Time passes day by day, in the vast and endless Origin Mountains, demonic clouds billow in the sky, but this mountain range is still desolate and dead.
A few months ago, countless powerful people from the Demon City stepped into the mountains. Now it is unknown how many people have lost their lives in the mountains. Of course, many people have found the remains of the ancient battlefield and found some artifacts left by the Demon Emperor or the Human Emperor. thing.
Of course, the bigger problem is still the crisis. Many practitioners have been buried in this mountain range of origin.
Ye Futian and the others are still not out of danger. At this time, the previous sword peak has collapsed, and the demonic energy is rolling. Ye Wuchen wants to give up on himself countless times, but for the rest of his life, his body is always shrouded in Buddha's light, and the sound of Buddha continues. It fell into his eardrums, allowing him to see a ray of light in the abyss of pain, struggling in despair.
At this time, the will in his mind seemed to have split, and many personalities appeared. In the fuzzy consciousness space, many phantoms of the will appeared, including a will full of monster aura, and a will full of ghosts. The will to destroy and the will to be cruel and bloodthirsty made him want to go berserk.
Among these wills, there is a white illusory will that seems to be swaying in the wind and rain, as if it may be destroyed at any time.
This is the remnant of his own will, as if it may dissipate and be wiped out at any time.
"Boom..." Many wills rushed towards him again, trying to occupy his will. Then, countless chaotic wills appeared at the same time again. He struggled painfully, with a terrifying bloody light in his eyes.
Yu Sheng sat in front of Ye Wuchen, and saw Ye Wuchen's body rolling on the ground in pain, and his mouth kept making low roars. In the past few months, Ye Wuchen fell into the demon's clutches countless times. Tao, even wanted to kill him, and there were countless times when he wanted to surrender and be completely controlled by the evil intention, but every time when he was desperate, he persisted with that persistence.
The pain he suffered during this period made him unbearable for the rest of his life, and he even wanted to kill him personally to relieve his pain.
There was another roaring sound, and Ye Wuchen jumped up. He was surrounded by terrifying dark air. His whole body was pitch black, and black air currents appeared on his face, as if he was about to fall into the path of the devil. .
His eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light, and he walked towards Yu Sheng step by step, saying: "Kill me."
This pain has no end, and he is afraid that he will completely degenerate and become someone he is not.
It would be better to die than to do so.
Yu Sheng continued to spit out Sanskrit characters, staring at Ye Wuchen.
He raised his steps and walked towards Ye Wuchen. Looking at the evil sword stuck there, Yu Sheng stretched out his palm and held it. This scene made Ye Wuchen's dark eyes tremble. , staring at the rest of his life.
The Buddha's light dissipated, Yu Sheng restrained it, the demonic intention rolled, and a powerful devouring force swept out. In an instant, the meaning in the sword rushed into Yu Sheng's body crazily.
In an instant, countless demonic air currents swept towards Yu Sheng, as if he had become the center of the vortex.
Turning around, Yu Sheng held the sword in both hands. His face was distorted, and dark lines appeared on his face. The veins in his arms were exposed, as if he was in extreme pain, but his eyes were still extremely firm, staring at Ye Wuchen and saying: "I'll accompany you."
He slowly stretched out his right hand, raised the sword, and the infinite evil air flow rolled in. Yu Sheng still stared at Wuchen, and roared in a low voice: "Even if the evil demons in the sky are strong, what can they do to us?"
"boom."
A terrifying light of darkness seemed to appear above the sky, rushing into Yu Sheng's body. His voice resounded throughout the world, allowing that power to erode.
"Get out." Yu Sheng raised his head and roared, and then a terrifying Taoist intention swept out. The aura on his body became stronger, and the wind and clouds roared around him.
One thought breaks through the realm and enters the true self.
Ye Wuchen looked at Yu Sheng, that ray of will shook, and his eyes were trembling.
What can all the evil spirits in the world do to me? Breaking through the realm in an instant and stepping into my true self, this is the rest of my life, domineering, contemptuous of everything, and with the strongest belief.
Can he do it
During this journey of cultivation, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng's talents were unparalleled. With his perseverance and belief, he could only reluctantly follow behind. However, there were some things that even the state of mind could not make up for.
Can he
For the rest of my life, I will bear it with him now.
"On the road of cultivation, no one can be missing." Yu Sheng stared at him and continued.
Ye Wuchen's heart was trembling. His eyes seemed to be trying to expel the evil spirit, and there was a hint of extremely strong obsession.
Over the years, from being weak to now, the three of them have become saints, sharing life and death together.
On the path of spiritual practice, no one can be missing.
Isn't this exactly what he believed in drawing his sword? Everything he did for the rest of his life was the same as what he did.
