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Especially when they learned that these remnants were just a little immortal obsession, almost everyone was shocked and speechless, just like Tong Yu and the people from Feixianmen at the beginning.

The defeat of the Seven Owl Boy and Xian Huangzi made everyone understand the horror of the remnants.

Although there were only more than thirty remnants, there was a mighty and unstoppable momentum at this moment, and all the monks who were in front of them involuntarily got out of the way.

At the moment when everyone was stunned, the remnant thoughts and Tong Yu were already about to leave behind the monks outside the black and white ping.

"Amitabha. ”

At this time, a loud Buddha horn sounded, and a thin old monk stood in front of the remnants.

"It's a master of painstaking work. ”

"The painstaking master of the Seven Buddhas Temple. ”

"Dealing with these residual thoughts is a good trick of Buddhism. ”

The excited voice in the crowd made Tong Yu instantly understand the identity of this old monk.

"Donor Tong, many colleagues in the cultivation world died because of you, and the Ming Shi of this temple was also buried in the Immortal Blood Lake, and the old monk couldn't sit back and watch the donor leave. ”

The painstaking words are slow, but the attitude is clear and resolute.

"Hehe, Master of Painstaking Pain, if you have the ability, then leave me behind. ”

Tong Yu had also heard of the name of painstaking work, he and the bitter moon that Tong Yu had seen were both one of the masters of the Seven Buddha Temples, equivalent to the masters of the Nine Halls of the True Demon Palace, and their status in the cultivation world was still very high.

But at this moment, Tong Yu was not worried, knowing the origin of the Emperor Killer and seeing them powerful, he believed that no one in the entire cultivation world could help them.

Painstakingly also knew that it was useless to talk to Tong Yu more, and he still had to deal with these residual thoughts after all.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since they have passed away, why bother with obsession. ”

Painstakingly clasped his hands together, looked solemn, and said: "Everything is empty, it's better to put it down." ”

As he spoke, the remnants of his thoughts did not stop for a moment, rushing straight towards him, and all that responded to him was murderous and warlike intent.

He didn't say anything more, but began to chant the Buddhist scriptures, and the grand chanting sounded.

What amazed Tong Yu and everyone was that when they were painstakingly chanting, there were actually strange visions.

Ancient golden characters flew out of his mouth, gathered in front of him into a Buddhist scripture, and a big Buddha manifested in the Buddhist scriptures.

The immeasurable Buddha light burst out from the Buddha's body, covering all the remnants of the thoughts with Tong Yu, and Tong Yu instantly had the idea of taking refuge in my Buddha.

After the peaceful Buddha light appeared, the killing intent and battle intent of the remnants seemed to have faded a little.

In the next moment, an even stronger killing intent and a strong battle intent erupted from the remnant thoughts, and all the Buddha's light was cleansed.

Then the infinite killing intent rushed straight to the big Buddha manifested in the Buddhist scriptures, and the big Buddha was robbed and shattered in an instant.

The painstaking expression changed suddenly, and the transformation of the Buddha's light did not play a role at all.

Just as he was hesitating whether to retreat, many remnants of killing thoughts came at him.

In an instant, the monk's robe on his body shattered, and dense wounds appeared on his body, dripping with blood.

There was no direct fight at all, but the killing intent struck, and the bitter heart was hit hard, and he fled from the road of the remnants in embarrassment.

"Huh!"

Tong Yu chuckled, he had expected this.

The painstaking fate made everyone realize the horror of these remnants again.

Xian Huangzi and the others all had gloomy faces, but for a while, no one dared to step forward again.

However, the people of the black and white door still did not give up.

There were more than 20 monks wearing black robes who practiced the power of death, and they joined forces to cast the light of death to scroll towards Remnant Nian and Tong Yu.

"Even this little bit of death power that you have cultivated is also being played in front of me. ”

Tong Yu snorted coldly, and all the light of death that came to him involuntarily converged towards him after being dispersed by the murderous fighting intent of the remnant thoughts.

As soon as they made a move, Tong Yu found that there was a big problem with the cultivation of these people, and the death power they cultivated was very impure, far worse than the real death power in the black and white ping.

"Tong Yu, you should know the significance of what you have on your body to my black and white door. ”

Bai Chen said in a deep voice: "If you are willing to join my Black and White Door, my Black and White Gate will definitely protect you with all my might, how about it?"

"The strength of my black and white door is far beyond your imagination, so you don't need to worry that we can't keep you. ”

Seeing that he couldn't help Tong Yu, the black and white door began to take a step back and seek a compromise.

Tong Yu's heart moved, and he asked, "Life and death, which side do you choose?"

Bai Chen was stunned for a moment, frowned, looked hesitant, and was half silent.

He naturally understood what Tong Yu meant, but he himself didn't know what choice the black and white door would make.

"Huh. ”

Tong Yu sneered: "Since you haven't thought about it yet, let's wait until you make a decision!"

Since he knew the old background of the Black and White Gate, if their founding patriarch chose the death camp and took refuge in the Black and White Gate, wouldn't he be caught in the net?

Besides, he entered the black and white door, life and death are in the hands of the other party, who knows if the other party will turn his face.

This is related to the overall situation in Heibaiping, as well as his own life and death, Tong Yu can't trust Heibaimen.

While Tong Yu was speaking, his body did not stop, and he was carried by the remnant thoughts, and their speed was extremely fast.

Although the remnants seemed to be marching normally, each step they took seemed to penetrate the space, much faster than ordinary flights.

In the blink of an eye, they left behind the many monks in front of the black and white flat and rushed towards the Burial Immortal Valley.

