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"Humph! If you don't need to set this seat, whether you are a monk or a warrior, since you are here this time, don't think about it! ”

"You want to take it away? Do you count on your faint candle-like primordial spirit? Wu Liang smiled, leaning back with a smile, "Yes, you have touched the threshold of the Yuan Shen before your death, and you are ruthless enough to seal your Yuan Shen in the puppet body, but for thousands of years, the power of your Yuan Shen has been passing continuously, and it is not as good as building a foundation, why should you give it up?" ”

"Who are you, you actually know this?"

In the center of the Secret Pavilion, the face of an old man sitting cross-legged on the ground changed drastically, this is a puppet, but it looks like it is lifelike and no different from a real person.

He was the Pavilion Master of the Tianxing Sect Dan Pavilion back then, the existence of the peak of the Yuan Infant, and even reached the realm of the half-step Yuan Shen when he was dying.

When the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth came, he took the most precious and extremely precious Seven-Turn Protector Divine Pill to keep his Yuan Shen immortal, and sealed his Yuan Shen in the puppet's body.

Even so, after a thousand years, the effect of the elixir had long since disappeared, and his primordial power had gradually passed, and he was about to disappear.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, someone actually broke into the Dan Pavilion, he had the idea of taking away, but he didn't expect to be so easily ruined by the humanitarians.

Now that the person who came was prepared, and even saw his own situation, the Pavilion Lord of the Dan Pavilion suddenly gave up this thought, and sighed: "Since you have seen it, you are not afraid of fighting to the death when this seat dies." ”

"Desperate? Jokes, why don't you try it? ”

Wu Liang shrugged indifferently. With a hint of banter on his face, although his primordial god realm fell, it was also a primordial god in the half-immortal realm.

Don't say this guy is going to be finished. Even in his heyday, Wu Liang was not afraid of him.

If you don't want to ask something, Wu Liang can kill this guy with a sword, the Yuan Shen does not represent combat power, unless it is the battle of the Yuan God, otherwise this old guy's current situation is not as good as the Three Flowers Realm of the Martial Artist.

Of course, this is an invincible existence for those martial artists outside, but Wu Liang doesn't need to fight with him at all.

The puppet void has the existence of a primordial god. As soon as he came out, he could shock that guy to death.

"You're not a warrior."

The puppet old man said to himself, and soon laughed and said, "You are not a martial artist!" This seat is about to disappear completely from this world, and you won't live long! ”

"The Great Tribulation has struck. The Heavenly Dao has abandoned the Immortal Dao, and the Martial Dao has stolen the Immortal Dao, and you are just an outcast after all! ”

Wu Liang snorted coldly, he had already seen that martial arts had replaced immortal dao. But he didn't think that the Immortal Dao was really going to be extinct because of this.

"How can martial arts flourish! Back then, the deity was able to fight a way out. And so today! If a warrior cultivates his body and does not cultivate his mind, he will have shortcomings after all, and he will never want to achieve the supreme! ”

The Dan Pavilion Lord's expression moved, and there were too many things in Wu Liang's words.

However, he didn't have time to think about it, and when he heard Wu Liang's words, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "You're wrong!" A martial artist cultivates his body and does not cultivate his mind, that is a low-level martial artist......"

The Pavilion Master of the Dan Pavilion was just about to continue, but suddenly his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "You are not the monk you are today!" ”

"Not bad!"

Wu Liang did not deny it. If a person hides too many things in his heart, he will give birth to demonic obstacles.

Now he actually saw a monk from a thousand years ago, even a broken primordial god. He also wanted to say a few more words, but it was too uncomfortable to hold back.

"The deity is Wu Liang!"

"Wu Liang, Wu Liang...... Bloody Hand Shura! ”

There are thousands of monks in the world, and being able to mention the name will make the memory of the Yuan Shen thousands of years later still fresh, which shows the power of Wu Liang back then.

The Dan Pavilion Lord's face changed drastically, and the puppet body sitting cross-legged stood up for the first time and rushed out frantically.

