Suddenly, a sword shadow flashed out of the void, and with a slight slash, Fang Zhun couldn't avoid it, so he had to close his eyes and wait for death.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't feel anything unusual, and when I opened my eyes, there was red light all around.

"Fang Zhun Daoyou, don't think about escaping, I know all the mysteries and flaws of the Mu Dai Tribulation. As long as the wood gas is isolated, it cannot be used. Ye Junsheng's voice sounded.

Ye Junsheng did not kill Fang Zhun, but had already deceived Fang Zhun with the sword pill, and then used the Tianyuan Banner to divide the wood qi and wrap the divine soul with fire, so naturally he did not suddenly have a good heart, and wanted to forgive and forgive people.

If it is as expected, the remaining five people of Wu Ding should ambush and wait outside the cave. Although the difference between scattered cultivation and its combat power is not a fraction of a centimeter, the Dao must rely on it if he dares to do so.

I was going to force Fang Bei to be in order. That thought would be separated by Mufu. Now Fang Zhun appeared, just in place.

Fang Zhun sat in the flame cage in a daze, unspeakably lonely and desolate, if the old man was dying, although there were martyrs in their twilight years, their hearts were strong, and the sunset was infinitely good, but they couldn't hide it, so that they were thirsty for life at the end of their lives.

All ambitions, expectations, unwillingness, struggles, and hatred seem meaningless at the end of life.

He did not do such things as dying, because it was already at this time, so that it would not help, and second, he did not dare. The tongue is fast for a while, but the soul has been tortured for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Seeing that Fang Bei couldn't get into Lu Mingyu's bottle once, he went deep into his bone marrow with fear, and he didn't want to try a second time, so he knew the horror in it.

Thirdly, he wanted to go to Ye Jun many times to live and die, and change places, that is, the rules of the sect are not allowed to imprison and torture the soul, and the soul must be destroyed, so as to vent the hatred in his heart.

Ye Junsheng is so smart, he can know it at a glance, but with a smile, who cares about the thoughts of ordinary people waiting to be slaughtered.

He stretched out one hand and pressed it on the top of Fang Zhun's soul, and the colorful glass butterflies flew one after another, like a real illusion.

120,000 years ago, when the tribes were fighting, every time they were captured, they tortured them in a thousand ways, and they did not make them open their mouths.

If there is a demand, there will be creation, and between different schools, a variety of magical powers and secret techniques have been created, such as the Xuanwu series of the demon clan, that is: Xuanyin soul search supernatural power, freeze the divine soul with the power of Xuanyin, and break the divine soul like a broken ice cube, and then find out a part of the demand.

Another example is Confucianism, which is: the history of the movie, the memory of the caster's soul is turned into a history book, and the caster can look through it.

And what Ye Junsheng is doing now is: the dream butterfly of the present world.

In the past, Zhuang Zhoumeng was a butterfly, a lifelike butterfly, and he was self-proclaimed and did not know Zhou. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. If you don't know that Zhou's dream is a butterfly, and a butterfly's dream is a week and a butterfly, there must be a difference. This is called materialization.

Turn the memory of the soul into a dream butterfly, and watch the butterfly according to the need.

In fact, no matter which method it is, the principle is the same, people's memories are stored in the soul, and to read the memory, the soul must first be broken and the memory required by the caster must be extracted.

After a while, Ye Junsheng slowly withdrew his palm.

As the palm of his hand was withdrawn, Fang Zhun's eyes gradually lost their brilliance, there was nothing, his spirit became lighter, and when the wind swept away, he disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

The soul of man is the foundation, the foundation of immortals, once broken, how can he survive.

With a faint smile, he got up, showed his sword light, and in a moment he was outside the mathematics and physics, and then the brilliance flashed, and he entered the cave of time.

Just as he was about to move forward, there was a sudden haze in front of him, first the flames broke through the stone wall and gushed out, and then there were stone pillar spears, which rushed towards Ye Junsheng from all directions.

"I thought you were ambushing outside the cave, but I didn't expect you to be a little bold. Ye Junsheng smiled, his figure flashed, like a ghost, whether it was a flame or a stone pillar spear, he couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

Stretching out his finger, a sharp sword light, the void appeared, and when he twisted towards the stone wall on the right, a human head rolled down.

"Sixth. ”

Suddenly, a white-haired old man appeared, his eyes were red, looking at the girl's headless body, and there were words in his mouth, dozens of eagles, birds and spirit beasts, singing in unison, swooped down towards Ye Junsheng.

With a light click, a storm of sword rain erupted on Ye Junsheng's top, swaying out sword qi like a waterfall, mighty and mighty, and each sword killed a spirit bird.

When it was extinguished, the rain of swords suddenly turned and poured down like a tide.

Everywhere he went, there was a flash of inspiration, and then, countless bright red blood lines shot out, and the smell of blood was tangy.

Ye Junsheng laughed loudly, turned his feet, and avoided a round of formation operation, with a wave of his big sleeves, the sword light came out vertically, and slashed away.

However, this time, a formation of flags took the initiative to jump out, and the sound of clanging and dense collisions came out, blocking the sword light.

Ye Junsheng stared at it, and the sword marks on the flagpole and flagpole were revealed, and the flags were tattered. Secretly said: "There is an invisible sword qi that has not been cut through, and it has all been blocked. If it weren't for the fact that he knew the laws of operation at Fang Zhun Divine Soul, it would be a trouble. ”

As soon as the hand stretched out the Tianyuan flag, the gossip hexagram shape lit up.

Wu Ding first protected the white-haired old man with the main flag, and then took the sword qi like a waterfall, although there were one hundred and eight sub-flags supplemented by nine main flags, but he also wanted to vomit blood, "Damn, it's just that he is intact, why is there so much true yuan left." Is there so much difference between a loose cultivator and a sect disciple? Seeing that Ye Junsheng dodged the attack of the formation like a leisurely walk, raised the Tianyuan Banner, and thought secretly, "Looking at his appearance, I should know the operation law of the Five Elements Upside Down Formation, and there is no more to rely on, so I have to think about retreating early." With a sharp turn of thought, he transferred the main flag to the hands of the remaining two, and the sound was transmitted in his mouth, the two virtuous brothers, block him for a while, and wait for his brother to open the magic weapon of the human god to eat him, and then destroy this fang. ”

The white-haired old man and the wooden hairpin Taoist looked at each other and nodded, the formation that was used as a battle has been seen through, if they escape, in the same realm, except for those who have a special escape method, who has run the sword cultivation, only a desperate battle, seeking a glimmer of life.

Their eyes turned sharply, and the two shouted in unison.

Suddenly, a sword light appeared behind the two of them, and as soon as it circled around their shoulders, a fountain of blood gushed out, and the heads of the good people rolled down the dust. Shaking his head speechlessly, "It's not a mortal dynasty, the army is fighting in front of the battle, and it is powerful and powerful." In the case of seeing through the formation, isn't this a target for people? ”

Looking at these heads, I only felt interested, the gap between the scattered cultivators and the disciples of the sect was completely detached in this gloomy cave, and five people in the same realm were against one, and under the fair duel of the lost formation, they were so vulnerable.

I can't help but think of myself again, when I was a child, there was a Xuan Gong that pointed directly to the avenue, and the teaching of a master like Fang Liren, walking alone with this sword pill, this flag, such an incomparably enviable and jealous opportunity, if not these, I am afraid that even they are not as good.

But Ye Junsheng only felt panic, and even some fear, which reached its peak in this Mu Mansion.