The body of the Taishangwei turned into sand and drifted in this dark time and space, and his soul was destroyed here together.

Su Yun looked at him quietly, and his mood suddenly became unexpectedly calm.

He raised the jade stick in his hand, but found that the stick was dim and turned into the most ordinary stick.

This is also a divine object. It has been psychic for a long time, but the master left, and it did not want to exist alone, so it evaporated its internal power on its own.

However, things do not need to be practical or not, and they are just for commemoration.

"You have killed so many people and should have been eroded by evil spirits, but why didn't you kill this Supreme Guard immediately?"

At this time, Ling Qingyu's voice with doubt sounded in the sword box. She kept silently paying attention to Su Yun in the sword box. Since the evil sword appeared again, Su Yun's mind was affected by the fierce sword's aura. He did not consider how many people would die tragically after his sword's sword's death, nor did he consider how serious the result would be if his sword went. Ling Qingyu even thought that Su Yun would lose his mind and himself in this sword. After all, that was tens of millions of lives.

However, after devouring the three souls and seven spirits of the Taiyi Sect Master, Su Yun's aroused state of mind became strangely calm. Perhaps, the powerful soul of the Taiyi Sect Master temporarily suppressed part of his anger.

"I really wanted to kill the Supreme Guard just now." Su Yun's hoarse voice appeared: "But I can't kill anymore."

The blood-red tide in his eyes had not yet faded, and it looked very scary, and his breath was very unstable, like a boiling kettle lid with water boiled, ups and downs.

In an instant, millions of people died in front of themselves and at their own hands. The mental impact caused by this situation was simply unimaginable. Su Yun was not a god. Even if he became the demon king of the True Demon Sect, even if he practiced hard in the quiet world for decades, he could not get rid of it.

Ling Qingyu quietly looked at Su Yun's face through the sword box and found that his face was always tense. Although there was not much painful expression, this depression could tell that he was feeling uncomfortable.

"You have to find a way to resolve this anger, otherwise if you continue, your situation will be bad!"

"I know."

Su Yun took a few breaths, his heart was in a mess.

At present, we need to recuperate. Where can we go to recuperate? He doesn't know! Moreover, the solution of this anger cannot be achieved by oneself, but also requires the help of others.

A master of the True Demon Sect?

This obviously doesn't work. Although the demon's hostility cannot be compared with his huge amount of hostility, it cannot help him.

Suddenly, Su Yun thought of someone.

He immediately exclaimed and rushed out of Taiyi.

"Su Yun, where are you going?" Ling Qingyu asked with some concern.

"The Great Martial Saint Yuan!"

Su Yun called out.

When Ling Qingyu heard this, she was quite puzzled.

However, Su Yun did not explain much, and urged his energy to rush forward with all his strength. But as soon as he left Taiyi Realm, the hostility in his body began to rush, and the suppression of human power was already stretched, and the tightness on Su Yun's face became more and more obvious.

When he entered the Jiwu Shengyuan, Su Yun's skin had become extremely blood-red, with bloodshots exposed, blue veins highlighted, and his eyes were red so much that he could hardly see his eyes clearly.

His body shaking and his flight was very slow. The strong murderous aura and violent aura made the spiritual practitioners on the way dare not approach him.

"I need to devour the soul of the spiritual cultivator to suppress it. I need the soul." Su Yun murmured hoarsely.

"No! Su Yun, the more you swallow, the more you are lost. You must hold on!!" Ling Qingyu flew out of the sword box and supported Su Yun and shouted anxiously.

However, at this moment, Su Yun suddenly turned around and grabbed Ling Qingyu's arm, staring at her with bloody eyes full of fierce light.

Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment and suddenly thought of something.

Could it be that Su Yun was eroded by the evil spirit and wanted to devour me now?

Ling Qingyu's face turned pale and she quickly pushed Su Yun away, but before she could move, Su Yun took the lead in pushing her away

"Xingyu!! Go back to the sword box quickly!!"

Su Yun covered her head and said with a trembling body.

Ling Qingyu looked at him foolishly and immediately understood that the action just now was made by Su Yun's only will. He was desperately suppressing the hostility in his body.

However, Ling Qingyu did not go back immediately. She stood there, hesitating, abandoning Su Yun and leaving? However, if she refused to give up, what could she do?

Crane.

Finally, Su Yun couldn't suppress it anymore!

His hand directly grabbed the dead sword behind him, and with force, the sword broke away from the scabbard.

"Su Yun, calm down!" Ling Qingyu clenched her fists tightly and shouted loudly.

But this statement did not work for Su Yun at this time. He raised his head, stared at Ling Qingyu, and moved his trembling body towards her little by little.

It's already hard to suppress.

It's almost reached its limit.

He felt that he would blow it up if he stopped doing anything!

call!

At this moment, a breeze suddenly floated from a distance, gently hitting Su Yun's face, followed by several emerald green leaves and a wisp of intoxicating fragrance of flowers, accompanied by the breeze.

