Novels that are not written clearly are fools!

Reverend Chongyun's expression froze instantly, and no one thought that the magic cultivator would suddenly pinch Reverend Chongyun's Nascent Soul, and Reverend Chongyun couldn't even blew himself up.

"Master——" Su Ling's expression twisted, obviously her master did not die in the previous life, at least her master was still there before she died.

Why just a ten-year delay...everything has changed?

Ye Jiuqi grabbed Su Ling who was about to rush up, rushing up now would undoubtedly be his death, suddenly there was a blue light on Daoist Chongyun's body,

"Even if I can't blow myself up, you don't even want to get my soul, old ghost with green face!" Daoist Chongyun said while changing his spells. He was using his life to deploy spells, and the aura around him kept rising.

He... is dissipating his cultivation base and soul.

The blue-faced old ghost's face became even more ferocious. He didn't expect Chongyun to do this, but he couldn't stop him. The battle with Chongyun Daoist had already consumed most of his strength, and the last blow was even worse. After consuming all his strength, he thought he could get the soul, but he didn't expect Master Chongyun to have such a means.

Ye Jiuqi looked up, slightly surprised.

The art of dispersing the soul, this is the fairy method. Legend has it that there was once a pair of immortals and Taoists who stayed together for tens of thousands of years. But in a battle, the female fairy lost her life, and at the same time the soul disappeared in the world The male fairy was in great pain, but he couldn't blew himself up. The celestial lord's self-destruction might cause turmoil in the space, and it might be another catastrophe. So he thought for thousands of years in their former cave, and finally created this An immortal method, dissipating all his cultivation bases, his body and soul together, not entering reincarnation, dissipating between heaven and earth, just to chase his lost love.

That fairy art was not expected to be passed down, but Ye Jiuqi remembered that in the original novel, the protagonist only saw this fairy art in the fairy world, and did not expect that there was also a lower world...

Not to mention that the person who used this would be Chongyun Daoist.

How much firm belief does it take to get rid of my soul, and what kind of mood does it take to see my soul fly away?

Reverend Chongyun's body became shriveled and old with the disappearance of his cultivation, because his soul was gone. Ye Jiuqi pulled Su Ling who was in pain, looking at the old man covered in blood, he wondered What, Ye Sheng looked at Ye Jiuqi, the fighting in the sky still didn't stop at this time, and the surroundings were constantly fighting. In this noisy battlefield, Ye Jiuqi looked at the blood-stained knife and suddenly didn't know why he was fighting up.

Daoist Chongyun lost his life, and more monks lost their lives, but the demon cultivators were still there, and more than 300 people could not beat more than 100 people.

"Qi'er, calm down!" A black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, a demon cultivator had been chopped down by Ye Sheng and lost his breath. At the same time, Ye Sheng frowned at Ye Jiuqi who was in a daze,

[Ye Sheng, why are we fighting? 〕Ye Jiuqi's eyes were ethereal, looking at Ye Sheng,

Ye Sheng was enlightened, and said very seriously: "I'm fighting for you, if you don't know why you are fighting," Ye Sheng paused, the corners of his mouth raised, "Then fight for me!"

The moment the blood contract was made, I was doomed to fight to protect you. If you are confused, then let me be your faith, the faith of your life.

Not as my servant, but as someone who stands shoulder to shoulder with me and fights for me.

Ye Jiuqi was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Ye Sheng to say such a thing. In the past 20 years, he first embarked on the road of cultivating immortals because he wanted to go home, and later, because he wanted to rebuild the branch, he caught the culprit who destroyed the sect. And eager to become stronger, but now he is confused in this battle, this kind of battle has nothing to do with him, he doesn't know why he is fighting.

He looked at the bones of the dead Reverend Chongyun, maybe only the last living people today know what Reverend Chongyun did, maybe Reverend Chongyun disappeared not long after his disappearance, and there is no trace of his existence.

He became stronger, found the culprit, avenged him, and rebuilt the sect?What should he do?Continue to get stronger and go home?

He became stronger and returned home, but is that home still the same?Do the people he knows really want him back?In that world, can he really survive after he is used to the way of life here?

If it goes on like this, his obsession seems fragile and will be broken at the first touch.

So why did he become stronger?What are you fighting for?

This is a strange circle of thinking, and it is also his inner demon, and he inevitably falls into it.

But now this man told him,

Let him fight for him, let him be his obsession.

[I fight for you, and you should also fight for me. 】

Two people who are equal and support each other.

A wonderful emotion arises, an indescribable touch.

It turns out that he can also fight for protection, and it turns out that his battle is also meaningful.

A crazy idea suddenly arises, even the reason is swallowed——

What his sword pointed at was what this man wanted.

〔good. ] The black gold sword is powerful.

The monstrous sword energy surged, and Ye Jiuqi slashed at the young old ghost. He knew that the demon cultivator had no power, and even in the Mahayana period, losing power was nothing.

