In the sky above Songjing City, Sima Yuan sat cross-legged.

The two figures on his side were suspended, which were the true body of the spirit infant and the sword spirit of the Divine Sword.

With the revival of Sima Yuan, the power of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits is undoubtedly attributed to the deity.

With a little effort, Sima Yuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the true body of the spirit infant and the Divine Sword.

The real body suddenly turned, and it was immediately merged into Sima Yuan's deity, and the appearance of the Divine Sword Spirit became more and more similar to Sima Yuan, as if it was his second doppelganger.

With the infusion of the two breaths, the mana on Sima Yuan's body suddenly filled, almost at the peak of Yuan Ying.

Sima Yuan looked inward, and saw that after the spirit baby's true body merged, in the dantian spirit palace in his body, a villain was entrenched, holding a danzhu in his hand, and sat down.

After he silently felt it, he digested the memories of the real baby.

Since he was born in the Three Realms of Tianshu, such as meeting Yang Xi, fighting against the three primordial infants of the Demon Dao, attacking Shangluo, etc., and killing the existence of the Demon Shadow before, many pictures have come one after another, continuously.

After a while, he took out three lenses, their shapes and sizes were almost the same, and at this moment, the three converged and each exuded a faint mysterious spirit.

This spiritual machine is very different from the aura of heaven and earth, and it is more and more refined, profound, and subtle.

Even in this spiritual power, there seems to be some kind of magical power.

After Sima Yuan silently comprehended, there seemed to be a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Before the Tianshu lens collapsed, it was a heavenly treasure, and its power, spiritual materials, and even mana were all different.

Now, even if it collapses, it is not surprising that there is still some magical power left.

Sima Yuan's gaze fell, and he examined the lens in his hand.

I saw that it was as big as applause, shaped like glass, except for the dim and dull around the edge, the middle mirror was smooth and translucent, shining.

At the same time, from the mirror surface, there are also wisps of aura like a gossamer, curling up, and the mist is not stopped.

Sima Yuan inhaled lightly, and the spirit entered his body, and his whole body was shocked, as if he had devoured something that had made up for it.

After silently feeling it, I keenly sensed in my heart that a power that had never been there was accumulating in the dantian.

He looked inward, lowered his eyes, and probed the power inside and out.

After a while, Sima Yuan's heart moved, his breath suddenly contracted, and the power slowly merged into the Danzhu after a moment of silence.

He knew in his heart that the reason why his mana had been able to skyrocket before was because of this power, and its essence was very similar to that of Danzhu.

Sima Yuan's heart suddenly moved, and he still remembered that the kind of power that the evil god had exerted on him was like this.

He muttered to himself, "Could it be that this is the unique mana of the Spirit God Heavenly Realm?"

As soon as these words came out, that power was like calling the original, and it immediately shook slightly, and a burst of spiritual mist slowly dispersed, filling the entire dantian.

At this moment, Sima Yuan suddenly felt the three souls swaying gently, and the seven spirits trembled together, and the two seemed to have the potential to merge.

However, Sima Yuan did not let him fuse, but only tasted it.

He muttered to himself, "The time has not come."

Now, although his cultivation has reached the peak of the Yuan Infant, because the climbing realm is too fast, many foundations have not yet been imprisoned, and it is not the time to ascend to the half-step heavenly realm for the time being.

Sima Yuan secretly thought that among the three realms of the Yuan Infant Realm, only in the early stage of the 'Infant Cultivation Realm' had an extremely solid foundation, and then the 'Infant Refining Realm' and the 'Out of Body Realm' almost all jumped over, without too much tempering.

He pondered silently, although since he stepped into the Yuanying True Realm, he had fought with many existences of the same level a lot, and even won more and lost less, but this was not a good thing, and it would only continue to strengthen his arrogance.

Thinking of this, Sima Yuan's eyes suddenly fell, and his hands were spread out.

Since the killing of the first monk, these seemingly white and flawless hands have been stained with the blood of many people.

