In the large formation, Shen Qiuniang and Duan Wushang occupied two sides.
The battle between the thick spiritual energy and blood energy continued, and the blood energy burst out from the young man's body. His eyes were red. He could not lose. If he lost, the master would be sad, the senior brother would be sad, and the road behind his two cheap junior uncles would also be sad. It's quite difficult to walk.
But on the other side, Shen Qiuniang is obsessed with her thoughts and takes the wrong direction.
Over the years, she has sacrificed a lot for her own Dao. In order to build the Dao, she pulled out her black hair inch by inch, peeled off her soul, cut off her emotions, cut away everything that could cause her mood to fluctuate, and now she is far away from the Dao. It was just one step away, and she was never the same person again.
Now, another blood relative jumped out and stood in front of her, blocking her path to becoming a god. She could kill him! It must be cut off too!
She gave up too much for this path, she must succeed!
Shen Qiuniang's spiritual energy suddenly surged out, forcing Duan Wushang to kneel on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"I still can't beat him."
Duan Wushang raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, then turned around and glanced at Chu Yanshu and Sang Luo outside the formation.
But the formation has been completed, and they are willing to take a gamble for him, so he has to take a gamble.
Sang Luo looked at Duan Wushang's movements. At that moment, he seemed to realize what he was going to do, and his expression changed slightly.
"He wants to die to gain enlightenment!"
This way is not impossible, she used this trick when that old guy Tianyin came to her.
But there is no other way, it is extremely dangerous.
If you are not careful, your soul will disappear and there will be no reincarnation.
Subconsciously, Sang Luo wanted to repeat his old trick and split the barrier with his sword.
At this moment, Uncle Master is here, she is here, and Chu Yanshu is here.
Even if it takes a little more effort, they can defeat Shen Qiuniang if they work together.
Duan Wushang does not necessarily have to make dangerous moves on his own.
But Chu Yanshu stopped Sang Luo at that moment.
"How can one achieve greatness without going through life and death? This is his own path, his own cause and effect."
Sang Luo hesitated a little.
"But."
Avenue, is it really that important?
Above life, above emotion, above human nature.
Chu Yanshu didn't know how to answer Sang Luo's question. He paused for a moment and said to her,
"For some people, the great road is indeed above all else. But Sang Luo, for us at this moment, the improvement of strength is equally important."
He said, looking at Duan Wushang not far away,
"But you are not him, and you don't know what he is thinking. Everyone has his own cause and effect, and he has his own way to go."
"Sang Luo, you can never stop worrying."
She was too careful about the lives of those around her.
She wanted to protect Duan Wushang, just like she protected Song Qingyun that day.
But on the road to immortality, no one can protect anyone all the time.
They all have their own way to go.
Sang Luo's hand holding the sword paused slightly, and he raised his eyes to look in Duan Wushang's direction.
It's her, is it wrong?
In the middle of the formation, Duan Wushang stood up slowly against Shen Qiuniang's pressure, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and raised his hand to form a seal.
The soul power spread out, and drops of blood wrapped in Taoism turned into puppets, transforming into his appearance.
The moment he waved his hand, the puppet headed forward.
Shen Qiuniang raised her sword and slashed out, her eyebrows filled with coldness.
The moment the sword energy passed by, all the puppets were wiped out in a flash——
