Chapter 1050 Friends

As soon as the soul entered the banner.

The ghost king stood at the top of the sky in the blessed land.

The imperial tassels were hanging down.

The disguised hell was painted into a large robe and worn as a cloak.

Tushanjun raised his palm and looked at the skeleton ghost hand wrapped in chains.

His arm shook, and it flew like ashes from burning paper money, growing from the end of the remaining flesh and blood as if time and space were reversed.

In a short while, a complete arm grew out again.

The immortal way recited the immortal scripture.

The mysterious skills were used at the top.

The breath was completely stable.

"It's done!"

Wu Rong, who was in charge of the Zunhun Banner, looked at the ghost king in the distant sky.

The mysterious breath was surging like a tide.

The Taoist spirit was like spinning thread on a loom.

The innate emperor of life and death in the great world of Tushanjun's body sat cross-legged in Tianyuan, echoing the peach blossom of life and death from a distance.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his golden pupils split into two connected pupils. The Emperor of Life and Death tilted his head slightly, and a face full of pressure appeared. It was the Yang God, one of the three phases.

The Yang God was bred by the leak-free golden elixir.

To say that he is the Yang God does not mean that he is the most yang and strong god.

Whether it is the 'Yang God', the 'Yin God' or the 'Dharma Phase', they are all yin and yang, and grow with the cultivator.

Now Tushan Jun's Yin God and Yang God are no less than the innate god 'Dharma Phase' born in the great world in the body.

Dao Flower.

Whether it is real or illusory, whether it is the best luck or not, it is a manifestation of the Tao.

The real bearer of the Tao is the cultivator.

In other words, what can be described as 'flowers' is the three phases in the body. It is not that the three Tao flowers appearing on the top of the head are the three flowers gathering at the top, but the ultimate cultivation of the 'Dharma Phase', 'Yang God' and 'Yin God' by the Tao.

Only by pushing these 'three flowers' to the peak can there be a chance to prove the fruit position.

Tushan Jun is now in the process of internal cultivation.

Yang Shen walked out of the world, sat in the sea of ​​consciousness, and carried the Yin-Yang Dao.

He twisted the Yin-Yang spell with his hands.

The Dao Qi interwoven with black and white burst out from his body.

The Dao Qi was like a carving knife, gradually carving the rough Yin-Yang grinding wheel.

The grinding wheel had two layers inside and outside.

He gradually raised it above his head to merge with the illusory Dao flower.

The Dao flower was white on the top and black on the bottom, with distinct lotus petals, and finally slowly bloomed.

The Yin-Yang Dao Qi was as surging as the ripples of the Yaochi.

The Dao flower took root in the endless deep netherworld, reaching the thirty-three clear skies.

The blooming Dao flower rotated and turned, slowly moving from the top of his head and hanging behind Tushan Jun again. The Yin-Yang Dao flower was like the real core of the Dao. When it slowly turned, the infinite Dao Qi was woven into black silk.

The Xuansi divine light was restrained but like an indestructible divine weapon, simple and sharp.

The dissipated Dao Qi fell in pitch black, turning into a robe embellishment.

It was just a few pendants, but it looked much more solid than the Chaos Shield.

If the Ghost King just now could evolve such a yin-yang Dao method, even the formation placed in the blessed land of the Feathered People and the torrent of dozens of saints could not break the defense of his Yin-Yang Grinding Wheel.

"What is that?!"

"Dao Flower, the second one!"

The saints were in a commotion again.

Dao Qi flew out.

The saints with insufficient cultivation could only barely build up their Qi to resist, and still spit out a little blood.

At the same time, the horror in their eyes was even greater.

They were facing a second flower Daojun.

Such a cultivator is the top in the entire East Wilderness.

Not to mention that there were only more than 20 saints combined with the formation, even if there were twice as many saints and echoed the clan protection formation, they would not be able to do anything to the other party.

It was obvious that the opponent was not Erhua just now, but only accomplished such a feat after beheading the ancestor of their Yu people.

Defeat the enemy and advance, it is also an indelible legend.

But everyone just felt bitter.

Because the stepping stone was the ancestor of their Yu people.

The entire Yu people will always be the one who is arranged in the storybook.

People in later generations will compile many stories to prove this day, and whenever they mention it, they will inevitably be compared with these "idiots".

Maybe they will not see that day at all. After they take action, they will inevitably face a ruthless and extremely brutal reckoning.

"Escape, how to escape?"

"Fight, how to fight?"

No one knows.

There are only two people who behave completely differently from the saints, that is, Yu Renzheng and Lou Jingou. Yu Renzheng tried his best not to recognize them.

Lou Jingou was sweating coldly on his forehead, and his pupils couldn't stop trembling.

The organization's records of the "Ghost King" have gradually become comprehensive.

Because he understood, he knew how powerful the other party was.

Today, he watched with his own eyes the strength of the spirit of the weapon, Daojun, further improve. Such a secret was not something that a top Saint King like him could bear.

"I regret it!"

Lou Jingou's knuckles that grasped the gourd turned pale because he was too strong.

Thinking that the other party knew his identity, Lou Jingou felt that 'God had doomed me'.

Fortunately, he was not killed by the ancestor of the Yuren tribe, but now he was going to be killed by a second flower Daojun.

Not to mention Lou Jingou, Yu Renhui, who had an axe on his neck, was stunned, and then smiled helplessly.

