The Ownerless Man is going crazy!

In order to break the illusion, he used countless means, and even ruthlessly sealed his six senses and closed his mind.

However, despite all his might, the Skyclave remained.

It was as if he hadn't moved a single step the whole time.

What frightened him the most was that the Sky Realm was empty, the Yuan Qi could not be replenished, and the Dao Palace incense could not be transmitted, and after some attempts, his Yuan Qi reserves were already in jeopardy.

As a last resort, he gave up his old face and tried to save himself.

He first called his fellow disciples with incense, but after never getting a response, he finally realized that this was not an illusion.

This is the Skyclave!

How many cultivators have been searching for a place that they can't seek, but they have been accidentally hit by him, but what they get is not the way of the court, and they can die at night.

It's fear.

——Between life and death, there is a great terror, born in the heart and manifested in the body.

Once Yuan Qi is exhausted, he will definitely die, and even turning into the ghost path will become a luxury.

How could he still be calm?

Especially in the Neijing Palace, it pays attention to "raising the six gods and beheading the three corpses", and pays special attention to the three corpses, which makes the distractions in the heart more and more complicated.

I don't know how long it has been, the ownerless Taoist was in danger in the heart of the Dao, gritted his teeth and recited the Mingchen Dao number, trying to communicate with Mo Chuan with the incense road.

This is his only hope of saving himself!

After all, he strayed into this place, and after all, it was Mo Chuan who led him.

"There is no owner of the poor road, please Mingchen Immortal!"

In the next second, the pupils of the ownerless Taoist dilated, because the Mingchen Taoist responded to the incense.

【Liver God: Wood Walking Green Dragon】

The illusion of the Vermilion Bird suddenly appeared in his eyes, and in an instant, the scenery at the end of the incense was reflected in his eyes.

The ownerless Taoist finally saw Mo Chuan again.

However, compared to Mo Chuan; The scenery around Mo Chuan is even more eye-catching.

Just a glimpse of the masterless Taoist was in a trance.

I saw the world, the glazed building, brightly lit, exquisitely clear everywhere, as bright as a sea of stars.

On the galloping road, the light is shining, like the stars in the sky, walking on the earth.

The end is:

The golden light is rolling red, and the rui qi is spraying purple mist;

The bright glow reflects the sky, and the blue fog covers the mouth.

'The palace is a platform, the music is a magic tool, the building is built with a festival, the scenery is full of smoke, and the scenery is bright and the morning is beautiful...... This is the Heavenly Palace? ’

The hearts of the masterless Daoists shook their hearts, and as soon as they gritted their teeth, Yuan Qi sprayed thinly, urging the courage of the gods.

【Brave God: Dragon Yao Weiming】

Suddenly, the beetle snake wrapped around the body, roared, opened its teeth and danced its claws, and rushed towards the incense.

However, the strange fantasy Tan has fascinated the masterless Taoist for too much time, and even the flick of his fingers and delay are enough to make Mo Chuan blow away the incense.

The beetle snake had just rushed halfway through, and the incense passage that had built a bridge between the two worlds had suddenly vanished.

"Roar—"

"No!"

The beetle snake and the ownerless Taoist roared in unison, their eyes splitting with rage.

What is more desperate than despair is to give hope to the impossible.

……

At the same time, Mo Chuan, who was blowing incense, suddenly sank his old face.

He got up and sat up, his expression was in a period of uncertainty, and he suddenly refined his divine qi, escaped into the void, rolled up his body, and rushed towards the suburbs.

He rarely used the Tao in reality.

Because he is not sure, is there a superior person in this world?

Therefore, in order to keep this "safe house", it is better to live quietly for the sake of safety.

But now he can't do it.

He had to deal with the Orphanless as soon as possible.

Otherwise, every incense in the future will make him fearful.

Refining the gods into the void, a snap of a thousand miles.

Not long after, in the pitch-black wilderness of Xingnan City, a cyan figure suddenly appeared.

After he landed, he immediately sat cross-legged, put the Sanjing Sword across his lap, and waited for the ownerless Taoist.

——The ownerless Taoist saw the bright lights on Mo Chuan's side; Mo Chuan also saw that the world around the masterless Taoist was as empty as space.

Therefore, he was sure that the Ownerless Daoist would inevitably incense again.

