Zhuang Wudao laughed at himself in his heart, knowing that Yu Xuxuan didn't trust him, and this statement seemed to be more like asking him to explain the future.

But this is also expected, Zhuang Wudao doesn't care much. If it weren't for the fact that he could know himself and his opponent, who would be crazy to think that he Zhuang Wudao would be able to take Zhenyi's life in this ancient battlefield?

Shaking his head slightly, Zhuang Wudao looked behind him: "I don't worry about anything else, but the two senior brothers behind me are quite worrying." If Zhenyi dies, Liaoyuan Temple and Mu Yuanxuan will definitely not give up. They have no choice but to have no way, but they may want to find my two senior brothers to vent their anger. How about asking Senior Brother Yu to take care of one or two for me, and let the two of them return to the south of the Tibetan Xuanjiang River?"

"That's all?"

Yu Xuxuan frowned, he meant something else in his words, what he really wanted Zhuang Wudao to explain was after leaving the earth. However, looking at the person opposite, his eyes were confident and calm, and he didn't have the slightest worry about the future, he knew that no matter what he said at this time, it was probably useless.

His mood was complicated for a while, and he should be extremely annoyed by the evil fate of his beloved daughter. However, he admired Zhuang Wudao's temperament, and Yunqin did not suffer a loss in this double cultivation, but gained great benefits.

If in the future, I don't know if Yunqin will have an encounter like a festival one day, will Zhuang Wudao be like this today?

"Anyway, Extreme Law and Cloud Law, no matter what your success or failure is this time, I can protect the lives of the two of them. ”

Yu Xuxuan shook his head slightly, and his figure had already staggered past Zhuang Wudao: "I wish you Wudao in advance, this time you can succeed in a battle." Emerald Yuan needs to be extremely careful, if there is disharmony, do not fall in love. I'll be outside the Emerald Plains and try my best to pick you up. ”

-- I hope this son will be able to return safely this time.

"Thank you, brother! ”

Pick up something, Zhuang Wudao doesn't need it, this battle, if you don't win, you will die, he didn't leave any way back for himself. However, the gratitude to Yu Xuxuan remains the same.

Faintly hearing Yu Xuxuan's sigh behind him, Zhuang Wudao smiled and set off again. Riding on the waves, it only took a moment to reach the riverbank.

Then the ground in front of Zhuang Wudao seemed to be forcibly torn apart by a pair of invisible giant hands. A crack about ten zhang wide, leading straight to the ground, deep and invisible, appeared in front of his eyes.

didn't look closely, Zhuang Wudao used the magnetic yuan method to escape, and his body slid down in the air. And the earth and stones below are also with his figure, continuing to split, and are lined up on both sides.

In just a moment, Zhuang Wudao had fallen to the ground of 80,000 zhang. When you get here, the space around you is suddenly wider. The body seems to be integrated into a membrane, but it is plausible

Zhuang Wudao immediately knew that he was now in this ancient battlefield.

Surprisingly, this space deep underground is not dim. I saw that here, it was like blood in the remnant sun, and the yellow sand was thousands of miles. There were sounds of killing coming from all directions, and the sound of soldiers could be faintly heard in my ears.

Hallucinations?

Zhuang Wudao's heart only then arose this thought, and he felt that in the Yuan Shen, he suddenly sank. The sudden and incomparably heavy, majestic pressure almost made him freeze.

At this very moment, more than a dozen powerful or magnificent thoughts were shining on him from afar. Observing the induction, he even intended to lock his primordial figure from afar.

Raising his head and looking into the distance, although Zhuang Wudao did not use the Bright Observation Pupil, he was already in the eye. The illusion of the remnant sun and yellow sand in front of him immediately disappeared in front of him, and the surroundings returned to darkness, but it was a void and vast space, and there were white bones everywhere, half-buried in the ground. Some of them have been fossilized, and some of them are just the breeze brought by Zhuang Wudao's clothes, and they have turned into powder and dispersed.

However, what Zhuang Wudao cares more about is the distance. It's a pity that here, there are many obstacles, and even if you re-see the eyes of the world, you can't dialyze. Zhuang Wudao was too lazy to waste his efforts, but the bits on the other side, it was also a fantasy to want to lock his whereabouts.

This is a demonstration -- three 'Ten Thousand Buddhas and Four Elephants Golden Light Treasure Wheel Holy Pagoda', three 'Taihao Feixuan Bright Divine Mountain', one 'Xuantian Divine Sword', and as many as thirty Yuan Shen monks. The coercion is coming.

Zhuang Wudao's eyes condensed slightly, and then he didn't hesitate to dodge and get rid of all these thoughts that ran through the air.

Just when he appeared for the second time, a 'Ten Thousand Souls Extreme Divine Bead' quietly slipped out of his sleeve. Slowly rose into the air and fixed three feet on Zhuang Wudao's side. emitted an infinite amount of cold and cold light, and suddenly illuminated this dark space.

At this moment, it could be seen that within a radius of hundreds of miles, countless souls that were wandering, sleeping, or fighting appeared in front of his eyes. They are all dressed in armor, or armed with large swords, or with bows and crossbows in their hands, or riding on tall horses. At this moment, without exception, Chi Chun looked at him in a daze.

For hundreds of thousands of years, these resentful souls have been trapped in this ancient battlefield, and they cannot be transcended or reincarnated. After the soul is scattered, it is reunited under the effect of resentment. I don't know how many times I have been reincarnated, how many times I have been reborn. In the continuous and endless battles, he has long been numb.

However, at this moment, these Yin Soul bodies, which were attracted by the brilliance of the 'Ten Thousand Souls Extreme Divine Bead' and had all paid attention to them, seemed to have regained a little vitality again.