Wu Liang in the passage just wanted to be on guard, but the Pavilion Master of the Dan Pavilion knelt on his knees, fell to the ground and shouted sadly: "King Shura! You're not dead! You're really not dead! ”

"Hahaha, the fairy road is not endless! The fairy road is not endless! ”

"Heavens, King Shura is back! King Shura is back! ”

"Woooooooooo......oo Do you see that? The Nine Shadows can't stop the footsteps of the Shura King, and my Immortal Dao will not be extinct! ”

The Pavilion Lord of the Dan Pavilion roared like a mad demon and wept, and the puppet body kept kowtowing to Wu Liang.

Wu Liang was stunned, his reputation back then was not good, this guy was a righteous person at a glance, how could he see himself as if he had seen his ancestors.

"You, you're fine, are you?"

Wu Hao didn't easily break this guy's nerves, the old man's primordial spirit was about to collapse, and now he is still like this, anxious to find death.

"I'm fine! How can there be anything, King Shura, whether you are really King Shura or not, you listen to me! ”

The Pavilion Master of the Dan Pavilion was like a madman, and hurriedly interrupted Wu Liang's words, and the Yuan Shen became weaker and weaker, and he actually used the power of the most powerful Yuan Shen to transmit the message to Wu Liang.

The secret pavilion that has no outsiders, the primordial god who is about to collapse, the pavilion master of the Dan Pavilion is actually so cautious, what is it that is worth him to do.

Wu Liang's face kept changing, until the Dan Pavilion Pavilion Lord Yuan Shen had already begun to collapse, and he was suddenly startled, and hurriedly shouted: "I know the way, you stop quickly!" ”

"No...... It's useless...... King Shura...... Remember, be sure to remember! ”

The Pavilion Master of the Dan Pavilion looked at Wu Liang with relief, his lips slowly moving, expectation, hope, and all kinds of expressions appeared on the puppet body.

"Are you...... The last ...... Hope ......"

"I'll go first! It's been a thousand years, and it's time for an end! Haha......"

The vivid puppet fell to the ground with a bang, and the Dan Pavilion Lord, who had been breathing for thousands of years, and the half-step Yuan Shen powerhouse, was wiped out.

Wu Liang's eyes were red, he grabbed the puppet's shoulders with both hands, and shouted, "Is it worth it!" Is it worth it! What about the extinction of the immortal path! There are countless powers in the heavenly realm, and who cares about your death! The deity is just a degraded ant, what qualifications does it have to save the immortal path! ”

"Idiot! The deity can't even save himself, so why reproduce the glory of the fairy road! ”

"Martial Dao, Immortal Dao, that's not our struggle, we are all outcasts, do you understand? Haha......"

Wu Liang was crazy, and the immortal power surged out. A sword collapsed the corridor, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "Jade Emperor!" You son of a bitch! You have abandoned them, you have abandoned the immortal way. Abandoned everything ......"

"Someday you'll regret it! You'll regret it! ”

Blood and tears slowly dripped down, and Wu Liang, whose heart was as hard as iron, burst into tears.

Thousands of years ago, in the era of the end of the law, today's martial arts are prosperous, all this is a conspiracy, a conspiracy!

Thousands of lives, countless monks, because they were treated as outcasts, embarked on the end of the road. Is this the ruthlessness of the fairy way?

Sitting down on the ground in a daze, the long sword fell, Wu Liang hugged his knees and whispered, "Is this the result you want?" How is the fairy road. How is the martial arts, tens of millions of lives! I, Wu Liang, are ruthless, you are even more ruthless, and all beings are chess pieces. You guys are so ruthless! ”

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"This is Wu Liang's voice?"

In the phantom killing array, Liu Wuchen looked tired. It wasn't until that loud roar came out that Liu Wuchen was shocked and exclaimed, "Wu Liang is not dead!" That's Wu Liang's voice! ”

"What can Wu Liang do if he lives, he won't come to save us, and if we don't get out of the city, we'll be finished."

