Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 1186 Persistence, they are here

"Palace Master, if this goes on, he will die."

The wind gown was a little anxious.

"Won't."

However, Yang Yiyun's demeanor was calmer than before.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't worry about Wu Yun.

No matter what, now he and Wu Yun are on the same boat after all.

The reason why he wasn't worried was because he could vaguely feel that there was another powerful force in Wu Yun's body that was helping him.

However, Yang Yiyun couldn't see what the powerful force in Wu Yun's body was.

However, he can feel that this power does exist, far beyond his reach.

At this moment, whether it is Feng Changyi or him, it is useless to go up to help.

Because of this, he stopped Feng Changyi.

If even this power can't help Wu Yun, then Feng Changyi goes up to help, it will only add to the trouble.

At this moment, Wu Yun's face became more and more ugly, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

His face became even paler.

And Feng Changyi and Yang Yiyun are also waiting patiently on the side.

The whole process doesn't last long.

Probably, after a hundred breaths.

Finally, Wu Yun's painful expression gradually dissipated.

His pale complexion gradually returned to blood.

"Success, he took it down?"

Feng Changyi said excitedly.

"No, it's just the beginning."

Yang Yiyun's eyes sank, and he said, "At this moment, he is just raising and stabilizing the total amount of spiritual energy in his body at the ninth level of the Dao Realm."

"Hey~~! That's right, Dao, the power of Martial Dao also requires his understanding of Martial Dao."

The happy face that Feng Changyi had just appeared, suddenly sank.

"right!"

Yang Yiyun nodded and said, "He has improved his cultivation so quickly. In such a short period of time, his understanding of martial arts will definitely not keep up."

"Then what to do, if this is the case, once this state continues for too long, then he may still be unable to escape the end of his body explosion."

The wind gown worried.

"Palace Master, is there any way I can help him?"

"No!"

Yang Yiyun's straightforward answer made Feng Changyi's face change tragically.

He didn't speak anymore, because he knew that at this time, no matter how much he said, it would be nonsense.

The only thing he can do is wait.

Waiting for a miracle to happen.

In fact, compared to Feng Changyi, Yang Yiyun was not so worried.

Because, he could feel that Wu Yun had to rely on him if he dared to do so.

And what he relies on is most likely the unknown powerful force in his body.

At this moment, in Wu Yun's sea of ​​consciousness, the sound of the divine bell of good fortune sounded at the same time.

"Stinky boy, don't relax, the real difficulties are just beginning, stabilize the spiritual energy, I can help you, I can't help you with the power of the Dao later, I can only give you this strength, but can I help you? Comprehension for your own use, then it depends on your own creation."

"Once you fail, all your hard work over the years will be in vain."

"Come on, get ready!"

Wu Yun did not hesitate, gritted his teeth, and said.

As soon as the words fell, Wu Yun only felt a majestic force, which suddenly rushed towards his sea of ​​consciousness.

No, not the sea of ​​consciousness.

To be precise, it should be the world of Tao in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, Wu Yun felt as if his head was about to explode.

Today, although he can freely enter and leave the world of Tao.

However, that was based on his strength in Dan Dao.

If it is the identity of the martial arts, with his understanding of the martial arts, it is impossible to enter the world of free access to the Tao.

"Oops, can't I even enter the world of Tao?"

Originally, Wu Yun wanted to enter the world of Tao as Dan Dao.

However, he found that at this moment, his Dan Dao was automatically blocked.

There was a buzzing explosion in his mind, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness seemed to explode.

The tearing pain made Wu Yun feel the urge to commit suicide.

It was so painful that I wanted to die.

This kind of pain is simply beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Even Wu Yun, who has always been determined, began to show signs of blurred thinking.

There is even an urge to seek death.

"Stinky boy, keep the spiritual platform empty, steady, don't mess up, don't care about anything, as long as your sea of ​​consciousness doesn't explode, you will support me, this is the path you choose, even if you kneel, give I hold on."

As Wu Yun's consciousness became more and more chaotic, the sound of the divine bell of good fortune sounded in his mind at the right time.

At the same time, a soft aura slowly spread throughout Wu Yun's body, including his sea of ​​consciousness.

There is no doubt that this is the clock of good fortune helping him.

Suddenly, Wu Yun immediately regained consciousness.

However, even when he regained consciousness, he still couldn't do anything.

Because he cannot enter the world of Tao at all.

If you can't get in, you can't control the whole situation.

All he could do was hold on.

As for whether it can be successful or not, I am afraid it really depends on fate.

That was exactly what he said, and now, everything depends on his own creation.

"Yang Yiyun, after 120 years, you have finally come out, old friend, stay safe!"

At this moment, outside the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion, an unusually loud and majestic voice came out.

Hearing this voice, Yang Yiyun and Feng Changyi's eyes immediately retracted from Wu Yun's body.

"They're here!"

Wind long coat road.

Yang Yiyun frowned, he didn't speak.

But at about the same time when the wind coat opened.

I saw his arms waved violently.

In an instant, an invisible isolation aura hood appeared around Wu Yun, wrapping Wu Yun.

This move is not for other reasons, it should be afraid that the master of the martial arts palace will be alone.

He sensed the powerful force in Wu Yun's body.

Once he is noticed in this situation, he is bound to stop it.

I am afraid that Wu Yun will completely give up all his previous achievements.

After doing this, I just heard Yang Yiyun say: "I'll go out first, you watch Wu Yun here, don't let anyone disturb him, if someone breaks in, do your best and kill!"

"Yes!"

The wind gown nodded.

"Palace Master, you, be careful!"

"Don't worry, he can't kill me, but if..."

While speaking, Yang Yiyun suddenly looked back at Wu Yun again.

He hesitated, sighed, and then stopped.

He flew in a flash and disappeared into the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion.

Inside the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion, Feng Changyi looked at Wu Yun anxiously.

At this moment, Wu Yun has regained his calm, and the violent aura in his body has also subsided.

However, his cultivation base has not been moved.

Guess, at this moment Wu Yun should be comprehending martial arts.

However, in such a short time, can he really succeed?

"Wu Yun, you must succeed!"

He only listened to Feng Changyi muttering to himself, and then raised his head slightly.

Whispered: "My ancestors of the Pill Soul Palace, you must bless my Pill Soul Palace, for generations to be prosperous, and to survive this catastrophe!"

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