The closer he got to the two or three kilogram temple, the heavier Ji Liao's heart became.
Lord Zhuzhong once asked Ji Liao to come here to look for another remnant soul of the Dzi Bead when he had free time. He told him that swallowing the remnant soul of the Dzi Bead would be of great benefit to his cultivation, and that the remnant soul of the Dzi Bead was the common soul of the demon clan. "Two or three pounds."
Although Mr. Zhuzhong had promised that there would be no surprises during his trip, Ji Liao was worried that once another remnant soul of Dzi Bead was swallowed up, would there be something more in his remnant soul and would it change? It's the same as when Cheng and the demon boy merged, half of them were themselves and the other half was someone else.
However, Ji Liao seems to be calm now, but the flame of revenge in his heart is enough to burn the sky and destroy the earth. As long as he can give Ji Liao's wife and children blood hatred and put thousands of Ji family's wronged souls to rest, even if he can go back to that time again What does his appearance mean?
Ji Liao had not seen Sui Mo and Qinglan for a million years, and he had no intention of reminiscing about the past. All he could see in his eyes was the temple held up by the clouds.
Sui Mo and Qing Lan knew what was going on, and followed behind Xiao Meng and Xuan Tian without saying a word.
Not long after, they finally arrived at the temple.
As if he had known what would happen today, there were no guards around the temple, giving people a sense of loneliness hidden under the gorgeous appearance.
Several people landed on the square in front of the main hall. Ji Liao hesitated for a moment and then walked towards the open door of the hall.
"Ji Liao..." At this time, Xuan Tian called from behind Ji Liao.
Ji Liao paused in his steps.
Xuan Tian's green eyes were full of worry. She knew that she couldn't stop the man in front of her, and she also knew that she couldn't change this man. Seeing Ji Liao stop, Xuan Tian pursed her lips.
"No matter what, you must come back safely. I will be waiting for you here."
Ji Liao moved slightly and walked towards the main hall again.
Seeing Ji Liao's reaction, Xuan Tian felt a little disappointed, and at this moment, a faint voice came into her ears.
"Um...."
With just this gentle sound, the disappointment in Xuantian's heart disappeared. If Ji Liao just left like this, if he didn't hear her words of concern, it would mean that Ji Liao didn't have her in his heart, but if he answered... They are just two concepts. Even such a simple response already contains endless meanings.
Ji Liao was getting closer and closer to the main hall, and the golden spiritual text lit up again between his eyebrows.
The stinging pain from the soul came again. Ji Liao secretly clenched his fists and walked firmly.
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At the entrance of the hall, Ji Liao stopped. The first thing that caught his eye was the long knife stuck diagonally on the ground.
Feeling the fluctuations emitted by the long knife, Ji Liao was slightly surprised at first, and then his pupils trembled slightly.
"It's extraordinary how much knowledge you have to recognize this treasure."
Sitting cross-legged behind the long knife, Two or Three Jin spoke quietly.
Ji Liao then converged his eyes and looked at Liang Sanjin.
The two of them had never met before, but there was no strange feeling between them. They seemed to be childhood playmates, and they had the same childhood feelings after countless years.
"You're waiting for me." Ji Liao entered the hall and said slowly.
"Waiting! I've been waiting for a long time." Liang Sanjin replied.
"Then you know the purpose of my coming today." Ji Liao said as he walked, and stopped again in front of the long knife.
The two of them were close at hand, with the same golden message between their eyebrows, and their eyes met. It was not as intense as expected, but both of them were extremely calm.
"If you want to eat me, just pull out this god-killing knife."
"Hehehe, aren't they all the same result?"
"My body may die, but my Tao cannot be destroyed."
"I didn't expect that with your cultivation level, you could refine the Taoist magic weapon."
"I was born here, but I don't know how many years have passed since today. My cultivation has been inexplicably suppressed. I am tired of living a life with no future."
"You said the Yakuza is controlling you?"
"Ha! Jidao?" After hearing Ji Liao's words, Liang Sanjin showed a look of disdain on his face, and in his tone he didn't take Jidao Tianjun seriously at all, "Jidao is just a junior, if it weren't for me Since the way of heaven has been obscured, how can my hundreds of billions of years of cultivation only have these achievements?"
"Who imprisoned you?"
Liang Sanjin shook his head slightly and said, "Draw the sword."
Ji Liao didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, and his eyes fell back on the long knife in front of him again.
Then he saw that the God-killing knife was completely black, with streaks of demonic energy surging and flowing on the blade. It didn't look as gorgeous as an immortal weapon, but Ji Liao knew that this God-killing knife contained endless energy, but it turned out to be exactly what was said in the legend. "The magic weapon of Taoism."
Ji Liao took a deep breath and held the handle of the knife with one hand.
"boom..."
The entire hall was shaken, and the surging demonic energy spurted out from the God-killing Sword like a volcanic eruption. In just an instant, the surging demonic energy filled the entire hall, and a coiled dragon transformed into a tumbling dragon.
The beasts transformed into ice, fire, wind and thunder, and the entire hall completely changed in an instant, just like the scene at the beginning of Hongmeng when the world first opened.
The surging demonic energy surged up Ji Liao's hand one by one, spread to the entire arm, and burrowed into his body.
This demonic energy is so powerful that it is unimaginable, even if it is Hunyuan, it is nothing more than this.
"Buzz buzz..."
A brilliant spiritual light bloomed in Ji Liao's body, and all three hundred immortal bones lit up. The surging spiritual power instantly turned into pure energy and poured into Ji Liao's immortal bones.
Ji Liao's black hair danced wildly, his eyes turned black, surging demonic energy spurted between his mouth and nose, his face became extremely ferocious, but his hand was still holding the God-killing Sword tightly.
Although he was in great pain, Ji Liao knew that he couldn't let go. It seemed like a simple draw of the knife, but in fact it was a test of two or three kilograms. It was a contest between him and two or three kilograms, and it was also the unyielding two or three kilograms. Ji Liao Liao must be conquered.
"ah..."
Ji Liao opened his mouth, and large amounts of demonic energy immediately spurted out, and as it dispersed, it immediately transformed into endless thunder and fire.
Three hundred immortal bones trembled and buzzed, emitting bright brilliance, frantically absorbing the surging demonic energy.
In an instant, Ji Liao's mind once again reflected the tragic scene when the Ji family was wiped out. Yu Yunzhao's body was getting colder. It felt like just yesterday. Veins suddenly popped out in Ji Liao's palms, and he let out a long howl.
"ah........"
sulfuric acid...
A buzz.
The God-Slaying Sword was suddenly pulled out from the ground, and the God-Slaying Sword was raised above the head. The violent demonic energy immediately surged around the blade, forming a huge vortex of demonic energy.
"No one can stop me!" Ji Liao roared.
The demonic energy in the entire hall instantly rolled back toward the God-killing Sword, and then retracted into the blade in an instant. The entire hall returned to its original appearance, as if the world-shaking scene had never happened.
Liang Sanjin stared at Ji Liao and nodded, "I have devoted my life to only one sword. This sword that solidifies my Taoism is the proof of my existence."
After saying that, Liang Sanjin placed a little bit between his eyebrows, and a wisp of blue light floated out from the top of his head. His soul left the body. Liang Sanjin, who had put down everything, glanced around and then closed his eyes.
Ji Liao inserted the God-killing Sword into the ground with one hand, pointed it at the center of his eyebrows, and a crack opened. Two or three kilograms of soul was immediately attracted by the crack between Ji Liao's eyebrows, and drifted towards the crack.
