As time passed day by day, in the vast and endless Origin Mountain Range, the demon cloud billowed above the sky, but this mountain range was still barren and dead.
A few months ago, countless powerful men in the Demon Capital stepped into the mountains. Now it is unknown how many people died in the mountains. Of course, many people have found the remains of the ancient battlefield and found some demon emperors or human emperors left behind. Things.
Of course, more are still crises, this mountain of origin has buried a lot of spiritual practitioners.
Ye Futian and the others are still not out of danger. At this time, the previous Jianfeng has collapsed, and Ye Wuchen wants to give up countless times in the place where the demon energy is tumbling. Coming to his eardrums, he saw a ray of light in the painful abyss, struggling in despair.
At this time, his mind seemed to have split, and many personalities appeared. In that vague consciousness space, there were many phantoms transformed by the will, including the will full of monsters, and also surrounded by the whole body. The will to destroy, the brutal and bloodthirsty will make him want to run away.
And among these wills, there is a white illusory will that seems to be swaying in the wind and rain, swaying, as if it may be destroyed at any time.
This is his own remaining will, as if it might dissipate and be wiped out at any time.
"Boom..." Many wills rushed towards him again, trying to occupy his will, and then countless chaotic wills appeared again at the same time, he struggled in pain, and his eyes were filled with terrible blood.
Yu Sheng sat in front of Ye Wuchen, and saw Ye Wuchen's body constantly tumbling on the ground due to pain, and his mouth continued to make a low roar. During these months, Ye Wuchen had entered the evil spirit countless times. Dao, even trying to kill him, has countless times wanting to fall for himself, being completely controlled by that evil spirit, but every time when it comes to despair, he has to stick to it with that obsession.
The pain he suffered during this period of time made him feel unbearable for the rest of his life, and he even wanted to kill him personally and relieve his pain.
There was another roaring sound, Ye Wuchen jumped up, his body was surrounded by a terrible dark air current, his whole body was pitch black, and his face was full of black air currents, as if he was about to fall into the way of evil spirits. .
There was a bloodthirsty light in his pupils, walking towards the rest of his life step by step, and said: "Kill me."
There is no end to this pain, and he is afraid that he will completely degenerate and become him who is not him.
It's better to die than that.
Yu Sheng continued to spit out Sanskrit characters, and he stared at Ye Wuchen.
He raised his footsteps and walked to Ye Wuchen's side, looking at the sword of the evil demon inserted there diagonally, Yu Sheng stretched out his palm and held it. This scene made Ye Wuchen's dark eyes tremble. , Staring at Yu Sheng.
The Buddha's light dissipated, the rest of his life converged it, the magical intent rolled, a powerful swallowing force swept out, and the meaning of the sword rushed into Yu Sheng's body in an instant.
In an instant, countless demons flowed toward the rest of his life, as if he had become the center of the whirlpool.
Turning around, Yu Sheng held the sword in both hands. His face was distorted, and dark lines appeared on his face. The blue veins in his arms were exposed, as if it was extremely painful, but his eyes were still extremely firm, staring at Ye Wuchen: "I'll be with you."
He slowly stretched out his right hand, raised the sword, and the infinite evil spirits flowed in. He still stared at Wuchen for the rest of his life, and roared in a low voice: "Even if it is the evil spirits of the heavens, I am strong in mind, what can we do?"
"boom."
A terrible dark light appeared above the sky, rushing into Yu Sheng's body, his voice resounded through the sky and the earth, letting that force erode.
"Get off." Yu Sheng raised his head and roared, and then a horrible Taoism swept out, the aura on his body became stronger, and the talents around him roared.
One thought breaks the realm and becomes the true self.
Ye Wuchen looked at Yu Sheng, the wisp of will shaking, and his eyes were trembling.
The demons of the heavens can do whatever it takes to step into the true self in an instant. This is the rest of their lives, domineering, contempt for everything, and have a strong faith.
Can he do it
From this path of cultivation, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng's talents are Yiqi Juechen. With his perseverance and belief, he can barely follow behind, but there are some things that cannot be made up for by the state of mind.
Can he
For the rest of my life, accompany him to bear it at this moment.
"On the road to practice, there can be no one less person." Yu Sheng stared at him and continued to speak.
Ye Wuchen's heart trembled, his eyes seemed to expel that evil spirit, and there was a vaguely strong obsession.
Over the years, from the fragile to the present, the three of them have been holy, living and dead together.
