A huge bright light bloomed in Changsheng's hands, Changsheng's drink was deafening, and blood oozed from the male cultivator's ears, but these were not what he paid attention to. He could feel that the connection between the world and himself was getting less and less.
Even to the point of being weak!
How can it be?!
Obviously he is the owner of this Sumeru Mustard Seed, why is the connection getting weaker and weaker? It is the female cultivator in front of him, she, who took away his Sumeru Mustard Seed! No, he absolutely cannot live without this Sumeru Mustard Seed, this
This is his last resting place!
"ah--"
The man let out a wild shout, and then his whole body burst into flames. The fire quickly spread to Changsheng's body, and his clothes were set on fire. Changsheng could almost hear the crackling sound of his skin and flesh being burned.
Does it hurt? It definitely hurts, but at this critical moment, Chang Sheng will never let go! Powerful spiritual consciousness poured out, all of it was placed on the Yuanying in the suppressed hand. The Yuanying's face turned blue after being pinched.
Consciousness is constantly being squeezed, and even the injury to the body becomes more and more serious, and I can no longer hold on.
"..."
"Bo!"
An extremely subtle cracking sound sounded quietly, and the Yuanji Impermanent Carp roared in the sea of Changsheng Dantian!
"It's now!"
The overwhelming spiritual consciousness quickly took control of this Nascent Soul, and in the shortest possible time, it eliminated the connection with this world! However, at the same time, the male cultivator was already struggling to withstand Ji Jiuye's attack, trying hard to fight against the pain on his back.
He stabbed Chang Sheng hard at the cost of breaking half of his spine, and grabbed Chang Sheng's neck with one hand!
"Tsk!"
From the left side of Changsheng's face to the right side of his neck, four claw marks penetrated deeply into Changsheng's skin. Even his throat was clawed out, and blood almost spurted out! However, in the midst of this severe pain, Changsheng smiled.
She won!
With a "crash", the stubborn male cultivator appeared ten feet away in the next moment, his hands scratching in the air blankly, but the person he wanted to catch had already run away. No, it wasn't Yongan who ran away, it was
I was teleported away. The control of Xumi Mustard Seed was taken away by Yongan!
An unprecedented sense of frustration made him almost despair, but the next moment, wanton arrogance appeared on his face.
Since we can no longer control this world, let's destroy it together!
As soon as he thought, there were explosions one after another in the distance. Changsheng raised his eyes and saw a fire exploding in the distance! This madman, he wants to destroy this Sumeru Mustard Seed!
Listening to the violent explosion, the male cultivator showed a satisfied expression, but before he could feel happy, the explosion stopped?
The destruction of Sumeru Mustard Seed also affected Changsheng to some extent, but it was not fatal. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a hint of ridicule on her face.
"You don't think that if you let your clone self-destruct, this Sumeru Mustard Seed will be destroyed by you, right? You must have underestimated the fellow Taoists who were captured. We have gone through hardships and dangers to practice, not just to make a show for you, in everyone's heart
If there is a great road, as long as the heart towards the road does not die, people will never be destroyed!"
Touching her recovered throat, Changsheng sighed slightly. The movement was the many puppets she had released before. After several days of hard work, she finally guided all the fellow Taoists to recall their own lives. Originally, they were captured this time.
Monks are all top geniuses from major sects and families. Not only are their talents extremely high, but their willpower is also very strong. Just like Ji Jiuye, she had already noticed something was wrong before Changsheng reminded her, but she just lacked an opportunity.
It was difficult, but the timing was just right. When this top male cultivator was dead, the monks recalled their previous lives, and at the same time, they got back their own cultivation strength.
"We all have our own will. If you think that erasing the memory will make us completely different people, you are wrong. Even if the memory is not there, the body's muscle memory is still there. How can there be no suspicion at all?
Woolen cloth?"
"Those who play with people's hearts will eventually be defeated by them."
The male cultivator was silent at this time. He seemed unable to accept his failure. At this time, he lowered his head and looked at the small space under his feet. He suddenly remembered that when he first got the mustard seeds, his
He was so happy because he felt that he had a space exclusive to himself, a place where he could hide and lick his wounds.
At that time, his mind was still very simple, but since when did he become so cynical and dissatisfied? In fact, what if there are scars on his face? He can still disguise himself! What is it?
When did his mood completely change?
At this moment, Changsheng suddenly noticed that there was a slight flash of electricity on the man's body. Is that thunder?
"call……"
Vaguely feeling that Yuanji Wuchangli seemed very nervous, Changsheng frowned, and then suddenly saw a small thing flying out of the corner of his eye from the male cultivator opposite, and then flew straight towards him.
come over?
what?
Changsheng was about to grab the thing that wanted to burrow into the sea of consciousness in his head, but Yuanji Wuchangli suddenly flicked its tail, and the thing that could break through Changsheng's skin and burrow into his head in a short period of time suddenly let out a scream.
, and then disappeared.
"..."
This thing disappeared as suddenly and quickly as it appeared. Changsheng touched his forehead in disbelief. The thing just wanted to get into his sea of time consciousness from here. But Senior Yuanji Wuchangli flicked his tail, and it
Just disappeared.
It was a very weird thing. Changsheng couldn't detect any spiritual power from it, but it was cold and had a vague feeling of rejection.
Changsheng looked at Yuanji Wuchangli with subtle eyes, and Yuanji Wuchangli looked at Changsheng strangely.
"What's wrong?"
"……nothing."
The male cultivator's state changed a lot at this time. He softened slumped and remembered what he had done. Looking at Changsheng, there was a complicated and subtle emotion in his eyes.
Although he is a little unwilling to be defeated here, although all the past events were not his own intentions, they were his actions after all. He was not a good person to begin with, and he had committed so many crimes over the years that he had no shame to continue to live. Not to mention those who were captured
The sect family behind the monk did not allow him to survive.
The male cultivator knew that he was bound to die, so he took a deep breath and made up his mind.
"Fellow Taoist, I only hope that you can treat this world well..."
Changsheng looked at the obviously normal person in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Maybe this person is not bad in nature...
However, it is true that he killed people and ruined many people's lives.
In the end, Changsheng nodded slightly.
The male cultivator took a look at his hands. These were the hands that had caused countless murders over the years. They were already covered in the smell of blood and could not be washed away.
