Scattering Gong and Ascension, the two are never integrated, cultivation is the foundation of Ascension, and if there is no cultivation, it is a mortal, Mo Xinyan said: "The spirit seed is separated from the body, just like the punishment of a car split, do you know what a car splits is? It is to ...... people's limbs and heads."

Jing Yao really couldn't listen to it anymore, Mo Xinyan's description was particularly delicate, she was like seeing a picture of a living person being miscarciously divided, she was not a good man and a woman, she had killed many people, but she couldn't stand this bloody description.

Mo Xinyan's voice paused for a moment, and he said with emotion: "After paying a big price, I finally got a harvest, and successfully sealed Huangquan for 100,000 years, and I had an insight into the power of the origin of heaven and earth. ”

"The turmoil in the immortal world suddenly erupted when my skill soared, and only then did I know that Huangquan was one and counted soul ......"

Jing Yao said in her heart, isn't this nonsense, ordinary people still have three souls and seven spirits.

"As radiant as the deity, the talent is peerless...... What kind of expression do you have? What I'm saying is the truth, there is no difference between the immortals in the fairy world and the waste, and it's not the deity who should not let the deity take the lead? After fighting for tens of thousands of years, he finally realized that if he wants to completely destroy Huangquan, he must merge with the Dao and achieve the Chaos Dao. ”

"Even if the poor deity understands what is going on, he has been abolished by Huangquan Hanzi and the foundation of the Immortal Yuan ......"

Jing Yao finally couldn't help but interrupt: "Xinyan Master, this is different from what you said before. ”

Mo Xinyan said calmly: "There is a deviation in memory, it's like this." ”

Jing Yao was powerless to complain, hoping that Mo Xinyan would hurry up and continue, maybe it was another nonsense with confused memories, but it could make Jing Yao feel a little more confident,

She learned from the village chief that Huangquan was a fierce filth gathered by the resentment of the immortals, formless and formless, and could not be contended by ordinary monks.

Mo Xinyan said: "Merge Dao means death and Dao Elimination, you should understand this, the deity is fragrant and the jade is dead, where to find the second body of the five elements? Fortunately, your arrival after 100,000 years ushered in a turning point, unfortunately you will have to face the broken Huangquan, it's not that the deity belittles you for cultivation, and the merge ...... Not really. ”

Mo Xinyan's voice gradually became lonely, and Jing Yao questioned in a low voice: "Patriarch Xinyan, do you mean that as long as I achieve the Chaos Dao, the disaster of Huangquan can be lifted? ”

Mo Xinyan smiled lazily and said: "Yes, people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, I think so too, but even if you are willing to sacrifice your life for righteousness, it is difficult to achieve the hard injuries in cultivation...... For example, if I hadn't died, the probability of combining my Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal Cultivation wouldn't be too high. ”

"To put it simply, an ordinary immortal is worth ten tribulation monks, and a mixed yuan golden immortal steals the sky and changes the sun and stars, not to mention, you can understand that the mixed yuan golden immortal in the immortal world is probably similar to the tribulation monk in the immortal cultivation world, no one can control it, and all laws will not invade. ”

Not really, is it really as powerful as you say, why do you hang up? Jing Yao raised the corners of her mouth.

"The difference in strength is too big, forcibly merging the way will backfire, to put it bluntly, you have the support of the Chaos Bell, and the probability of merging the way should be higher than mine, but the light is too strong, and it will guide Huangquan to resurrect. ”

Jing Yao glared hard, was this disgusted?

Mo Xinyan's voice became low and weak, and she said, "I'm done, if you have any questions, hurry up and pick up the important ones." ”

Jing Yao said: "What is Mingzun's current form, will Huangquan's return affect his will, and finally fight against each other?"

Mo Xinyan said: "You can rest assured, the new life of abandoning oneself and meeting Huangquan is a bit vain at most, not as exaggerated as you think, but don't forget that his body is not the demon body of 100,000 years ago, the soul and body are no longer what they used to be, and the back hand arranged by Huangquan can't affect him." ”

She smiled and said, "Just like the me you see now, it's not the real me, but a wisp of divine consciousness that retains my spine, otherwise how could I be confused and can't remember the events of the year?"

Jing Yao was inexplicably a little sad, she could hear the helplessness in Mo Xinyan's words, but she knew that this was not the right time to sigh, and asked, "Where will Huangquan come to the Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

"It's in the Sword Sect!" Mo Xinyan said: "The sealing space under the Sword Pavilion is a peerless beast, you met him at the beginning, he was the opportunity for Huangquan to return, don't try to kill him, Mingzun is not his opponent." ”

Jing Yao gave birth to a chill, cultivating the five domains of immortals, even if Ming Zun is not the first in the world, there are few strong people left who can match him, and Liu Xuanjin, the demon emperor of the Eastern Regions, is it one, this kind of strong person can't withstand the sealing monster of the Sword Pavilion?

Mo Xinyan said: "Within the Five Domains, there is no shortage of people of insight, they may have already discovered that there are hidden dangers in the immortal cultivation world, and some people know that there is no hope of ascending, so they have turned their own flesh and blood into a forbidden place, which is what you now call the tomb of the strong, where there are no martial arts immortal weapons." ”

"Then what does the resurrection of Huangquan want to do? kill all the monks, and turn the immortal cultivation world into a barren land?"

"That's not all. Mo Xinyan said: "When he is born, maybe the soul of the deceased sage will also be withdrawn from the underworld by him, and then the immortal cultivation world will resentful of the heavens and turn into a desperate prison, only the undead, and there will be no living souls......"

"The head of the deserted village is also a generation of power, and he is also an absolute powerhouse in the fairy world, but I guarantee that when Huangquan returns, he is also in a catastrophe, and everyone has turned into the walking dead, afraid of the sun, and lives with the darkness all day long, maybe you don't need to ascend to enjoy eternal life......"

Jing Yao frowned and said, "Isn't there any way to restrain him?"

"Xihuangquan has the answer you want, and the road has been paved by the predecessors, waiting for you to find it...... I'm a little tired, I don't know if there will be a day to wake up again...... Jing Yao, everyone wants to protect themselves, but the world is forcing you to face it, how can you escape? I know that you children have been wronged and hunted down for forty years, and everyone wants you to die without a place to bury......"

"But do you really want to cultivate the immortal realm and turn into a scorching world? Destiny returns, you should have the courage to bear the burden on your shoulders, after all, you have friends and too many ...... Can't give up, for the sake of ...... Yourself, for the sake of ...... Friend, do something...... The past is the past, and the future is always in our own hands...... ...... in hand"

"Xinyan Master!"

Mo Xinyan's body turned into a white backbone, fluttering in front of him, and the blurred world turned into a real world shrouded in haze again.

The light of the six-pointed star array under his feet dimmed, and the black rock beside him was full of life, as if it was overflowing, and his closed pupils made him frown unnaturally because of the strong life breath in his body.