He is unwilling!
Lord Chongyuan knew the origins of Taoist Yuanqiong, and he also knew who stood behind Taoist Yuanqiong. The origins of Zhengyangmen, Dinxia Palace, and Yunjiang Palace were all there. The world is unstable and the earth is turned upside down. He is forced to flee the heaven and take refuge in the abyss. At the beginning, he had some intention of making a comeback, but he didn't expect that the man's ghost was still there, and he used Qi Ran's hands to seize Xihua Yuanjun, and even pushed himself into the fire pit of the Puzzle Realm, with no way out and his life hanging by a thread.
He smiled miserably and said to Taoist Yuanqiong without thinking: "If I had known today, I would have regretted it... If I had known it today, I would have regretted it!"
Taoist Yuanqiong looked at him for a moment and sighed: "Cause and fate are cut off, cause and effect are over, and when this is over, I will take you to your hometown to be reincarnated, and your soul will never be extinguished. Maybe we will meet again in the future!" He raised his hand and said: Take, take out Lord Chongyuan's soul from his body and hide it in his sleeve, leaving only an empty body standing on the spot, without any breath.
When they suddenly heard this, everyone was shocked. It turned out that Lord Chongyuan and Lord Yuanqiong were old acquaintances. They sent him to reincarnate, ending the original fate. Although the hope was slim, there was still a chance to regain the path. Gaya knew a little about the cause and effect, and sighed secretly in his heart. Lord Chongyuan regretted it, so why didn't he regret it? Taoist Yuanqiong missed his old friendship and sent Lord Chongyuan to be reincarnated, but he could only hold on, even if he was unwilling, there was no way out.
Lord Chong Yuan’s soul left, leaving behind an ownerless body waiting for someone to collect it. Before Taoist Yuan Qiong could speak, Bai Di summoned another blood shadow, with long arms and legs, and a sad face. It was like a twin brother with the previous blood shadow. There was no difference between him and the meteor in his stride crashed into Lord Chongyuan's body, swallowing up all his blood and energy. Master Wu Zhen's eyelids were twitching. Only by practicing "Blood Eyes" and not being afraid of the assimilation of laws can he be so unscrupulous in devouring fellow practitioners and taking all the essence as his own.
How many blood shadows did Bai Di condense? How many more blood shadows did Wu Qingfei condense? Why is Wu Yungen the only one showing up? She talks and laughs, is full of spirituality, and is definitely not a marionette controlled by others. How did Wu Qingfei do it? Could it be that something really went wrong and the blood shadow invaded the body and turned against the guest? All kinds of doubts came to mind. Master Wu Zhen was upset, his energy and blood boiled, and his consciousness was eroded by the law in a trance, sliding step by step into the abyss of eternal destruction.
Wu Yungen pinched his fingers and smiled, watching the fun, with no intention of trying to help him. Bai Di noticed something strange, hesitated for a moment, used his magical power, and snorted coldly. The sound wave was like a sharp cone, piercing his ears hard. There was an unbearable sharp pain in his head, and Master Wu Anvil was caught off guard. He squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, roaring like a wild beast, and his consciousness suddenly returned to consciousness.
It was Emperor Bai who pulled him back from the brink of collapse. Master Wu Zhen glanced at him and endured the severe pain and nodded slightly to show his gratitude. Bai Di withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and meditated. He didn't help because he cared about the old friendship between his brothers. Master Wu Zhen was full of blood and essence, which he had long regarded as something in his pocket. He only devoured Zhuanluan and Lord Chongyuan one after another, and supported him. With a lot of money coming from the pot, but too little energy, if Wu Zhen master goes crazy and loses consciousness, he will only benefit Wu Yungen in vain.
Bai Di's thoughts couldn't be hidden from Wu Yungen at all. She secretly found it interesting and didn't take it to heart.
