Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 416 Impermanence
Similar words between Lu Yunzai and Gongsun Chu in the Qingxia Sect were quietly circulated among the Yuanying Sect or families where great monks were stationed in the Seventy Territories of the Western Wilderness.

In normal times, although monks from the same sect or clan have close relationships with each other, in just a few days, these old friends who have known each other for hundreds or even hundreds of years have their soul lamps extinguished one by one, and they have indescribable feelings in their hearts. taste.

As for those foundation-building disciples who were on duty at the Changming Hall, the ancestral hall and other places where the Golden Elixir Soul Lamp was located, they had already received orders to keep their mouths shut.

It's just that those uncles and masters who were in the late Jindan stage or even in the false infant stage died one after another without any warning. For them, the foundation-building monks, this kind of thing is undoubtedly like the sky falling. I don't know what happened. What a huge change.

On the other side, in the Temple of the Four Seas, in a secret realm of ice and snow, with the wind howling like a tiger, Wei Wujiu held the sleeping snow bamboo in his arms, slowly fell from the sky, and stood in the snow.

Suddenly, only a slight click was heard.

The bronze evil ghost mask on his face cracked, split into two halves and fell to the snow in front of him.

The scarlet color in Wei Wujiu's eyes slowly dissipated, and the expression on his face remained unchanged, except for the tears that seemed to flow out of his eyes uncontrollably and fell down on his cheeks.

He took a step forward and stepped on the bronze ghost face as if he didn't realize it. The footprints of different shades were messily left behind, and were covered up by the wind and snow in the blink of an eye.

In front of him, there were endless blue ice blades ranging from tens of feet to hundreds of feet, exuding a bone-chilling cold air, and the Xuanwu Spirit Puppet was broken into several pieces and stuck in the snow.

There are still several corpses of Jindan monks scattered in all directions, including the decapitated Suan Ni, the hyena chopped into several pieces, and the frozen roc.

Wei Wujiu walked slowly in front of the Suan Ni. With a thought in his mind, wisps of blue light flowed out from his body and re-condensed into the Qingxia Sword, buzzing endlessly!

"I don't want this either." Wei Wujiu said to himself.

As he spoke, as soon as his thoughts moved, the wind and snow swirled around him, turning into an ice coffin.

He gently put the snow bamboo into the coffin, then stretched out his hand to take a picture of a broken spiritual mirror in the distance as a burial object.

Wei Wujiu glanced at Xuezhu one last time, then slowly closed the coffin lid and put it away.

After doing this, he collected the corpses of the three great demons together with their damaged magic weapons, and finally the figure slowly disappeared into the secret realm of the snow-capped mountains.

When he arrived at the Sihai Palace, Wei Wujiu, who had empty eyes, looked up at the eye-catching blood mist above the Sihai Palace, then turned to look at the outside world, and then regained some of his energy, but he was more dead than angry. .

Suddenly, he swayed and sideways avoided a ray of light.

Then in an instant, Wei Wujiu disappeared without a trace.

More than ten miles away, a middle-aged monk's expression changed drastically and he retreated towards the rear without hesitation.

It's just that this person's body ran out, but his head hung in place.

The headless body was surrounded by protective spiritual light. He ran dozens of feet away, then stumbled forward and hit a piece of gravel, blood spilling all over the ground.

The next moment, Wei Wujiu reappeared and stepped heavily on the corpse's back, causing the earth and stone to immediately crack.

At this moment, a golden elixir shot out from the corpse.

Just when he was about to escape, he didn't know when he fell into a dense network of blood-evil aura. He struggled fiercely, but there was no sign of breaking free.

"Wei Wujiu, I am a real person from the Jin family, how dare you?" A furious voice came from the golden elixir.

Upon hearing this, Wei Wujiu slowly sheathed the Qingxia Sword, then walked forward step by step, and stopped in front of the flickering golden elixir.

Then he asked: "There are many Nascent Souls with the Jin surname in the clan, but seeing that fellow Taoists have no abilities, but still look so arrogant, it should be the Jin family where the God Transformation Lord Jin Mu lives?"

"Exactly, let me go quickly, otherwise the Qingxia Sect will be implicated because of your matter." The real person surnamed Jin threatened.

"Noisy! Is Mr. Wei just looking for you?" Wei Wujiu said in a deep voice.

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to grasp the golden elixir and crushed it into pieces without hesitation. Then he waved his sleeves and hundreds of bloody lights poured out, crushing the golden elixir corpse into pieces.

