Twist!

Tear!

Crazy!

All kinds of destruction were presented in Wu Yangyu's soul world, and his soul was covered with cracks!

Faintly, the aura of death was slowly wrapping around his soul.

Whether the [Great Purgatory Judgment Technique] was powerful or not, Wu Yangyu couldn't judge it at the moment, but simply in his cultivation, the terrifying pain that occurred had already brought him to the brink of death.

In the depths of his soul, the ancient words are still being absorbed, refined, and fused by him.

But Wu Yangyu's soul has become weaker and weaker, and according to this situation, Wu Yangyu can be sure that he can no longer bear so many ancient words.

In just a moment, you will be completely fallen.

Moreover, this fall is not only physical, but also spiritual.

"Reached the limit?"

Feeling a feeling of weakness coming from his soul, Wu Yangyu murmured in his mouth.

"Give up...... As long as you give up, everything will end, and you will never suffer such a terrible pain again!"

I don't know where it came from, but a murmuring voice slowly came out of my heart.

The voice loomed, as if it was an illusion, but even this hallucinatory voice was also consuming the little will that Wu Yangyu had.

"Yes, we've reached the limit, if I give up now, it's all over!"

Facing the illusory voice, Wu Yangyu's soul gave the answer.

"No, if you give up now, it's all in vain!"

Another voice appeared.

The voice was extremely weak, and it seemed to come from the heart, but even if the voice was extremely weak, it still carried a firm conviction.

"What about persistence? You don't belong to this world, your soul doesn't belong here, it's a mistake for you to come here, why do you still have to persevere?"

The illusory voice reappeared, making Wu Yangyu's heart tremble slightly.

He thought about his past life.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, but he traveled here, endured killing and blood, and endured unimaginable tribulations.

Thinking of these, Wu Yangyu's will obviously began to fade a little.

The two voices were still arguing, but Wu Yangyu's soul slowly began to dissipate in the gradual weakness......

"Is it over?"

in the outside world.

The fowl emperor's demon eyes flashed with a sad and sad look.

It didn't complain about Wu Yang Yu, and according to its broken memory, it also knew how terrible the pain of this [Great Purgatory Judgment Technique] was during its cultivation.

This is not the kind of pain that ordinary people can imagine.

"The soul is about to dissipate...... Boy, you died because of the bird, although the bird originally looked at you unhappy, but the bird still owes you a favor, we got acquainted, the bird will definitely find your relatives in the future, and then shelter them for a hundred years!"

Looking at Wu Yangyu's body, which gradually stopped struggling, the Bird Emperor muttered in his mouth.

However, in the face of Wu Yang Yu's body that had stopped struggling, the Bird Emperor did not leave, it could pass through this inhuman tortured body, and there was still the breath of the soul, that is to say, the current Wu Yang Yu had not really fallen, so the Bird Emperor had to wait.

Waiting for Wu Yangyu's complete fall......

The soul is like a candle in the wind.

Between the flickering, flickering flames alternately loom in the light and in the dimness.

The darkness was gradually spreading, enveloping the whole world, and the breath and light of the candle flame were clearly being swallowed up.

Seeing that this last ray of light was about to be completely swallowed up, suddenly, a mysterious fluctuation flickered.

In the midst of the fluctuations, there is a powerful aura, although subtle, but it is like a blessing on the soul like a candle flame.

"Buzz ......"

The next moment.

The candle flame was about to go out, but it was completely stabilized.

"Boom ......"

The power was permeated and intertwined, and in the deepest part of Wu Yang Yu's body, a powerful and pure energy quickly filled out.

This energy is mysterious, as if it is pregnant with the breath of life.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

Above the soul, the mysterious fluctuations of the Dao are slowly opening.

"No! This world has my fetters, my concerns, my relatives, and my relatives who are connected by blood! I didn't have any relatives in my previous life, and in this life, I will definitely protect their ......!"

The sound was loud, like a divine sword, and with this sound, it flickered wildly in this soul world, spreading all over the ten directions.

With the appearance of that voice, Wu Yangyu's will suddenly burst out.

The flame of the soul seemed to be boiling, and the candle flame was like a spark of stars, bursting out with the power of a supreme fire.

"Buzz ......"

The world of darkness shines again, and the light begins to fight against the darkness!

"No one can stop me, my will is like a mountain, my will is like the sky, a thought, heaven and earth are destroyed, give me - open!"

"Whoa......

in the outside world.

The Bird Emperor, who had gradually given up, suddenly changed his face, and an unbelievable light flashed in a pair of evil demon pupils, it stared at Wu Yangyu's body fiercely, looking at the almost collapsed body, looking at it carefully, eager to see through every inch of the muscles of Wu Yangyu's body.

Within that body, it clearly felt a powerful vitality slowly spreading.

