With Ling Miao's soft chant, the three golden apertures formed a ring, staggering and flipping around the cold moon solitary wei: "...... Ordinary greed and all sentient beings, do not give up the external greedy realm, do not take the root of endogenous greed, feel the openness of the heart, let the self-awareness be settled, turn into a wonderful observation of the wisdom path, and the illusions shown in the external realm ......"

Suddenly, Leng Yue Guwei had a look on her forehead, and the golden ring surrounding her was shattered: "Dao is friendly, I understand it, but I will never change this matter......"

Evangelist Ling sighed: "Daoyou, what's the matter, if you stop now, it's not too late......" and Leng Yue Guwei said so much, it was nothing more than to persuade her to realize herself, liberate her heart, don't continue to cling to others, and don't do things like death.

Leng Yue Guwei's dress changed color, her back had wings, and the golden wheel behind her head was enlarged: "I am Yunhua Leng Yue." ”

Sermon Ling Wei didn't expect Leng Yue Guwei to separate the law phase again, secretly admired, and then secretly shouted pity: "Congratulations to Daoyou, it's a pity that we still have to do it." ”

Yunhua Leng Yue nodded and said: "Before you die, you will visit the Great Dao with Daoyou, it's not very fast, no matter what the results of the battle are, there is one thing to ask Daoyou to help." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to talk about it. ”

"Holy warrior, Jiuyanwei, follow me for many days, I'm afraid that I won't be able to tolerate the world after I die, please accept Taoist friends under the door, what happens in the future, it all depends on their respective chances. Leng Yue Guwei knew that Ling Luo must set up another sect and establish a sect, so she simply sent these people into Ling Luo's sect.

The sermon Ling thought for a while: "If there is fate, you can do it." ”

"Thank you!"

Yunhua Lengyue finished handing over the important matters in his heart, and then his momentum changed and he was about to compete with the sermon Ling Miao, and the light and shadow on the sermon Ling Miao's body were intertwined, and eight arms were changed, which was Ling Miao's new law phase eight-armed Ling Miao.

I saw the eight-armed Ling Lu holding the sky with both hands, and the other hands pushing left and right, the tips of the fingers below, the palms in the middle were relatively solid in front of the chest, the forehead was a little cinnabar, and there were twelve glazed holy lights behind him.

In the face of the thousand-faced coercion of the eight-armed Ling, Yunhua Lengyue flew with a pair of wings, and the figure flickered all over the flying general, and the two figures shuttled in the chaos, as if they were entangled together, and as if they had never touched, several lights and shadows flew around, either the magic power of the two, or the magic weapons of both sides, a cloud of chaos in the air caused the purple thunder to descend from the sky, and several magic weapons appeared in the hands of the eight-armed Ling Ling, with both hands on the top, one hand holding the orb, one hand holding the treasure mirror, the middle hands, one hand holding the axe, the other hand holding the Huang Yue, the lower hands, one hand holding the bow, the other hand holding the arrow. On his chest, he holds a golden wheel in both hands and a long sword in the other.

Yunhua Leng Yue did not show weakness, although there were only two hands, one hand was dancing Lan Aya, and the other hand was holding a strange magic weapon, shaped like lightning, with golden light, it was the magic weapon of Leng Yue Guwei, the lightning shuttle.

Lan Aya and Lightning Shuttle, respectively, represent wind and thunder, plus Yunhua Cold Moon's wings are full of clouds and smoke, which can be described as clouds and mist, thunder and thunder, and in this chaos, the two of them each hold treasures and fight.

The thunder that was only heard in the entire chaotic clouds roared, the thunderbolt shone brightly, the two fought from morning to afternoon, and from time to time a thunderbolt split an unlucky person below, but the people watching the battle were not mediocre hands, either dodged or resisted, even Lin Yue also used the Yunhai Flying Dragon Gun to resist a thunderbolt, the force shook his arm slightly, Lin Yue overestimated the strength of the two, just a deflected thunder in the battle has such strength, how much power did the two people use in the battle? You must know that the Yunhai Flying Dragon Spear has its own thunder and lightning attributes, and ordinary lightning strikes can't hurt him, but just now he also has to use his skills to resist, which shows its power.

