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Chapter 147 worrying

The burning soul method is an extremely exquisite soul method.

When a person dies, his soul disperses. This describes ordinary people and ordinary warriors.

In fact, the soul is so powerful that even if the body is destroyed, the soul will not be dispersed. However, it is extremely fragile and can easily be contained by special means, allowing others to control their lives.

Regarding the cultivation progress of the immortal soul, Mo Yu has extremely high talent. He can be regarded as the latecomer and has the deepest understanding.

The method of burning souls was also the first one he learned. Mo Tian once warned him not to burn souls unless absolutely necessary, because this means that both body and soul will be destroyed and will never be reincarnated.

But Mo Tian also said that those who have mastered the soul method have various methods of imprisoning the soul.

Although their cultivation is not high, their souls are not weak and they are likely to be imprisoned.

At this moment, when the vitality of the physical body was almost gone, Mo Yu found that his soul had left his body and became a rootless duckweed.

The burning of his soul made his consciousness even more blurred.

"Is this the death of body and spirit?"

The world was so peaceful, and even though there was still a life-and-death fight going on on the ground, it didn't affect him at all.

It was as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him. It was as if someone was telling him that your body and soul were about to be destroyed. Just look at this vast world again.

But if you look at it, what's the point? It only increases your attachment.

Dissipate, destroy both form and spirit, and everything will return to nature.

No more active thoughts, it seems as if everything has become nothingness, accommodated together with this empty sky.

The next moment, Mo Yu suddenly opened his eyes and saw Young Master Zhao and the Little Evil King arriving. They looked at each other but could not speak, as if they had been deprived of the right to speak.

Young Master Zhao and Little Evil King also looked down.

At this moment, the black and white evil spirits also tried their best to die, and soon they became a bloody mess.

Then, the black and white evil spirits reunited with them.

The oil has run out and the lamp has dried up. There is no longer any hope of life. Every one of the war legions is in danger.

"Let's form a formation."

"The formation of the Ten Directions Soaring to the Sky, rushes to the Ten Directions in one burst."

The ten people laughed. Their physical bodies had no strength at all. The Western Master destroyed their formation with one palm, and the formation was destroyed.

"Let's go, don't keep them waiting." The ten people looked at the corpses of Yao Ye and others, smiled sadly, and their soul power skyrocketed.

In an instant, his body fell limply, with some residual heat still lingering.

The fifteen people gathered together again. They watched the Western Master and the remaining ten people rushing towards the direction Mo Tian was going. They all watched calmly, with neither joy nor sadness.

In other words, they can no longer express their emotions.

Fortunately, at least they blocked it for more than ten minutes.

Is it about to perish?

Come quickly. You will be relieved soon.

Soon, a figure arrived. This person had a graceful figure and skin as white as snow. She walked up to the fifteen corpses and looked at them blankly.

After a long time, she sighed: "Life and death are just a small choice."

This sentence is said very lightly.

However, these words at this moment lingered in the ears of the fifteen people in the void.

They were all in a state of shock. They couldn't hear a single thing about the battle just now, so why could they hear Wu Xinyan's muttering to herself now?

Why is this?

What allows them to hear it.

"Rest in peace, everyone." Wu Xinyan took off the backpacks of the fifteen people, collected the backpacks of the Western Division's men, and gathered all the resources. She couldn't hide her joy. Her eyes were burning and she couldn't help but say: "Now, my immortal achievements

He should be the strongest."

With that said, Wu Xinyan left without looking at the body again.



There is no sunshine or night in the Dead Wood Realm, but it is always bright. Except for the perennial white mist, the ground is covered with blood materials.

These white mist were very special. Mo Tian shuttled through them. He had been using blood essence to dispel the white mist, but he accidentally discovered that these white mist were very extraordinary.

When I got the black jade iron from the auction, it was said that this thing was related to the cultivation of the Emperor's Body. At first, Mo Tian scorned it.

After all, he knew that as long as he had the blood demon essence of the fifth-level blood demon beast as an assistant, he could break through to the emperor's body.

I always thought that black jade iron had nothing to do with the cultivation of the Emperor's Body.

But at this moment, he firmly believed that this white mist was a rare treasure for cultivating the Emperor's Body.

Originally, he had not completely entered the Emperor's Body and was always on the verge of a breakthrough. Due to his low cultivation level, he was unable to break through.

But as the endless white mist invaded the physical body, the shackles were suddenly broken open, and the gate of the Emperor's Body opened.

This practice is out of control.

The emperor's body is completed.

Dacheng.

Perfect.

The crackling, the flesh body kept making sounds, and even the bones began to break and reunite. At this moment, Mo Tian's physical fitness improved a lot.

His cultivation has also improved rapidly and he has reached the pinnacle of the second level.

At this moment, there were even more black clouds billowing in the sky. Originally there was only one cluster, but soon a large one gathered.

It seems peaceful, but it contains terrifying murderous intent.

Mo Tian looked up at the sky, looking at the black clouds. There was faint lightning and thunder, which was extremely terrifying.

His face relaxed.

At this moment, the axis flew away and looked at Mo Tian blankly: "Are you looking for death?"

Mo Tian was stunned: "Do you know what I am doing?"

"Who are you? You dare to gather the heavenly calamity when you are less than level three." Axis said: "The old master doesn't dare to face it easily, but you actually suppress your cultivation and force the heavenly calamity to come."

Mo Tian didn't expect that the super-intelligent Axis would actually know this. It seemed that the catastrophe had triggered a lot of memory loss in Axis.

There are laws in heaven and earth. When a creature has a powerful strength that exceeds this level, it violates the laws of heaven and will cause a catastrophe, which is regarded as a divine punishment.

Mo Tian had experienced a catastrophe in his previous life and had some understanding of it. He had been suppressing his cultivation just because he was waiting for divine punishment.

"I just want to experience the Heavenly Tribulation." Mo Tian's reason puzzled Zhu Bai. Going to experience the Heavenly Tribulation is easy to say, but this is too crazy. If you are not careful, your body and soul will be destroyed.

"We have to find a place to retreat." After looking at the gathering black clouds, Mo Tian made up his mind.

"Boy, let me wait and find you."

At this moment, figures floated out and came from all directions, surrounding Mo Tian.

West Master, Bei Kun, Nan Qian, and a dozen fifth-level warriors, half of whom had injuries on their bodies.

Seeing these people, Mo Tian closed his eyes with a look of regret on his face.

The fact that these people can find this place safely is enough to prove that Zhan Legion and others have been killed.

"You are really haunted." Mo Tian looked at the Western Master and the other three people: "As a senior master, you have come here possessed, and you are just arrogant, but you actually kill them all like this."

"Humph." The three Western Masters snorted coldly.

"I killed Dong Wang for possessing him, but at least he still has a little soul to return to, and his body will still get some memories of Qianfu Island." Mo Tian said coldly: "But the three of you who are possessed will lose both body and soul.

Destroy."

The faces of the three Western Masters changed. Seeing Mo Tian suddenly return to his original appearance, they all froze in shock.

[Author's digression]: First update


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