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- The gray altar is the same as when it appeared. The solitary body is there, pointing directly at the sky, narrating an ancient desolation alone. The humans not far away seemed to have lost their vitality when they arrived, turning into cold sculptures.
Murong Yiqiao, Yang Lingtian, and Wei Bo were floating in the air, like three withered ancient trees, without any movement. On the ground, Sun Ningyan, Chengtian, Yanluo, and the nine tribesmen were all stiff, staring blankly at the silver-haired young man in the sky.
Unlike Yang Lingtian and Wei Boyi, although Sun Ningyan and others were stiff, they still had strong hope in their eyes.
Three days have passed, and Yang Lingtian is still floating somewhere. Even a blind person can see that he is still alive.
In a daze, everyone had the same idea as Miss Sun. ¡ª¡ªThis is Yang Lingtian's method to regain Wei Boyi's sanity.
People say that the waiting time is the most difficult, but for Sun Ningyan and others at this moment, the longer the wait, the better.
Yang Lingtian was hit by a sword. Even if he didn't die, he must have suffered some considerable damage. As time goes by, his injuries will inevitably recover slowly, which will increase the chance of waking up Wei Boyi. What's more, the cold green light in the eyes of the sculpture-like young man in black in the sky is weakening. Isn't all this the result of Yang Lingtian?
Wei Boyi's sanity is indeed slowly recovering, but the reason is that Yang Lingtian's soul is gradually weakening.
Memories of hundreds of generations were extracted bit by bit.
The joy of lingering with Sikong Miao, the sadness and anger of fate's trick, and the eternal curse on God, these things that he hated to part with the most, left him bit by bit. However, at this moment, he couldn't feel the slightest pain. Maybe it was because it was too painful and he was numb from the pain, or maybe because his soul was restrained, he couldn't notice it.
However, on his face, from the corners of his eyes that no one could see, two drops of crystal substance quietly seeped out.
Time passed slowly, and in his vast sea of ??consciousness, the nine-colored little man representing his soul had languished, and floating above his head were memories of hundreds of generations.
What he had never seen in the past, the memory of the 101st reincarnation finally slowly emerged. . . .
In the air, Murong Yiqiao, who had been standing numbly, finally seemed to have determined something, and his expression suddenly changed.
Yang Lingtian¡¯s Ziji Yuan body was created by Chu Yun who used his body to melt the energy of gods and demons into the cauldron, while Murong Yiqiao himself evolved from a drop of Chu Yun¡¯s essence and blood. There was an inexplicable connection between the two.
The moment Yang Lingtian was injured by Wei Boyi's sword energy, she was not too worried. Through the induction between the two of them, she knew clearly that although Wei Boyi's sword caused great damage to him, it was absolutely Yang Lingtian's body could not be destroyed, so Murong Yiqiao didn't have much to worry about.
And things were as she expected, even better than she imagined. In just a short time, Yang Lingtian's body returned to its peak condition. When he felt this situation, Murong Yiqiao even raised a disdainful smile - who said that practitioners of Xuanyin Qi are the ones who have the best chance of killing Yang Lingtian? Basically, Wei Boyi The sword with all its strength was unable to cause any real damage to Yang Lingtian's body.
However, the strange thing is that after Yang Lingtian recovered, he still did not wake up after such a long time. And during this period of time, Murong Yiqiao also vaguely felt that something in Yang Lingtian was losing and weakening. This question has always troubled her.
At this moment, she finally understood what was continuously weakening in Yang Lingtian's body. That's the soul! ! ! !
Although the condition of the silver-haired young man's soul cannot be sensed, and the true energy in his body is running normally and automatically, there is always a difference between a body without a god and a human body full of aura. From the operation of Yang Lingtian's vitality but no spiritual essence, Murong Yiqiao finally understood that Yang Lingtian's soul was constantly weakening.
The Qi of Xuanyin deals with the soul.
Murong Yiqiao suddenly understood!
At the same time, Yang Lingtian¡¯s spirit inside the silver-haired young man¡¯s body had weakened to the point of collapse.
The memories of the 101st life were extracted bit by bit.
In the 101st lifetime of reincarnation, Sikong Miao disappeared without a trace in his life.
Instead, there was another woman. ¡ª¡ªMurong Yiqiao, no, it should be more appropriate to say Chu Yun.
No! ! !
In the midst of confusion, Yang Lingtian still had a glimmer of reason.
When I traveled across the earth, Chu Yun¡¯s husband had just died, and he happened to be forging the Ziji Yuanshen for her husband, which happened to be an advantage. At that time, I had been living on earth for more than twenty years. The timing is definitely wrong.
? ?Clouds of doubt rise sharply,
However, the memory of the 101st life suddenly ended when he was thirty years old.
What was pulled out next were his memories on Earth and his life after traveling to the Tianwu Continent.
As long as the memory of this last life is extracted, his soul will dissipate. . . .
In the sky, Murong Yiqiao, who sensed Yang Lingtian's condition, was filled with anxiety.