The two of them are either fighting in the clouds, or fighting methods, although Yunhua Lengyue only has two arms, but they do not fall into the wind at all, and the power of the combined attack of wind and thunder doubles. And the eight-armed Ling Luo did not show weakness, and the treasure in his hand either released a ray of light or attacked directly, knocking Yunhua Lengyue to a passive defense.

"Creation of the universe, supreme divine light !!"

"Moko is immeasurable, mighty and dragon!!"

The chaotic clouds in the air burst open with a dazzling red light after the two of them's strongest moves, and the two figures fell separately, both of them recovered their original figures, and from the blood stains on their mouths and plackets, it could be seen that Leng Yue Guwei and Ling Wei were both injured.

Ling Luo said: "Daoyou and I fought to a draw today. ”

Leng Yue Guwei smiled: "Are you still fighting?"

Ling Luo shook his head: "Daoist friends can't help me, I can't help Daoyou, I can't help Daoyou, fighting once is to help Daoyou, and I keep fighting regardless of victory or defeat, but it hurts Daoyou, please." ”

Seeing that Ling Miao had no intention of fighting again, Leng Yue Guwei also saluted: "Fellow Daoist, please." ”

Although Ling Luo said that the fight was a draw, Leng Yue Guwei knew that Ling Ling's strength was above herself, this time it was not her own burning Shouyuan, and she would increase her strength a lot, I am afraid that in the end, she would lose to Ling Ling, Ling Luo was really unfathomable.

After Ling Luo retreated, he was ready to leave, there was nothing to do here, and he didn't want to watch Leng Yue Guwei die. And what is surprising is that Yi Fengxiang, a disciple of Butterfly Valley, does not mean to fight with Leng Yue Guwei, his mind is relatively straight, he does not understand the meaning of Leng Yue Guwei's behavior, even if he understands, he will not agree, as the goal of becoming the first monk in the world, he believes that people should live for themselves, right is right, wrong is wrong, if it is to avenge the teacher Tan Hua, then he will go to Leng Yue Qingyun instead of Leng Yue Guwei. Wheel warfare to beat a woman is not what he, the number one in the world in the future, should do.

With Ling Luo and Yi Fengxiang leaving, Leng Yue Guwei adjusted her breath and prepared to face the next opponent, and then a female monk flew out.

Until sunset, Leng Yue Guwei defeated today's last opponent, today due to the appearance of Ling Wei, Leng Yue Guwei only defeated eight opponents, counting the invincible and undefeated Ling Wei, it is only nine people, which is a lot less than yesterday. However, the injuries and exertion were much more severe.

......

Leng Yue Guwei retreated again, and the monks of today's battle also left, and it was just to watch Leng Yue Guwei die, so why bother.

Starting from tonight, Lin Yue, Yongye Guming, and Chai Shengnan will start refining the three-light sword formation, striving to take shape in the shortest possible time, Lin Yue is curious about who won the battle between Chai Shengnan and Yi Fengxiang before, although Chai Shengnan has always been the leader among the three generations of disciples in Butterfly Valley, but Yi Fengxiang, who reshaped the veins, should not be underestimated. However, for the final result of the two, Chai Shengnan smiled and said nothing, which made Lin Yue really a little confused.

In the lobby of the boss of the Demon Cloud Sea, in addition to Wang Xueli, who has been here for two days, there is also an old acquaintance of the disciples of Butterfly Valley, Wang Xiaoming, the first disciple of the third generation of Butterfly Valley.

Mo Yunhai frowned and said, "This is impossible, how can your Eighth Uncle's soul not be seen?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "It's true, the disciples didn't see the eighth uncle in Fengdu and Fuzhou. ”

Since Huang Quan announced that he would start a war with the Demon Sect, the first thing Wang Xiaoming thought about was to find the soul of Eighth Master Uncle Tan Hua, who was both a member of the Wang family and a disciple of Butterfly Valley, so it was justified to find it himself.

