Seven days later, Wu Daozi led the large army of Qingtian Sect to the Xiliang Kingdom, and tens of thousands of flying demon beasts flew through the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

The Optimus Sect raised the power of the entire sect and vowed to destroy the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, if it didn't work, this was a road with no return, but no one was afraid, they only had an expression on their faces that they looked at death as if they were at home.

If you don't eradicate the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, how can you be worthy of those dead Heavenly Sect monks?

Wherever the army of the Heavenly Sect passed, whether it was a loose cultivator or a mortal, they were all dumbfounded, and their frightened souls were scattered.

After the Qingtian Sect's army settled down, Song Yu immediately met Wu Daozi, and they were standing on the steps of the Xiliang Imperial Palace, with the gloomy sky polluted by wolf smoke above their heads, and there was no trace of summer heat and brightness.

Before the two masters and apprentices could speak, Xinglou and Zhou Qingfeng walked over, followed by many disciples of the Qingtian Sect, these people more or less knew Song Yu, and when they heard the news that Song Yu was still alive, they spontaneously rushed over.

"Little junior brother, it's great that you're still alive. Xinglou rushed forward and gave Song Yu a big bear hug, with an extremely sincere smile on his face.

"Very good, I see that you don't have the slightest injury on your body, and even your cultivation is much stronger, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. Zhou Qingfeng also smiled.

Since Song Yu's accident, Zhou Qingfeng, who doesn't like to laugh, has never laughed again, his face is tense, and he has a serious look, no one dares to greet him at all, but he is afraid that he will not say the right word, and the black ring ruler in his hand will come over.

"Damn, you have said everything I said, what else do I say?" Wu Daozi said helplessly, waving his hand at the crowd that came to visit Song Yu, "Don't look at it, Song Yu is still alive, if you want to watch it up close, there will be opportunities in the future." ”

Song Yu hugged his fists at everyone, expressing his gratitude.

"Yes, sir. The crowd smiled and scattered, but they were just as strange as they were at the zoo with monkeys.

If Song Yu knew what they were feeling, he didn't know what his expression would be?

"What about Senior Sister, why didn't you see her? Is she okay?" Song Yu noticed that something was missing, and hurriedly asked.

"Your senior sister blew up the dantian, so ......," Wu Daozi said with a solemn face.

Xinglou and Zhou Qingfeng showed a look of pain on their faces, but they almost didn't cry out.

"How can this be?!" Song Yu said sluggishly, his eyes darkened, but before he had time to be sad, he heard Wu Daozi's sloppy laughter.

"Haha, little apprentice, I knew you would say this, your ancestor still bet with me, your words are: I really can't accept it! Now it seems that I won, if it weren't for your ancestor guarding the mountain gate, I would have wanted to rush over and call him my father." Wu Daozi said triumphantly.

"You're ......"

Song Yu was stunned, the relationship between this master and Chen Yijian's ancestor was really messy, it can be imagined that the master really wanted Chen Yijian's ancestor to honor the gambling contract, but he was afraid that he would be hung up and beaten by Chen Yijian's ancestor, right?

Master Chen Yijian taught the master with tears, and there were words in his mouth: One day is a teacher and a father for life, and Lao Tzu beats his son, is it reasonable?

Then Song Yu looked at Xinglou and Zhou Qingfeng with an angry face, I didn't expect that the two kind-hearted and innocent senior brothers would actually help the abuse, no, Yaoguang is in the same vein, except for me, is there really a kind and simple person?

"Don't get excited, I'm kidding you, why did you break the defense?" Wu Daozi outlined a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Your senior sister is fine, her physique is special, after she explodes the dantian, a white cocoon will form around her body, and when she recovers her cultivation in it, she will be able to break out of the cocoon." ”

"It's okay, what kind of special physique does Senior Sister have?" Song Yu asked curiously.

"One of the ten holy bodies of antiquity - the flower of the other side. Wu Daozi took a deep breath and said.

"the groove!!" Song Yu gasped, but he has no culture, so he can only go to the world in a ditch, what are the ten holy bodies of the ancients?

"I don't know much about the Ten Ancient Holy Bodies, what I know is that these are ten extremely powerful cultivation physiques, inherited from the distant ancient times, every monk who is pregnant with the Ten Ancient Holy Bodies is a gifted person, and the mysterious special ability, for example, your senior sister Dantian self-exploded into a white silkworm cocoon, this may be her special ability. Wu Daozi smacked his tongue and said.

"Terrifying!" Song Yu said in disbelief, and suddenly the conversation changed, "Master, what kind of ancient holy body are you?"

Wu Daozi was stunned, and said after a while: "I'm the same as you." ”

"Ah, we are so powerful?" Song Yu was shocked, no wonder Liu Yishou would hand over the spiritual guy's immortal cultivation recipe to me, maybe not only I am the so-called Song family, but also my talent!?