There are doubts, there are excitement, there are tremors, there are desires, there are greed for the flesh and blood of the living, and there is also fear of submission, and reverence after perceiving the essence of Zhuang Wudao.

Zhuang Wudao also saw it in his eyes, he didn't care at all, and after taking a deep breath, he suddenly stepped out.

The battle in the Emerald Plains, this is the beginning-

"Heaven is shattered, and the law commands all souls!"

It is the method in the "Heavenly Soul Heavenly Demon Sutra", with the light emitted by the 'Ten Thousand Souls Extreme Divine Bead', it is becoming more and more intense, lingering in this space, the battle intent and killing intent that is difficult to go away have all been raised to the extreme in an instant!

Zhuang Wudao's whole person seems to have become the core of this ancient battlefield. Eight hundred miles around, hundreds of souls, in their eyes, quietly appeared a trace of blood.

"The spirit of the gods has a spirit, ascend to my throne!"

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of souls here were all under the pressure of a huge soul power, prostrate one after another, and fell to the ground.

Those third- and fourth-order souls who were strong and not weak in spiritual intelligence nearby were all shocked. Instinctively, he began to try to resist, but when a trace of thought fluctuation from the depths of Zhuang Wudao's soul spread out and spread in all directions.

These resentful spirits who have been angry for hundreds of thousands of years also have a look of pain in their eyes, and they seem to recall something. Gradually, the soul was pious, and a completely different aura emerged from these resentful spirits.

The fierce killing intent on the battlefield, the determination of the battle to the death, the despair before death, the obsession of returning home, and all kinds of emotions are born from the hearts of these resentful spirits and rise up.

But these thoughts did not shake the souls of these souls. On the contrary, it made the killing intent of war more pure, and it was even more condensed, and the divine thought that was hidden in Zhuang Wudao resonated and responded.

"Sword Master, do you want me to help this time?"

Within the sword aperture, Luo Qingyun asked tentatively: "This battle, if it is handed over to Yun'er, it can be solved within a quarter of an hour at most." ”

"If there is discord, I will naturally borrow your strength. It's just now—"

Zhuang Wudao shook his head disappreciatively: "But you don't have confidence in me?"

"How so?"

Luo Qingyun's figure simply manifested on Zhuang Wudao's side, his eyes proudly and regretfully, looking at the direction of the mist on the opposite side.

"In this Emerald Plain, even if the 'Hedao' comes in person, don't think about beating the sword master lightly. I only regret that such a legendary battle cannot be done by myself. ”

In her eyes, Zhuang Wudao at this moment is brewing a legend, even if 100,000 years later, when Zhuang Wudao has one day to prove the peerless immortal king, he can still be proud of today's battle!

Kill the three corpses, defeat yourself, although the enemy is tens of millions, this is a lifelong achievement, a lifetime of wealth.

The meaning of martial arts may be condensed to the extreme in this battle. The momentum of faith in kendo practice will reach its peak.

"Can't you do it yourself? I see, I'm really curious, when you were the first few sword masters, were you the same? ”

As he spoke, Zhuang Wudao couldn't help laughing loudly, and his figure suddenly rose into the air again, rushing thousands of feet.

And at this moment, the essence of hundreds of thousands of resentful spirits here, the little battle intent that has been precipitated for hundreds of thousands of years, and the little killing intent, have all been extracted and condensed by Zhuang Wudaotong's 'Ten Thousand Souls Extreme Divine Bead' and integrated into the divine soul. and his innate battle spirit, the most essential and core part, fused into one.

This soul is unyielding, indomitable in a hundred battles!

How to raise blood and mourn, only kill! How to calm the soul and resentment, only to die! never to die, never to die, to die without resting, to abandon death and life and forget self, only to fight!

-- Death and life are impermanent, life is like a send, dry bones are rotten, and the soul exists in this world, only war!

If this soul is not extinguished, the fighting spirit will last forever!

"-- Eight wildernesses, I am the only one!"

At this moment, behind Zhuang Wudao, there is also a sword shadow, which is converging, resembling a light cloud, but also plausible. With Zhuang Wudao's current eight hundred and sixty-seven Great Compassion Sword Qi as the core, it condensed the battle intent and killing intent of hundreds of thousands of ghosts and spirits to gather into a sword.

As soon as it manifested, it was already attached to the pair of Taixiao Yin and Yang Swords of Zhuang Wudao and merged into one.

Zhuang Wudao's idea of the Yuan Shen is also constantly climbing, tallening, growing, growing, expanding, until it reaches its peak!

At this moment, Zhuang Wudao's blessing on the power of the flesh surged tenfold.

The spell mark of the Equality King under his feet also spontaneously began to heat up. Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but sneer, want Zhenyi's primordial god?

- Then, pay the price!

It was as if the door was open, and countless streams of heat poured out from within the spell seal.

The earth-shattering sound of the sword roar also shook all directions at this moment. In just an instant, Zhuang Wudao's thoughts have traversed 3,700 miles, and he has been locked in the distance to sit on the top of the law, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and the treasure is solemn.

One person and one sword, all turned into lightning and thunder at this moment, and traveled hundreds of miles in an instant. Like a shadow, with bursts of whistling sword sounds, it shuttled in the direction of the north.

At this moment, Zhenyi's voice froze slightly, and his expression gradually became solemn, but then he regained his composure and continued to sit in the large array formed by the eighty-one monks, surpassing the lingering resentful spirits here.

If you do, you don't have to go back.

Mu Yuanxuan, who was thousands of miles away, also raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, he came in!

Since he died, is this Zhuang Wudao overconfident, or has he really gone crazy?