They could fight hard in the one flower realm just now, how could they fight now?

A drop of Daojun's blood was enough to kill them, not to mention that the second flower Daojun in front of him had stabilized his spirit and stood beside the Taoist holding the banner.

At this moment, everyone ignored the fact that the ghost king was the spirit of the Zunhun Banner. It was not that they did not want to mention it, but they did not dare to mention it at all.

The Feather Human Infant took a step forward, bowed his hands and said: "My feather human infant made all the mistakes I made. I am willing to commit suicide and apologize. I also hope that the seniors can be merciful and let them live. The Feather Human Clan monks must I don’t dare to appear in front of my seniors forever.”

"Uncle Six!"

"Uncle Liu!"

"..."

The saints were shocked and sad.

The saint with strong vitality was even more angry and took a step forward. He gritted his teeth and said: "Sixth uncle, why are you doing this? Even if you die, you can't be saved. Our Yu clan is by no means a cowardly clan, and our Yu clan saint is by no means a coward. I am willing to fight to the end." The last drop of holy blood.”

"Fight to the last drop of blood!"

"war!"

One word response.

All saints share the same hatred.

Yu Renhui stared at Yu Renyue coldly, with a smile on his lips, and whispered softly: "You, Yu Renyue, are not the only ones who think about the future of the clan. Which saint is not like this? They may not have responded to your call. But he is not a scumbag who is just begging for mercy.”

"Their behavior seems to be repetitive, but in fact they always stand on the same position, which is the feathered people and the future of the feathered people."

"You said that the ancestor killed the old patriarch, who saw it?"

"If the ancestor wanted to kill him, why did he still allow the top holy king to appear in the clan?"

"Because the ancestor knows very well that one day, someone will overthrow his rule. This person may be you, or me, or even more likely in the distant future."

"But, you are so smart that you ruined the future of the Feathered People."

Yu Renyue looked at Yu Renhui calmly and said: "The universe does not revolve around our Yu Ren clan. We want to be insular and not have contact with the outside world, but the outside world will not think so. The world is an intricate and intertwined world. We cannot survive alone, nor can we remain stable in the long term.”

Yu Renhui sneered: "But who can you represent?"

"In this world, you can't represent anyone, you can only represent yourself."

"He can represent me!"

A low but extremely clear voice echoed in the distance.

Everyone followed the sound one after another.

The person who speaks.

Wearing a Taoist robe and holding a soul-honoring flag.

The Lord of the Spiritual Dao of the Erhuaqi stands beside him as the envoy to protect the Dao.

The long crown was broken, causing the hair to fall down, and the five holy soldiers were looming.

He grew taller and taller as he was surrounded by thousands of yin energy.

On the slightly pale face is a straight aquiline nose, which not only does not ruin the handsomeness, but adds sharpness, ability and popularity.

The Taoist stood tall and straight, like a javelin, and his cold eyes showed kindness and warmth: "Because he is my friend!"

Yu Renyue's eyes were filled with tears, which almost burst out. Even the purple-gold thunder ax in his hand was trembling slightly.

In fact, he didn't dare to bet, and he couldn't say too much, but as he said, he regarded Wu Rong as a friend, and he was completely a friend that day at Feixian Tower.

At that time, the two of them had great ambitions. One wanted to become enlightened, and the other wanted to overthrow the corruption in the family. So they hit it off and did such a big thing. They didn't say they lived together, but it was equivalent to dying together.

None of them said it explicitly, but they all had dreams in their hearts.

Retrieve the Purple Gold Thunder Ax.

Yu Renyue was so excited and happy, and felt that this trust was precious.

Wu Rong also acknowledged this friend when he revealed his purpose in Feixianlou.

He had met many people in his life and had many friends, and each of them parted ways for different reasons, but he didn't think so. At least at that moment, they recognized each other.

Even if Yu Renyue did not take action to stop Yu Renhui, or even joined the crusade, Wu Rong would not blame him. People are not static, and thoughts will always change faster than actions.

Because of this, Yu Renyue's shot is even more precious.

As for whether the two have their own purposes.

have!

Wu Rong didn't care.

Making friends is inherently accompanied by various purposes, even for children. Those who have no desires or desires will not make friends.

Wu Rong unfolded the scroll of life and death in his hand and said loudly: "The Yuren are extraordinary. Their lifespan has expired but they linger in the world and refuse to leave. They swallow the sky and the earth, interfere with life and death, and affect reincarnation."

"There is an order from the underworld, and I am specially ordered to come and arrest him."

"After the matter is over, Yuren Feihe has been executed!"

"The monks in Zhaotianxia have a destiny of life and death, so don't disturb the order of heaven."

Putting away the scroll of life and death in his hand, Wu Rong walked down from the sky.

He passed by the feathered baby who was bowing and saluting.

He didn't even look at the other person, nor did he say anything. He walked straight in front of Yu Renyue, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help. If it hadn't been for your help, it would be hard for me to be kind here."

"……,No."

Yu Renyue was shocked and waved his hand quickly.

He didn't dare to take credit.

Although the Five Saints suffered many minor and serious injuries in this battle, fortunately they could still be saved. If it weren't for Wu Rong, they would all have to answer here.

"It all depends on fellow Taoists and..."

Yu Renyue looked at Lord Gao Daodao beside Wu Rong.

Wu Rong smiled and said: "This is my job."

late.