Wan Qian Shan glanced in the direction of the 10,000 slaughter, hehe...... The apprentice's ability has grown again!

He let go of Yang Ming Zhenren's soul nonchalantly, anyway, the other party's body was estimated to be almost rotten at the moment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Finally getting rid of the control of Wan Ling Mountain, the soul of Yang Ming Zhenren did not hesitate and rushed straight to the ground.

However, he didn't go for his body, but aimed at Zhiwei's body and went straight in.

"Ah, it's wrong!" Wei Xiaoge was shocked, and then looked at the Zhiwei soul standing with Wanren Mountain in the sky, but saw that he was nothing, as if he didn't take it seriously.

At this moment, "Zhiwei" showed a weird smile on his face that did not belong to Zhiwei at all, as if he was very satisfied.

It makes people's hairs stand on end.

Soon, though, she was a little relieved.

Looking at the posture, Yang Ming Zhenren wanted to escape against the wind, but he could only bring a faint trace of heaven and earth vitality, and his body couldn't command like an arm at all, as if he was drunk.

Zhiwei's soul sighed softly, just trying to test the master's personality, although he expected it to be so, it was inevitably sad.

He's so unbearable......

As a great master, he doesn't even understand the basic principles of Dharma cultivation, he is not dead, and his soul and body are inextricably linked, how can the master take away his body?

He didn't rush back to his body, and saluted to Wan Ling Mountain: "Senior Wan, thank you for your teaching over the years, I hope you can go straight to the fairyland, become a model for my generation, and have a smooth journey!"

"Downwind, downwind, that's nature!" Wan Lingshan smiled and touched his chin, but he didn't touch his beard, and was stunned suddenly.

Wei Xiaoge couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Wan Lingshan rarely shouted at Wei Xiaoge seriously: "You and Xiaoshan are both good children, I hope you two are husband and wife, grow old together, I'm leaving!"

"Old man Wan, it's easy to go all the way!" Wei Xiaoge said with a smile, listening to Ding Tu's tone, he is quite optimistic about Wan Ling Mountain, presumably he can succeed!

Especially the soul still looks so young and full of vitality.

As if being pulled by an invisible rope, the young Wanren Mountain is like the wind, swaying upward, with the expectation of the future in his eyes and the memory of the world.

But in a few breaths, he was nowhere to be seen......

Zhiwei nodded at Wei Xiaoge, no longer lingered, and swished back to the main body.

A strange battle for the body begins.

However, outsiders can't tell who wins and who loses, and Zhiwei at this moment is like a little doll who doesn't know how to walk, sometimes with the same hands and feet, and sometimes falls to the ground.

Wei Xiaoge was not too anxious, obviously Wan Lingshan and Zhiwei didn't take it seriously.

She set her eyes on the side of the Ten Thousand Slaughter, but saw that he had already put the knife into the sheath and walked quickly towards the body of the Ten Thousand Thousand Mountains.

And Ling Yunzi was full of frustration and stood dumbfounded, beside him was Yang Ming Zhenren's lifeless body that had been bombarded by true qi.

He fought vigorously before, and was forced by 10,000 people to spread the battle circle to the side of the ancestor step by step, without the other party using a knife, the two of them had already destroyed their bodies with the strength of the blade.

Wei Xiaoge breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ming's real body has been destroyed, and he is already a dead soul at the moment.

There are only two paths for dead souls.

Ordinary people will die out immediately, and Fa Xiu and Wu Xiu can exist for a while.

There are also such dead souls that are extremely obsessed, turning into ghosts and being able to possess other people's bodies.

However, in either case, many Fa cultivators with a little bit of ability can drive away dead souls at will.

Zhiwei is Ziwei Xingjun, if he can't drive Yang Ming Zhenren out of his body, his promising profession is estimated to be best to give way quickly!

"I heard you talk to Master before, can you see him?" Wan Tu said to Wei Xiaoge, who had been staring at Zhiwei, wondering if she was too concerned about the little Taoist, and she was fighting with Ling Yunzi just now, and she didn't see her watching intently.

Wei Xiaoge came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Well, the soul of Old Man Wan is far stronger than that of Yangming Zhenren, and he has the upper hand, and he has been shaking for nine days at the moment, and he is going to be an immortal!"

Whether it's true or not, it's definitely safer to say that the massacre is so reassuring!

Seeing a smile on the face of Wan Tu, but he still couldn't hide the faint pain, Wei Xiaoge's heart softened. This thing was raised by the master, although Wan Lingshan left him to be self-reliant from time to time, but the two are actually like father and son.

Just like the little fish copperhead, their little half-demons are very afraid of the slaughter of 10,000 people, but there is a desire to be close in the fear.

"Yang Ming's guy is snatching Zhiwei's body, do you think he can succeed?" asked Wan Tu, thinking that the master hadn't completely killed Yang Ming, so Zhiwei would be fine.

"I saw Zhiwei leaving his soul before, and I said a few words to Old Man Wan, it seems that Yang Ming can't live!"

The two whispered and talked, and asked the three Taoist priests who came out not far away to listen to their ears, and their hearts suddenly had mixed feelings, which was not a taste at all.

The real person died......

And the death is somewhat unclear.

Now they finally have some understanding, why Zhiwei is a closed disciple, but he has not helped for a long time.

It is said that he can quickly lay down the defensive wall, whether it is to help the three of them deal with the slaughter of 10,000 people, or to help the real people work together to fight against the Ten Thousand Mountains, it will be a great help.

But he stood by and watched, and only at the last moment did the soul of a real person enter his body, and then he struck to destroy the soul.

Real people...... I thought I had a plan for Zhiwei's body.

Moreover, what is the position of the real person, accusing the half-demon of slaughtering the human race and marrying the wife of the human race.

What he did was even more unethical.

The Dharma monks of Tianhao Palace, once they know that there are lonely souls and wild ghosts seizing other people's bodies, they will immediately rush to exorcise the souls.

In the previous fight, it was obvious that the other party was on the side of justice, but they tried their best to block it.

If you really kill ten thousand people and Mrs. Wan, what kind of face will you have to continue to be a martial artist who maintains the righteous path in the world!

Everyone's eyes were staring at Zhiwei.

But I saw that his face had become extremely resolute, and he no longer stumbled as before, and now sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed.

After a while, I heard his clear voice shouting, "Go!"

Say what you say!

No one saw any clues, only Wei Xiaoge saw the embarrassed Yang Ming Zhenren, like a lost dog, thrown out of Zhiwei's body.

It was as if he could no longer move, and his body was suspended in mid-air and struggled, gradually becoming virtual.

"I just want to live longer, why can't you, but I can't" Yang Ming Zhenren looked at Wei Xiaoge, his eyes full ......of hatred.

Wei Xiaoge couldn't answer him this question, because logically speaking, human life is only one life.

She lived one more time, but there was a difference in nature, she didn't do anything to rob someone else's life.

It must be a heinous crime to rob others of their lives.

In what Zhiwei once said, the Tao is natural, the world has its rules, everything is attributed to the laws of nature, and no one can get rid of birth, old age, sickness and death.

If you want to live longer, you can only cultivate to the extreme, survive with death, and then decisively abandon your skin.