A World Worth Protecting

"The City of Listening Desire?" Wang Baole thoughtfully, the world in Yuanyu Daokong seemed a little different from what he had previously understood, especially this way of practicing singing, even though Wang Baole was also in the stone tablet world before. Inside, I have seen it in individual monks, but obviously in essence and meaning, it is completely different from the monks here.

"Cultivation to a certain level, can the whole body be transformed into a piece of illusory music." This novel practice, represented by the rules and rules, made Wang Baole some interested. As for eternal existence, immortality, Wang Baole does not believe it.

But at this moment, perhaps because of the other party's detailed answer, or other unknown reasons, he has a good impression of the young man in front of him, and even he clearly feels his own heart, the kind of joy seems to be more.

This made Wang Baole a little surprised. His eyes slowly narrowed, and he fiddled with the two notes in his fingers, causing the wailing and distorted rhythm to sound again. With the help of this force, after dispelling his inner joy, Wang Baole Suddenly asked.

"how about you?"

The young man hesitated for a moment, but his good living habits made him forget the stupid remarks he had previously thought without any obstacles, and he became accustomed to good things.

"Junior is a branch monk of the Xibei, and the correction is a combination of joy and emotion. This practice can radiate joy in every gesture and action, so that everyone is infected. According to the description of the ceremony, you can cultivate to the extreme and achieve joy. At a level like the Lord, all beings in the world can be ecstatic."

"Happy way?" Wang Baole was about to ask, but at this moment, the red mist around him suddenly rolled, and there were bursts of thunder, coming from afar.

If only this is the case, as the thunder sound came, as the red mist rolled, there was a faintly large golden net that seemed to be formed in all directions, and it was quickly closing towards here.

This scene made Wang Baole's eyes a flash of light and asked the young man.

"What's the situation?"

The young man was also taken aback for a moment, with a daze on his face.

"Could it be that other strong people in the city of Tingyu are chasing? No, I haven't heard that there are people who repair thunder in the city of Tingyu..."

"Even if it is really there, it won't be chased here for me."

"This is all in the underground void. There will be no other lives here except the ancients who have not awakened. Could it be that the ancients have awakened again?" The young man was surprised that what he said was not false, but he was really puzzled.

Because according to his understanding, the awakening of the ancients was not frequent. It is already rare to see one at this moment, and it would be too rare to see the second one by chance.

With Wang Baole’s experience and vision, he saw that this young man was really at a loss, so he squinted his eyes, and after putting away the two rhythms that he had captured alive, he grabbed the young man beside him, shook his body, and retreated backwards, preparing to avoid this. Slice range.

Because in his sense of contemplation, the thunder coming from far and near at this moment gave him a sense of crisis, and it would be unusual for him to have a sense of crisis in his cultivation.

But... at the moment when Wang Baole retreated, for some reason, his behavior here was noticed by the coming thunder. The thunder was suddenly violent, and the speed suddenly skyrocketed. In the next instant, in the mist burst, one The black spear surrounded the purple lightning, directly breaking the fog in front of him, and suddenly came towards Wang Baole.

This spear is like a broken bamboo, and its speed turns into a shadow, setting off a monstrous majesty, containing the power of annihilation. As soon as it appears, it makes the four directions roar, especially the meaning of destruction, which is comparable to the peak of the fourth step. Power.

In the next instant, he rushed directly in front of Wang Baole, and he was about to pass through.

But obviously, these alone were not enough to threaten Wang Baole. Almost at the moment when the spear approached, the Octopus Dao burst out in Wang Baole's body. He lifted his left hand and grabbed forward, and grabbed the mighty spear. live!

No matter how aggressive this spear is, how it hums and struggles, it won't help. Wang Baole's left hand clamped it like iron tongs.

Then with a violent flick, the direction of the spear was reversed, and the spear counterattacked where it came from, even faster and stronger!

With a loud whistling sound, the spear rushed into the mist that was pierced when it came.

The next moment, with the loud noise, a figure wearing a white mask and a white robe suddenly walked out, and the moment he walked out, the large golden net that emerged in the surrounding fog became more and more apparent at this moment. Revealed.

This scene made Wang Baole's eyes narrowed. At the same time, the young man who was grasped by his right hand suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if thinking of something, his expression changed from dazed to fright, and even quickly turned into amazement and lost his voice. Exclaimed.

"Emperor Spirit!"

"Oh my God, this...this is the Emperor Spirit!"

"What is Emperor Spirit?" Wang Baole asked immediately.

"Emperor Spirit is the legendary apostle of the heavenly path, immortal, immortal, and will not appear in the world, this is not right, why even the Emperor Spirit appeared, it is rumored that they have only one mission, and that is the way to kill foreigners..." When he got here, the youth suddenly stopped, and quickly turned his head to look at Wang Baole blankly, with a stronger shock in his eyes.

"You...you are not an ancient? Are you...an outsider?"

"Kill outsiders, immortality?" Wang Baole thoughtfully, seeing the monk wearing a white mask and white robe, came with lightning roaring at this moment, he himself did not dodge.

Because in the next instant, from the side of the fog, with the sudden whistling sound, the spear thrown by Wang Baole broke the red fog directly, and suddenly rushed out, at a speed much faster than before. The moment he appeared, the white figure walking towards Wang Baole was approaching.

The white figure immediately noticed that his body shook and wanted to avoid it, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, as the roar echoed, the spear directly penetrated his chest, exploding his body directly, and torn apart.

The youth was sluggish again.

However, Wang Baole's expression did not relax at all. Instead, his brows immediately frowned, because a fourth-step imperial spirit was not enough to give him the sense of crisis before, especially after the death of the emperor spirit at the moment, his sense of crisis was not only absent. Reduced, but a little heavier.

The next breath, Wang Baole immediately looked at the place where the emperor spirit collapsed, his eyes shrank suddenly, because there, the emperor spirit that collapsed not only was not completely shattered, but... Silhouette.

Two emperor spirits!

Two identical emperor spirits at the pinnacle of the fourth step!