The vase hung in the air, and the shattered fragments of the divine soul fluttered slowly in the sky at an extremely slow speed.

Such a scene fell into his eyes, which made the great supernatural powers who surrounded Zhen Yuanzi frown, and once again guessed in his heart what happened back then that made this person look like this.

At the same time, he couldn't help but make a tricky voice in the secret channel in his heart.

Just looking at the shattered appearance of this fragment of the divine soul, without the hard work of 1,800 years of protection and maintenance, I am afraid that it will not be able to recover a trace of human appearance at all.

Not to mention, listening to Zhen Yuanzi's remarks, there seems to be some great hidden danger in this remnant soul.

It was so big that even he, the ancestor of the earth immortals, the great supernatural power of the quasi-saint peak, could hardly be eliminated, so big that even today, at the risk of angering the Tongtian Sect Master, he had to come forward and ask if his old friend had a chance to reappear safely.

At this time, he was a great supernatural person with a heart of stone, but his heart was also touched by the strong friendship between his two Taoist friends.

Looking at the fragment of the divine soul that seemed to be like clouds on the horizon, from time to time there were blood-red demonic veins flashing like silk threads inside, and they suddenly had some guesses in their hearts.

Glancing at the Styx Ancestor over there without moving, he knew that the rumors of the year were very likely to be true.

Even if there are some discrepancies in it, the death and soul of the people of the Red Cloud Dao are inseparable from this Styx, otherwise, how can the obvious blood sea filthy breath on the remnant soul at this moment be explained?

That kind of appearance is obviously not something that can be contaminated in a moment, but in the process of countless time passing, that fragment of the divine soul has sunk and floated in the depths of the sea of blood, impregnating it little by little.

It took a few moments of time to accumulate before it could create a scene like the one that was almost blended with the divine soul water like the one now.

Thinking of the corrosion of the immortal body and the pollution of the divine soul by the sea of blood, these great supernatural beings who have already cast an indestructible law body are still forbidden to shrink at this moment, and secretly say a bad breath.

Being entangled in this thing is as disgusting as it gets.

And when they thought of the remnant soul of the Red Cloud Dao people in that sea of blood, they didn't know how many huiyuan they had soaked, and everyone trembled in their hearts, and they cast a compassionate gaze at the remnant soul in the sky.

Under such a long period of time, even the Great Luo True Immortal will be polluted by the sea of blood and completely degenerate.

How long can a remnant soul last?

They shook their heads slowly, and in their hearts they had already given the death penalty to this remnant fragment.

In this case, don't say that it is a saint, even if Dao Ancestor Hongjun comes, I am afraid that he will not be able to return to the sky, and at the moment, in their opinion, although the sect master who has achieved the sacrifice of the Dao with the method of foreign land, his strength is more than one step stronger than that of a saint.

But in this kind of thing of stripping the blood sea pollution, the power of fighting and killing is useless!

If it was really useful, they wouldn't have watched this mortal Styx Ancestor dangling in front of them for so many years.

Why?

It's not because this old boy can be said to be the embodiment of the sea of blood, as long as the sea of blood is not exhausted, he can't die at all, but now the situation faced by this red cloud divine soul is similar to the extreme.

If you can't get rid of the sea of blood at the source, even if you remove the filth from it, it will come back to life in a matter of moments.

Nothing can be done, and nothing can be killed.

Therefore, if you want the people of Hongyun Dao to recover, it is difficult!

How could Zhen Yuanzi not know what these immortals were thinking?

He had been fighting with the Styx Ancestor for countless years, and he had already understood the power of the blood sea to the extreme.

I thought that with the help of the spiritual root obtained from the foreign land, I would slowly maintain the remnant soul, suppress it and let the remnant soul grow little by little, and finally turn around and clean up the blood sea qi machine.

However, what he didn't expect was that the power of such a sea of blood was gradually growing with the continuous recovery of the remnant soul.

When it comes to the moment of complete recovery, I am afraid that it is also the moment when the Red Cloud Dao people are really wiped out in the desolate world, and at that time, it may be the Blood Cloud Dao people who are revived!

This situation is unacceptable to Zhen Yuanzi no matter what.

Therefore, he risked offending the Tongtian Sect Master today, and he had to stop him and express all the doubts in his heart.