The wind came very timely, like a pair of cold hands, calming Su Yun's hot mood a little.

His body stopped trembling. Although his breathing was still rapid, the blood-red tide in his eyes had not yet faded, but it was much better than before.

Does anyone cast a spell?

Ling Qingyu felt this change, and a thought immediately flashed through her mind. When she turned around, she saw a group of spiritual practitioners flying quickly from not far away. The leader was an old man, the "Bodhi Master"!!

"Master!"

Su Yun looked at Master Bodhi and called out weakly.

"Don't talk more, adjust your breath quickly!" Master Bodhi shouted from afar.

However, before Su Yunduo could say anything, the whole body lost its strength, stepped on the air and fell to the ground.

Master Bodhi flashed and approached, raised his palms, and hit Su Yun on the back, instilling a steady stream of spiritual breath.

This breath was like cool spring water, pouring into its body, and the hostility that was raging Su Yun's body was slightly suppressed.

Su Yun slowly opened his eyes, looked at Master Bodhi behind him, and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, Master, my disciple always causes trouble for you."

"Don't say more, sit cross-legged and regulate your breathing quickly, concentrate and calm your mind, and don't think about anything!! Do you understand? Let go of your mind!!"

Master Bodhi whispered: "As soon as you enter the Great Martial Saint Yuan, I feel this terrifying anger. I have never seen such a strong anger! You should have a divine object to protect your body, right? If it weren't for this divine object, you would probably have your three souls and seven spirits had long been swallowed by this anger, and the human being would have turned into a walking corpse!!"

Master Bodhi's expression had never been so serious. Su Yun understood Master Bodhi's meaning and knew that what he was talking about might be the Holy Imperial Battle Jewelry. Immediately, the person emptyed his mind and urged his breathing cross-legged.

He tried his best to force himself not to think about those things in the world. However, when he closed his eyes, thrilling and terrifying scenes always flashed through his mind.

Hundreds of people turned into grains of sand in front of their eyes.

Countless souls wailed in the dark sky, and then slowly disappeared.

The peerless strong man stared at himself with a shocked and vicious look.

All this is like a nightmare, constantly gnawing on one's own thinking.

Su Yun's body trembled slightly, not fearful, but anger and upset trembling. These thoughts were almost about to collapse his spirit!

Seeing this, Master Bodhi shouted anxiously: "Remember to me! The wind is about to blow on the willows, the willow leaves are slightly moving, the way of heaven is all phenomena, all things are endless, the principles of nature, the relationship between heaven is natural, let it go, and the whole is perfect."

After a few words of mantra came out, Su Yun hurriedly opened his lips and recited them with his will.

"The wind is about to blow on the willows, the willow leaves move slightly, the way of heaven is all in all things, all things are endless, the principles of nature, the relationship between heaven is natural, and the whole is perfect."

As the mantra was read out, Su Yun unexpectedly realized that the increasing hostility in his body stopped.

The state of mind has also stabilized, no longer had any violent distractions, and was surprisingly calm. This long-lost feeling made Su Yun extremely fascinated.

Master Bodhi and Su Yun sat cross-legged on the ground, muttering words, while the disciples who followed the master surrounded Su Yun, looking at him strangely. When people were people, more men were looking sideways and quietly staring at Ling Qingyu next to him.

As time passed, Su Yun's blood-red skin began to return to its original color, and the blue veins and the bursting blood vessels gradually faded away, and the anger gradually subsided, and the person also recovered.

Three hours later, the two stopped reciting the mantra almost at the same time, and then slowly opened their eyes.

"How did you feel?"

"It's much better." Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief, quickly got up, and bowed to Master Bodhi: "Thank you for your help!"

"Don't be polite."

Master Bodhi nodded slightly, then looked Su Yun up and down, with a calm expression.

"But Su Yun, although your current situation has stabilized, this is just a symptom treatment and has not achieved the effect of treating the root cause. The hostility in your body will burst out anytime and anywhere, affecting your mind and even hurting your three souls and seven spirits. Therefore, you must find a way to eliminate these hostility, otherwise you will die at any time!"

"Master said it right." Su Yun calmed down and said, "I also understand the power of these hostility. However, the hostility in my body is probably very huge. If the immortals and gods of water were definitely not afraid, but my strength would not be able to compete with this hostility, and it would not be easy to eliminate fear." Su Yun shook his head and said.

Every time those people died, they accumulated a trace of hostility in Su Yun's body. Now Su Yun's body is so strong that he doesn't even know that.

"There is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid of those who are interested. Jiwu Shengyuan is a good place to heal and recuperate. Su Yun, you have been resolving your anger in Jiwu Shengyuan for a while. Don't go to other places for the time being, try to contact outsiders as little as possible, and don't have disputes. Perhaps in the past year, the anger will be resolved."

"It's so good. I'll follow what my master said, but before that, I hope to go to Beiyang." Su Yun said seriously.

"Yes, to prevent accidents, I will go with you!" Master Bodhi said with a smile.
Chapter completed!