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Chapter 1186: Persistence, they are coming

"The master of the palace, go on this way, he will die."

Wind long clothes are a little anxious.

"Won't."

It is Yang Yiyun's expression, which is calm than just now.

Of course, he naturally does not worry about Wu Yun.

In any case, now he and Wu Yun, after all, are the same boat people.

The reason why he was not worried is that he could feel vaguely that in Wu Yun's body, he had another powerful force to help him.

However, Yang Yiyun couldn't see the powerful force in Wu Yun's body. What was it?

However, he can feel that this power does exist far, far from what he can.

At this moment, whether it is a long coat or him, it is useless to go up to help.

Because of this, he stopped the wind and long clothes.

If you ca n’t help Wu Yun in this force, then the long clothes go up to help, you can only increase the increasing business.

At this moment, Wu Yun's face became more and more ugly, and his body was soaked by sweat.

His face is also pale and pale.

The wind and Yang Yiyun waited patiently.

The whole process, the duration is not long.

About a hundred breathing.

Finally, Wu Yun's face's painful expression gradually dispersed.

His pale face also gradually recovered blood.

"Success, he carried it?"

Wind long coat is a little excited.

"No, just started."

Yang Yiyun's eyes sank, and said: "At this moment, he just increased the total amount of aura in his body and stabilized in the state of Wu Dao's nine."

"His ~~! Yes, Tao, the power of martial arts also needs his understanding of martial arts."

The faces that had just emerged just appeared, and suddenly sank.

"right!"

Yang Yiyun nodded: "He has raised his cultivation so quickly. In such a short time, he must not keep up with the understanding of martial arts."

"What should I do, if this is the case, once this state lasts too long, then he may not be able to escape the end of the explosion and die."

Wind long clothes are worried.

"Hall master, is there any way to help him."

"No!"

Yang Yiyun's straightforward answer made Feng Changyi's face change miserable.

He didn't speak anymore, because he knew that at this time, no matter how much speaking, it was nonsense.

The only thing he can do is wait.

Waiting for a miracle.

In fact, compared with the wind and long clothes, Yang Yiyun was not so worried.

Because, he can feel that Wu Yun dares to do so, and he must have rely on it.

And what he rely on is very likely that the unknown power in his body.

At this moment, in the sea of ​​Wu Yun's consciousness, the sound of the creation of the god bell at the same time.

"Stink little boy, don't relax, real difficulties, just started, stabilizing the aura, I can help you, I can’t help you.

If you understand it for your own use, it depends on your own creation. "

"Once failed, all your efforts have been put on the east flow over the years."

"Come on, ready!"

Wu Yun didn't hesitate, gritted his teeth, said.

As soon as the words fell, Wu Yun only felt a magnificent power, and suddenly he rushed towards the sea of ​​his consciousness.

No, not the sea of ​​consciousness.

To be precise, it should be the world of Tao in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In a short time, Wu Yun just felt that his head seemed to explode.

Today, although he can enter and exit the world.

However, it was based on his strength on Dan Road.

If it is a martial arts, as his understanding on the martial arts, it is impossible to enter the world of free entering and exit.

"Oh, can I not even go in the world of Tao?"

Originally, Wu Yun wanted to enter the world of Taoism as Dan Dao.

However, he found that at this moment, his Dan Road was actually blocked automatically.

There was a buzzing in my head, and the whole consciousness seemed to explode.

The pain of the tear of shares made Wu Yun have a urge to commit suicide.

It's so painful, it's so painful to want to die.

This kind of pain is not an ordinary person to understand at all.

Even Wu Yun, who has always been firm, began to show signs of vague thinking.

There is even a urge to find death.

"Stink little boy, keep the spiritual platform, stabilize, don't mess up, don't care about anything, as long as your conscious sea has no explosion, you will support me. This is your own way.

I insist. "

As Wu Yun's consciousness is becoming more and more chaotic, in the mind, the sound of the creation of the god bell came in a timely manner.

At the same time, a soft breath slowly spread to Wu Yun's body, including his sea of ​​consciousness.

There is no doubt that this is the creation of the god bell to help him.

Suddenly, Wu Yunli resumed soberness.

However, even if he resumed soberly, he still couldn't do anything.

Because he can't enter the world of Taoism at all.

If you can't get in, you can't control the whole situation.

What he can do is to support it.

As for whether you can succeed, I am afraid it really wants to follow.

I just answered that sentence, and now, everything depends on his own creation.

"Yang Yiyun, for one hundred and twenty years, you finally came out, old friends, don't come without it!"

At this moment, outside the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion, an abnormally loud and majestic voice came out.

After hearing this sound, the eyes of Yang Yiyun and Fengye Weiyi immediately recovered from Wu Yun's body.

"They are here!"

Wind long clothing.

Yang Yiyun frowned, he didn't speak.

But at the same time at the opening of the wind -long coat.

I saw that he waved his arms sharply.

In a short time, an invisible isolation spiritual hood appeared in Wu Yunzhou and wrapped Wu Yun.

This move is not something else, it should be afraid of the martial arts palace owner, alone.

I noticed the powerful force in Wu Yun's body.

Once he is noticed in this case, he will inevitably come to stop it.

I am afraid that Wu Yun will abandon the whole work.

After doing this, I only listened to Yang Yiyun: "I go out first, you watch Wu Yun here, don't let anyone disturb him, if someone breaks in, do everything you can, kill!"

"yes!"

The wind and long clothes nodded.

"Hall owner, you, be careful!"

"Don't worry, he can't kill me, but if ..."

During the talk, Yang Yiyun suddenly looked back at Wu Yun again.

I want to stop, sigh, and then stop staying.

Flying, disappearing in the Tibetan Pavilion.

In the Tibetan Pavilion, the wind and long clothes looked at Wu Yun anxiously.

At this moment, Wu Yun has returned to peace, and the aura of the riots in his body has also calmed down.

However, his cultivation has not had any movement.

I guess, at this moment Wu Yun should be understanding martial arts.

But, can he really succeed in such a short time?

"Wu Yun, you must succeed!"

Just listening to the wind and long clothes murmured, and then raised his head slightly.

Looping: "My Dan soul hall is listed on the ancestor, you must bless me Dan Soul Temple, generation of Yongchang, spend this disaster!"


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