"Fat Rong'er, I plan to retreat and fight against the sky, I feel that I have been able to step into the Dao Body Realm" Li Ruoyu looked at Wang Bo seriously and said.

"I've also touched the barrier of the late stage of the Dao Body Realm," Wang Bo replied.

At the same time, in a cave northeast of the Valley of the Fallen Demons, several corpses were scattered in the cave, looking at their clothes. There are people from the Meng family, people from the royal family of Chu State, and people from the Four Great Dream Sects of Zhao State, and people from Wushengmen, and at this time, Ling Wuchang, Feng Ruoxian, Mangu, Ji Heng, and Mei Yingxue and others took the people of Heng Jiuzong to explore the cave. As we continued to move forward, more corpses were found along the way, including monks from Putuo Temple and enchanting women from Tianyimen, but now they are all lying in wait here. The people of the royal family of the Yan Kingdom died tragically here, the corpses of the disciples of the Taiyi Sect were located on the ground, the disciples of the Sword Sect were lying here silently with broken swords, and the corpses were incomplete, and there were many of them. It's intimidating.

Continuing to walk towards the bottom of the cave, you can see that there are the bones of the people who used to enter the Valley of the Fallen Demons, and the clothes have rotted and are covered by the white dry bones. All of them were broken at the neck, and they died for a single blow. As Ling Wuchang and the others continued to go deeper into the cave. In front of him, there was something in the shape of a round platform, and the edge of the round platform was carved with some quaint lines, and some places seemed to be damaged, and a corner was missing in the corner of the round platform.

Teleportation Array

It's an ancient teleportation array. There was a lot of ash around the teleportation array, and the ash was mixed with broken bones, a thick layer. There was an air of dead silence. Ling Wuchang and the others shuddered as they looked at the ashes around the teleportation array. With such a thick layer of ashes, I don't know how many people will have to die and how long it will take to create the current scene.

On the teleportation array, there was a person sitting cross-legged at this time, with the appearance of a young man, dressed in white, with a few purple patterns, which looked out of place here, with an ordinary face, looking ordinary and ordinary, with white hair and a shawl. The young man's white hair shows a little sadness. His eyes were closed, and he didn't know if he had found Ling Wuchang and the others.

"It seems that I have seen this face somewhere," Ling Wuchang looked at the ordinary face of the white-haired young man.

"Another batch of blood food" The white-haired young man opened his eyes, with loneliness, grief and determination.

"It's not good, let's go," Ji Heng said.

I saw a "broken sword" slowly flying out from behind the white-haired young man, only two feet and one inch.

"It's the ancient murderer Futu, and he's still alive. Hurry up," Ling Wuchang looked at the source of his body's inheritance.

Today's scene brought Ling Wuchang's worldview close to collapse. Futu, originated from ancient times, is too long from the present years. It still exists. This makes people think carefully about whether they are immortals, or just similar people, or their descendants.

Futu, a broken sword, eight or nine points of belief is the description of the ancients. The world doesn't know its name, just because he slaughtered all the Tianjiao who was in the same life as him in ancient times, and the immortal blood body was cut off by him with a broken sword, and the Enma body was destroyed by his broken sword. Therefore, it was dubbed the floating slaughter.

A broken sword, ordinary, just attacked everyone at extreme speed. The sword passed without a trace, and every time it penetrated someone, a person from the Hengjiu Sect would inevitably fall into the cold cave. Ji Heng, a man in his twenties with heroic spirit and calmness, was slashed by a sword and his body was cut in half.

"Senior brother" Mei Yingxue's cheeks were wet with falling tears. Resolutely stopped running. Rushing towards the broken sword.

The sword passed, and the blood spattered in the sky.

"Senior brother, Xue'er is here to accompany you, you won't be lonely on the road" Mei Yingxue's hand touched Ji Heng's cold face. With a slight smile on his face, the tears in his eyes came to an abrupt end.

Soon, there were corpses in the cave, and only Ling Wuchang, Feng Ruoxian, and Barbarian Gu fled frantically towards the outside of the cave.

The broken sword quickly flew behind Ling Wuchang, and Ling Wuchang also broke the sword behind him and struck towards the broken sword.

"Hmm, let you go" The white-haired young man on the teleportation array looked at Ling Wuchang's broken sword, as if he was stuck in a memory. Its broken sword also stopped the pursuit.

After Ling Wuchang, Feng Ruoxian, and Mangu escaped from the cave. In the cave, the blood of the people of the Heng Jiu Sect converged towards the white-haired youth. After absorbing the blood, the white-haired young man's face seemed to flash a hint of ruddy, but it quickly disappeared.

"It's not bad, it can't be broken, this bull-nosed old seal is really commendable," the white-haired young man muttered to himself. Like the murmur of the wind, it was fleeting.

Dao body realm, evolution Dao image, special physique has extraordinary Dao image, while ordinary people cannot evolve Dao image, can only be cultivated as a realm. This is also the reason why the special physique has an advantage in the Dao Body Realm.

Li Ruoyu looked at the method of entering the Dao Body Realm recorded on the Heavenly Burial Absolute Law in his mind. "Draw a body of cultivation, rush into all parts of the body, and infuse it with ......", this is the essence of the Heavenly Burial Law. Li Ruoyu earnestly understands its essence and observes its essence. Until you get to the bottom of it. Li Ruoyu began to rush the level.

Li Ruoyu began to control his cultivation to rush towards all parts of his body, and with the influx of cultivation. Li Ruoyu felt a wave of desolate energy gushing out of all parts of his body. As the perception of the body deepens. Li Ruoyu felt a picture.