The young old ghost did not expect to die like this. The devil baby wanted to escape when his body was turned into dust by the sword intent, but was taken into the hands of another person. A breath several times stronger than his was in the palm of the hand He has completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

In fact, Ye Sheng couldn't express how he felt when he saw the word Ye Jiuqi.

It was a feeling as if the chest was about to explode, a sense of excitement that had never been felt before or was about to be forgotten. I really wanted to let this child belong to him completely and branded him. No one could do it. covet.

Su Ling, who was left by the two in the open space, was speechless, as if still immersed in the shock of Master's death, Qingcheng's face was full of sadness that made people sigh,

The breath around her was turbulent, if it wasn't for the barrier that Ye Sheng clothed around her, she would have died under the attack of the demon cultivator in her current state.

Fighting is still going on in the sky, but there is only the golden thread ox already, and another demon cultivator who relied on the golden thread ox to be promoted to Mahayana has been beheaded, but even so, the situation is still grim, because the golden thread ox's enhanced combat ability And the strength of the Mahayana peak.

The two orthodox Mahayana monks were almost unable to hold on. One of them was in the early stage of Mahayana, and the other was in the middle stage of Mahayana. Daoist Chongyun fell, and they could hardly restrain this ferocious monster.

I never thought that this operation would have such a big change.

But the magic cultivator is still gradually decreasing. After all, the advantage in numbers is indelible, but more than two-thirds of the monks of the righteous way have fallen, and less than a hundred people are still fighting, and they are more or less injured.

Most of them are just ordinary monks, and they don't have many cards to save their lives. However, the magic cultivators are fierce and violent, falling into a state of rage, and the righteous monks of the same level are not their opponents at all.

There are still [-] or [-] demon cultivators, and the orthodox cultivators don't care about their posture. These demon cultivators have killed their fellow disciples, their masters or apprentices, and they are already immortal, and the joint siege will never stop. Feeling ashamed, Moxiu gradually dissipated one by one,

The last one is not left.

Even Ye Jiuqi was a little unreal, did they really wipe out those demon cultivators?

All the surviving monks looked up to the sky,

The two Mahayana monks who fought with the golden-threaded bull were already in full swing, restrained everywhere,

I don't know who was the first to take the lead, those monks whose dantian was almost exhausted rushed towards the sky one after another,

Starting to assist the two monks, Ye Jiuqi and Ye Sheng also followed the crowd. Although Su Ling was full of concern, his eyes were more determined, and he followed beside the two.

[Qi'er, the golden thread ox must not die, otherwise there will be a terrible price that I can't even control. I will take the opportunity to take the golden thread away in a while, but then we may be exposed,] Ye Sheng's voice transmission is Ye Jiuqi rang in his mind, [This space cannot imprison me, I will open the space and leave immediately. ] Ye Sheng's expression is not clear, but his tone is serious,

Ye Jiuqi glanced at Su Ling who was next to him out of the corner of his eye, and then at Ye Sheng, the expression on his face was obvious——

What should she do?

Ye Sheng was undetectably angry for a moment,

[Take her away, we'll talk about it later. ]

So, this woman is really an eyesore,

And not yet let her die.

Ye Jiuqi nodded, and then looked at the battlefield again. Among the clouds, there was the golden-haired bull with red eyes but with many scars on its body.

It can't die, but why?

After knowing that the cow couldn't die, Ye Jiuqi didn't put much effort into it. He spent [-]% of his spiritual power in the fierce battle just now, and [-]% was used to escape for a while ←_←

Let me go, shouldn't he have a good relationship with Zhengdao and be admired by others? !Isn't the gap too great to be reduced to the realm of running away? !

Sure enough, there is nothing to develop if you stir up the foundation ←_←

Bah, he didn't mess up.

Under the siege of the crowd, the Golden Line Bull's strength was getting weaker and weaker, and the redness in his eyes was slowly fading away. Ye Jiuqi knew that the time was almost up,

With a movement of his body, he glanced at Ye Sheng, and grabbed Su Ling's arm with lightning speed. At the same time, Ye Sheng shot out, passed a group of monks, and appeared in front of the golden-threaded bull in an instant, flipping the formula in his hand, covered the head of the golden ox,

"Roar——" With a roar, in front of everyone, Jinxianniu closed his eyes, and at the same time, Ye Sheng took it into the space spirit weapon. With a wave of his hand, Ye Jiuqi was attracted by a pulling force, and he Seeing Su Ling he was grasping, Ye Sheng swiped his hand, a crack in the space appeared, and at the same time, the big formation under it collapsed instantly, holding Ye Jiuqi, and teleported.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and after a group of monks reacted, the three of them had long since disappeared.

Because Ye Jiuqi and Ye Sheng were still wearing disguises, no one knew who they were.

I don't know why they took away the apprentice of Chongyun Daoist and the ferocious monster.

After that, various rumors spread in this city.

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