"Yes." Ye Wuchen nodded heavily. He stepped forward, looked at the sword in Yu Sheng's hand, and stretched out his hand.
Yu Sheng understood what he meant and handed the sword in his hand to Ye Wuchen. He held the sword with both hands. Even though it was extremely painful, he still held it tightly. The dark air invaded and the endless chaotic will rolled towards him. He held the sword with both hands. The sword was stuck on the ground, held tightly, and stood like a statue.
"Boom..."
Similarly, a terrifying sword intent shot straight into the sky, and brilliant rays of sword light burst out from Ye Wuchen's body, soaring upwards.
There is great terror between life and death, but there is also great opportunity.
Ye Wuchen's state of mind transformed and sublimated, and he entered his true self.
The Sword Saint looked over there, watching the two of them break through the realm at the same time. Seeing that Ye Wuchen was still persisting, a smile appeared in his demonic eyes.
After thousands of sails, my heart is like a young man.
I still remember when they entered Shushan and walked all the way, sharing life and death. On the road of cultivation, no one should be missing.
This feeling is so good.
A smile flashed across his dark demonic eyes, and he looked up into the distance.
The third junior brother flows eastward, how can he be okay in this Mountain of Origin
Compared to his junior brother Ye Futian, Sword Saint seems to be more worried about Gu Dongliu. He believes that Ye Futian will come out alive and unwavering.
The demonic power rolled and roared, the sword intent soared to the sky, and the Sword Saint actually sat in the broken realm. The three of them seemed to have some kind of resonance in their mental states. They stepped into the holy realm of the true self one after another. In a short period of time, they successively broke through. realm.
In this crisis, at this moment, they strengthened their belief that they would all get out alive.
The teacher taught me back then that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. If you are familiar with thousands of ancient books, even if your skills follow your heart and your talent is superb, your state of mind cannot keep up. Only by truly traveling thousands of miles and experiencing endless hardships and setbacks can you achieve greater success. Have firm belief and challenge your limits again and again.
All the emperors and sages in the world were once ordinary people.
Even if he is the destined emperor, he has to go through all kinds of hardships in the world to be able to become a born emperor.
The powerful aura roared, and the Buddha's light was once again released on Yu Sheng's body, evolving himself, and at the same time driving away evil thoughts for Ye Wuchen.
I saw terrifying air currents flowing down Ye Wuchen's body, and the sword he held in both hands made his ears ring.
Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent shot straight into the sky. It was a dark sword intent, releasing the power of the sword in the void.
Ye Wuchen still maintained that movement, as if he had completely turned into a statue. The sword intention flowed and rolled, a bright light shone and was released, and another sword intention condensed and shot straight into the sky.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The sword energy released one after another seemed to be transformed by the Dao intention. Gradually, countless terrifying sword energy was refined above Ye Wuchen's body. Every sword energy contained extremely strong Dao intention.
Ye Wuchen was surrounded by sword energy, as if he was trying to refine all the Taoist energy that invaded his body into sword energy.
In the abyss, the pair of glowing red pupils opened again, seeming to glance towards the sky above the abyss. The next moment, the endless airflow in the abyss roared out and rolled towards the place above the abyss.
"Huh?" Sword Saint's face changed. The extremely terrifying storm air flow swallowed up the direction of Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng. The Buddha's light on Yu Sheng's body became more blazing and bright. He was ready to deal with all this, but Ye Wuchen remained the same. He kept his previous actions and didn't move.
I saw the extremely terrifying air flow crazily going into the sword, flowing into the sword crazily. The sword in Ye Wuchen's hand seemed to be swallowing all evil thoughts.
"Boom." The dark air flow completely engulfed Ye Wuchen, but he still did not move. His face seemed to be constantly twisting and changing. It lasted like this for a long time. When everything dispersed, countless air flows were swept away by Du Jian. Swallowed by the air, there was still a terrifying air current flowing around Ye Wuchen's body.
The world gradually returned to clarity, as if it was no longer purgatory.
The demonic energy is still rolling in the void, and in the distance, a group of figures is rushing towards this side. It is Qi Xuangang and his group of strong men who have been waiting outside.
Their eyes froze slightly when they saw this scene, and then their eyes seemed to be searching.
Ye Futian didn't see it.
Where is he
How did those dark turbulences disappear
Kong Xuan's figure flashed forward, and he saw the little eagle on the other side of the abyss, standing like a monster statue, staring at the abyss below.
Ye Futian may be under the abyss.
Qi Xuangang naturally discovered it, and his thoughts were drawn in that direction.
Yu Sheng, Sword Saint and others are all safe and sound, and I hope Ye Futian is the same!
(End of chapter)