"Listen to the City of Desire?" Wang Baole thought thoughtfully. The world in Yuanyudaokong seemed a little different from what he had known before, especially the way of practice that transformed into singing. Although Wang Baole was also in the world of stone tablets before,
I have seen it in individual monks, but it is obviously completely different in nature and meaning from the monks here.
"When you practice to a certain level, can your entire body turn into an ethereal piece of music?" This novel practice and the rules it represented made Wang Baole somewhat interested. As for eternal existence and immortality, Wang Baole didn't believe in it.
But at this moment, perhaps because of the other party's detailed answer, or for other unknown reasons, he felt very fond of the young man in front of him. He could even clearly feel the joy in his heart, which seemed to be more.
This made Wang Baole a little surprised. He slowly narrowed his eyes and fiddled with the two notes between his fingers, causing the melody distorted by the wail to sound again. With the help of this power, Wang Baole dispersed the joy in his heart.
Suddenly asked.
"how about you?"
The young man hesitated for a moment, but his good living habits allowed him to quickly forget the stupid remarks he had previously thought without any obstacles, and became a good person.
"This junior is a monk from a branch of the Xi Department, and he has modified the path of joy. By practicing this way, you can exude joy with every move of your hands and feet, making everyone infected. According to the description of the Xi Canon, you can practice to the extreme and reach joy.
At a level like that of the Lord, all sentient beings in the world can become crazy with joy."
"A sign of joy?" Wang Baole was about to ask, but at this moment, the red mist around him suddenly rolled, and bursts of thunder sounded from afar.
If that was all, at the same time as the sound of thunder came, as the red mist rolled, there was a faint golden net, which seemed to be forming in all directions, and was closing in quickly towards here.
This scene made Wang Baole's eyes flash and he asked the young man.
"What's going on?"
The young man was also stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion on his face.
"Could it be that other strong men from Tingyu City are chasing after you? No way, I haven't heard of anyone who cultivates thunder in Tingyu City..."
"Even if it were true, he wouldn't chase you here because of me."
"This is all in the underground void. There will be no other life here except the ancients who have not awakened. Could it be that there are ancients awakening again?" The young man was surprised. What he said was not false, but he was really incomprehensible.
Because according to his understanding, the awakening of ancient people was not frequent. It was already rare to see one at this moment, and it would be too rare to meet a second one by chance.
With Wang Baole's experience and vision, he could see that this young man was really confused, so he narrowed his eyes, put away the two strands of music that he had captured alive, grabbed the young man next to him, swayed his body, and stepped back, preparing to avoid this person.
slice range.
Because in his mysterious feeling, the thunder that was coming rapidly from far to near at this moment gave him a sense of crisis, and it must be unusual for him to have such a sense of crisis even with his level of cultivation.
But... at the moment when Wang Baole was retreating, for some unknown reason, his behavior was noticed by the coming thunder. The thunder suddenly became violent, and its speed suddenly increased. In the next moment, in the explosion of mist,
A black spear, surrounded by purple lightning, broke through the fog in front of him and came towards Wang Baole suddenly.
This spear was as powerful as breaking bamboo. It turned into an afterimage at such a fast speed. It aroused overwhelming power and contained the power of destruction. As soon as it appeared, it caused a roar in all directions. Especially the destructive intention it exuded was comparable to the peak of the fourth step.
Power.
In the next moment, he rushed directly in front of Wang Baole and was about to pass through him.
But obviously, these alone were not enough to pose a threat to Wang Baole. Almost at the moment when the spear approached, Wang Baole's Baji Dao exploded. He raised his left hand and grabbed it forward, grabbing the powerful spear.
live!
No matter how fierce the spear was and how it buzzed and struggled, it was of no use. Wang Baole's left hand was like an iron pliers, clamping it tightly.
Then he flicked it violently, causing the spear to reverse its direction and attack back where it came from, even faster and with stronger momentum!
When the whistling sound started, the spear rushed into the mist that was pierced when it came.
The next moment, as a loud noise was heard, a figure wearing a white mask and a white robe suddenly walked out, and the moment he walked out, the golden net emerging from the surrounding fog became more and more obvious at this moment, completely
of revealed.
This scene made Wang Baole narrow his eyes. At the same time, the eyes of the young man held by his right hand suddenly opened wide as if he remembered something. His expression changed from blank to frightened, and even more quickly to horrified, and he lost his voice.
exclaimed.
"Emperor Spirit!"
"Oh my God, this... this is the Emperor's Spirit!!"
"What is the Emperor Spirit?" Wang Baole asked immediately.
"The Emperor Spirit is the legendary apostle of heaven. It is immortal and will not appear in the world. This is wrong. Why have the Emperor Spirit even appeared? Rumor has it that they have only one mission, which is to kill the outsiders..."
Having said this, the young man suddenly stopped speaking and quickly turned his head to look at Wang Baole blankly, his eyes showing more shock.
"You...you are not an ancient? Are you...an outsider?"
"Kill the outsiders without death?" Wang Baole thought thoughtfully, seeing the monk wearing a white mask and white robe roaring towards him with lightning, but he himself did not dodge.
Because in the next moment, a whistling sound suddenly came out from the mist on the side, and the spear thrown by Wang Baole directly broke through the red mist, and suddenly rushed out, at a speed much faster than before, in
The moment he appeared, he approached the white figure walking towards Wang Baole.
The white figure noticed it immediately and tried to avoid it, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, with the reverberation of the roar, the spear penetrated his chest and exploded his body into pieces.
The young man became sluggish again.
But Wang Baole's expression did not relax at all. Instead, he immediately frowned, because a mere fourth-step emperor spirit was not enough to give him the sense of crisis he had before. Especially now that the emperor spirit died, not only did his sense of crisis disappear.
It's reduced, but it's a little heavier.
The next breath, Wang Baole immediately looked towards the place where the Emperor's spirit collapsed. His eyes suddenly shrank, because there, instead of being completely destroyed, the collapsed Emperor's spirit was...condensed from its scattered flesh and blood.
New figure.
Two emperor spirits!
Two identical emperor spirits at the peak of the fourth step!