Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

The big sacrifice sighed lightly, and raised his hand to point out.

Between the electric light and flint, he and Ji Yunlai played a number of tricks. To the extent that they were like this, they were fighting each other with Taoism and real explanations. It was not just talking about it.

The living creatures in the entire Wudi were almost instantly avoided. Senior Brother Yang resolutely avoided Feng Qingxiu. He was not restricted by the high priest, or he could not help being the same.

Feng Qingxiu looked at the distant battlefield very nervously, wishing to rush up to help.

"Shall we go first?" Yang Xinyin stopped Feng Qingxiu, "We are only the burden of the master here."

"But the master is just to divide the soul." Feng Qingxiu's heart is extremely anxious, he knows better than anyone else, the master's body has been guarding Kun-Lai, and the one who opposes the superhuman immortal is just not bigger than his palm. A monk is different from a person's soul-separated soul. If the soul-separation falls into the hands of others, there are a hundred ways to hurt the body.

"Do you have a way?" Yang Yinyin asked.

Feng Qingxiu gritted her teeth: "No."

"Then don't talk nonsense." Yang Xinyin grabbed him and ran away. In a hurry, he never noticed that the black smoke appeared in the eyes of Junior Brother.

On the other side, the war ended very quickly.

Ji Yunlai’s previous sword light was extremely fierce, and every move of the great sacrifice was like a trickle of clear water, the water was rippling, and there was no smell of smoke. But as the fight with the big sacrifice increased, the aggressiveness and dominance gradually disappeared and became It is as indifferent and long as time. From ancient times to the present, it does not exist as Yao, or perish.

The water is gentle and rippling, and many changes are all covered by time.

In a blink of an eye, he broke through the endless waves, plunged into the body with a sword, and plunged into the chest of the great sacrifice.

The demons change, time ten thousand laws, Yun Lai only fights with him and counts his breath, he has automatically analyzed the mystery of his Dao, and found the way to solve it. His comprehension is so high, it is terrifying, but... the big sacrifice sighed slightly: "When you were in Yunguo, why didn't you have such a talent?"

If it was known at that time, the plan for that year would not be the case.

Ji Yunlai's sword aura spread, and countless decayed dark flowers bloomed in the opponent's wound. Hearing this, a trace of sarcasm rose between his eyebrows and eyes: "Luo Qingxiao, what is important to you?"

There was a slight recollection in the look of the great sacrifice, and he said calmly: "In the beginning, it was the command of the teacher, then Daxuan, and then Yin Yanxiu, and later, it was liberation? After thousands of years of cultivation, you see that the lives of mortals are like ants. , Watching the familiar people go away one by one and see the bright summer flowers, you will like it, but when you need it, you will take it off. There will be no burden."

What he meant was so clear, as if to say, you are the flower I picked.

After thinking for a while, he slowly said: "You will also become a person like me in the future. When the people around you leave one by one, it is like a butterfly breaking through a cocoon, and the world and the caterpillar you get are different from each other."

"It's ridiculous, the butterfly breaks its cocoon, isn't it a worm?" Ji Yunlai sneered, "Don't be presumptuous. If so, why do you do such shameful things?"

"Because the butterfly is not just me." The big sacrifice looked at the decayed dark pattern slowly spreading on his neck, and smiled softly, "It's a pity, if it's your body, I'll be hard to beat you."

As he spoke softly, in the endless void, as if there was the sound of nature, singing softly, a white lotus blossomed leisurely, and a dark fragrance appeared at the feet of the two.

Ji Yunlai's eyes shrank slightly. He knew back then that he was just a piece of soul, unable to bear too much power. If he directly transported his true essence and broke the lotus imprisonment, he was afraid that the possession talisman would become ashes. When flying annihilation, only the soul will remain, and there will be too few active methods.

But, he looked at the big sacrifice coldly, do you really think I can do nothing?

The high priest nodded slightly: "Here is the cloud, stop."

"You can say this, your face is worthy of Luo Qingxiao back then." Ji Yunlai sneered.

Thinking of that year, the great sacrifice expression was gentle: "I am not a gentleman, who made Ayun so cute back then, it is hard to stop being bullied."