And his heart is getting better and better every time

became ruthless, and when he fought with others, he was either killed or injured, destroying the sect and destroying the sect at every turn, and slaughtering countless people.

It is said that the mind of a cultivator will only become more and more ruthless with the passage of time, and he will not hesitate to exterminate human nature for the dream of the unattainable Great Dao, and even slaughter his relatives and friends to fulfill his 'Supreme Heavenly Dao'.

Sima Yuan asked himself if he could do such a humane thing, but it was undeniable that his words and deeds today would inevitably be accompanied by countless killings and corpses, and behind every thought was the death of hundreds of monks.

Sima Yuan's eyes were in a trance, when did this cold-blooded and ruthless method and heart begin?

He asked himself, and after recalling it for a long time, he muttered to himself: "Maybe since the senior brother, I am not the original Sima Yuan." ”

and the fall of his later senior sister Chen Qingwan, the selfish, indifferent, ruthless and even murderous thoughts in his heart became more and more intense, and he had already eroded him to the point that he no longer had good thoughts.

The terrible thing about a man is not that he is resentful, that his pain is vicious, but that he has no more concerns.

The dying can close their eyes without care, and the surviving people have no worries, and no one knows what crazy actions they will do next.

Now Sima Yuan has no worries or scruples after losing his relatives and friends.

In order to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means: the real god blocks and kills the god, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha!

Sima Yuan's eyes were complicated, and he sighed lightly, since he was a cultivator, he naturally knew that this kind of ruthless and indifferent cultivation was naturally the most in line with cultivating the 'Ruthless Dao'.

Human desire to be extinct and the seven emotions are broken, which is really the best way to realize the 'too high and ruthless'.

But he didn't like it.

At the beginning, he longed to be protected by his senior brother, eager to be admired by his senior sister Chen Qingwan, eager to be happy under his wife's knees, and even more eager to have no estrangement and calculation with his master Lu Hongli.

However, these thirty years of experience turned him against his original aspirations.

High in the sky, Sima Yuan was silent, as quiet as a sculpture.

I don't know how long it has been, a breath slowly approached, and Sima Yuan came back to his senses.

He glanced at the visitor and nodded slightly.

That person was the thoughtless monk sitting in the imperial city.

When the monk Wusi approached, Sima Yuan's face became flat and looked at him.

He bowed thoughtlessly and said to Sima Yuanyan: "Sima Daoyou, half a day ago, the armies led by Xu Yanbo, the lord of Northern Liao City, and Wang Jun, the lord of Yongyan City, have already invaded the Liuli Kingdom, and now they are close to its capital Jinli City, but so far no Tianshu lenses have been found. ”

Sima Yuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the thoughtless monk, neither salty nor light.

The thoughtless monk trembled, and said with a wry smile: "It's not that we haven't searched for it with all our hearts, but it is that Liuli Country and Qingsong are extraordinary, and they can't be treated ordinarily." ”

Sima Yuan frowned and said, "What's so unusual?"

The thoughtless monk sighed and said, "Fellow Daoists will know when they go and take a look."

Sima Yuan stood lightly, and immediately the wind blew violently, his breath was agitating, and a burst of mana roared away.

When all the dust settled, Sima Yuan's figure had disappeared.

The thoughtless figure followed, also disappearing.

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The Black Cloud Country, far to the southeast of Qingsong, and the Northeast Liuli Country are three-legged, forming a corner to occupy the entire Tianshu Realm.

The national strength of the three countries is similar, since the great change one hundred and thirty years ago, they have changed the state of chaos and conquest in the past, and the three families have died down, stuck to their respective territories, and rarely interacted.

However, now, with the continuous great changes in the Qingsong Kingdom, the Liuli Kingdom has almost revealed its eyesight.

At the time of the Qingsong Civil War, it was not surprising that he brazenly sent troops and took Nanling City, the main city in the southeast, as his own.

At that time, when the cavalry of Yang Xi, the new lord of Qingsong, attacked Shangluo, the Yin City Lord Zhu Can, who was far away from his lair and was also on the verge of Shangluo, intended

competed with Yang Xi, but was directly expelled by Yang Xi.

