Yu Sha

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

Elder Zong seemed to be fully prepared and put on a completely all-out attitude.

It's not just the unity of energy throughout the body, but also the glow of death energy after passing the end of life in this life!

Furthermore, for a long time, Elder Zong's fleshy body, which was as thick as a hanging tomb, was suspended like a clay sculpture, quietly looking directly into the depths of the outer sea, looking at the boundless blood that blended into the sea and sky. Light Chixia.

A long time passed.

When the tense and urgent atmosphere lingering in the minds of cultivators continues to accumulate, the tiredness gets higher and thicker, and finally, after the tense heartstrings reach a certain extreme, they continue to rise one after another. When it was torn apart in the minds of the cultivators.

Almost in an instant, the atmosphere of an approaching battle to the death suddenly disappeared.

And with this dissipation, it seemed that there was some kind of destined battle to the death, which was rejected and postponed from the level of causality.

The old Snail Sage seemed to be using this method to show that he was not ready, and he also seemed to be using this method of teasing karma to further tease the elder Zong who was fully prepared and ready.

But when he looked carefully, Mr. Zong didn't seem to be affected.

He was still sitting there quietly.

With calm eyes, he stared at the vast bloody red clouds and the vague aura of cultivation of the old Luosheng.

What Mr. Zong did at this time was to restrain his Qi throughout his body, rather than to unleash his Qi. With the help of various ancient secrets and techniques of Feng Shui and Kanyu, Mr. Zong was able to do this easily. , and can be maintained for a long time without external interference.

The old Luosheng was different. This time he was not ready. The next time, and the next time, there would always be a moment when he was ready.

Karma can fool you once, but it may not fool you twice.

If too many people are fooled, it will inevitably lead to a reversal of the cause and effect, and the only person who will be fooled in the end is the Nine Yuan Snail Saint.

Therefore, Jiu Yuan Snail Saint would take action sooner or later, so Mr. Zong sat there, quietly waiting for his action, and was not moved by external objects.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

As the elder Zong regained his momentum, gradually, the same urgent emotions began to emerge from the minds of the cultivators again, becoming more and more intense, so depressing that it made people unable to breathe.

It is very strange to say that it is clearly a duel to the death between two people, but at this moment, it is the cultivators present who are undergoing repeated torture.

All the processes were the same as before, and it was precisely with this change in breath that the nervous and urgent heartstrings gradually became tighter and tighter.

Precisely because we have experienced the last time, all the practices at this time can clearly understand the changes in the heart strings at this moment. The heart strings are so tight that they completely collapse, leaving only a few short breaths. time.

This is already the pinnacle of true momentum before it reaches its peak and collapses!

If there is really a response, it should be at this moment, it should be this flash!

However, when looking from a distance, the figure of Old Snail Saint was still not visible in the boundless bloody red clouds.

It seems that the second teasing of causality has been completed under the indifference of the old snail saint.

But in everything, there are only three things that can be done. Could it be that the next stage of gathering momentum is the time when the real fight to the death is made?

With the complete crossing of the peak.

Almost all the monks had such thoughts.

Suddenly, on the slanting ground, among the thick foggy clouds and the torrential rain, a clear laughter rose into the sky!

All the blood mist dispersed, and when I looked again, I saw Uncle Shang's figure, tearing apart the dark green mist. The moment it shot up into the sky, Uncle Shang was surrounded by an endless sea of ​​​​flames. , and in the swirling and steaming flames of the sea of ​​​​fire, there is a continuous stream of blood-colored spiritual light transpiration and suspension, whirling around with the vitality and creation power of the jade jade, and now it appears into a different-colored yin and yang fish picture.

This is a far more intense momentum than in the past.

And when you look carefully, you can also see that in the emerald wood phase's vitality and creation power, there is a faint glimpse of the gilded divine flower, and there is even demonic flames that are burned into nothingness by the true fire of the sun.

When he looked again, the dark green haze that had been torn apart and then blown to the edge of the battlefield by the strong wind was instead wrapped in a very dim spiritual light and suddenly transformed into the figure of Kui Lao. , and then without stopping at all, only a faint light penetrated into the depths of the outer sea, and suddenly disappeared.

Obviously, Shang Bo gained some decisive advantage.

This advantage was enough to teach Mr. Kui to give up all hope of finding a way forward, and then just barely protect his life and cultivation level. He didn't even care about the heritage that was taken away, and just ran away.

As a result, in the bloody battlefield, only Shang Bo was left standing there. In the midst of his majesty, even the Taoist form of the towering giant tree transformed from the Guizhen Taoism hanging behind him had been destroyed by Shang Bo's The true sun fire itself was burned until only the incomplete tree trunks were left, which still gave Zhu Xiu a slightly intimidating connotation in his heart.

And it was with the dispersion of this meaning that in an instant, the tight string lingering in the minds of the cultivators was broken.