"Is it just watching Tong Yu leave?"

"Then what's the solution? Who can stop these remnant thoughts? Everyone has seen the fate of the painstaking master. ”

"What is the origin of these remnants, and what is their identity?"

"Tong Yu caused such a big mess, killed so many people, and was able to leave with such a swagger, it is really unwilling. ”

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Seeing that Tong Yu was about to leave, a noisy discussion broke out again in front of Hei Baiping.

The impact of the appearance of residual thoughts on everyone is too great.

Seeing that Tong Yu was about to leave, the Yin Yan Immortal Weng on the immortal boat said loudly: "Moyuan Immortal Friend, it seems that I have to trouble you to come forward." ”

Before the words fell, bursts of immortal sounds suddenly sounded in the void, and ink-colored fairy light quietly appeared in the sky.

The whole world seems to have suddenly turned into an ink painting, and everyone has the illusion of being in the painting.

"I haven't walked in the red dust for a long time, and I never thought that there would be such a tossing little guy in the cultivation world. ”

Hearty laughter sounded, and a large area of ink fairy light gathered, and a young scholar with a strong bookish aura turned out in the fairy light.

"Immortals!"

"Mo Yuan Immortal!"

"There are still immortals in the cultivation world!"

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A series of exclamations rang out, and almost everyone present was shocked.

Some of the monks even bowed down, and others bowed.

The various visions when the Moyuan Immortals appeared, only the immortals could have, and there were many strong people present, so they naturally couldn't be mistaken.

The Mo Yuan Immortal slowly fell from the sky, blocking the path of the remnant thoughts.

He looked at the remnants of the thought and said with emotion: "As soon as you think after death, you can know the demeanor of Er and others in life, and I regret that I can't see it." ”

The murderous aura of the remnant thoughts rushed in, and the ink fairy light around the Mo Yuan Immortal was agitated, but he was not damaged at all.

Seeing this, everyone in the cultivation world secretly relieved themselves.

"Flying Immortal Gate Meng Kuangbai, I have seen Moyuan Immortals. ”

Meng Kuangbai bowed first, and then said: "Tong Yu'er provoked in the middle, destroyed the relationship between the immortal and my flying immortal gate, and killed the immortal, the crime deserves death." ”

"I also ask the immortals to take action and take down Tong Yuxiao'er, I am grateful to the Flying Immortal Sect. ”

Mo Yuan Immortal smiled and nodded to Meng Kuangbai, and said, "There is indeed a little misunderstanding between me and your family. ”

Seeing this, Bai Chen of the Black and White Gate also bowed and said: "Tong Yu has my Flying Immortal Gate treasure on his body, and I implore the immortal to return my Black and White Gate after capturing him, and the Black and White Gate is grateful." ”

Mo Yuan Immortal nodded very gracefully and smiled: "This matter is easy to say." ”

Xian Huangzi also took the opportunity to say: "Please also ask the Moyuan Immortal to leave a wisp of Tong Yu's remnant soul, so that I can bring it back to Shangyuan Palace." ”

Others also spoke one after another, either they really had a grudge against Tong Yu, or they just wanted to get close to the Mo Yuan Immortals, and there were even monks who directly invited the Mo Yuan Immortals to the door as guests.

As soon as the Mo Yuan Immortal appeared, almost no one paid attention to Tong Yu anymore, and the matter seemed to have settled.

Han Qianshui jumped up excitedly on the immortal boat and shouted, "Tong Yu, the immortal has come down in person, where are you going to escape, who can protect you?"

At this moment, Tong Yu's expression was a little apprehensive, but there was still irrepressible excitement in his heart.

"What about the immortals!"

Tong Yu faced the Mo Yuan Immortal and yelled: "Look at me killing immortals today!"

Before the words fell, Tong Yu raised his right hand and slapped the Mo Yuan Immortal with a five-thunder palm.

Because not long after he had just rebuilt the Five Thunder Fa, there were not many Five Thunder True Gang in his body, and the Five Thunder Palms were just barely condensed.

Not to mention that it is used to deal with immortals, it is not enough to deal with the little monks who have not forged the Dao Foundation.

In the face of the smile, the Mo Yuan Immortal didn't look at it at all, let alone dodge.

But the next scene surprised everyone.

When the five thunder palms approached, the Mo Yuan Immortal's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he let out a roar of pain.

His body deteriorated rapidly, and he changed from a young scholar to an old man almost instantly, and most of the vitality in his body disappeared in an instant.

What everyone didn't notice was that the drop of ink in Tong Yu's palm turned into an invisible ink line at this moment, connecting to the body of the Mo Yuan Immortal.

The other end of the ink line was connected to a life pattern in Tong Yu's palm.

Through the ink line formed by that drop of ink, the vitality of the Mo Yuan Immortal was forcibly deprived by the life dao pattern.

And at this moment, the five thunder palms hit the body of the Mo Yuan Immortal, and this immortal was beaten by a palm and collapsed.

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded!

Whether it was Han Qianshui, Xian Huangzi, Meng Kuangbai, or Han Muxian's master, Yin Yan Xianweng, they were all dumbfounded!

Only a smile appeared on the corner of Han Muxian's mouth, and only she guessed one or two in advance.

"Unfortunately, this is not his real body. ”

Tong Yu looked at the puddle of ink that Mo Yuan Immortal had turned into after the collapse with regret, and the ink was also mixed with golden-red immortal blood.

However, at this moment, whether it is ink or fairy blood, all of them have lost all their vitality, and they are dry with a dead silence.

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