A World Worth Protecting

"Let's relax!" In the fourteenth round of the rising of the moon, there was a scent of Kunming from the inside, responding to the voice of the purple sun, this voice with ice cold, revealing endless indifference, but also seems to contain The will of heaven will echo in this starry sky.

Even after this sound appeared, the star field was shaken and oppressed by the appearance of the seven rounds of the sun. In an instant, it was completely erased. It was like... this moment, the heavens came, and the sects were covered. Repress the seven rounds of the sun that came!

Suddenly, the sky roared. During the seven rounds of the sun tremble, the purple sun inside was instantly bright, and there was a figure in it. It was a middle-aged man wearing a purple robes, and behind it was a huge imaginary Shadow, this illusion is merged with the sun, with three heads and six arms! !

"Ming Kunzi, you can dare to ferry my son and soul, this thing... I am not a member of the Central Committee, I want an account!"

"Everything has a reincarnation, a heavenly cycle, and you have to wake up, you don't have to dream anymore, you need to go to life...this thing, can't be changed!" The figure of the sinful Kun, with the reverberation of the words, from the fourteenth round of the black moon Out of the inside, he was wearing a black robe, standing in the sky, faintly opening.

"Can't change?" The middle-aged out of the purple sun, smirked, his right hand lifted up, and the six red suns around him suddenly burst into flames. For a moment, the light was shining, and it looked like a long time. The red sea, the roaring room went to the suppression of the Kun Kunzi.

The Kun Kunzi snorted, and in the same wave, a black awning spread rapidly. If it formed a night, it would touch the red awns that came, and the two sides would directly touch the sky in a way that Wang Baole could not understand. The confrontation is together!

The turbulence of the universe, the tremors of the eight sides, and even the entire star field are shaking, but can not see half of the figure, can only see red and black, constantly staggered in the sky, constantly suppressing, constantly swallowing!

The passage of time seems to have changed at this moment. It seems that the time between the sky and the earth is different. A breath on the ground seems to be a day for both sides of the sky!

In this way, under the rapid breathing of Wang Baole here, suddenly, in the red light on the sky, suddenly a large hand was turned out, and actually penetrated the sea of ​​light, and suddenly caught the palace where the cemetery is located!

"You dare!" The low-key of the Kun Kunzi, resounding, and a light paddle stretched out from the black light of the sky, infinitely expanding, and suddenly it was so large that it could support the sky, and directly rushed toward the big hand!

But it was still a little late. Obviously this time the other side was prepared to come. Under the grasp of the big hand, there was actually a soul. From the reincarnation of the ancestors, it was directly drawn out!

It is a woman's soul, and has been painted the corpse face, can see its appearance is beautiful, at this moment is closing his eyes, seems to be sleeping, if there is no today's accident, then she will be dragged by the rules of heaven after a few days, Reincarnation and the next life.

However, today’s accident caused her to be forcibly pulled out, but when she was pulled out, it was the moment when the light of the Kun Kunzi’s lamp paddles blocked, and suddenly the big hand could not bear it, directly collapsed, and the fluctuations touched by both sides, With the power of infinite destruction, let alone a soul, even a strong star, can not bear.

Therefore, the soul of the soul, in the eyes of everyone in the meditation, was directly swept by the ripples of this destruction, and in a flash... completely smashed, the smoke disappeared! !

No one can tell whether the Weiyang people are killing themselves or the Kun Kunzi, but in any case, this soul has disappeared into the heavens and earth and ceased to exist.

The collision between the lamp paddle and the big hand, the storm that erupted, not only destroyed the soul, but also formed an impact, swept the entire sect, even if there is a guardian of the law, but this is from the peers of the Weiyang A blow is still violent, and all the monks below the planet's borders are roaring.

Wang Baole just built a great foundation. At this moment, he only felt the explosion in his ear. When he was black, he was fainted.

I don't know how long it took. When he woke up, the battle between the two sides was over. As he woke up, the first thing he saw was the back of the master.

After checking Wang Baole's body and confirming that there was no problem, Ming Kunzi left, but before he left, he noticed the hesitation in Wang Baole's eyes, so he looked deeply at Wang Baole.

"Bao Le, my ancestors are heavenly walkers, no matter the past, now, this is our mission, you have to remember... we can't reverse life and death!" After finishing this sentence, Ming Kunzi turned his head and his figure slowly moved away. go with.

Wang Baole is silent. His heart is somewhat complicated. It is impossible to tell whether the Weiyang is correct or not. It is very fast. As he checks the information in the ancestors, he knows the coming of the day, named Tuomu. It is one of the nine kings of the Weiyang people!

As for the six rounds of the red sun, it is the six kings of his majesty!

Their cultivation has surpassed the stars and stood in the territory of the stars. It is the strongest in this universe, standing on the peak, and its daughter... In this countless years, I am afraid that even Tuomu himself will not Know how many.

When these materials were seen by Wang Baole, he was silent. He didn't understand the things inside, but he understood that perhaps the unofficial emperor came here for the purpose of his daughter's soul!

The specific reason, Wang Baole is not clear, can not find the answer, but after seeing the strong, he has a strong anxiety for his cultivation, he feels that compared with these people, he is too weak, simply weak .

So after waking up, Wang Baole began to immerse himself in cultivation. At the same time, he also realized that his brother had begun to retreat and had not seen it for a long time.

Until another month passed, when Wang Baole’s smoldering fire overlapped to the thirty-seventh weight, this day, Ning Kunzi took him and came to a hall full of black fog in the meditation.

The outside of the hall is filled with mist, and the same is true in the temple. Only in the center of the hall, there is a huge pool of water. The pool is colorless, but there is a burst of black water vapor, and there is one bubble after another. , constantly rolling and breaking inside.

Here is the soul pool!

There are a few soul pools in each of the Nine Emperors. This place is just one of them. Generally speaking, all the souls of the dead will be gathered here after being taken to the ancestors, and then they will enter the soul mirror and be The disciple portrays the corpse, either sent to the round circuit, or sent to the fantasy array, shaped by the illusion, finally waiting for the guidance of the heavens into the soul river, stepping into the door of life.

In this soul river, there are countless souls. They roll in the water of the lake, and sometimes they struggle to climb out as the bubbles roll, and more, they are the faces that constantly appear on the water.

These faces are male and female, old and young, some serene, some angry, some crying, some laughing, and their colors are different, most of them are a color with the pool, but still Some of them are very dark, and it seems that even this pool of water can't purify them in a short time.

"Colorless is the normal soul, and black contains strong resentment, Baole, and your method of inducing the soul. From this soul pool, draw three souls, and turn them into your future... When Wang Baole looked at the waterhole, Miao Kunzi slowly opened his mouth, revealing a deep sigh in his eyes and looking at Wang Baole.

"The spirit of the instrument?" Wang Baole felt that his memory was somewhat blurred.

"As a child, you need to have three kinds of sorcerers, such as boat, black robes and lamp paddles. This is something that every soul must have, and the spirit inside it needs to be selected." When the child said it, he no longer spoke.

After Wang Baole thought about it, he vaguely remembered that it was indeed the case, so he did not think much, but focused on the pool. After watching it for a long while, he took a deep breath and tried to fight. After the six-time failure, he finally succeeded in launching the soul!

Suddenly there was an imaginary big hand, suddenly smashed out of his body, and reached into the pool, grabbing the three souls from inside!

A sly big man!

A gloomy old man!

The last one is... a little boy who seems to be only seven or eight years old!