The red-gold barbarian bull stepped on the ground with four hooves, carrying the power of leather-gold and crashing forward. It staggered at first, but gradually became more and more steady. The world of confusion echoed with each other, wind and thunder were coming together, the earth veins were turbulent, and the laws of blood and energy were sluggish. Taoist Yuanqiong shook his head and launched a new round of offensive in advance. The eight "Miluo Town Divine Seals" vibrated together. There was no need for others to take the initiative to extract them. The original power poured into the body, which could only be tolerated and could not be rejected.
The red gold man's waist and legs weakened, he staggered, and almost fell to the ground. He stopped and looked up, only to see a divine seal hanging above his head, and the stars were flowing, weighing him down and suffocating him. The power of the source surged like a river, continuously. Wu Yungen, Bai Di, Wu Zhenzhu, Gaya, and Wen Yulong all groaned in unison. For a moment, they had no time to look around, gathered their minds, and tried their best to refine the materials.
After the scene lasted for a stick of incense, Taoist Yuanqiong flicked his sleeves and put away his magical power. Wu Yungen received most of the power of the source in one breath, and the blood in his pores was steaming, and he was in high spirits, showing no signs of depression. Bai Di, Wu Zhenzhu, and Gaya were like drunken men, standing unsteadily and teetering. Wen Yulong was the worst, paralyzed. He fell to the ground, his body twisted into a snake, his limbs twitching, but there was still a glimmer of clarity in his heart, and he refused to give up.
Thousands of miles away, deep in the cave, Wu Qingfei closed his eyes and meditated, dispersing the blood and energy in his body, like an empty box, like a deep valley, his path plummeted, he fell below the upper level, and kept falling. According to the method taught by Taoist Yuan Qiong, he strengthened the branches and weakened the trunks, practiced with concentration, and was willing to take strange risks, causing Wu Yungen to swallow the four blood shadows of Wu Haizhu, Wu Tingshu, Wu Linfeng, and Wu Yushan, pushing the law of blood to an unprecedented peak. . When Taoist Yuan Qiong pushed the power of the source back in, Wu Qingfei felt the same way. Wu Yun's roots were getting higher and higher, and his spiritual thoughts were connected by a thread, as thin as a gossamer, which could be broken at any time.
Although Wu Qingfei and Wu Yungen are separated from each other, they are one and the same. If this ray of spiritual thought is suddenly interrupted, Wu Qingfei's cultivation will be greatly damaged and his path will be lost forever. Wu Yungen will also lose his spirituality. Become a zombie. At the critical moment, Wu Qing's fatness reaches his soul, grasping the true meaning of "strong branches and weak trunks", and disperses all the blood and energy. It is worse than ordinary monsters. All the fat on his body is reduced to nothing, and his skin is wrinkled and hanging down, making his appearance ugly.
The weaker Wu Qingfei's cultivation became, the stronger his spiritual thoughts became. There was a roar in Wu Yungen's head, and he vaguely saw the future. He no longer had any doubts in his heart. He reached out and made a move. Hearing Yulong seemed to be lifted into the air by an invisible big hand, his hands and feet were limp. Drooping, his eyes were blank, and his consciousness had been eroded by the law. Wu Yungen flipped his wrist, folded his five fingers, and heard the blood swarming out of the fish dragon's body, turning into a big snake, circling several times, connecting end to end, shrinking into a ball, and turning into a blood crystal the size of a fist, which fell into Wu Yungen's palm.
Wen Yulong shuddered, and his eyes returned to clarity. After thousands of years of practice, it was all in vain. The laws of blood and energy flowed away like sand in his hands. But like Zhuan Lun and Chong Yuanjun, he was lucky. The Miao people raised Gu, and the losers became stepping stones. At least he still had a life. Wen Yulong had a complicated expression on his face, bowed his head to Wu Yungen as a salute, and then retreated sadly. At this moment, he no longer had any doubts in his heart. The blood shadow had not invaded his body. Wu Qingfei missed his old relationship and let him live.
Wu Yungen watched for a moment, and the blood crystal sank into his palm, like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and silently melted into his body. She raised her eyes to look at Gaya, not concealing her desire to devour her. Gaya was willing to surrender without restraint, so she roared, igniting a raging fire of blood from head to toe, struck first, and slammed into her.