"Brother Wei is unconscious at this time, why don't we take the opportunity to kill him!" A vicious thought flashed through his mind.
However, she soon shook her head and waved this thought away.
It's not that she can't be cruel, but that although Wei Bo and the two are still, their bodies are surrounded by an invisible aura. This aura cannot be said to be powerful, but with her current cultivation level, even if they are gathered together The power of all the nine tribes on the earth cannot break through.
¡°How can I save you!!¡±
"Heaven, save him, I am willing to spend all the suffering in the world in exchange for his life."
Murong Yiqiao was filled with anxiety and began to pray with great reluctance.
However, the gray sky remained the same, without any reaction. The road is ruthless, how can he change his mind because of the prayers of a weak woman like her.
¡°Buzz~~~~¡±
Suddenly, although the devout prayer was not answered by the sky, the silver-haired young man suddenly changed.
Behind him, two beams of light, one black and one white, suddenly rose into the sky, and the strange wings formed by the fusion of the two mandala artifacts slowly flew out. At the same time, a stunningly beautiful illusory figure that could not be distinguished as male or female appeared in the sky.
"A shark? Why does Brother Yang still have the spirit of a shark in his body?" Murong Yiqiao was stunned for a moment, the other person's features were too obvious. The illusory figure in front of me is the legendary shark that became extinct ten thousand years ago.
The figure in the sky ignored the surprised Murong Yiqiao, and even looked at her with a bit of disgust, and his eyes only flickered on her. Soon, his eyes fell on the wings transformed from the mandala artifact, and he became gentle and helpless.
"Alas~~~Why are you doing this? Even if you try your best to dissipate your soul, you can't save him."
¡°Buzz~~~~¡± The artifact beat violently, responding to the figure¡¯s inquiry.
¡°Alas~~~¡± The figure sighed softly. "In that case, let's give it a try. We are already entangled with each other." He turned around and glanced at the dumbfounded Murong Yiqiao next to him with disgust. After a long time, he finally felt helpless. He sighed and said, "Are you willing to save him?"
"Of course, no matter what!"
Murong Yiqiao nodded cautiously, his eyes showing the determination and firmness that only soldiers who have been baptized by blood and fire on the battlefield can possess.
"Well, since you have made this decision now, you will not be able to blame me if you regret it in the future." As if moved by Murong Yiqiao's determination, the eyes of the illusory figure also became a little gentler: "My name is Maya. For the convenience of calling me, You can just call me Mo. Remember, Xuanyin Qi is the most mysterious force in the world. The strength of you and me alone is absolutely not enough. You must gather a few people who are entangled with him. And the probability of success It¡¯s less than 10%.¡±
"Okay, tell me what you want to do."
Murong Yiqiao didn't know if the person in front of her was lying to her, but as a person who was almost desperate, as long as there was a life-saving straw in front of him, he would firmly grasp it, so he didn't care whether he was lying or not, even if it was more important. The straw may send him to hell, but he will not hesitate because he has no other choice.
"Okay." Maya nodded, his voice was calm and without any sadness or joy. "First step, we need"
Maya¡¯s voice spread slowly.
The sky still maintains its humble loneliness, unchanged for thousands of years. Only at the moment when Maya finished speaking and waved his hand gently did things begin to become chaotic. At the same time, this chaos lasted for unknown length of time. When it slowly dissipated, Sun Ningyan and others, who had fallen into a coma due to its appearance, woke up one after another.
In the sky, the white clouds are still floating leisurely.
However, the young man with silver hair and white clothes has disappeared without a trace. The only ones standing in the air were Wei Boyi with a stern face, Murong Yiqiao who looked exactly the same, and Ningxue, the saint of the Ice and Snow Country.
"Where's Brother Yang?"
"Where is the master?"
Sun Ningyan and others rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
They really couldn¡¯t believe that the rescue operation that combined the power of Maya, Murong Yiqiao, Ningxue, two mandala artifacts, and the ice and snow sacred tree had failed. Moreover, at the moment before she fell into coma, it seemed that she was stillI saw the remnant soul of Sikong Miao.
"No, the power of the mandala artifact is equivalent to the power of a world. Even the power of gods and demons gathered in the sky ten thousand years ago cannot kill Maya. How can such a powerful power fail!!!"
He shouted twice unwillingly, and everyone¡¯s eyes immediately began to look around.
"It's a pity that what they saw was not the figure they were expecting, but a scene more terrifying than Yang Lingtian disappearing out of thin air. ¡ª¡ªThe green light in Wei Bo's eyes had disappeared, and his consciousness returned to normal.
"As long as the complete Zhuanlun Sword appears in the world, those who practice Xuanyin Qi will lose their minds and only have the thought of destroying the Zhuanlun Sword and its owner."
"Only if he succeeds can he regain his sanity."
Wei Boyi¡¯s words flashed through his mind quickly.
The two hundred or so people who had just become a little angry became sluggish again.
"The difference from the last time is that this time there is no longer the light of hope in their eyes, but only hollowness - the hollowness of despair."
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