Really!

Not long after, a wisp of green smoke appeared from nothingness, and Mo Chuan hesitated slightly, but immediately responded.

"The art of the earth evil, please ask the Taoist friends to be gracious!"

No one was seen, and an urgent cry had arrived.

Goodbye to the masterless Taoist, he didn't rush to rush over, but gritted his teeth and chanted the technique of [Earth Shatter Bigu].

Mo Chuan's heart moved, and he quietly waited for him to finish.

When the technique of Bigu was in hand, the rolling incense surged out of his body, and he followed the incense channel, enveloping the masterless Taoist and leading him in.

This time, the ownerless Taoist did not resist and let the incense come to him.

In the next second, a purple light appeared in front of Mo Chuan.

"It is better to settle the grievances than to settle them, and the poor people are willing to bear the guilt of the guilt, and only ask for ......"

As soon as the Ownerless Daoist Fang appeared, he immediately surrendered his hand and pleaded guilty.

However, before the words were finished, they came to an abrupt end.

I saw that the face of the ownerless Taoist changed greatly, and in this flick of his fingers, the heaven and the earth seemed to be the will of the Great Dao, glaring angrily, sending six people and eight evils, surrounding the body, calling for evil spirits and killing qualities, peeling skin and bones!

He couldn't move.

Eight hundred years of penance is like a hundred rivers bursting their embankments, pouring thousands of miles.

It's terrifying!

"W-Why is that?"

The Lordless Dao people were terrified, and hurriedly stopped their spleens and spirits, and strengthened their divine bodies to resist the killing of heaven and earth!

"Fellow Daoists still can't see it? Heaven and earth are rejecting you! ”

Mo Chuan was on guard, but he didn't stay away.

- He was worried that after the Ownerless Dao people went crazy, they would go on a rampage and rush into the populated land.

"Heaven and earth reject? Could it be ...... Could it be that this is really the Nine Heavens? ”

The ownerless Taoist opened his eyes and looked at it, faintly seeing the bright lights in the sky.

Looking at the sky, you can even see flickering things, walking leisurely.

Mo Chuan didn't say anything, but he became more and more vigilant!

However, in just a few words, the eight hundred years of cultivation of the Ownerless Daoist had already fallen to the top five, and the speed was far faster than that of the original ghost boy Wangsheng.

This scene made Mo Chuan a little enlightened.

You especially remember that when Wei came over, he was only rejected by heaven and earth.

The headless ghost and Wangsheng were cut off.

Looking at the ownerless Daoist again, it is obvious that the higher the Dao, the easier it is to stir up the laws of heaven and earth!

"Save me, poor Dao is willing to be an immortal boy!"

The moment he guessed the Nine Heavens, the Ownerless Daoist could no longer resist the strangulation of heaven and earth, and with a pop, he knelt on the ground, praying for his life.

At this moment, what immortal wind bones, what purple robe immortals, what interior scene is high......

Under the horror of life and death, they were reduced to mortal bones.

Mo Chuan's face was expressionless, and he quietly took a step back.

"Help me! Save...... I...... Save me! ”

The voice of the master Dao was hoarse, and his pupils suddenly dilated, and he saw the Sanjing Sword in Mo Chuan's hand rising brightly, turning into a panicked sword, and directly taking the head of Xiang Shang.

"Poof!"

The sword light swept across his neck, cutting a line of blood.

The Ownerless Daoist suddenly quieted down, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "Why, why...... Immortals are not as good as people? ”

Boom!

The huge head rolled off, and the headless body fell straight to the ground.

The next moment, a wisp of remnant soul struggled out, and before it could flee in terror, its soul body suddenly shattered, like a cicada molting from a spring, and came out of the body of a deaf immortal.

As soon as Mo Chuan raised his hand, the ghost curse suddenly fell on his fingertips, turning into a stream of light and falling on the body of the ownerless deaf immortal.

"I have a method of cultivating the gods, and I can teach ...... No—"

The ownerless Taoist who became a deaf immortal tried to struggle for that glimmer of life, but the cause and effect were determined, and Mo Chuan, who knew that the deaf immortal was special, couldn't listen to his words at all.

With a snap of his fingers, he completely killed the Immortal Ownerless Daoist, leaving no chance to take advantage of it.

(End of chapter)