Within the green air, it seems like the primordial chaos.
Song Yin waved his hands and tore apart a ball of green gas. He rolled his body and drilled a hole. As he moved, white fire spread and burned away the thick green gas, revealing a large gap around him.
Pop.
Song Yin turned his head and saw Yang Jun's human figure suddenly appear behind him. One hand reached out to his lower back. The five fingers were like fire, thunder, lightning and wind, which turned into green gas and dispersed, piercing through the clothes on his lower back. However, the five fingers only reached his flesh and only embedded a little bit, but could not even penetrate the skin.
Song Yin simply twisted his waist and swung his hands, pressing down Yang Jun's head like lightning, and a ball of white fire appeared, burning it clean.
However, within the green air, Yang Jun's figure soon reappeared. At this moment, his face was gloomy, and he said:
"I admit defeat. What do you have to do to let me go?"
"impossible."
Song Yin shook his head and said, “Even if the heaven and earth collapse, I will not let you go!”
As he spoke, he threw a punch, and the white light blasted the human figure to pieces, and also created a passage for the green air in front.
The green air once again revealed Yang Jun's figure. He looked extremely painful and roared fiercely, "You will be punished. You will be attacked by everyone in the world. Your dojo and your family will all disappear because of you!"
“I don’t know whether I am lucky or not.”
Song Yin's hands did not stop, and he continued to tear at the green energy around him. "I have never seen my parents, and I came here without any karma. It was the master who found me and passed on his will to me. I will continue on this path firmly!"
boom!
The white light rose again, blasting away another piece of green gas. At the same time, a crack finally appeared in the space where Song Yin was.
When the crack appeared, Yang Jun's face turned as pale as gold paper, flickering as if he had been hit hard. He covered his chest and took a few steps back, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.
"Stop! Stop! Stop hitting me!"
Yang Jun roared loudly, and the space was filled with thunder and fire rain, but it was useless to deal with Song Yin's body.
Song Yin tore off the torn clothes on his upper body, revealing his strong body. He withstood the falling thunder and waved his arm, which raised a large white hand. He reached forward and tore open a large piece of green air.
The cracks in space are like cracked mirrors that can break at any time.
Yang Jun's figure was swaying in the midst of it, and it seemed that he would disappear at any time.
"Are you not afraid of anything? Do you think the world is as simple as you imagine? Do you think what you see is real? The more determined you are now, the more desperate you will be later!" He roared to himself.
Song Yin looked at Yang Jun and said firmly: "I only know that saving the world is not only the mission of my sect, but also my long-cherished wish! I don't care what is real or simple. Even if there is an abyss ahead, I will smooth the ground and wade out a path!"
"When people come to this world, they have to do something. This road, either I die or I finish it!"
It was not some nonsense or words to encourage each other. Yang Jun could see that this person was serious!
He really has this idea and is taking action.
But why is a Qi Refiner so determined? !
"Why!"
Yang Jun gritted his teeth and said, "All sects in the world are the same. If you follow your way of thinking, all sects in the world are evil in your eyes, and you can't control them all!"
"I can't take care of everything. I still have fellow apprentices, I still have disciples, and I still have a sect!"
Song Yin shouted: "One day, I will wipe you all out!"
Like the sound of a huge bell, Yang Jun's body shook as Song Yin spoke. Song Yin's eyes shone brightly and white mist surrounded his body, like the sun, making the already damaged green space shattered even more severely.
"I will destroy all the evil spirits!"
Inexplicably, a voice burst out from Yang Jun's mind.
It was a young man who joined the Sound and Silent Sect with clenched fists and full of confidence and hope.
He is qualified. The person who introduced him to the sect said that he has the potential to become an immortal and has the talent to confuse the real with the illusory, and is suitable to enter the gate of sound and silence.
Because his family was struck by a disaster caused by evil spirits, no one in the family was left except him. At that time, the Yousheng Wusheng Sect had not yet preached in Nanping State, and he was still a perfect man.
In order to destroy the evil demon and prevent others from becoming like him, he must join a sect and become stronger!
This sect is a good sect that roams the streets and does good things for the weak.
He will definitely be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish!
…
"Master, is this really how we have to practice? Look at those mortals, they are almost coughing to death."
The young man looked at the group of mortals who kept coughing and felt sorry for them.
But there is no other way. If you want to eliminate evil, you need strength. To get strength, you can only practice.
Once the evil spirits are eliminated, there will be no need to practice anymore.
According to his practice, it has only been a few years.
…
"This mortal is interesting. He has so much courage and spirit when he encounters a great disaster. If he were to join my Soundless Sect, he would definitely be able to help me in my cultivation."
The young man grew up and became a more mature adult. He felt happy when he saw the mortal who had undergone a sudden change.
His eyes gradually became dull.
At this time, I have been practicing for several decades.
…
"Mortals? Mortals are like grass. They can be reborn after death. What's there to worry about? What? You don't have enough willpower. Don't you know what to do? Look at that family. They are doing well. Just target them. Once such people encounter a big change, they will have a lot of willpower."
The middle-aged man had a calm expression and pointed at the mortal family as if he was pointing at a group of pigs and dogs.
He is about to build his foundation and become a land immortal, so he has to intensify his training. It is said that the sects in neighboring countries have been very active recently, and he does not want to become cannon fodder.
Only by reaching the level of immortal on land can one live happily and not perish.
Long-cherished wish
My long-cherished wish is to become a land immortal!
In this way, six hundred years passed in a flash.
The world has changed dramatically, things and people have changed, his hometown has turned into a swamp, and his old friends have long since turned into ashes. The only thing that accompanies him is his magic power, and nothing else.
There are no ordinary people anymore.
…
"ah"
Yang Jun lowered his head, staring at his hands that were about to become futile and shattered, and a hint of realization appeared in his eyes.
He was like this back then.
I have long forgotten what he wanted to do in the first place.
"I"
"You evil man, die!"
He raised his head and was about to say something when he saw the figure as big as the sun reach out and grab, and a white flame exploded into the sky, completely extinguishing the already faded green energy.
Kacha!
The space shattered, like broken pieces of glass falling to the ground, falling off piece by piece, and Yang Jun's body also shattered at this moment, disintegrated into debris, disappeared into the space, and was never seen again.
The blue sky suddenly disappeared, leaving the sky the same as before. The only difference was that a white shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, so bright that people dared not look directly at it.
Just like the sun in the sky, it is majestic and oppressive, blazing brightly in the center, illuminating all darkness.
Song Yin moved and headed straight towards the palace, "There is another evil way!"