It turned out that the Dragon Selection Nine Sons Formation was just a means of the Shura Emperor, but it was not clear what his purpose was for the time being.

Zimo didn't choose to ask.

In his opinion, if the Shura Emperor didn't want to tell him, even if he asked, it would be meaningless, if he wanted him to know, then he would naturally know the answer to everything after he went out.

Time was spent in the days when Zimo practiced the art of teleportation.

During this period, Emperor Shura instructed Zimo for a few days, but when he found that Zimo had gradually become proficient and what he lacked was only a matter of time, he left with the realm spirit.

Zimo didn't know about this, he was indulging in the wonderful feeling of teleportation.

When Zimo was already able to teleport at will half a year later, the Shura Emperor seemed to know in advance and had already appeared in this space, but he didn't see the figure of the realm spirit.

"Since your teleportation technique has been a little successful, I will be much more relieved of your safety in the future."

Emperor Shura smiled and looked at Zimo and said softly.

There are feelings, but also happiness.

"Boy, thank you for the grace of Dugu's predecessors!"

Zimo bent down and bowed, sincerely.

Waving his hand, the Shura Emperor didn't care, and he immediately said, "Your cultivation has now reached the peak of the spirit infancy stage, and you can enter the soul leaving realm immediately." Once you enter the Soul Leaving Realm, the demon boy will leave, and you will also usher in the Tribulation of the Three Souls. ”

Looking up at this endless space, the corners of Emperor Shura's mouth showed a slightly strange and somewhat cold smile, "I plan to let you directly enter the Soul Separation Realm here, and then I will personally cover the Heavenly Opportunity for you, so that the Three Soul Tribulation cannot fall, so that you don't need to face the Heavenly Tribulation this time." Otherwise, with your current cultivation, facing the Tribulation of the Three Souls, although it will not fall, it will inevitably suffer heavy losses, which will be extremely unfavorable to things in the future. ”

"Listen to the arrangement of Dugu's predecessors!"

Zimo's heart moved, but his expression did not change, and he was not excited because he was about to enter the Soul Leaving Realm, he knew that he would inevitably enter the Soul Leaving Realm in the near future, and he was ready to face the Heavenly Tribulation, if the Great Emperor personally took action, he would have a lot of peace of mind.

"Well, there is another consideration of mine to let you enter the Soul Realm in advance, this time you don't have to face the Tribulation of the Three Souls, there will be great benefits, that is, if you enter the Tongxuan Realm later, you will inevitably suffer from the Heavenly Tribulation, this time the Tribulation of the Three Souls is covered by me, the next time you enter the Tongxuan Realm to face the Tribulation of the Three Souls, it will be much easier, do you understand what I mean?"

Emperor Shura rubbed his chin and looked proud, as if he was very satisfied with the time when he had deceived the heavens.

Zimo groaned slightly, and suddenly said, "That is, the Dugu predecessor deceived the Heavenly Tribulation, and the Tribulation of the Three Souls that I should have faced when I entered the Soul Separation Realm, I will only face it after entering the Tongxuan Realm this time, and the Heavenly Tribulation that I should have faced when I entered the Tongxuan Realm will only be faced when I enter the Broken Realm, and so on, that is, the difficulty of the Heavenly Tribulation has been reduced a lot in disguise." ”

"Teachable!"

Shura the Great laughed.

After thinking for a moment, Emperor Shura said, "Since you have learned the sword formation, you must be able to control multiple flying swords at the same time, that is, you can use multiple swords. ”

"Let me digress here, the 'slash' technique used by your sword formation is the technique of cutting space, and the person who created this sword array at the beginning is also a genius, since you have entered the space, you have to study hard."

Zimo naturally knew that the sword array would help him, so he hurriedly nodded yes.

"Returning to the topic of single-mindedness, in fact, the reason why the Soul Separation Realm is called Soul Separation is to separate a trace of one's own divine soul and create a realm of divine consciousness clone, ordinary monks can create a divine consciousness clone in this realm, and many talented people can create two or even three, and it is very rare to have more."

Emperor Shura shook his head when he said this, and there was actually a trace of envy in his tone, "And you kid, your own realm is too much beyond the monks of the same level, and you can multitask, you have taken a big advantage in this regard, once you step into the soul realm, you kid is afraid that the divine consciousness clones you can control can reach at least six, which is only less than me back then."

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That's it. I have to say that your talent for multitasking is extremely rare. In short, when you enter the realm of leaving the soul, you can be regarded as officially becoming a monk, and the mysteries of this realm need to be experienced by yourself. ”

"The younger generation is just a fluke, how can I compare with the seniors, my skin is not thick enough to be so self-aware."

Zimo didn't lose himself because of Emperor Shura's two praises, he knew that he didn't have any talent, but worked harder and had better luck than others.

Smiling, the Shura Emperor stretched out his hands, grabbed them lightly towards the void, and shouted softly in his mouth, "Ju Qi!" ”

Suddenly, colorful breaths flew towards this place from far and near.

Countless long rainbows drag the long tail light, like thousands of birds returning to their nests, and like a school of fish swimming upstream.

In the end, it all gathered in the hands of the Shura Emperor.

A two-meter-sized ball of colored light appeared in front of him, and the power contained in it could be described as terrifying.

