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At the same time that the palm print came out of the hand, within a hundred feet of the void, endless spiritual energy gathered quickly as if being pulled by some force. The palm print that was originally the size of a head turned into a size of more than thirty feet in the blink of an eye, with five colors inside.
It surges like a giant gluttonous beast, devouring everything in its path.
As the palm print approached, the expressions of the seven demon ancestors who had already reached the realm of Nascent Soul suddenly changed at the same time. They roared angrily, and billows of essence and blood spurted out from their mouths as if they were free of money. The essence and blood rolled and turned into a terrifying spiritual tide, heading towards the incoming palm print.
Blast away fiercely. At this moment, the seven demon ancestors did not hold back at all. Under the crisis of life and death, they burst out with unparalleled terrifying power.
Just facing a palm falling from the sky, no matter how turbulent these spiritual powers were, it was like ice and snow meeting a stove, without any effect. At the center of the palm print, the colorful glow seemed like a huge mouth swallowing the sky. Before these spiritual powers could get close to the three palm prints,
Ten feet away, it had been swallowed up and turned into the power of palm prints, thundering down.
The power of his hand is as powerful as the sky, and he is as coercive as the world.
At this moment, the seven demon ancestors had the feeling of facing the peak master at the same time. This feeling was extremely real. The terror and fear stayed on the faces of the seven demon ancestors. The next moment, milky white palm prints fell suddenly, the earth cracked, and auras appeared.
There was a riot, and terrifying and abnormal spiritual power ripples washed away in all directions.
Shrouded in the power of five colors, the seven demon ancestors had no resistance at all and were directly swallowed into nothingness. Even the Nascent Soul within their bodies could not escape.
Above the void, the Taoist put his hands on his back, his purple Taoist robe swaying in the wind. There was no emotion on his face. He looked at the unconscious Su Lingxiu leaning against the root of the tree, frowned slightly, and finally turned his gaze to Yan Feiyun, who was pale, and took a step.
Stepping out, the void rippled, and the next moment he was in front of Yan Feiyun, his eyes narrowed, and the power of his spiritual thoughts poured out, exploring Yan Feiyun's body.
After half a cup of tea, the Taoist's brows had turned into knots. He stared at the woman in front of him with wide eyes, staring at him without blinking. He was about to say something, but saw the woman shake her head and smile bitterly.
He said, "Senior, there is no need to say more. Feiyun's situation is clear to me. He sacrificed and refined his blood essence and soul in exchange for a great level of strength, but he didn't expect that he was still unable to withstand the Demon Ancestor's blow. Now he is on his deathbed..."
At this moment, Yan Feiyun stared at the Taoist in front of him with his eyebrows and eyes. He raised his hand and stroked his blood-stained hair with difficulty, and said again, "Senior's strength is amazing. He can kill seven demon ancestors with one palm. Although Feiyun can't
I know your senior’s surname, but I think he is also a famous member of our human race. This "Heart-blooded Dark Sword" is a secret skill passed down from generation to generation by our Yan family, so I gave it to senior. I hope senior can protect the human race and kill more monsters."
Yan Feiyun said slowly, and in the palm of his hand, there was an index finger length, like a jade slip stained with blood, gently thrown to the Taoist. After doing all this, Yan Feiyun seemed to have fulfilled his last wish, and went to sleep with a smile on his lips.
Seeing this, the Taoist sighed softly, turned his palm, and the jade slip had disappeared without a trace. He looked at Yan Feiyun who was leaving safely, and said softly, "Don't worry, the Taoist will definitely continue to pass on this secret skill."
"Ashes return to dust, dust returns to earth. Instead of being buried in the thick soil and turning into withered bones, it is better to just go with the wind!"
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As the voice fell, the Taoist opened his mouth and blew, and the milky white spiritual power floated gently, like a spiritual cocoon, gently wrapping Yan Feiyun's body. When the wind blew, the smoke disappeared.
After doing this, the Taoist slowly came to Su Lingxiu. Looking at the extremely thin person in front of him, the Taoist pursed his lips, flicked his fingers, and a ball of spiritual light entered his body. Su Lingxiu, who was originally unconscious, screamed.
With a sound, he slowly opened his eyes.
When she saw the Taoist for the first time, Su Lingxiu couldn't believe it. She rubbed her eyes and finally started crying with a "Wow" sound. Like a wronged cat, she threw herself into the Taoist's arms and sobbed.
More than that, "Brother Lu, is it really you?! Xiu'er is dreaming, right? Wuwuwu... Sister Zhen'er is gone, Grandpa Shou is gone too. Apart from Brother Lu, Xiu'er has no relatives in this world...
"
The Taoist's face was as calm as ever, but when he heard the words "Sister Zhen'er is gone", the palms holding his sleeves couldn't help but tighten, and then returned to normal, but deep in his eyes, there seemed to be something brewing.
The storm makes people shudder.
"Brother Lu, Sister Zhen'er asked me to give this to you, and Grandpa Shou asked me to give it to you."
After a long while, Su Lingxiu raised her head from the Taoist's arms, touched her arms, and took out a milky white jade slip and a fist-sized purple jade gourd.