Since the death of the previous city lord Wei Yuan in Nanling City, the forces in the city have been mixed and chaotic, and the state of preparedness is like a sieve.

In this way, Nanling City was penetrated by the Black Cloud Country, and when the army of the Black Cloud Country arrived at Nanling City, it was broken by it in just a few hours.

Later, the army led by the general Wang Li of the Black Cloud Kingdom went straight to the southwest of Qingsong and reached Dongjing City.

Thousands of feet in the sky, two air engines roared by, and the layers of waves swept in all directions.

Sima Yuan was in front, and the thoughtless monk took a step back and stepped into the air.

The two mighty qi machines spread out undisguisedly, alarming the entire Tianshu Three Kingdoms.

High in the sky, Sima Yuan and Wusi walked side by side.

He looked down and said in a deep voice, "Who is blocking it?"

Wusi's face was solemn, and he spit out a few words, "Sacrifice to the Holy Top."

The sacrificial saint top is one of the overlords of the five mountains of Nanmang.

That half-step spirit god demon monkey is the ancestor of this clan!

Sima Yuan's pupils shrank, and he said in a deep voice: "How high is the cultivation of the person who came?"

Wusi exhaled lightly and said slowly: "There is only a thin line between it and half-step existence."

Sima Yuan's heart was shocked, and his eyes flickered.

After some understanding, I learned that the demon clan that sacrificed to the Holy Dome was already sitting in Nanling City.

Sima Yuan said in a deep voice: "In this way, behind the Black Cloud Country is the support of the Nanmang Demon Clan. ”

Breathing kung fu, Nanling City is already in sight.

And when Sima Yuanqi fell, in a slightly rough and reckless Xiongcheng below, a tall figure slowly raised his head.

In an instant, a huge qi machine rose from the ground and confronted Sima Yuan in the air.

Then, under the inhalation and inhalation of the thoughtless monk, Sima Yuan snorted coldly in his mouth, and his figure suddenly jumped out, and he stepped forward and reached a thousand feet away.

The Nanling City below responded almost at the same time, and the tall figure rose into the sky.

Instantly, two deafening collisions erupted in the air.

The figure of the thoughtless monk, who was a step behind, fell, and was about to investigate when a muffled snort suddenly sounded in the sky.

He was taken aback, hearing that this sound seemed to be made by Sima Yuan.

Could it be that this fight is about to end before it has even begun?

At this moment, a sword light from high in the sky penetrated in all directions, directly illuminating the entire sky.

Then a roar sounded in the sky, and the demon clan master seemed to be injured on the spot.

At the same time, high in the sky, thousands of swords lingered on Sima Yuan's side, just as the thoughtless monk expected, this battle had already ended before it had even begun.

It's not that the two of them have tasted the difference, but because the difference in strength between the two is too great.

It was not that Sima Yuan was defeated, but that the big demon on the opposite side deliberately avoided it.

When Sima Yuan was wondering, an alarm suddenly rose in his heart.

He suddenly woke up, and just as he was about to turn around, the demon monkey in front of him suddenly changed his body and directly transformed into his original appearance.

The tall figure is like a mountain, and it has the potential to stand up to the sky.

But he saw him roaring in the sky, beating his chest with his fists and roaring, with an irresistible might, he stepped towards Sima Yuan.

Majestic mountains and rivers, megatrons.

Sima Yuan suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and the majesty suddenly fell, like the momentum of thousands of troops and horses.

The demon monkey in the late Yuan infant ahead blocked the road, and it was close at hand.

The one in the back made him feel like a man's back, and the danger was coming.

After Sima Yuan exhaled lightly, he gently patted his chest, and a figure jumped out from his chest and abdomen.

His figure is the same as Sima Yuan's, and his cultivation is even more comparable, especially the green and red sword qi in his hand is like substance, shining brightly.

It is the spirit infant clone Sima Er.