Chapter 127: Dust to Dust, Dust to Dust
The sky gradually tore apart, and the remnant clouds rolled upside down, revealing a blood-red color, and even more in the place where the sky was torn, the blood-red depths were full of corpses.
"It's... Burial of Xiangang. Wangshan's face was pale, his eyes shrank slightly, and when his lips murmured, a mouthful of blood spurted out at dusk.
Wangshan's body was seriously injured due to the blow of his self-sacrifice. Originally, with this kind of injury, Wangshan could recover quickly with the help of the Divine Technique.
"Why is my injury so slow to recover? Wangshan's body shook a little, trying not to let himself fall, the wounds on his body continued to break and overlap, and in his mind, there was a buzzing sound.
"Burial Immortal Gang is the place where you are buried, disobey the Mandate of Heaven, participate in the War of the Ancients, traitor... Dang Xuan!" the fat hen's tone was cold, and the moment his voice came out, the entire sky let out a violent roar, and there were bursts of violent power in it.
Rumble!
"Heavenly Tribulation..."Wangshan saw the color of the sky, he didn't say a word, his eyes were closed, and his body no longer trembled, but in his body, he endured the injury and let the roar of the power of cultivation work.
Under the influence of the Divine Rune, the fairy world and the human world seem to have opened a channel, and there is a wonderful connection.
Suddenly, above the earth, in the endless cracks, a brilliant light erupted, and in this light, there were incomparably mysterious runes generated, condensing in front of Wangshan.
At the moment when the runes condensed, Cang
The dome let out an angry roar, and the furious thunder turned into five-colored thunder, and when they condensed with each other, they became the only black!
"Hahaha! I really can't imagine that the Heavenly Master's Mansion has turned against me and bowed down to that stinky god, but I look at the mountain, and only this stinky god... I won't bow my head!" When Wangshan's eyes suddenly opened, his originally dark eyes turned red, his laughter had a crazy meaning, his body was only a spiritual cultivation realm after all, under the pressure of serious injuries and heavenly tribulations, his body burst out with blood, but his eyes were still shining.
"My mortal body can't lock my immortal soul, how can the shackles bind my state of mind!" Wangshan roared, and his divine soul abandoned his detached body, rose to the sky, and rushed straight towards the sky.
Rumble!
Black thunder descended with a bang, as if to crush anything that dared to disobey him.
In an instant, the thunder landed, and between the spirits of the Wangshan Mountains, it turned into a sea of thunder.
The fat hen floating in mid-air had a complicated complexion, and there was an extra hint of elusiveness in her gaze at Wangshan.
"The cycle of heavenly principles, karma, but I don't know that I am now may also be karma. The fat hen sighed, watching the thunder flicker for a long time, and the sound of her looking at the mountain was buried in the thunder and could not be dispersed.
After lasting for about a quarter of an hour, the thunder gradually dissipated, and in the thunder sea, the figure of Wangshan had long been lost.
"Dust to dust, dust to dust. Why cling to the grudges of the past, go with peace of mind, Wangshan. The fat hen sighed again, and he spread his wings and flew towards the detached body.
"Dead?" the fat hen glanced at the leave, then fluttered her wings and left towards the sky.
Dust to dust... Soil to earth.
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