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This last wish is to keep innocent lives alive and, if possible, to let their juniors and disciples live well.

When he uses his mind, he wants to mobilize the true essence to burst out from the divine acupoint.

When he is born, his innate gods will be cut off here, and when he dies, his innate gods will be connected with heaven and earth, and he will become one with heaven and earth.

Shenque Cave.

This is the life and death of Taoism.

Heaven and earth are one with me, and all things are born with me.

His divine acupoint opened slowly, and he was about to bring out his true essence to the fullest.

At this moment, a voice he heard scolded in his ear: "You old immortal, you are really not as good as a generation." ”

The goatee was shocked, and at this moment, he only felt that an unruly force came from outside the mound of earth outside his body, zigzagically hitting his lower abdomen repeatedly, and easily knocked the true yuan that he was about to burst back to the dantian, and at the same time, his divine acupoint also closed with the momentum.

However, what the goatee did not expect was the unruly force that reversed the impact, and the sound of the canopy was like a burst, and all the mounds of earth that surrounded him were swept away, and even more amazingly, the force continued to rise, and rushed straight to the perimeter of the shortbeard, and the fluffy two sounds, and then urged a trench in front of the shortbeard, and finally the force rushed obliquely to the northwest corner, and the steep pit wall was washed into a slope, and then, an invisible qi rose into the sky and disappeared.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

The goatee was excited and surprised, staggered out of the mound of dirt and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother, you ...... Do you see it?"

The short beard couldn't imagine the majesty of his senior brother's true yuan, and rolled into the pile of soil with joy and sorrow, fell down excitedly, raised his upper body and said, "Senior brother, I saw it, I saw it." ”

"It's not...... No...... "The goatee looked around in a hurry, and the night was dark, where could he see anything.

The short beard got up, and when he went over, he was about to pull his goatee, and said, "I see it, I see it." ”

He thought that after his senior brother lost his true yuan, his life would be in an instant, and his heart was painful and sad.

"No, no, you didn't see it, not even me. Goatee looked around uneasily, panting.

The short beard didn't know how to answer, and he opened his mouth to stammer, the senior brother must have lost his true essence after the god was lost, so he would lose his soul like this.

"You are an old immortal, you are really not as good as a generation. ”

The goatee echoed in his ears for a long time.

Who is it? Who is it?

Is it a man, a god, a demon?

This strength is really good, from small to large, first with slow force to force back the true element in his body, and then with medium force to bind himself and his junior brother outside the mound, and finally flattened the pit wall, rushing to the sky.

This power is endless, and it moves according to people's wishes, and it really reaches the realm of heaven and man.

There is a degree of closure, and every attack is just right.

And it comes and goes without a trace, like a ghost, it is better than a ghost!

Who is it? Who is it?

The goatee looked irritably at the sky, and there was not even a trace of green smoke in the sky.

The short beard trembled and stumbled over, and was about to help the senior brother.

Goatee rebuked irritably, "What do you help me do, quick...... Go pick up the sword. ”

Seeing that the senior brother's middle qi was stronger than before the loss of Zhenyuan, the short beard didn't know why, he glanced at him, and crawled over to pick up the sword tremblingly.

The goatee's face was full of anxiety.

From the bottom of my heart, I said over and over again:

Who is it? Since he wants to save me, why don't he save people and save them to the end, and clean up the monster charm, with the strength of Fang Cai, there are a hundred charms, which is more than enough, why does he want to leave this sequelae, and use the strength of my generation to deal with the charm, the best chance of victory can only be to die together, or even in vain, so what does he mean by saving me like this?

Since he wants to harm me, why did he prevent me from mobilizing my true yuan to deal with Mei, I will die if I activate Zhenyuan, and even then, I have no bottom in my heart to deal with Mei, and victory or defeat is unpredictable.

Why did he do it? Why did he do it?

The immortal does not give me a good time, but makes me die without turning a blind eye and ending up with hatred.

Why?

"You are an old immortal, you are really not as good as a generation. ”

What does that mean? It seems to hate me, I don't die old, I grit my teeth when I hate, and it seems to despise me, and one generation is not as good as the next.

What does that mean?

My enemy? I am confident that I have never made a enmity with anyone in my life

The goatee was speculating wildly in his head, and for a moment, he felt groggy in his head, as if he was drunk.

Who is that person, and what is the purpose of doing so?

Friend or foe?

But now, it's too late.

In any case, what needs to be done now must be done without hesitation.

The drastic change that took place in the pit infected Zhao Zheng and the little demons, as well as the charm.

But they really didn't have the extra heart to wonder about the reason for this drastic change, they didn't even move their eyelids, and all their nerves were highly focused on Mei's every move.

Zhao Zheng felt that his heartbeat had exceeded the load on his chest.

Bang - bang - bang -

Huge and powerful, he felt a little overwhelmed, he subconsciously covered his chest, but he felt as if the voice was coming from the outside world, with his own heartbeat.

He stared around, and there were only thirteen little demons left, all huddled around him, and fear overwhelmed them.

The little demons scattered around him, trembling together, black and pressed like a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

Their kind turned into someone else's real thing in an instant before their eyes, and their only reaction was fear, endless trembling.

A deep, never-ending fear.

Not a single demon showed anger, not one.

Zhao Zheng suddenly felt very sad, his eyes were moist, and he felt like crying.

They are still very different from humans, although there are their own kind among humans.

Every creature feels for its kind!

At this time, their only way to pay tribute may only be numbness.

No one would suddenly stand up, be indignant, and challenge fear.

Fear is useless, why be afraid?

Rush into fear, and you will have nothing to fear!

If it is useless to be afraid, why should you be afraid?