"A guy who relied on the protection of his family to barely break through to the late stage of the Golden Core. Who gave you the courage to dare to threaten me? Don't think that there is nothing you can do if you have a spiritual treasure to protect you? You are a fool who can't see the current situation clearly. Things!" Wei Wujiu said coldly.

But at this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, and the cold murderous aura seemed to solidify, turning into a sea of ​​blood and gushing out.

However, when he saw that the person coming from a distance was Cao Wei, the murderous intent suddenly stopped for a moment and dispersed into a rain of blood, falling from the sky and dripping on the ground without leaving any trace.

"Don't come near me!" Wei Wujiu said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei stopped and sighed: "Senior Brother Wei, things are unpredictable, I hope you will be sorry!"

"Junior sister, I killed you!" Wei Wujiu said hoarsely.

"Really, so what?" Cao Wei said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Wei Wujiu frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to press the hilt of the Qingxia Sword.

The two looked at each other in the air, and their eyes collided.

After more than ten breaths, Wei Wujiu slowly let go of his hand, put away the relics of the Jin family master, then turned and walked forward: "Junior brother Cao, what the master and uncle said is indeed right, you You are a cold and ruthless person by nature, I wonder if the sect has managed to warm your heart in the past two hundred years or so?"

"Of course there is! What about you?" Cao Wei chuckled.

"Me?" Wei Wujiu burst out laughing.

It's just that the face seems to be crying but not crying, and it seems to be smiling but not smiling. Even though there is no bronze ghost face covering the face, it is like an evil ghost walking in the world, falling towards the abyss, full of deathly silence and coldness.

"Sometimes, living alone is a kind of pain!" Cao Wei said lightly.

"Thank you." Wei Wu Jiu raised his hand slightly, leaving only his back.

Cao Wei looked at the retreating figure and chuckled: "Aren't you a ruthless person? This Temple of the Four Seas is really a place of creation, with big waves and sand. If you can get out this time, I'm afraid these guys are not far away from the Nascent Soul. These old monsters who transform into gods are really looking at the ten steps at a time, adding another fire to the already strife-ridden Lower Mystic Realm!"

After saying that, he walked forward slowly, heading towards the Sifang Palace step by step.

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More than ten days later, after walking for a long time, Cao Wei finally reached the highest point of the floating island where the Four Seas Temple was located, and stood in front of the huge stone door as high as a mountain in the Four Square Temple.

At this moment, the stone door is tightly closed.

During this period, he killed seven or eight more Jindan monks, among whom one of the Nine Infants was quite troublesome.The water and fire techniques used by this beast broke his aura of life and death.

The blood mist in the sky flowed down like a waterfall, dyeing everything scarlet.Cao Wei took the brocade handkerchief and gently wiped the blood between his fingers, looking at the more than a thousand monks who set foot here with a faint expression, and there were many familiar old faces among them.

From Wei Wujiu, who is from the same clan, to Du Ku and Bai Yun from the Western Regions.It's just that there are only four of them who are Chongwu Domain's Jindan monks here.

As soon as he realized this, Cao Wei couldn't help but secretly said:
This guy's life card is intact, and even if the life card is broken, he will not believe that this person will die halfway.

After all, Bingzheng has the Son of Blood as a parasite on his body. Since that great power in the dark has reserved means, he must have a plan, and he will not let a parasitic body go to waste.

But now that Bingzheng didn't show up, Cao Wei kept it in mind and was more alert.

In addition to the four people from Chongwu Domain, there are also about two hundred people from the clan's golden elixir.

Some of them are golden elixir monks with little reputation, but some are already famous.

Cao Wei did not look at the faces of each person, but swept his mind and judged the identities of these people based on the slight fluctuations of mana aura that spread outside.

As expected, the origins of these two hundred human Golden Core monks can be said to be spread across the Seventy Territories of the Western Wilderness.

In each domain, there are as few as one or two people and as many as six or seven.

Most of the more than two hundred people were from the Yuanying Sect or family, and two of them were members of the Jin family, the God Transformation family, and there were more than ten casual cultivators.

It's just that it's unknown how many of these casual cultivators are secretly members of the sect, and how many are truly casual cultivators!
As for the remaining Jindan cultivators from the eight major clans, including Jiaolong, Suanni, Pengniao, and Xiangliu, not all of the other small clans who came here are here.

