''This guy actually sublimated his Taoist heart under such circumstances?''
The bald crane was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then his mouth twitched slightly.
''Boom!''
The terrifying sky monument kept pressing down, getting closer and closer to the two.
The void couldn't stop trembling and roaring, and the gray sky even cracked one after another.
Finally, the monument reached the sky.
The terrifying sense of oppression was so intense that it continued to pour on Wang Teng and Bald Crane, causing both of them to tremble.
''Boom!''
Finally, the monument completely fell on their heads.
''I support it!''
The bald-headed crane turned red from holding back and roared.
Wang Teng's body was also shaken greatly, and the power of his soul was constantly surging throughout his body. His body shape could hardly be maintained, and it was like turning into golden smoke, rolling.
''I can't stand it... I can't stand it...''
Wang Teng roared, and his whole body glowed with blazing light. Under the terrifying pressure, his soul began to collapse, and the pain of tearing his soul made him tremble uncontrollably.
This was despite the bald crane sharing some of the pressure for him.
If it weren't for the bald crane to share this part of the pressure for him, I'm afraid his soul would have completely collapsed before the sky monument could suppress it.
But even so, with the bald crane sharing part of the pressure, Wang Teng was still unable to bear the terrifying sense of oppression at this moment, and was still in danger of losing his soul.
At this critical moment.
On the other side of the river, at the head of Daling City, a ball of light suddenly shot out from Wang Teng's true body, bursting out with blazing light and shooting straight towards him.
It was the life-saving means given to Wang Teng by the Shadow Swordsman before, an innate power!
The golden light shot out, and the terrifying power contained in it bloomed instantly, and a golden light hit the monument hard.
''Boom!''
The monument suddenly trembled, and a sword hole appeared in the center, but it was penetrated by the golden light on the spot!
A powerful mysterious rune contained inside its heavenly monument exploded with a bang.
The entire sky monument collapsed in an instant and exploded into pieces.
The powerful storm of power caused Wang Teng and Bald Crane to fly away.
At the same time, the powerful sense of oppression also disappeared with the destruction of the terrifying sky monument.
The innate power left by the shadow swordsman exerted powerful force at the critical moment to independently protect the master and defeat the sky monument that threatened Wang Teng.
The spirits of Wang Teng and Bald Crane fell back into the ferry boat lightly, their faces pale, their eyes horrified, and their hearts lingering with fear.
‘‘It’s the innate power given by the senior shadow swordsman! It’s so powerful that it can pass through the fairy spirits to induce the secret formation, and crush the heavenly monument suppressed by the backlash of cause and effect?’’
Wang Teng was shocked. He did not expect that the life-saving means given to him by the Shadow Swordsman would be so reliable and powerful.
Even the bald-headed crane couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and then said with a sharp sting: "This power... Those guys are really not simple, especially the swordsman, who is just a brand, but he has such a powerful method, can
Condensing such a powerful innate power to protect you, such a method can almost match one ten thousandth of what He Ye and I can do!"
Wang Teng couldn't help but glance at the bald crane when he heard this, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. Although this guy was not as miserable as him just now, he was not much better than him. Facing the suppressed sky monument, he could only endure it.
I'm totally helpless.
''Tsk!''
In the sky, streaks of scarlet lightning intertwined and made sounds, but soon, these visions disappeared as the monument collapsed.
The huge black vortex that emerged above the nine heavens has not disappeared, and is still floating in mid-air.
Wang Teng felt a little heavy. He had just opened the door to resurrection, but the backlash of karma was so terrifying.
If the wasteland creatures were really resurrected, how terrifying would their backlash be?
‘‘What? Now you know that you are afraid? Now that you know that you are afraid, it is still too late. You can immediately stop all plans and escape unscathed. Otherwise, something more terrible may happen next.’’
The bald crane looked at Wang Teng calmly and said.
However, Wang Teng shook his head and continued to chant the incantation. It was not until half a quarter of an hour later that the incantation stopped.
It's not that he intends to give up, but that the mantra has been completely recited.
As his last spell fell, the gloomy world changed again, and countless lantern-like soul fires lit up from the depths of the endless wilderness ahead.
''The soul is back——''
When Wang Teng saw this, his eyes suddenly brightened, and the power of his soul surged throughout his body, emitting a powerful spiritual magic sound.
There was a deep shout, like thunder exploding.
The endless fog gradually dispersed.
Countless lights of souls emerged from the vast wilderness.
Wisps of sparks of light continued to condense in the distance, and finally condensed into complete souls.
''Crash!''
The river of true spirit is boiling.
Many monsters in the river emerged from the river, looking at the countless lights of soul light.
The bald-headed crane also looked forward, with a look of surprise in his eyes: ''Is he really going to succeed? How can he actually condense the remnant soul threads into complete souls so quickly?''
‘‘That’s right, the creatures in the wasteland here were originally trapped in this corner of the land. After going through reincarnation, their souls were extinguished, and their remaining souls were scattered into the void, but they are still wandering in this place...’’
Wang Teng also noticed the condensed soul lights in front of him, and his eyes suddenly showed excitement.
He exudes a soft light, like a lighthouse, guiding the direction of the condensed souls.
Finally, countless lights illuminated the vast wilderness ahead, and then rushed towards the place where Wang Teng was.
''The sect leader, the Supreme Elder, the master, Qingyun Sword Master, Haoxuan Saint King, Xuanling Saint King, Beiming Saint King, Lingxiao Saint King, Taixuan Saint, and the young Saint King of Arctic Palace...
…''
Wang Teng was excited and had ups and downs in his mind. He felt familiar soul breaths and saw familiar figures.
Lin Jingtian, the leader of Wanjian Sect, the disrespectful Supreme Elder, Wutian Demon Lord, the saints of the wasteland, as well as Li Qingya and other people who had some interactions with Wang Teng, their soul fires were reflected one after another.
Entering Wang Teng's eyes, his eyes couldn't help but become hazy.
He wanted to jump off the ferry boat and rush towards them, but he restrained his inner impulse.
Because, at this moment, their soul fire is still very fragile and cannot withstand the slightest impact, otherwise it may collapse again. Once it collapses again, it will be extremely difficult to condense it again.