One person cannot be missing on the path of spiritual practice.
Isn't this exactly where he drew the sword? Everything that the rest of his life did was the same as what he did.
"Yeah." 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 in both hands, even though it was extremely painful, still holding it tightly. The monstrous dark air invaded, and the endless chaotic will rolled on him, and his hands held the sword. The sword was inserted on the ground and held tightly, standing like a statue.
"Boom..."
Similarly, a horrible sword intent rushed straight into the sky, and on Ye Wuchen's body, a brilliant kendo splendor burst forth, soaring upward.
There is a great horror between life and death, but there is also a great opportunity.
Ye Wuchen's mood is transformed and sublimated, into the true self.
Dao Sheng looked over there, watched the two break through at the same time, and saw that Ye Wuchen was still holding on, and a smile appeared in his magical eyes.
After thousands of sails, my heart is like a young man.
I still remember that when they entered the mountain of books, they walked all the way, sharing life and death.
This feeling is really good.
A smile flashed across his dark magic eyes, and he looked up into the distance.
Third Junior Brother Dongliu, is it okay in this Origin Mountain Range
Compared with the younger brother Ye Futian, Dao Sheng seems to be more worried about Gu Dongliu. He believes that Ye Futian will come out alive and remain unswerving.
The magic power roared, the sword intent rushed to the sky, and the saint was sitting in the broken realm. The three of them seemed to resonate in their moods, and stepped into the realm of the true self. In a short period of time, they broke through one after another. realm.
In this crisis, but at this moment, they have strengthened their beliefs, and they will all go out alive.
The teacher taught that it is better to travel thousands of miles to read thousands of books, and to read thousands of ancient books familiarly. Even though the skills are arbitrary and the talent is superb, but the mood cannot keep up. Only if you truly travel thousands of miles and experience endless hardships and frustrations, you can have more Firm beliefs, to challenge the limits of oneself time and time again.
The emperors and sages of the world were once all.
Even if it is the true emperor, how about going through the sufferings of the world, who can be the born emperor
The tyrannical aura was roaring, and the rest of his life released Buddha's light once again, evolving himself, and at the same time expelling evil thoughts for Ye Wuchen.
I saw Ye Wuchen's body, a terrible air current flowed along his body, and the sword held in both hands made tinnitus ringing.
Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent rushed straight into the sky. It was a dark sword intent, releasing its sword power in the void.
Ye Wuchen still kept that movement, as if it had completely turned into a statue, the sword intent flowed and rolled, a bright light shining and released, and another sword intent was condensed and came into being, rushing straight into the sky.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The sword intent was released one after another, as if all were transformed by the Tao. Gradually, over Ye Wuchen's body, countless terrible sword auras were refined, and any sword aura contained a strong and extremely powerful Tao.
Ye Wuchen surrounded his body with sword intent, as if to make all the Dao intrusion into his body into sword aura.
In the abyss, the red eyes opened again, seeming to look towards the sky above the abyss. The next moment, the endless air current in the abyss rushed out with a roar and rolled towards the sky above the abyss.
"Huh?" Dao Sheng's face changed, and the terrifying storm air flow swallowed in the direction where Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng were. The Buddha's light on Yu Sheng's body was more radiant and bright. He was ready to deal with all this, but Ye Wuchen remained the same. Maintained the previous movement, did not move.
I saw that incomparably terrifying air flow crazily drilled into the sword, crazily flowing into the sword, and the sword in Ye Wuchen's hand seemed to be devouring all evil thoughts.
"Boom." The dark air stream swallowed Ye Wuchen completely, but he still didn't move. His face seemed to be constantly twisted and changed, and it lasted for a long time. When everything dissipated, countless air streams were swept away by the sword. Qi swallowed, but there was still a terrible air current flowing around Ye Wuchen's body.
This piece of heaven and earth has gradually regained its clarity, as if it was no longer purgatory.
The demon energy in the void was still rolling, and in the distance, a group of figures rushed toward this side, it was Qi Xuangang and his group who had been waiting outside.
Their eyes condensed 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 turbulence disappear
Kong Xuan's figure flickered toward the front, and he saw Xiao Diao standing on the side of the abyss, standing there like a statue of a monster beast, staring at the abyss below.
Ye Futian may be under the abyss.
Qi Xuangang naturally found out, and his thoughts rolled over there.
The rest of their lives, Sword Sage, they are all safe and sound, and I hope Ye Futian is the same!