Chapter 132: Restraining the Soul? Wu Changqing's terrifying ability

Xuanyuan Jingcheng had already decided to exchange his life for a life.

As long as Xuanyuan Dapan disappears into this world.

That's what he earned.

It both cleared the way for his daughter and paved the way for the future for the other party.

is also regarded as a father, and in the past ten years, the only time he has been able to pay for his daughter to the fullest.

Come to think of it.

The blood of the seven orifices had turned from red to black, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who had a sad face, slowly turned his head to look at the woman beside Wu Changqing.

The woman was dressed in purple, in his eyes.

It is the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng who saw this scene.

Completely broke down and cried, and his ass collapsed to the ground.

Her confused eyes looked at her father, who had a resolute face, and she wanted to reach out and touch the other.

But the hand that can be slowly stretched out is as if it has encountered an invisible barrier.

I can't wear it all the time, and I can't touch each other.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng finally looked at the young man in white, smiled at Wu Changqing and nodded.

Wu Changqing shook his head lightly in response.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng was indeed unmoved.

The next moment.

The momentum around him was like the fuse, and it shook suddenly, and it skyrocketed again.

This time it was lifted.

finally made Xuanyuan Dapan's face change.

"Crazy! You lunatic! ”

"Dare to forcibly squeeze into the realm of land immortals, even if you are lucky enough to kill me."

"You think you're going to get better?!"

Xuanyuan Dapan was burned by Xuanyuan Jingcheng's jade, and he was angry and scolded.

He has lived for more than 100 years, and the lightest thing he sees is feelings.

The most important thing is your own cultivation and life.

How can he compare his longevity with Tianqi.

Ascend to the sky and become an immortal.

At this moment, he went crazy and hit Xuanyuan Jingcheng's chest with his feet.

But Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who has completely crossed that threshold and is not in the same realm as Xuanyuan Dachang.

It's like an unshakable mountain.

No matter how Xuanyuan is chiseled, it is just a useless struggle to the death.

Bang!

Nine days of thunder and sensation.

completely shattered Xuanyuan Dapan's fluke's heart.

He looked viciously at the calm-faced great-grandson in front of him.

He turned his head to look at Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was sitting on the ground in the distance, and the young man in white beside him.

"Wudang Wu Changqing?"

When he was dying, Xuanyuan Dapan's mood was peaceful.

He still has the heart to care about the identity of the young man in white.

"Heard of me?"

Wu Changqing responded with a smile.

"Outside Tai'an City, with the strength of one person, he fought Liu Hao Shi and Han Shengxuan, and finally found the heavenly thunder."

"Your Wu Changqing's name, no one knows."

"It's just that you are not born, if you are born, there will be a place for you on the martial arts list in this world."

Xuanyuan Dapan was inexplicably polite.

"It turns out that Xuanyuan's predecessors think so highly of me Wu."

"This is really Wu's luck."

"I just hope that Xuanyuan's predecessors will not do this beast in their next life."

"This is your retribution."

Wu Changqing smiled and pointed to the thunder tribulation in the sky that was already poised to be launched.

As long as this thunderstorm falls.

It was at that time that Xuanyuan Jingcheng let go of Xuanyuan's big plate, and this sinful old guy would also be wiped out by thunder.

There is no escape.

"Isn't it too early for you to be happy?"

"I have lived for more than 100 years."

"Do you think the old man's martial arts attainments can't even resist the thunder?!"

At the end, Xuanyuan took the initiative to have a showdown.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who was already on the line, subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

He only had time to look back at Wu Changqing.

I hope that after Wu Changqing dies, if this old guy doesn't die.

Be sure to protect his daughter.

Who would have thought.

Wu Changqing clasped his hands and ignored his gaze.

looked at Xuanyuan's plate in surprise.

When Xuanyuan Jingcheng turned back again.

The Heavenly Thunder condensed by his exhaustion of his life's cultivation was finally the limit he had reached.

Click!

The thunder that was as thick as a mountain peak smashed down the world.

Heaven and earth were overshadowed.

At the end, Xuanyuan Jingcheng saw Xuanyuan Dapan, who was in a certain death situation, looking at him and grinning strangely.

Thunder rolled down.

Washing away the filth of the world, all things have nothing to hide in front of it, and it will eventually disappear.

Heaven and earth return to their splendid beauty.

On the snow lawn, there is a huge pit about three feet deep.

In the pit.

No one survived.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was completely dumbfounded.

She turned her head to look at Wu Changqing in confusion.

Then he was shocked to see that a Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who seemed to be in a similar state to Wu Changqing, appeared behind him.

There are bursts of white light all over the body.

It should be the soul state that Wu Changqing said......

"To be born as a man, to die is to die."

"Immortal Elders don't have to be like this."

"But I still have to thank the immortal chief, so that I can see Qingfeng for the last time."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, whose body had been annihilated in the heavenly thunder, smiled helplessly.

He can now exist in the state of a soul.

It has violated the way of heaven.

He also sensed that Wu Changqing was in the same state as him at the moment, and it should be the same situation of losing his physical body.

Wu Changqing has vast supernatural powers and can ignore the way of heaven.

But he, an ordinary person, especially a member of the Three Sects, is the most jealous of the restoration of the Heavenly Dao.

Going against the will of Heaven.

He still hoped that after he had said his daughter's last greetings, he would be reincarnated.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng just wanted to cherish this time and explain more to his daughter about the aftermath.

"Don't think about it."

"Chosen by my big dream Spring and Autumn, you will be my person in this life."

"Only if I ascend to the upper realm, will you have the opportunity to choose to reincarnate or directly dissipate the world."

Wu Changqing's words interrupted Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

What do you mean by that? Could it be that the Immortal Chief still has an evil method to bind the soul?! ”

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's whole body trembled, and he looked at Wu Changqing in disbelief.

"Tsk, you're a reader, you can't speak."

"What is the evil method, this is the supreme supernatural power comparable to the way of heaven."

"I'll tell you something later."

"Your ancestor is still hiding in a deep pit, don't you plan to completely deal with him?"

Wu Changqing reminded loudly.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng noticed that in that huge pit.

There was no one there.

But there were daggers the size of palms scattered around.

"Stealing the day?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng felt as if he had seen this similar method in some text.

Some are not convinced.

"It's a bit like the method of the willow artemisia master who dodged a thunderbolt with a knife."

Wu Changqing raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little wonderful.

He still remembered that he was outside Taean City.

The scene of the Zhao family's watchdog Liu Haoshi, under his Vientiane thunder tribulation, used a knife instead of him to bear the thunder, and escaped from his thunder prison all the way safely.

Wu Changqing walked to the front of the deep pit.

Reach out and grab it.

The very bottom of the pit.

A half-blackened, dying figure was pulled out of the soil by him.

This person is not Xuanyuan Dapan, who can he be.

It's just that Xuanyuan Jingcheng's thunder tribulation is a decisive method of exchanging lives for lives, and the power is greater than Wu Changqing's random Chixiao Heavenly Thunder.

It is also the means of this Xuanyuan big plate golden cicada to get out of its shell, and it is not as clever as the willow artemisia master.

This ended up half-dead.

But it survived, and it can be regarded as a breathtaking move on top of the history of the rivers and lakes.

"You...... Exactly a monster. ”

Xuanyuan, who had seen through the last resort, was like ashes, looking at the unfathomable youth in front of him.

He asked the final question.