The Taoist gently stroked Xiu'er's black hair, put the two things into the storage bag, looked up towards the sky, blinked, and after a long time, he slowly said, "Xiu'er, what do you have?
Do you wish?"
His voice was dry, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his eyes looking at Xiu'er were filled with an unprecedented level of doting.
"desire?"
Hearing these two words, Xiu'er blinked his eyes, his watery eyes full of expectation, "Xiu'er likes to watch the rain!"
"Oh? Can you tell Brother Lu why you like watching the rain?"
"When Xiu'er was very young, my mother liked to hold Xiu'er in front of the window and watch the rain. As long as it rained, Xiu'er would feel that her mother was still with Xiu'er, and Xiu'er would feel at ease!"
The crisp voice was filled with infinite memories, and a smile appeared on the face that was staggering with tears. At this moment, Xiuer was no different from those secular girls of thirteen or fourteen years old.
"That's it! When we first met, it was on the shore of Beihai. Brother Lu, would you like to take you to Beihai to watch the rain?"
Saying that, the Taoist didn't wait for the person in his arms to respond, he stepped down into the void, figured out the direction, raised his right palm slightly, and the milky white spiritual power poured into the palm of his hand like a flood.
In just half a cup of tea, purple meaning filled the palm of my hand, and a purple sun about three feet around was hovering around, like a dream. There was no wave on the Taoist's face, and as soon as his mind moved, the purple sun crossed the sky, with terrifying power.
The surrounding void was extremely distorted, and at the same time, the purple sun seemed to turn into a whirlpool, spinning at a terrifying speed.
At a certain moment, a purple passage suddenly emerged from the purple sun. Seeing this, the Taoist's face changed, his steps slightly raised, he hugged Su Lingxiu and ran directly into the passage and disappeared without a trace.
When the figure disappeared, the purple sun also turned into a purple light and followed closely.
Gathering the Mysterious Divine Light, the treasure inherited from Luochen Palace, in addition to being able to smelt the mountains and the earth, once it is controlled freely, it can also move through the void, and even derive the sea-swallowing purple flame. It can be said to have endless magical uses. With Kong Daoren's current level of strength,
It is enough to activate some power of the Xuan Gathering Divine Light.
One step forward, and you are already thousands of miles away. Such a method is beyond the reach of even those at the pinnacle of the world. The Taoist looked around, and the Gathering Mystic Divine Light was sacrificed again, moving towards the extreme northern sea without stopping.
go.
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The Shiwan Islands in the North Sea are dotted around, with all kinds of lights coming and going, making it an extremely busy scene. In the north of the North Sea, there is a small island called "Liuying Island".
Kong Laodao killed the crown prince of the Jiaolong clan, which triggered a melee between humans and demons. Facing the strength of the Jiaolong clan, the humans resisted desperately, and this "Liuying Island" was the place where the humans and the sea monsters had a decisive battle.
...If the Sea-Splitting Evil Sword hadn't disrupted the situation, the Beihai human race would have ended in a disastrous defeat in that battle.
Perhaps in order to remember the brutality of that battle, on Liuying Island, a thousand-foot bronze monument stood in the sky, with the name of a clan imprinted on it. The name of "Kong Laosan" was prominently listed, and it was still at the forefront.
Looking at the bronze monument in front of him, on the top of the mountain, a trace of emotion flashed across the Taoist's face, but it was only for a moment. He soon returned to normal, with his sleeves nestled in the Taoist's arms, like a father and daughter, silent to each other, but different.
Ordinary harmony is like a painting, quiet and profound.
"Brother Lu, is it going to rain here?"
Xiu'er raised her little face, looked at Xuan Yue who had popped up in the sky, and said with some confusion.
Hearing the words, the Taoist remained silent and blew gently, and a ball of milky white spiritual power escaped into the void. After a while, the sky and the earth changed color, the sparse clouds gathered rapidly, and the fine raindrops fell quietly like broken beads.
.
The dark moon hangs on the tips, and the raindrops are like curtains.
Xiu'er narrowed his beautiful eyes and smiled. After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "Brother Lu, Grandpa Shou told Xiu'er everything. Su Zu used Xiu'er's soul to make up for himself. No wonder many things happened to Xiu'er.
I can't even remember it. Xiu'er knows that she has only a few years to live... In order to save Xiu'er, sister Zhen'er did not hesitate to self-destruct her soul to stop Su Zu's footsteps. Xiu'er feels sorry for sister Zhen'er, and even more sorry for brother Lu... Lu
Big brother must avenge sister Zhen'er!"
Xiu'er sniffed and the corners of his eyes were red. But every word he spoke was like a steel knife, piercing deeply into the Taoist's heart.
"People cannot be resurrected. Even if Zhen'er is still alive, she definitely doesn't want to see Xiu'er living in self-blame. The real culprit is only Lord Su. But Xiu'er can rest assured that cause and effect are interrelated.
If the retribution is not satisfactory, Lord Su will not live long!
Okay, don’t think so much, Xiu’er just needs to be happy!”
The Taoist said, stroking the black hair on his sleeves, looking towards Xuan Yue in the sky, seeming to have thought of something, his eyes were filled with tenderness...