But Uncle Shang seemed to have no idea at all.

He is taking advantage of the opportunity that the foundation of Guizhen Tao Seed has been depleted, and instead increases his efforts to pour more of his three-yuan power of essence, energy, and spirit into Gui Zhen Tao Seed.

And with the influx of essence and qi, Uncle Shang soon reproduced the mystery of his own martial arts fighting. His figure flashed in the illusory haze for a moment, bathed in the colorful spiritual light illuminated by the holes of the seal patterns on the talisman. , and then the physical body, which was full of injuries, returned to perfection in an instant.

But with the influx of divine energy, it was especially clear that at that moment there was some kind of secret charm mixed into it, and the divine energy that was far more fragmented than the duality of essence and qi was poured into it together. When pouring into the path of returning to truth.

Almost visible to the naked eye, Uncle Shang's aura has undergone a completely different change.

The change itself is very strange.

It’s not that he changed into a different person in the blink of an eye, but it seems that after a person has been immersed in different changes of emotions, different memory experiences, and different Taoist practices for a long time, he changed what was originally possible. The charm and temperament that takes a long time to change quietly and unconsciously is condensed in a very short process of change.

There is clearly a process of change, but it still feels strange within a few breaths.

And at this moment, staring at Uncle Shang who seemed strange to people for a while, Zhu Xiu almost subconsciously looked at the great elder of the Palace of Lihen and the headmaster of the White Bone Temple.

Among those present, the Great Elder of Lihen Palace belongs to the Fang family of the Yinming Ghost Demonic Way, and only the various Taoist methods of the White Bone Temple can be passed down, which uses the body to refining the body and emphasizes the transformation from the old shell. From the true form of cultivation, no one is better able to identify the changes in Uncle Shang's situation at this time than the two of them.

Under the gaze of the cultivators, the Great Elder of the Lihen Palace frowned tightly and said nothing; the Headmaster of the White Bone Temple not far away subconsciously tightened the bone beads in his hand.

Although they didn't say a word, the changes in their expressions were already silently proving the truth about Uncle Shang's changes.

In an instant, for the third time, because of the sudden change in this scene, Zhu Xiu's urgent heartstrings were raised, and in a very short period of time, they were tense to the extreme.

But in the same place, "Uncle Shang", who was completely on the road to return to his true self, was completely unaware of the gazes of the cultivators or the changes in his energy.

In this moment of influx of the three elements of energy, energy and spirit, and under the transformation of Guizhen, some kind of change at the soul level has almost become a foregone conclusion.

This is a fact that the young scholar cannot recover no matter how hard he struggles.

Perhaps it was this desperate situation that could break the pedantic Taoist heart of Minghai, a child who had read too many Taoist books.

Of course, with the support of the vitality and creation power of Kui Lao's origin that still exists in the true fire of the sun, perhaps before persuading the young scholar, he can rely on these to completely follow the path of returning to his true nature, and then, With the way forward and retreat completely blocked, Minghai was punished and taught a lesson.

Teach him to know that even if he is far away from Zhongzhou, the Lu family is still the Lu family!

And it was just when Uncle Shang was immersed in the changes in his own energy and spirit, relying on some indescribable feeling of universality that he had returned to his true nature and become unified.

Suddenly, Uncle Shang seemed to have noticed something. At this moment, he didn't even have time to use all his energy to refine the vitality and creation power in the true fire of the sun, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

When he turned his head and looked around, he didn't know when the old man, who was clearly filled with all his energy and was shining in the distance towards the sea. The suspended tomb-like body was turning around at this time, looking straight at him. , I don’t know how long I have been staring like this.

Eyes facing each other.

In unprecedented silence.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Suddenly, Uncle Shang grinned.

"Ha! Boundary barrier?"

Then, under the gaze of the elder Zong, he took the master seal with his hand and moved it in the direction of the hanging wall.

——

Deep in the outer sea, on top of the nine-fold altar.

Almost at the same time, the elder Zong changed the direction of his body, and Uncle Shang, against the old Luo Sheng’s premeditation, struck the seal in the direction of the hanging wall.

Old Luo Sheng suddenly opened his eyes and then stood up.

"Well, it's true that you and other human monks plotted against me with the aura of disease and plague, and that's why I had no choice but to make this move..."

When the words fell, five colors of spiritual light were swirling in the depths of Old Luosheng's old and turbid eyes.

It happened at this moment that Old Snail Sage was waiting to take a step forward.

Suddenly, behind the old Luosheng, behind the Nine-fold Dharma Altar, in the boundless red glow of blood, a perfectly round mirror wheel connecting the sky and the sea appeared, with blazing blood flames burning on it, like a round mirror. The blood-flame sun slowly rose from the sky in the east.

The next moment, the desolate roar of a dragon resounded throughout the outer sea!