The divine light in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes was uncertain, and he stared at the sect leader deadly, waiting for the next verdict on the life and death of the people of the Red Cloud Dao.

The remnant soul floated and fell into the palm of the master.

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

A sword qi surged in the palm of the sect leader's palm, swirling around the remnant soul, and with a sudden slash, a faint wisp of blood-colored light was slashed.

"Huh."

The sect leader said softly, his expression changed, but it was rare to raise a slight interest.

But it was just a blink of mind, and there was already a definite number, and the sword qi with a gentle shake of the palm of his hand crushed the wisp of demonic blood into dust, and he said:

"I don't know what you can do!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes and looked at the sect leader with blazing eyes.

"But for me, it's not difficult to cut off the filth from this soul of life, it's just ......"

The sect leader paused slightly, and said slowly with a slight pity:

"It's just that my way is not to control life and death, nor is it the decay of plants and trees, but the way of swordsmanship, which you must also know."

The group of immortals bowed their heads, and the sect leader had no intention of concealing this, nor could he conceal it.

After all, the terrifying killing intent that flowed out of his body when he first preached and almost cut the heavens and the earth and slaughtered everything was unabashedly revealed to everyone.

At this moment, it is natural to say that he is not good at saving people, and it is not to shirk.

Hearing the sect leader's words, their hearts moved, and they all said this, didn't they show that he was powerless in this matter?

However, before they could do anything more, they listened to the sect leader say frankly:

"It is not difficult for me to cut away the filth from this remnant soul."

"However, I can't guarantee that under a sword, there will still be a few points of soul consciousness inside, and the most likely result is that only a little origin aura remains."

"And in the future, what will be revived by this spiritual light is a red cloud and not a red cloud."

The sect leader said, slowly shaking his head:

"If you are willing, I can cut this sword for you, if you don't want to, then you can only wait for the next Taoist friend to appear and see if he can have some other way."

"How to choose, but it's all up to you, Zhenyuanzi Daoyou."

With that, the probe summoned the treasure bottle hanging in the air, put the remnant soul into it, and handed it back to its original owner.

And he, after doing all this casually, turned around and walked away slowly.

As for how Zhen Yuanzi chooses?

When the Tongtian Sect Master said the two answers, he already knew what Zhen Yuanzi's choice was.

Reviving the red cloud in the desolate world, this has almost become Zhen Yuanzi's obsession, if the person who returned is no longer him, then what is the point of all this he has done?

So what his choice is is self-evident.

The Sect Master didn't cause any fluctuations because of his decision, and it was just a little amusement in his long life, not worth mentioning.

Moreover, for cultivators who have been on the path of sacrifice, if the obsession has not disappeared, it is more advantageous to say that it is even more beneficial.

If you really have no desires, no desires, no thoughts, and no thoughts, then what kind of Dharma do you cultivate, what kind of path do you follow?

Originally, the sect leader who was only looking forward to the River Styx suddenly had a new idea in his heart at this moment, maybe one day he could really see the day when Zhen Yuanzi boarded the sacrificial path and revived the red cloud with his own hands.

Come to think of it, at that moment, it must have been wonderful.

......

The end of a storytelling is a strange scene.

A group of great supernatural powers who had each benefited walked out of the Star Picking Tower in a dignified manner, and hurriedly returned to the mountain, although they had obtained the long-coveted method, but whether to practice and how to practice it was also a question to be discussed.

They don't have the face, and they don't have the guts, so they go to the sect leader or Li Tong to ask for more detailed cultivation tutorials, and the only one they can hold is themselves.

The Demon Ancestor was also very interested in this so-called Dao method, but the desolate world at the moment was so big that there was no place for him.

Raising his eyes and looking around at the inside and outside of the song city, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Absorbing the memories in Shen Gongbao's mind, he slowly walked towards the inner city,

"Tsk, this is an old man, and he is looking for something to do when he just comes out!"

In the pavilion, Li Tong chuckled suddenly, said so in his heart, and then looked up at the Beginningless Emperor in front of him, and said slowly:

"Emperor, I may have to trouble you."

"Oh?"

is drinking the beginning of enlightenment tea, and the heart is feeling that the fairy energy is really a good thing to nourish, you don't see the lack of enlightenment tea in the past, after coming to this world, it has become delicious.

When Leng Buding heard Li Tong's words, he looked up in some surprise.