First went to Fengdu to look around, although most of the people who died in the blood slaughter array had resentment in their hearts, plus the evil power of the formation turned into resentful spirits, but Tan Hua was the second generation of Butterfly Valley after all, and he also learned the authentic immortal art of Xuanmen, so he might not be turned into a resentful soul.

If it is not in Fengdu, it may still be on the ruins of Fuzhou City. After going around Fengdu, Wang Xiaoming found nothing, but after coming to Fuzhou, he was even more puzzled.

Due to the influence of the Blood Slaughter Array, the entire Fuzhou City has turned into a lake of blood, there is no grass growing for dozens of miles around, even the land is about to turn black and crimson, the air is full of fishy smell, even the sky is not cloudy, a cold dead silence.

The more this is the case, the more Wang Xiaoming hates in his heart, such means are not for the son of man. When he really came to the edge of the Blood Lake, what he actually saw surprised him even more, if the resentful souls in the sky were substantial, if it weren't for the fact that he was carrying the Xuanmen True Qi to protect his body, coupled with the Wang family's Yin Yang Purple Pupil Shock, he had no doubt that these resentful souls would tear an ordinary person apart.

And what surprised him the most was the number of resentful souls, not more than expected, but too few, there were only about 100,000 people here, and most of them were low-quality souls. In the classification of the Wang family, the soul is divided into three classes, high, high and low, the high self is a monk who has achieved cultivation, the middle is more extensive, the low-level monk, the martial arts master, the scholar and even the perseverance of the spirit is different from ordinary people can be classified as the middle, the low level is needless to say, ordinary people are just ordinary people.

Wang Xiaoming had also heard about all kinds of suspicious things on the battlefield before, but he didn't expect what he saw to be more serious, including his eighth uncle Tan Hua, more than 100,000 high-level and middle-level souls were gone, and for the sake of caution, he turned back to Fengdu and Butterfly Valley to verify, and it seemed that this was the case, and he told his master Long Qianjun at the moment, and then immediately came to Chuanyunguan to report the news.

"Impossible!" Demon Cloud Sea still had no clue, but Wang Xueli had already spoken: "I have also been to Fuzhou, and it is full of evil spirit, at least hundreds of thousands of people, among which there are many masters, I don't know if there are any masters in Butterfly Valley, but it is definitely not just a low-quality soul." ”

Wang Xiaoming said: "Holy envoy, everything you say below is true, and there is absolutely no falsehood. "Wang Xueli is a child of the Wang family under the pseudonym, but both Mo Yunhai and Wang Xiaoming know that she is an envoy sent by the Underworld, and the whole Wang family must pay respect, and Wang Xiaoming is naturally no exception.

Mo Yunhai spoke: "If this is the case, then there is an accident in the middle of your investigation of Fuzhou, could it be that the resentful souls have been out of control and will bring disaster to the world!!" Because of the relationship between the blood slaughter array, these people were killed with a deep resentment, although this resentment will make the resentful spirits more violent, but it will also be like a shackle, locking the resentful souls in this place for a period of time, and now the Demon Cloud Sea is afraid that these resentful souls will break through the shackles and bring disaster to the world.

Wang Xiaoming said: "It shouldn't be, I can feel the oppressive space there, this shackle should still be there, but I don't know why there are more than 100,000 souls lost all of a sudden." ”

Wang Xueli said coldly: "In this case, I will go to Fuzhou again now." "For Wang Xiaoming, Wang Xueci still trusts him very much, since he said so, the hundreds of thousands of resentful souls must have had an accident, whether they are taken away or broken by themselves, it is not a good thing for the world, as for the scattering of their own souls, it is even more impossible, hundreds of thousands of low-quality souls are fine, there is no reason for the high-level and middle-level ones to dissipate first.

After making up his mind, Wang Xueli went to the old site of Fuzhou City again overnight.