This vitality is constantly evolving, and the fire of life is slowly burning.

"Do you mean...... Did this guy really succeed?"

The demon pupils were gradually replaced by the ecstatic brilliance, and between the demon pupils, this fowl emperor did not dare to carelessly watch every change in Wu Yangyu's body.

Under this gaze, it has gradually become more and more convinced that Wu Yangyu's soul power is rapidly recovering and becoming stronger.

"It seems that I really underestimated this guy, and he can survive this purgatory-like torture!"

As he spoke, in front of it, the blood light of the Dao began to converge and was clearly visible, and a fist-sized blood-colored spar slowly emerged.

It's the Flood Demon Crystal.

At this moment, the Bird Emperor was ready to let the Flood Desolation Demon Crystal exert its divine might.

Half a day later.

After feeling that Wu Yangyu's soul had recovered for the most part, the Bird Emperor's wings suddenly unfolded, and one after another complex imprints were quickly released from the center of its eyebrows.

"Success or failure again, boy, accept it!"

"Buzz ......"

As the words of the Fowl Emperor fell, all the marks suddenly turned into a crystal light, like a sharp blade, and it flashed on this desolate demon crystal.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed suddenly, and a powerful demonic power enveloped a radius of hundreds of miles.

The sky is in turmoil, the earth is boiling, the sun and the moon are eclipsed, and everything is destroyed!

The indescribable terrifying demonic power moved in panic, like ten thousand demons descending, like the awakening of an evil god, and countless roars were vented from this radius of hundreds of miles.

In the entire Demon Slaying Dense Forest, a creature who didn't know how long he had been asleep slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Flood Desolate Demon Crystal.

The aura of covetousness manifests itself in their bodies.

"Click......"

In the depths of the earth, a venerable skeleton creature slowly rose up, and the soul fire burned in the eye socket of the skeleton, and the flame circulated as if it could burn ten directions.

"Roaring ......"

A huge beast shadow rose into the air, killing quickly towards this side, and the breath of the other party lingered, like an immortal beast emperor.

Thirty thousand meters below the earth, a sharp scarlet light tore open, and there were bursts of chain sounds, as if an incredible life was about to be revived.

The magic power is immense, and at the moment when the breath of the desolate demon crystal appears, even all the creatures who have become ancient are all attracted by this magic power, communicating the last wisp of the will of the deceased.

"Get out!"

The fowl emperor's obscene posture slowly dissipated, and there was a long roar in his mouth, and his body, which originally seemed to be the size of a fist, had skyrocketed wildly at this moment.

The huge figure is like an immortal Holy Spirit between heaven and earth.

A pair of demon pupils were scorching, and it seemed that they could penetrate the Nine Heavens and tear apart the Nine Shadows.

"Wow!"

The mysterious and sharp chirp seemed to be the presence of the emperor himself, and the terrifying aura was directly transmitted in these ten directions.

"Click......"

A hundred miles away, the skeleton creature that had been killed suddenly trembled violently, and after feeling the breath of the Bird Emperor, it instantly turned around and left.

"Boom!"

An ancient creature wearing an imperial crown, holding a scepter, and wearing an imperial cloak let out a mournful roar, and stood there unwillingly.

The scepter in the palm of his hand waved, and suddenly the heavens and the earth shattered, and endless flames began to burn out, and in an instant, the land of a hundred miles turned into nothingness.

However, his body also slowly disappeared into nothingness with a crackling sound.

"Roar!"

Under the earth, the long roar of chains under 30,000 meters became more and more rapid, but the terrifying aura slowly dissipated, and the fear was clearly visible.

All the changes, with the appearance of the Bird Emperor's breath, all began to dissipate, some perished, some escaped, and some evolved into nothingness......

"Huhuhu......"

In the Demon Pupils of the Bird Emperor, a look of exhaustion flickered.

"Damn, the power that Lord Bird has spent this time is too much, and the little power that is easy to accumulate will be swept away, and the rest will depend on you......"

Staring at Wu Yangyu tiredly, the voice of the Bird Emperor muttered to himself again, and the original tall body slowly returned to the size of a fist at this time.

"Whoa......

With the slight movement of that wing.

The Flood Desolation Demon Crystal also slowly integrated into Wu Yang Yu's body, and the countless runes that were originally condensed on the surface of this Flood Desolation Demon Crystal also quickly disappeared and melted like the melting snow of the Spring Sun, and an incomparable demonic power was completely released from this moment.

At this moment, the evil figure of Yizun is either wearing a magic crown and smiling incessantly, or his face is cold, indifferent, or greedy......

But the phantoms of this deity are all looking in the same direction.

There, Wu Yangyu's body was already slowly sitting in it, receiving the baptism of the Flood Desolation Demon Crystal......