The [Phaseless Karma Cauldron], which was already somewhat dim, suddenly became brighter.
The sounds of wooden fish and Sanskrit sounds, which seemed far away but seemed near, also suddenly became louder, lingering between heaven and earth.
Painful groans came from the muddy water.
Lu Xingyuan was shocked.
Through the [Phaseless Karma Cauldron], he could already feel that the soul resonance of Mieshi Banhun and Luo Yunxiao was getting more and more synchronized.
Just a little bit, just a little bit to make it.
Can the World Exterminating Half Soul taken out this time be killed
Will he finally be able to fulfill his master's entrustment
when!
when! !
when! ! !
The heavy and deep sound of the bell rang in Lu Xingyuan's ears, making his movements of forming seals and chanting scriptures suddenly stop.
The first reaction in my mind was, what is this sound
So familiar, yet so strange!
It seemed that he had heard it one day long ago, a thousand years ago.
Lu Xingyuan's pupils shrank for a while, and he looked down with an expression of disbelief on his face.
I saw bubbles popping out of the turbid sea water and rolling gently.
Immediately afterwards, a blood-stained figure slowly stood up from the sea water.
The sand covered his hair and clothes.
Blood soaked every inch of his skin.
The slender figure swayed slightly, thin and weak, dirty and miserable.
But under the messy and drenched long hair, there was a pair of blood-red eyes, looking at Lu Xingyuan without blinking.
Lu Xingyuan staggered and almost fell to the ground.
A biting chill rose from every inch of his bones, and all the blood faded from his face.
At this moment, he finally understood why the bell sounded so familiar.
The bell of heaven and earth rings, and the Nine Ghosts sing.
That is, the death knell ringing for the creatures of heaven and earth, and all beings of the Three Realms!
That belongs exclusively to the Demon of Extermination of the World—Ghost Bell!
Luo Yunxiao on the opposite side stepped forward.
The mud and blood all over his body dissipated, revealing his peerless face that could turn the world upside down.
But that black hair, like ink like a waterfall, has turned into blood-like white.
A night of broken liver and intestines, a night of grief and gray hair.
The long hair hangs down, and it seems to merge with the white clothes fluttering in the wind.
Bright as the bright moon, not stained by a speck of dust.
But there was a pair of crimson and cold blood pupils, mixed in a piece of spotless white.
So dazzling, so breathtaking.
Lu Xingyuan suddenly held his right hand with his left hand, causing his body to stop trembling uncontrollably.
He is not cowardly, but instinct makes him feel unmatched and irresistible fear from the bottom of his heart.
Is this the 100,000-year reincarnation, the endless life-destroying demon
Is this the existence that even the master is afraid of
But how could this be
Luo Yunxiao did not have a [sympathy] with Mieshi Banhun.
He actually completely absorbed Mieshi Banhun, and fused his own soul with Mieshi Banhun.
Lu Xingyuan couldn't imagine what would happen next.
But he knows one thing very clearly.
He screwed things up.
Under his persecution and torture, Luo Yunxiao failed to complete the robbery in the world of mortals, but instead became a real world-destroying demon.
If he were allowed to leave alive, what kind of catastrophe would the three thousand sentient beings face
What face does he have when he goes back to the Great Compassion Temple to see his master
"Master, didn't you always hope that my soul would be blackened by the dark and filthy, and synchronized with the half-destroyed soul?"
The young man's voice was still cold and indifferent, but it was like a clash of jade and stone, indescribably magnetic and moving.
As he walked forward, he carefully arranged the clothes on his body.