Ji Yunlai did not expect that he really had the face to mention the past, and was really shocked by the other party's shameless moment, and could not speak.

"The Daxuan priest maintains his manners at all times and is supreme. After thousands of years, I almost thought that was what I was." The Daxuan priest leaned on the lotus, feeling a little amused: "Then Yin Yanxiu accidentally saw my nature and seduced him in every possible way. I felt like it, but later my political views were contradictory, and I felt disliked. I repeatedly forbeared my responsibility until he gave me a glass of desperate drink. I was so angry that I raised my hand and took his dog's head. After that moment, I suddenly felt my thoughts and answered. , Lingtai Qingming. Since then, I have never been obsessed with my heart forever in the world, and there is no limit to my rules and regulations. You think I have acted too much, but you don’t know that I have never directly targeted you. What I did was just incidentally. That's it."

Ji Yun came to stare at him for a long time before slowly saying, "You know, you have become a demon by acting like this."

"So what, there is no distinction between high and low, no distinction between high and low, I am waiting for the hard way, not to sacrifice for mortals." The sacrifice said indifferently, "Furthermore, you are the soul of the world, and you must be for these mortals. Early?"

Ji Yunlai suddenly held the sword and stared at him coldly.

"Is it weird?" The big sacrifice pointed to the stream outside and smiled. "When you see the three-way river, it will flow through the void and stars, and pass through all the places where life multiplies. Ji Yunlai died at the age of five. It’s the destiny. If I don’t need the Dao Dharma body for a day to cross the calamity, why should I go three ways and take a ray of a lone soul that does not exist in this heaven. Find a soul that fits the flesh. This grace is like re-creation, does Yun Lai know?"

Ji Yunlai was furious: "Then I still have to thank you?"

"No, between you and me, why bother to say thanks." The high priest smiled and nodded, "Wang Yin gave me, and we owe nothing to each other."

Ji Yunlai silently clenched the invisible sword energy in his hand without answering.

I felt something was wrong with the big sacrifice. I was about to urge, and I heard a cold voice: "The two are not owed, do I agree?"

He raised his head and saw that outside of Lotus, Ji Yun came to Xuanyi's robe and stood silent.

The big sacrificial ritual looked at the Ji Yun in the lotus, who was indistinguishable from the other party, and felt a little bitter.

This came too fast. This lotus has the ability to shield the mind, even if the soul is distracted, it can't notify the body. How did he receive the news so quickly?

The big sacrifice is puzzling.

Does he care about Kun-Lai’s network?

These thoughts are like electric flints, blinking past his heart, but his speed is not slow, almost instantly abandoning the Taoist Bailian, and rushing to the end of the stream.

And the ninety-ninety-fold petals of the white lotus flew like snow, and instantly blocked behind him, like armor, indestructible.

Xing Dao master only raised his hand and pointed at Jian Qi.

Unlike the sharp sword aura that divides the soul, this sword aura has no power, and even gently strokes his face like a spring breeze.

However, the layers of petals under the sword aura, like a dream bubble, annihilated instantly, the sword intent has crossed the distance and time, it seems that the boundary of life and death is hazy.

Sword Intent hit the target without a doubt, the great sacrifice spurted out blood, but did not fight back at all, but fell into the endless abyss faster.

Disappear.

Ji Yun came here to put his hands down.

The split soul on the opposite side nodded to him, and suddenly turned into a piece of paper talisman, floating into his palm.

Xiaoqing must be scared, so it's better to see him first.

With a thought, he was about to leave, but suddenly realized that he raised his head.

In the darkness of the sky, there seems to be a kind of magical thought that even he feels pressure, but it is so familiar...

As soon as the question was raised in his mind, he saw endless magical thoughts slowly gathering, and instantly formed a figure familiar enough to make him stunned: "...green?"

As soon as the words were spoken, I saw the magic shadow rushing, like a violent wind, and suddenly threw him to the ground.

"Green?" Ji Yunlai just tentatively asked, the next second, the other party covered his lips and kissed.

The author has something to say: Don't dislike the big sacrifice, and if people help, Xiao Yang will be compared to the horizon in an instant.