Hong Qingzhong wiped the blood stains on the spatula, the phantom puppet had no blood, he killed people, people who had gone crazy but wanted to drag them to death together.

"Nope. Wu Liang will save us, for sure! ”

Liu Wuchen looked firm. This was the last straw, they never thought that they would fall into a desperate situation without even entering the ruins.

"Wu Liang! Help me! ”

Liu Wuchen jumped up and shouted loudly, regardless of whether it could be transmitted or not, he continued to shout: "Ten 10,000-year-old elixir!" Help me! ”

Hong Qingzhong and the others scoffed at Liu Wuchen's brainless moves, but Chen Jiyuan's face moved slightly, and he soon shouted: "Grandmaster Wu, save us once, the treasure house of the Divine Martial Arts Department is up to you!" ”

When people die, there is nothing, and today they are planted here, as long as they can live, they can get anything, and what is the treasure house for life.

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A voice from a distance woke up Wu Liang, and the dead Wu Liang's shoulders trembled.

The corners of Wu Liang's mouth with a depressed face curled slightly, a look of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he muttered: "Martial Dao, Dao Controversy, Immortal Dao extinction, whose fault ......is it?"

Soon Wu Liang shook his head, shook his head and laughed at himself: "A group of martial artists, the immortal path has been destroyed, the martial arts are prosperous, is it meaningful to anger others." ”

"Ten 10,000-year-old elixirs, sadly, the elixir that my immortal Dao regards as a treasure is so cheap......"

Wu Liang's expression gradually recovered, rubbed his stiff cheeks, sighed and walked straight out.

There was nothing left in the main peak, and everything that the Dan Pavilion Lord could use back then was used by him, and what he couldn't use was also destroyed by him, just to prevent the martial arts people from profiting.

No wonder the warriors found so many ruins and didn't get any treasures, so it was, the group of monks who were the last in the year were ruthless enough and crisp enough.

There are no pills, no refining cheats, no body training cheats, all that can be left are some qi training methods and magic weapons, which are all garbage that is of little use to martial artists.

No wonder I felt that something was wrong, if it weren't for the depletion of spiritual energy back then, I'm afraid these ruins wouldn't be so safe, those ruthless people would be sorry for them if they didn't make hundreds or thousands of killing arrays.

Relying only on the development of the martial arts that had flourished for thousands of years, they didn't know how long it would take for them to surpass the Immortal Dao.

Pills, weapons, these are not something that can be developed overnight, there is no inheritance, counting on these martial artists who are dedicated to self-cultivation to develop, no wonder today's pills are so rubbish.

Thinking of this, Wu Liang's face showed a hint of weirdness, I'm afraid no one would have thought that he, a monk, would be demoted to the mortal world.

No, the old thing of the Jade Emperor must know the Tao.

Maybe he arranged for him to be demoted, hmph, do those supreme bastards think they will continue to be pawns for them?

"You all wait, no matter who you are, if you don't die, you won't be called Wu Liang!"

Wu Liang muttered viciously, the passage of the two realms can only be passed through by immortals below the sixth rank.

And the stronger the strength, the more dangerous the Nether, and the weaker the strength is nine out of ten unable to withstand the Gangfeng of the Two Realms Channel, he has been in the Heavenly Realm for three years, and there are more than ten immortals in the Nether Realm, and no more than three can return to the Heavenly Realm.

This is still the short time they stayed, otherwise I am afraid that none of them would want to go back.

Even in the heavenly realm where the strong are like clouds, immortals are not garbage, so many immortals have died in three years, no wonder those guys dare not continue to the lower realm.

Thinking of this, Wu Liang breathed a sigh of relief, the Heavenly Realm has been in the mortal world for more than three hundred years, this time is enough, and when he recovers his strength, he must kill those bastards.

No one can treat him as a pawn, neither can the Jade Emperor, that old bastard is ruthless enough, and Wu Ye is not good at stubble! (To be continued......)