Chapter 11: The Different Paths of Humans and Ghosts (10)
The top of the nameless mountain, confused and confused, I don't know what to do. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
And the old Dao of Heavenly Machines has fallen, but the soul of the Heavenly Dao people is still in his mental realm!
It was a nine-foot-nine-inch soul shadow, and it was only a few minutes away from breaking through the Heavenly Soul Realm.
At this moment, the Heavenly Machine Dao people's mental realm was intertwined, outlining strange runes, and these runes formed an extremely complex formation. And the earth soul of the Heavenly Machine Daoist stood in the center of this array, and in front of him was a drop of black blood, and the blood emitted bursts of fragrance and strange fluctuations, making people know at a glance that this thing was not ordinary......
At this moment, the Heavenly Soul looked solemn, and the seal in his hand continued to form, and the mark was punched into the black blood in front of him......
"The soul is back!!"
Suddenly, the Heavenly Soul spit out a mouthful of soul power, sprayed on that drop of blood, and roared!
Immediately, the black blood continued to change, and the divinity of the blood itself continued to decrease......
The figure of the Heavenly Soul was a little illusory, he looked at the drop of blood with a solemn face, and a trace of pity crossed his eyes from time to time......
Seeing that the black blood divinity disappeared completely, and there was no fluctuation, the face of the earth soul became extremely gloomy and lackluster.
"Little You'er, I'm sorry, Grandpa Tian didn't fulfill your entrustment, and your essence and blood didn't attract that child's soul ......"
The earth soul was depressed, exuding a dead aura, he should have died, but he didn't fulfill the child's instructions, and he felt guilty.
Suddenly, the old man's expression changed, and he regained his brilliance, as if he had returned to the light. He felt a wisp of soul drifting towards him......
At this moment, the old man of Tianji felt that time was running out, and it was too slow, and the speed of that wisp of soul was too slow, too slow......
Dozens of breaths later, a five-point-tall illusory soul shadow came to this heaven and earth, but it did not go deeper, but stopped at the edge of the Heavenly Machine Old Man's Mental Realm......
"You...... Who is it?"
The soul shadow spoke, his eyes full of confusion and incomprehension. It felt in the void that there was a breath of energy calling to itself, and it felt intimacy and tranquility from that machine, and it came.
"Child, we met, when you were three years old. ”
A different color in the eyes of the earth soul was hidden, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the earth soul said kindly and dotingly.
"Three-year-old? ”
Fu Tuwei shook his head, and then asked, "What is that?"
Fu Tuwei pointed his finger at the drop of black blood, his fingers were a little illusory and a little trembling. He had a guess in his mind, but he asked anyway.
"It's a drop of your mother's blood!"
"I... Mother, mother?"
Fu Tuwei muttered, his heart was at a loss, those two words made his heart surge, he quietly looked at the drop of black essence blood, and walked there unconsciously......
"Ahh
Fu Tuwei didn't go far before he exclaimed, the red line between his eyebrows had just burned. So he calmed down and stepped back a bit......
"Can you show it to me?" Fu Tuwei said in a trembling voice.
Seeing that Fu Tuwei came to his senses, the strange color in the depths of the old man's eyes reappeared, but he himself was unaware.
"Absolutely!"
The old man of Tianji bowed his head, but his heart was relieved and uncomfortable, what kind of encounter can make a child cautious?
Looking at the black essence blood slowly flying towards him, Fu Tuwei's heart was difficult to calm down, it was his mother's breath!
The black essence blood flew towards Fu Tu Wei and melted into his eyebrows. Suddenly, Fu Tuwei felt that he couldn't move, and that feeling came again. However, the red thread was scorching again, and Fu Tu Wei immediately recovered, looking at the old man with a somewhat ugly face......
"You're not you!"
Hearing Fu Tuwei's words, the old man Tianji's expression changed, and a different color appeared in his eyes: "Child, what did you say?"
"You're not you when you think you're you, and you're you when you think you're not!"
