A green screen flashed before my eyes.
The information of +600 million martial luck value can no longer make Yang Lin's mind fluctuate at all.
'Characters that have been defeated before are always less harvested than before. However, it is always a happy thing for a sinister and vengeful guy like Kunpeng to be harvested early. '
It has to be said that Taoist Styx is much stronger than Kunpeng. This is their first confrontation. He has given him a full martial arts luck value of 1.4 billion. Now Yang Lin's total martial arts luck has reached 41 Thirty million, rounded up, it’s not far from 10 billion.
'It's a pity that the world's top figures like Ming He and Kun Peng can't kill every day. If you kill too many, the world will be in chaos, and it may also attract the attention of Master Hongjun. That would not be good. '
Yang Lin looked up at the chaotic sky, a deep murderous intention emerged in his heart, and he suppressed it forcefully.
For some things, it is better not to test them. Time is long, and there is no harm in being patient.
He put away Yuantu and Abi's two innate killing spirit treasures, and was very satisfied. These two swords were combined into one, and in real fighting, the lethality was actually not much worse than the Seven Treasures Mystical Tree. If you really encounter a master who wields the power of killing and attacks, even the spiritual treasures of the same level will not be able to block many swords.
Just like Hongyun, the Jiujiu Soul Gourd is actually not low in level and can be regarded as the best among innate spiritual treasures. .
However, facing the attack of the two killing swords, it was directly eroded and broken. Not only did it not block the damage of the true intention of killing, but even the physical body was directly destroyed. The soul that had been cultivated for countless years was also chopped into pieces. There are some remaining true spirit imprints attached to the broken gourd, which can be regarded as saving the last bit of life.
However, in this time period, this true spirit imprint, that is, soul fragments, cannot have much effect. At most, it can be nourished with treasures, and even reincarnation cannot do it.
If there is no reliable person to protect it and provide vitality and energy from time to time, it may take hundreds of years to dissipate directly into the wild land.
At most, a little bit of obsession will remain and turn into a demon.
In that case, it would be considered as completely disappearing from this world.
Yang Lin didn't know whether Taoist Hongyun died without any residue in the original trajectory. He probably did. If it fell into the hands of Taoist Minghe, there would be no hope at all.
However, today's Hongyun Taoist still has some hope. It just so happens that his good friend is always there and has arrived.
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist Zhenyuan, I won't take action on the remnant soul of fellow Taoist Hongyun. If you want, you can take it. This will be regarded as the end of the billions of years of friendship between you and Hongyun."
Yang Lin looked at the half-broken pyrotechnic gourd in his hand, turned around, sighed and said.
As his voice fell, yellow light flashed slightly on the ground, and a huge green ancient tree appeared with a canopy of canopies. The breeze blew by, the leaves rustled, and there seemed to be dozens of babies, sobbing and wailing softly.
A Taoist priest wearing an earthy yellow robe and a five-strand beard came out with a sad look in his eyes: "Fellow Taoist Hongyun really can't escape this disaster. Alas, I hurriedly rushed but it was still a step too late."
Zhen Yuanzi's sadness is true. Over the past countless years, he and Taoist Hongyun spent most of their time together, discussing Taoism and playing chess in their free time, traveling together in the wilderness, looking for opportunities...
One of the two has an out-of-touch temperament and a nagging mouth; the other has a calm temperament, preferring to be quiet rather than active. Their personalities complement each other, and they live a happy life.
Under normal circumstances, knowing the friendship between the two, no one dares to provoke either of them. This is not only because the two of them are the top experts in the world individually, but also, everyone knows that if they fight one, they will face each other. Attack both of them simultaneously.
No one would offend them easily unless absolutely necessary.
Therefore, it is not unreasonable for Hongyun to travel around and find that he has good friends all over the world.
Everyone has a different identity and sees the world differently.
He never imagined that when he saw the dark side of the world for the first time, he would face an irreversible end.
Seeing that Taoist Hongyun had worked hard for hundreds of millions of years and ended up like this, even Zhen Yuanzi, no matter how calm his mind, couldn't help feeling sad and almost burst into tears.
He stretched out his hand to take the broken gourd handed over by Yang Lin, and carefully protected the true spirit mark with the anger of the wood spirit. He looked at the place where Styx and Kunpeng were reduced to ashes with some hatred and some relief, and bowed and said: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for protecting my friend's magic weapon and remnant soul. Zhenyuan has nothing to offer in return, so I just gave you a few fruits as a token of my gratitude."
As he spoke, the towering ancient branches and leaves behind him began to sway, and nine tiny, sparkling white babies were about to fall down. They seemed to hear childish voices in their ears, and when they took a closer look, they were the fruits of nine cool-looking children. .
Just smelling the fruity fragrance, I feel that my soul is clear, and my cultivation that has reached the peak state can actually jump up a little bit.
"Ginseng fruit!"
Yang Lin reached out and took it, feeling slightly happy in his heart.
This thing matures once every nine thousand years, because one tree bears thirty, so its effectiveness may be a little worse than the nine flowers and three fruits of my own magnolia tree, but it is already a rare treasure. The most important thing is, according to rumors, This kind of fruit tastes very good. When the second senior brother ate it in one bite, his soul wandered away. He almost swallowed it with his tongue. After eating it, he wanted to eat two more.
For a guy like Yang Lin who loves delicious food, the medicinal effects come second, and satisfying his appetite comes first.
Of course, for him, the medicinal effect is average, but for Chang Xi and the boys and girls at home, it is an excellent treasure. It can quickly improve Taoism. Taking one can save thousands of years of practice.
"Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan is interested."
Cause and effect are the most important thing in this world. From a certain level, I saved Hongyun's life.
He also helped him avenge his blood feud, so he could still afford to eat a few Zhen Yuanzi fruits.
Seeing Zhen Yuanzi with a sad face, he carefully put the Jiujiu Sanpo gourd into the heart of the tree to warm it up. Yang Lin thought for a moment and then said: "Fellow Zhenyuan, there is no need to be too sad. If Pindao's calculation is correct, The next time the flowers bloom, the prehistoric world should be able to reincarnate and use the power of heaven and earth to make up for the damage to the soul. All you have to do is wait quietly. One day, Fellow Taoist Hongyun will be able to live again."
"real?"
Zhen Yuanzi's joy was so extraordinary that he couldn't help but blurt it out.
In the blink of an eye, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Pindao was speechless for a moment. It's not that he doubted the meaning of fellow Taoist."
"I know, don't worry. Fortunately, I arrived in time before Taoist Ming He could make up for it, leaving a glimmer of hope and a chance to make amends. However, in the coming war, fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi will be in danger. It’s better to leave early.”