For the methods of the Shura Emperor, Zimo is already a little numb, and he doesn't know what kind of realm he needs to go to to gather the power of the starry sky and the earth in such a way.

After about half an hour, the colored ball of light had risen to the size of ten meters, and the Shura Emperor stopped.

His face looked even paler, his voice was a little weak, and he said softly, "Boy, you can go in, I didn't expect that my Dugu Yanming is now a little difficult to gather the power of heaven and earth, and this doppelganger is really not good." ”

Zimo's expression was complicated, his lips squirmed but he couldn't say a word, he bent down and clenched his fists at the Shura Emperor, and then his body moved, and he walked into the ball of guessing light.

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On the other hand, the time went back to more than half a year ago.

Jiang Xuehan, whether to quit or not, Bai Changsheng, and Yan Shengtian saw the miserable appearance of Bai Ye and Mu Canghai, and they all had a deep fear of Zuo Ling's ghost concubine.

They couldn't understand why this woman's methods were so weird, which made Mu Canghai and Bai Ye suffer a big loss when they joined forces, and they were even about to fall.

However, just when Mu Canghai and Bai Ye were about to die, the black and light white aura in the death world converged towards the two of them, and they were distinct.

All the black ones entered Mu Canghai's body, while the light white ones entered Bai Ye's body.

The bodies of the two stopped burning and gradually regained their vitality.

At this moment, an old voice came, "The Nine Sons of the Dragon Selection Formation has been broken, and you can go out in a year." ”

"Broken? There are only seven of us here, and there are only eight people including the white feather coat who entered the spatial rift, who is the other person? ”

Jiang Xuehan couldn't help but speak, and suddenly he seemed to understand something, his eyes widened and said, "It's not good, we have eight people here, so Hongdou, the royal power, they must only survive one person!" ”

The look of the person around him was also a hint of panic, if Jiang Xuehan didn't say anything wrong, then something really happened.

The two of them were about to rush to the hiding place of Hongdou and the others, when a cowardly voice came, "Division... Master..."

Jiang Xuehan turned his head and saw his apprentice Hongdou and Wang Quan, while the others didn't see it.

Jiang Xuehan's figure appeared beside Hongdou in a flash, she carefully inspected Hongdou before she put her mind at ease and said, "What about the others, why just the two of you?" ”

"Dead, all dead."

Hongdou burst into tears for a moment, lying on Jiang Xuehan's shoulder, trembling all over.

"What the hell is going on? Royalty. ”

Jiang Xuehan looked at his other apprentice and said coldly.

But there was a hint of panic in his voice, and he seemed to know the reason, but he couldn't believe it.

Wang Quan's expression was flat, and even a little bland made Jiang Xuehan feel unfamiliar.

"I killed them all."

As if he was telling a trivial matter, the king said indifferently.

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"You..."

Jiang Xuehan's expression changed greatly, and then he said with some anger, "They are the only remaining elite disciples of my human race, how can you..."

Wang Quan sneered, "Elite disciple? The elite disciple in your mouth wants to kill the red bean and live, what do you think I can do? I'm going to watch Red Bean Sister get killed by them? ”

Jiang Xuehan had already expected this result, he moved his lips, and finally shook his head and sighed, just patted Wang Quan's shoulder, and looked much older for a moment.

Wang Quan lowered his head, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, both excited and cruel.

In this way, Mu Canghai, Bai Ye, Bai Changsheng, Yan Shengtian, Jiang Xuehan, Quit or Not, Red Bean, Wang Quan, Zuo Ling Ghost Ji, exactly nine people.

"It seems that the white feather coat that entered the spatial crack is already more auspicious!"

Jiang Xuehan's expression was a little gloomy, and as soon as the white feather coat died, the hope of the human race was completely gone.

After going back, I didn't know how to face Venerable Yue's endless inquiries, and I didn't know how to face the expectations of the entire human race.

The Dragon Choice Nine Sons Formation has disappeared, and they have regained their freedom.

There were 100 people here, and now there are only nine people left, and this death line is really the most tragic in history.

After the formation disappeared, everyone found that the scenery in front of them had changed, and they were no longer in the jungle, but standing in front of a simple and solemn hall.

This is a magnificent hall, and there are two unknown spirit beast statues in front of the door, which are blue-green, looking like a worm and a Jiao.

They look up to the sky and roar, majestic.

The two huge doors at the entrance of the main hall are dozens of zhang high, and there are two people carved on them, and they are not real people, they should be monsters.

They had two horns on their heads, four wings on their backs, and two black bone knives bent out of their elbows, which looked terrifying, and the two monsters bowed their heads slightly.

From the front, you can see the devotion and fanaticism carved into their eyes.

They stood facing each other, like servants ready to open the gate, guarding it.

It seems that the future will be cut down by the bone knife at any time.

There is nothing but this hall.

Everyone found a place to rest, separated from each other by some distance.

Quietly waiting for the arrival of the one-year period, and also waiting for the arrival of the master of the dead world.

Time passed in the waiting.

A year may be a long time for a mortal, but for a monk, it's just a retreat.

Finally on this day, Mu Canghai and Bai Ye, who were on the verge of death, opened their eyes at the same time.

Mu Canghai looked at Zuo Ling's ghost concubine, with a thick look of jealousy and hatred in his eyes.

Bai Ye looked at the red bean, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

Bai Changsheng's expression was solemn, and the spear in his hand kept trembling.

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