Fu Tuwei spoke again, his face becoming more and more ugly, but his statement was indifferent and slow. He knew something from the drop of blood on his brow......
"Kid?"
The old man of Tianji was even more puzzled, and the different color in his eyes became even stronger!
"Grandpa Tian, the exercises you practice are the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm, right?"
"Not bad!"
Although he didn't know what Fu Tu Wei meant, the old man still replied. At this moment, he was even more lifeless.
"Heavenly machine, if the silkworm changes nine times, one changes one life, the silkworm spins silk, turns into a sky net, and a hexagram will know the heaven and the earth. Right?"
"Not bad!"
"Then now, does Grandpa Tian know what Fu Tu Wei means?"
"Hehe......"
The old man smiled bitterly, and his soul and body became more and more dead, and his grief was greater than his heart. He is extremely smart, but he is just blind, and he doesn't know Qiu'er. At this moment, the old man was like a puppet, and he didn't have the slightest anger.
"I wonder which ancestor is hiding in the old soul at this time?"
There was no anger, naturally no feelings, and the old man was indifferent.
"You can tell the old man to read the sky!"
A majestic, boundless killing sound came from the Earth Soul of the Heavenly Machine Dao Man, and then, a wisp of phantom floated out from the Earth Soul......
This is an old man who is only an inch high, and he can't see his face clearly. Although this person is illusory and short, that kind of power is like a god king suppressing the Quartet.
Looking at the vast Nian in front of him, the Heavenly Machine Dao people roared, and they suddenly lost consciousness. It was just a back, which made him in the eighth realm feel a sense of insignificance, like an ant looking at the sky, not knowing the distance.
"I didn't think it was the ancestor of Nian Cang's lineage, it seems that you are still a thief!"
"Humph!"
The man snorted coldly, and his voice roared like thunder, and his words were the law.
Immediately, the soul of the Heavenly Machine Dao people was dispersed, and at the same time, this piece of heaven and earth was collapsing and annihilating, after all, this realm was the spiritual realm of the Heavenly Machine Dao people, and they lived and died with it.
Glancing at the collapsing realm of virtual reality, the man spoke indifferently, and although his voice was small, it resounded through this realm.
"In my name, this world will not disperse!"
As soon as the words are spoken, the realm stands still, no longer collapsing. Nian Cang walked in front of the soul of Futu Wei, without words, and his eyes were indifferent.
"You... Is that the seed of iniquity?"
Prosperous!
Fu Tu Wei's soul was trembling, and his whole body became more illusory, and suddenly, the red light in the center of his eyebrows loomed, and Fu Tu Wei opened his eyes.
At this time, he could see Nian Cangmang, and when Nian Cangmang appeared, a domineering aura roared in his mind, and he lost his perception of the outside world.
"Huh?"
The man was shocked, and became a little interested in what was between Fu Tu Wei's eyebrows.
"The ancestor takes your creation, bless my descendants, this is also your creation, you should feel honored to let the ancestor personally take action!"
Without waiting for Fu Tu Wei to speak, the man spoke again. With that, he raised his right hand and grabbed Fu Tuwei.
At the same time, he opened his mouth and said: "You are dead, and you have created a Tianjiao of the Nian clan, which is the blessing of your hundred generations of cultivation!"
Fu Tuwei looked at the arm stretched out to him, and then heard the old man's words, he was a little indignant, but he couldn't speak, and now he even moved his eyes, which was also a luxury......
"If I don't die this catastrophe, I will never be able to cover my eyes again this day, and I want the immortals to fall to the earth......"
Fu Tu Wei roared in his heart, he had been imprisoned several times by people or objects in just one day, and he couldn't move. He didn't want to have that feeling like an animal waiting to be slaughtered......
I don't know what Fu Tu Wei thought, that hand has been pressed on the top of the human soul's head, and a more condensed and domineering power than the mountain power bursts out from that arm, wanting to enter the human soul source......
The catastrophe has not been eliminated, and life and death are at a loss!
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