After coming here for a long time, it was the first time that Li Tong said such words to him, but Wu Shi did not have the slightest intention of refusing in his heart.

is quite gracious, so it is a matter of course to do some small things to repay one or two.

Then said:

"What's the matter, sir, you might as well say it directly, and you must do it without a beginning."

The master didn't have any opinions, but the Black Emperor, who had been lying beside him, suddenly raised his head, and a pair of dog-eyed eyes kept looking at Li Tong with a bit of scrutiny.

When he first arrived, he didn't know how deep the water in this world was, but he was clear and clear!

The qi of those immortals and gods is extremely terrifying, far from the existence that Wu Shi can deal with at this time, Li Xiaozi has bad intentions.

Thinking like this, his eyes became more and more vigilant when he looked at Li Tong.

Li Tong glanced at the Black Emperor, and secretly said that this dog was an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, but he didn't bother to take care of him, just said to the Beginningless Emperor:

"There is a person in my building who has gone out and disappeared, I thought he was buried in some dangerous place, but I didn't expect that he fell into the hands of the wicked and was imprisoned."

"Today, the wicked man came to listen to the book in my Star Picking Tower, and I found a clue, I was going to personally ask for people back, but there are some things to discuss with the sect leader later."

"This time, I will ask the emperor to go on a journey for me and bring people back."

"As for where that person is at this time, the emperor will let this dog lead the way and go straight to the palace of Nadi Xin."

Easily punched a mark into the Black Emperor's body, and let him play the role of a carrier pigeon, passing some news to Di Xin.

"The people in the Star Picking Tower?"

The Black Emperor originally tried his best to refuse to deal with this matter, but suddenly he thought, who else could there be in the building without news, it was none other than that unscrupulous Taoist priest.

"Confession! Unscrupulous Taoist, you unlucky ......"

He scolded and got up to answer the way, and the Emperor of the Beginningless nodded to Li Tong and went with him.

Don't look at the past days, Duan De and the Black Emperor were about to pinch each other as soon as they met, but the two of them really smelled like each other, and the Black Emperor couldn't do it while watching this unscrupulous Taoist priest die.

Of course, if you know that even if he dies, he will crawl out of the dirt, then it is possible.

But now in this Chaoge City, he has nothing to fear, just take his own emperor to rush, so that Wu Shi can see the strength of the immortals in this world.

As for saying, can't beat it? Just shake people.

After messing around for so long, he still has accumulated some contacts.

For example, those who play with birds in the hall of the Song City, those who pick up the stars and make gourds all day long, it is a big deal to lift the sedan chair and invite the empress out.

He still doesn't believe it, in this Chaoge City, there are still people who have turned the sky upside down.

Not to mention the dog fighting the human power, the arrogant Black Emperor went to find the bad luck of the Demon Ancestor, Li Tong walked on the side of the Beginningless Emperor, and saw the two female fairies coming slowly from the fairy mist.

Retracting the eyes of the Emperor of the Beginningless Emperor, a trace of strangeness flashed in Hou Tu Niang's eyes, and she couldn't hold back the curiosity in her heart, and asked:

"This person ...... I'm afraid it must be the immortals of the wilderness! ”

"Mother's good eyesight."

Li Tong responded, got up and beckoned the two of them to sit down, and didn't explain anything more.

Seeing that he didn't mean to speak, Houtu Niangniang didn't ask any further, but there was still a lonely and strange color in her eyes, obviously she was still a little curious about the identity of Wu Shi.

But at this moment, she is not the protagonist, and she will not discuss it again at an inopportune time.

After sitting down, I saw that from the beginning to this time, there was a kind of Nuwa Niangniang who was as free as a big understanding, and said softly:

"Li Xiaoyou, I have already decided, I will follow in the footsteps of Senior Brother Tongtian, cut off the saint Dao fruit, and sacrifice the Dao with one force!"

The voice is not loud and the speech is slight.

But when it fell into Li Tong's ears, there was a feeling like Huang Zhong Da Lu, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Nuwa Niangniang in surprise, not understanding how she was still watching some time ago, how could she make up her mind today.

Among them, what happened that he didn't know?

However, it is also a good thing.

Before Li Tong could respond, he heard a sound like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath:

"Okay, if you sacrifice to the Tao, I will protect the Tao!"