The Jindan monks from some small tribes who came in this time, like Yue Juoshu's tribe, have already ended up being annihilated.

"Senior brother," Cao Wei said in a message.

"Junior brother." Wei Wujiu nodded and said.

"Fellow Daoist Du Ku, Brother Baiyun, it's been a long time since we last met!" Cao Wei Chuanyin said with a smile.

At present, the various tribes and forces here are in chaos, and these monks who are from the same domain have the basis for a short-term alliance.As for Zhu Jin, he did not say hello to him.

Although there was an alliance between him, Baiyun and Zhu Jin, it was all just words and could be broken at any time.

There is no previous restriction here. When Cao Wei just stepped into this place, he suddenly realized that the spiritual thoughts that were originally within a radius of [-] miles had solidified a lot after being suppressed for these days and broke through. Barriers.

As the blood flowed, as soon as those ghosts and ghosts approached the Sifang Palace, they turned into a burst of black mist amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves, and stayed in place, unable to be dispersed by the wind.

Cao Wei used the prompt word to glance at the layer of blood that covered the upper of the shoe, and saw that the prompt was still very simple [Sea of ​​Blood:...]

Apart from these two words, the rest of the content is not visible at all.

But on the calm surface, secretly, extremely powerful spiritual thoughts were clashing with each other in the air, and no one of them showed any signs of weakness.

After all, there are hundreds of them, but they stand out from tens of thousands of golden elixir monks. Which one can come here without strength and courage?
The remaining golden elixir monks who are still alive may have some strength, but they dare not come here now.

Maybe they thought they were doing this to protect their own safety, or maybe they wanted to have someone behind them, but no matter what, they lost the energy to work hard.

Most of the time, this gathering momentum does not affect the birth of the baby.

Sometimes these energies are extremely important and may help to increase the probability of having a baby.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from all directions.

I saw the two stone doors as tall as mountains slowly opening to the left and right, until finally they were fully opened, revealing the scene inside the palace. Everywhere you looked were white bones.

These skeletons range from large to small. Sometimes the small ones are only as tall as an ordinary person, and some are hundreds of feet tall.

But just this time, Cao Wei suddenly disappeared, leaving several phantoms in place.

The next moment, more than a thousand Jindan monks present immediately used their own methods, or tested the other party, warned the other party, or even activated the spiritual attack method.

At the same time, Cao Wei watched one or two Jindan monks enter the palace first. After not suffering any typhoid fever, he galloped forward without hesitation.

However, while he was escaping this short distance, several magic weapons that were either eye-catching or extremely concealed also surged towards him.

"Hmph!" Cao Wei snorted coldly.

As he spoke, majestic spiritual thoughts surged out of his body, cutting off the tentacle-like spiritual explorations.

After making this counterattack, these Jindan monks restrained themselves.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Cao, you are really making rapid progress!" A black water snake followed closely.

"Wuxia, you are not weak either!" Cao Wei said with a smile.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hold it, and the Fire Cloud Five Dragon Halberd appeared in his hand.

In this moment, more than a thousand Jindan monks rushed into the hall.

This square hall, which originally seemed to only occupy an area of ​​more than ten miles, suddenly changed as the Golden Core cultivators broke into it.

Cao Wei mobilized his spiritual thoughts to explore the land covering a radius of [-] miles in all directions, but he had not yet touched the boundary of this palace.

At the same time, he looked at everything around him with the help of prompt words.

After realizing this, he already knew in his heart that this square palace should be the object of Sumeru in the cave.

Suddenly, the black water black snake below it suddenly started to attack, and opened its bloody mouth, with the intention of swallowing it in one bite.

Seeing this, Cao Wei's wings trembled behind his back, and he stood up. The halberd in his hand slashed down, and more than ten fire dragons surged out.

It's just that the black water black snake regarded it as nothing, opened its mouth and spurted out a ball of black water, turning into a horse, as if it was alive.

Wherever the black water passed, the fire dragons were all destroyed and turned into puffs of smoke.

"Fellow Daoist Cao, don't bring out such gadgets to make people look embarrassed." Wu Xia said coldly.

Hearing this, Cao Wei chuckled: "Yes, this thing is really hard to see in front of fellow Taoist Wu."

After saying that, he put away the halberd in his hand, and with a flash of inspiration, his life magic weapon, the withering seal, was already in the palm of his hand.

(End of this chapter)