My Taoist Career

Yang Sheng's behavior obviously angered everyone, and he obviously did it on purpose... His face showed dissatisfaction, and for Wu Liyu, he only had the word "traitor" who was dissatisfied, and his expression was like an incomprehensible extreme Children, no one can persuade you.

Xiao Chengqian has become speechless with anger... No matter how much we cry, suffer, howl, hug, support along the way... We will never forget, what is the sacrifice of the older generation for?

Therefore, all of this was just passively watching, but he dared not stop.

There was no anger on the master's expression... Under the two lines of tears, there was only a faint sentence: "The way is different, so we don't conspire with each other."

"Master Jiang, I have always respected you..." Yang Sheng pressed on every step of the way... There was a desire for approval in his expression.

Isn't he only one step away from success?If you beat me down.

My heart has become cold... The great pain has become a kind of numbness from the soul, pressure or something... I can't feel it anymore, it's all about the steps under my feet, the fastest, the biggest step pace of...

"Let's do it." The master interrupted Yang Sheng's words... under the pinch of the hand formula...the golden sword woven from heavenly thunder slashed at Yang Sheng mercilessly.

Although Yang Sheng said on the surface that he couldn't bear it... But why hasn't he been guarding against my master?

The moment the great sword fell... those big blue hands grasped the great sword at once...

There was a buzzing sound...the collision officially started...the river of fate entangled in front of and behind Yang Sheng began to boil...he kept wrapping those big blue hands...while the master's face was red and his veins were bulging ...with both hands strenuously making a tactic, let the golden sword move forward with all its strength...

This is a painful war of attrition...the big blue hand is constantly being melted away, tradition...and then wrapped in new power...

And there is a dull roar between the golden thunder.... Layer by layer, it is also weakened...

At this time, Master Wang's formation...was brightened to the weirdest level...as if it was constantly replenishing 'energy' for the great sword...but it couldn't compare to Yang Sheng's River of Destiny...at least On the surface, Yang Sheng's river of fate is still surging, and it has not been exhausted to an unbearable level...

This is a tug-of-war, I have to admit, with our joint efforts...Master bought us more time, and we rushed forward...This winding path has been halfway, and the surrounding The lonely temple with space distortion is approaching...

But at this moment, the entire battlefield uttered an earth-shattering roar...so that everyone couldn't help but look sideways...in the altar of Yang Sheng's forces...Wu Liyu used a A strange gesture of kneeling...the palms of both hands were raised above the head, and his complexion showed a strange flush... At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

All the people of Yang Sheng's forces had a strained look on their faces with their eyes closed... At this moment, the distorted space above began to spin rapidly... and then a black crack formed.

In the crack, there seems to be a kind of hopeless darkness... The unknown wind roars in the crack... With the long distance of time, but there is also a huge fear that seems to surround everyone, This kind of fear makes people prefer to die immediately, and they don't want to enter this crack...

I tried my best to move my eyes away from the crack... It seems that the wind on the hillside is getting stronger, and the pressure is almost breathless... The master who appeared for a moment before, under the tragedy again and again, still let me The silence that cannot be guessed... His beloved apprentices died in front of him one by one, could he still see through another ending?

Yes, I don't feel the total death of these elders...nor do I need to feel it at this time!The facts in front of me couldn't be clearer... the body of Uncle Hui, who was deliberately protected by a few big snakes in the battlefield... just fell on his back in the muddy snow... with his arms open, and his body The drizzle seemed to be cleaning the blood for him...

Uncle Wang stretched out one arm...he was lying in the middle of the formation that was splashed with his blood...I couldn't see his expression clearly, but the wind that blew would occasionally lift his white hair.

Brother Yuan Yi was leaning against the cliff...half lying down...the right hand lightly clenched into a fist, the thumb was still stretched out...but that arm was already weakly resting on his side...

Wu Liyu was lying on his back about five meters in front of his master, with a smile on his face, and a "grandson" mouth...the corners of his mouth were full of blood...the rainwater had already flowed all over the ground ....