"It's nothing!! Wu Daozi ruthlessly interrupted Song Yu's daydream, joking, the ancient holy body, do you think it's Chinese cabbage?

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"......" Song Yu smiled awkwardly, and then said with a very thick face, "I already knew, I was just enlivening the atmosphere, didn't you feel my burst of humor?"

"!!" Wu Daozi and the two true disciples were amazed, but they had no culture, so they could only go to the world with one sentence of "".

The case has been solved, the case has been solved, Yaoguang is in the same vein, and the per capita education is raised, and it can't be washed, and it can't be washed.

Next, Song Yu learned from Xinglou's mouth that Hongling had left the Qingtian Sect and went out to find his traces.

This news made Song Yu's heart tighten, Hongling had stayed in the tomb of the blood-red ancestor since he was born, he had never been in contact with the outside world, and he had no social experience, he was very worried that Hongling would encounter danger and losses.

But the war between the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Qingtian Sect is imminent, and he can't leave, so he can only wait until the matter is over, he must find Hongling, and he must not let this sensible distressed little girl wander outside alone.

"Hongling, you must wait for your father obediently. Song Yu said wistfully.

The next day, the army of the Qingtian Sect slaughtered towards the Hengjian Mountain Range, and the army of the East China Sea Kingdom was behind, and began to capture the country under the rule of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the battle between the Qingtian Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect began in full swing.

The momentum was like a bamboo, and it only took three days for everyone to hit the Hengjian Mountain Range, and at this time, all the forces outside the Ten Thousand Sword Sect had already shrunk to the Hengjian Mountain Range, ready to fight to the death.

The two sects were opposed, the monks of the Yuan infant stage and above confronted each other in the air, and the disciples of the foundation building period and below were densely spread out on the ground, and the three battle drums sounded, and the soldiers met each other, and the collision of spells and spells broke out with a roaring sound, as if the sky was dark.

Whether it is a monk in the Yuan Infant Period or a monk in the Foundation Building Period, in it, I only feel insignificant, this is no longer a battle of one person, but a decisive battle between two sects and two forces, and the current battlefield is like a meat grinder, and there are monks dying every moment.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

“......”

As long as they see someone who is not their own, even if it is the corpse of an enemy, they will rush up to make up for it, as if they are not people, but big white turnips, and human lives here seem to have become worthless.

But Song Yu was in it, he didn't lose his mind, and he was extremely calm, he found a very interesting thing, because of the reason for cultivating the Soul Cultivation Technique, he could see tens of thousands of souls floating in the air.

These souls have only a vague outline, they can only judge men and women, not distinguish between young and young, and they float in the air in confusion, as if they have no sense.

As soon as his mind moved, Song Yu tried to silently operate the Soul Snatching Technique, only to see that the souls everywhere he passed were all sucked into his sea of consciousness, transformed into a steady stream of vitality, enhancing his soul, and his soul level began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could even faintly see the barrier of the realm.

As a result, Song Yu began to circulate in the battlefield, killing the enemy while absorbing the soul, this feeling of making a fortune in a muffled voice was really a little sour, but when he could really see the barrier of the realm, he stopped running the Soul Snatching Technique.

Because he was very aware of the side effects of the Soul Snatching Technique, he had a feeling that he had devoured all the souls here, and although he could break through to the realm, it was very likely that he would lose his mind and become a demon cultivator who only knew how to kill.

"That's pretty much it, I still understand the truth of going too far. Song Yu muttered to himself.

"I've finally found you, Song Yu. ”

At this time, a cold voice interrupted Song Yu's thinking, and he saw a young man in a cyan robe appear in front of Song Yu, this person had several pustules on his face, and there were also many pustules on his exposed body.

It is conceivable that this person should be covered with pus.

In some places, the pustules had festered, and yellow water was flowing out, and it looked disgusting, as if it had taken some kind of pill, and it was a side effect, so it looked like a terrible monster.

"Who are you?" Song Yu asked in confusion, it was obvious that this person was coming for him, but in his impression, it seemed that he had not offended this disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"I'm Toru Kazama. The pus-filled young man said coldly.

"So what?" Song Yu was stunned, this is the end? But I still don't remember who you are?

"My father's name is Wind Warriors, and he died at the hands of Zhang Slowly. Toru Kazama's voice was like the roar of a dilapidated bellows, and another toad was chirping.

"It turned out that I was looking for revenge, but Senior Sister is not here, do you want to look for it somewhere else?" Song Yu suggested.

But the senior sister didn't come at all, and the other party was afraid that he couldn't find it even if he dug three feet into the ground, and when I think about it, I seem to be a little bad!

"No, I'm going to kill you, Zhang slowly kills my father, and I'll kill her favorite little brother. Toru Kazama shook his head and said.

"What kind of logic is this?, and Senior Sister's favorite is Second Senior Brother, you shouldn't look for me. "Song Yu has a toothache, according to the law of cause and effect, it should be the small one to the old one, how can it be the other way around now?