A black tomb with a few grasses,

A black tombstone, engraved with a few words, faintly,

Standing in the middle of a world of black snow.

"Is this the image of the Tao contained in the "remnant body"?"

"Burial, burial, burial"

Li Ruoyu listened to the voice that seemed to come from his ears, and his god came into contact with the special heaven and earth here. "The vicissitudes of time have given birth to this world, and there seems to be a kind of sadness permeating it."

Li Ruoyu couldn't help but shed tears, sad inexplicably.

"Who is buried? Why is the Tao like this?" Li Ruoyu couldn't help but think.

Black tombs, black monuments, and the world where black snow flies. Slowly emerged from Li Ruoyu's body. The black tombstone slowly lifted Li Ruoyu up, making Li Ruoyu sit cross-legged on the tombstone.

At this time, Li Ruoyu felt his own transformation, and seemed to have a terrible intuition.

"Divine Sense"

This is a special ability possessed by the Dao Body Realm. It can perceive danger and perceive things around it more subtly. The physical body has also become stronger. It seems that the wild energy can be used more handily.

But what surprised Li Ruoyu was that his lifespan was only five hundred years, five hundred years less than other Dao realms.

"Is it the reason for the absurdity? Or is this the way of heaven?" Li Ruoyu didn't know.

Standing on the illusory tombstone, with tears in his eyes, Li Ruoyu looked at the sky. Black clouds are thick, and thunder flashes in them. Bursts of power pressed towards Li Ruoyu. The grass on the black grave behind him swayed in the wind, and he was in a world of snow. It seems to be cut off from heaven and earth. Independent of the earthly world. The wind whimpered, as if telling some sad story, and people couldn't help but cry.

"Click"

The thunder slashed towards Li Ruoyu, like a sword piercing into the black snow.

Snow drifts, swords shatter, and catastrophes.

Thunderbolts continued to slash into the black snow. But before Li Ruoyu could get in front of him, he had already dissipated into the black snow.

In the sky, the thunderstorm changed again, and a weapon rack appeared. There are a lot of weapons on it.

Ding, bell, tower, mirror, pen, knife, sword, halberd and other weapons are available. Looking at these weapons, Li Ruoyu had many impressions. For example, the sword seems to be an immortal weapon, and the "Spring and Autumn Sword" is very similar. For example, the tower is like the "Zhenshi Tower" in front of you. All kinds of weapons left the clouds and came towards the black snow suppression.

This is the suppression of the immortal Dao marks that have been born since ancient times, one by one, one by one, blooming with infinite power, and the past Dao marks reflect some of its power. But even so, it was only in the black snow that he was closer to Li Ruoyu.

The "power of time" has corrupted the common people, and the weapons have entered it, like rotten wood, and have become ashes. The black snow, like a drop of the passing years, slowly fell from the sky, like the murmuring of time, never to return.

"Thunder fell from the sky, and now I will also descend to the sky."

Li Ruoyu said and went to the heavenly calamity.

When Li Ruoyu attacked the heavens, Jing Hong and Wang Bo also looked at Li Ruoyu from a distance.

Standing on the tombstone, Li Ruoyu rushed into the clouds. The thunder in the clouds was dense, and it struck towards Li Ruoyu madly. Li Ruoyu kept retreating towards the depths of the clouds. Along the way, the thunderstorms and the attacks of weapons and road marks were all resolved by the black snow. Walking to the depths of the clouds, the scene in front of him made Li Ruoyu extremely shocked. The depths of the clouds are not other dangerous thunderstorms, artifacts.

Rather, there were nine figures, one standing on a road that spread endlessly, going farther and farther. The nine figures have their backs to all beings. Occasionally turning back, he showed his face, with gloom, loneliness, and some inexplicable emotions. Li Ruoyu didn't know how to describe that expression, with pity, sadness, and pain.

Just as Li Ruoyu wanted to get close to the nine figures, he found that they were illusory, and reached forward to grab them. What I caught was just a dream of empty flowers, floating in the shadows.

At this time, the phantoms around Li Ruoyu began to dissipate, and the clouds began to disperse. It marks that Li Ruoyu has officially entered the realm of the Dao body, and he can practice heavenly skills, secret scriptures and other exercises.

After the catastrophe, Li Ruoyu fled towards Wang Bo and Jing Hong.

"Little radish head, you little fart, you still cry your nose" Jing Hong still didn't miss the opportunity to ridicule Li Ruoyu. A "giggle" laugh came from his mouth.

"Ruoyu, what about your left little finger?" At this time, Wang Bo noticed that Li Ruoyu's little finger was lost in the palm of his hand.

"I was chopped off when I crossed the Heavenly Tribulation," Li Ruoyu said as he looked at Wang Bo.

Li Ruoyu was glad that there was such a catastrophe, otherwise he wouldn't know how to explain it to Wang Bo. When he came back from Dayuan, Li Ruoyu deceived Jing Hong and Wang Bo after some disguise. After experiencing this catastrophe, Li Ruoyu's disguise was naturally broken. Therefore, Li Ruoyu naturally used this as an excuse to deal with Wang Bo.

"Come and show my sister, little radish head," Jing Hong grabbed Li Ruoyu's left hand, and her eyes were red. "I can recover later!"

"Okay, what, I'm distressed, it looks like I'm still handsome!" Li Ruoyu said to Jing Hong with a wicked smile.

"Little radish head, less smelly and beautiful" Jing Hong gave Li Ruoyu a grimace.