and indifferent eyes. Looks brighter below.

The translucent soul body opened its mouth as if to say something, but because it was already on the verge of dissipating, no one knew.

In addition to the weakness of another jet-black soul, I heard something vaguely.

"...Is he here?..."

……

Jiang Cheng felt the huge aura exploding above, and his face changed drastically. He didn't care about the magic weapon, and tried his best to escape the range covered by the aura with everyone, but no matter how far he ran, he couldn't avoid it.

I saw a big crack at the end of the sky, the moonlight had dispersed, and the full moon was gone, leaving only the glow of the sky.

Everyone present was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery, the surrounding aura was unstable, everything was sluggish, and even the space seemed to be collapsing. There is only one situation—this secret realm is about to collapse!

Who is it that Sheng Sheng destroyed the secret realm with such a frenzied sword? !

After the glaring white light disappeared, most of the people here who could be regarded as the favored ones in the cultivation world were overwhelmed. When they noticed the strangeness under them, they touched Frost with their hands. Jiang Cheng looked up in a daze, it wasn't just his Below him, everything he could see was covered in snow-white frost in an instant, and it became a completely white expanse, so unclean.

Just above this piece of frost, amidst the sky full of ice and snow, there is a person who stands alone and is extremely eye-catching.

The man's long jet black hair, which was tucked up and loose on his back, looks like the flowing Mo River from a distance, and the same snow-white hairband is blown by the wind. It's hard for others to compare with just a startling silhouette.

He walked in front of Yan Yunshan, but it happened to be a step too late. The lotus flower above his head had withered, leaving only a dim golden core spinning, and there were only scattered firefly spots on the original figure sitting cross-legged.

The man in white just flicked his fingers, and the soul-fixing bell, an artifact that imprisoned and tortured Yan Yunshan for a long time, began to crack in an instant. In less than two breaths, it was completely shattered into iron sand, and finally returned to a pile of ordinary dust that could no longer be ordinary.

Just in time to see this scene, Jiang Cheng's eyes were tearing apart!

The man in white clasped his hands together, and received the bleak golden elixir, including the firefly, into his palm. Then he looked at this side in a blink of an eye, but he just glanced at it lightly, and didn't seem to take them seriously at all. In the blink of an eye, that person was no longer there.

Within two breaths, they heard the words left by the man, "Forgive me and forgive me, I will take his remnant soul away."

The crowd didn't slow down for a long time, and after a while, some of them guessed the identity of this person while looking at each other.

"'Quiet snow in ten directions, a shadow in the sky'...could it be Patriarch Qinghui who hasn't been born in Bodhi Gate for a long time?"

……

A figure squatted in front of the loess, holding it up carefully, but the soil and sand were scattered from the fingers one by one.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, how should he explain the whereabouts of the artifact to his master?He thought of the various methods of his master, if he knew that he had destroyed his treasure...

Fear, terror, panic flashed across his face... All emotions finally turned into deep hatred.

The author has something to say:

A certain soul: (idiot's face ←Wait, where did the light come from???) To be held in the palm of that person, so happy.

I don't care, I'm calling madly for Mr. Wen! ! !