No matter how you look at it, there is no life... I don't know why, my tears are blurred again... But I was once again attracted by the earth-shattering roar... I just walked numbly, but saw There seemed to be countless human faces emerging from the crack...Desperate, bleak, skinny... Pairs of fluttering arms struggled, as if trying to collide with the crack...

How sharp is my spiritual sense?Although at this time... already numb from the pain, I still feel it.. the souls represented behind every human face are earth-shattering 'ghosts' in this world, all resentful and hostile ...Any one of them can cause a tragic murder in this world.

Is Wu Tian going to release them?He is so numb to the death of his own descendants (Wu Liyu)...It is not surprising that he did such a thing...He seems to be the representative of the world's selfishness to the limit.

But I was wrong...he didn't intend to release these ghosts at all...but under Sheng Sheng's spell...he summoned another existence...at this time, a pair of big blue and black hands, With sharp nails... reaching out and grabbing the crack...

That astonishing aura made those ghosts who wanted to struggle out of the crack avoid one after another...

Then another big hand grabbed another crack.. A stern roar came out from the crack... two big hands suddenly exerted force... as if they were going to tear the crack open and struggled out!

what is that?At this time...everyone's heart was shaking...and I remembered an old saying in my numbness-Ghost Emperor!

The highest existence among all the ghosts... Originally, it was possible to cultivate to that level and achieve a positive result... After all, ghost cultivation is not something too outrageous... However, there is a kind of ghost emperor who has completely eliminated this kind of existence. Plant a way!

They are people who were evil before they were alive...The death of their souls is not enough to punish their crimes, because they need to be suppressed to dispel their innocent grievances...After the karma comes to fruition, their souls will be scattered, so they are suppressed. The lowest level of hell...

There, there are all evil and evil people... The evil spirit and resentment are overwhelming... They fight with each other, and a ghost emperor will eventually be born in the middle... No matter how strong this ghost emperor is, he will eventually Being bombarded to death by the endless reincarnation of heavenly tribulation...Even if they become ghost emperors, they have to endure the torment of endless hell to repay the evil consequences...Therefore, they are even more violent, terrifying, ruthless, and crazy existences.

Wu Tian actually wants to summon this kind of ghost emperor to the world?Doesn't he know... the horror of this kind of ghost emperor once he loses control?Wouldn't that be less than the catastrophe brought by Yang Sheng?

The heavy responsibilities and worries in my heart... almost burst my heart... What's more, those seemingly numb sorrows are actually a little shaken, and they will hurt the soul...

Under this kind of pressure, I have become silent...In the freezing rain and cold wind...I only know how to move forward...I don't give myself a little time to adapt to those pressures, so under the pressure , My mouth and nose are full of blood... But I don't care, I only know that I can only have hope if I get close to that lonely temple.

Wu Tian made such a big commotion here... and Zhengdao's Heavenly Punishment Formation finally made a huge commotion at this moment... Under the golden light...several golden thunderbolts almost Reflecting the entire grassland....The golden thunder and lightning also tore a huge hole in the sky...No ghost emperor appeared so earth-shattering...just a vague figure, in that huge hole , becomes gradually clear.

"Oh my God!" Although everyone was sad and uncomfortable...but after seeing the figure clearly, the girl exclaimed...while the man was shocked and silent!

What is that figure?It is a real legendary existence... the one who is in charge of thunder and lightning... Lei Gong!

Wings, sharp beak...holding a thunder hammer...a figure like a 'demon'...if this is not Lei Gong, who is it?

That phantom is incomparably huge...projected in the opening in the sky...not smaller than the ghost emperor's figure...evenly matched, even before he appeared, he was shocked by the ghost emperor's aura!

The Formation of Heavenly Punishment...What a Formation of Heavenly Punishment...It turned out that what was summoned was not the thousands of thunder punishments I imagined...but directly summoned Thunder God!

"Chengyi, charge forward!" At this moment...a familiar roar suddenly came from the bottom of the hillside...

My body trembled...Master!

At this moment, I suddenly don't want to face it... If I don't face it, can I still have fantasies?