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Volume 2 Dayan Holy Land Chapter 37 Within the Ring

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    "Come back here!!!"

    The moment Ximen Wuji turned around, Murong Yiqiao, who had always been gentle, suddenly shouted loudly.

    "What?" Ximen Wuji turned around and glanced at her: "The Burial Formation has been activated. Is it not possible for me to enjoy my last glory!!"

    "Scenery?"

    Murong Yiqiao smiled: "Do you think that when you were at the altar and resisted the God of Destiny, your power was already strong?" She shook her head and gave the fat man in front of her a cold look: "The God of Destiny  They are just clowns. Brother Wei and Brother Yang can destroy them with just a few moves. Even if you return to the strength you had at that time, you will not be able to fight back against the guardians of the Babel Tower, let alone life.  After the gods in chaos?¡±

    Ximen Wuji was startled for a moment, then suddenly became angry: "According to what you said, are you going to let Grandpa Yang and Ning Yan do nothing?"

    Among the people who came together from Tianwu Continent, Murong Yiqiao knew Yang Lingtian the earliest, even earlier than Young Master Ximen, and the two had a deep relationship. In his imagination, when he heard something happened to Yang Lingtian's relatives,  The most excited person should be the quiet woman in front of him.

    However, instead of being enthusiastic, the woman in front of him even suppressed himself extremely coldly. How could he not be angry in this situation?

    Even the people from the nine overseas tribes next to him were stunned for a moment and then suddenly became furious.

    Murong Chengde took a trembling step forward and took out a blue jade slip: "Master Ximen, I know that you need to travel around to absorb the resentment between heaven and earth. Our pace may not be able to keep up with your feet. This is the destiny of God King."  The map to the Tower of Babel left behind, we will definitely meet at the Tower of Babel in two months."

    ¡°As he spoke, his dim eyes lightly glanced at Murong Yiqiao.  That look seems to be saying, you, the mistress that Sun Ningyan and Ximen Wuji call you, can ignore your master's relatives, but we servants cannot be greedy for life and afraid of death.

    Murong Yiqiao ignored Murong Chengde's strange look, and just looked at Ximen Wuji who was full of anger with a half-smile but not a smile: "I remember when we first met, you recklessly bought dry food for Liu Huanzai.  I didn¡¯t expect that after more than a hundred years, you still look so reckless. Did I say I wouldn¡¯t let you go to the Tower of Babel?¡±

    Ximen Wuji was stunned: "But didn't you just say"

    Murong Yiqiao smiled: "Haha, I just said that even if you return to the cultivation level you had when you were at the altar, it won't have much effect. And if you come with us, I can speed up the speed of your absorption of resentment.  , after two months, I guarantee that you will basically be on par with Brother Wei!"

    "Compared with Brother Wei?" Surprise instantly flooded his fat cheeks.

    How can a timid person who is afraid of death not dream that one day he will have the power to make the sky tremble?  What's more, this power will be used to save the brother's relatives and his favorite.

    However, just in the blink of an eye, that sunny face changed rapidly like the changeable weather in the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River.

    As if he thought of something, he suddenly frowned, glanced at Murong Yiqiao, and said worriedly: "When the body of Hungry Shura is fully expanded, it will devour any living thing that is close to me. Once my cultivation level can match that of Wei  If my eldest brother is the same, then he must not be able to suppress the resentment in my body, but you are not"

    "Haha~~~~" Ximen Wuji finished his words. Before Murong Yiqiao had time to reply, Murong Chengde had already smiled heartily: "We old bones are just useless things that can be swallowed up by Master Ximen and serve our master.  What¡¯s there to be afraid of if something happens Sons of the nine overseas tribes, are you afraid?"

    ¡°Don¡¯t be afraid~~~~¡±

    The uniform sound shook a crack in the gray sky, causing the mountains and rivers to shake for a long time.  .  .

    When Murong Yiqiao said that he planned to use the Buddha statue in his hand and more than two hundred people to form a formation to ensure that everyone would not die and help Ximen Wuji absorb the resentment to the maximum extent.  The ring on Ningxue's hand that was transformed into the Holy Tree of Ice and Snow and the Mandala artifact vibrated slightly.

    In the ring, the endless gray seems to be the eternal theme.

    In eternity, a hazy gray shadow sat quietly, with dull eyes.

    And in front of her, there was a nine-color light group floating quietly.

    The nine-color light group shines, but because the flashing light is so dazzling, people can clearly see what is inside and what is happening.  All you can see is a bunch of bright colors.

    The hazy shadow looked at the light group quietly, with doubts in its eyes.

    She doesn¡¯t know where she came from, she only knows that when she is conscious, already in this gray world.  She didn't know why she had no body, just a mutilated soul state.

    But there was a genderless person who was so beautiful that the world would be jealous. The shark named Maya told her that the corpse lying not far away was her past body, but her soul must be under a specific condition.  Before she could go back, what she had to do now was to nurture her soul, try to restore her memory, and wait for the opportunity to come.

    In this way, she began her long wait.

    There is no day or night in this gray world. She is just a soul body and will not feel hungry. The mermaid of Maya just stays alone in the other corner of this world and ignores it, so she has no way of knowing what happened.  how long.

    She only knew that after a long wait, her mind seemed to be clearer. Unfortunately, she still knew nothing about what happened before, and she couldn't go out, so she slowly suffered and waited in this calmness.

    Finally, one day, this peace was broken.

    That day was no different from the countless days in the past.

    But suddenly, she felt a pain, as if something important was about to leave her.

    At the same time, the shark Maya, who had been staying in another corner like a puppet, suddenly stood up, glanced anxiously at the gray sky, and rushed out.  And when he came back, he brought back multiple soul fragments and the "corpse" of a man.

    He said that these soul fragments have a great relationship with her. Whether she can be resurrected depends on whether these soul fragments can be reunited.

    At the same time, the other party finally told a little bit about her.

    Her name is Sikong Miao!

    After saying that, the soul of the beautiful mermaid disappeared into thin air.

    "Can you condense it?~~~~"

    Sikong Miao curled up, looked at the nine-color light group in front of her and murmured to herself.

    Except for the cultivation techniques and some common sense, Sikong Miao's mind is now completely blank, but she firmly believes that the owners of these soul fragments in front of her are indeed closely related to her.  It was not because of her belief in Maya, but because the moment she saw these things, she felt a close feeling for no reason - the Buddha was once connected by blood and souls with the person in front of her, and even felt a little heartache.

    Since these fragments entered this place, she stopped practicing because of the unreasonable heartache, and just stared at them blankly every day.  It is not that he hopes that his soul will return to his body after they merge, but he simply hopes that they can merge.  She just felt that if these soul fragments could not be restored, she would be very sad, very sad, and even if she was resurrected, she would find it boring.

    Although she didn¡¯t know where this feeling came from, she clearly knew that it did exist.

    Therefore, common sense told her clearly that in the two worlds of gods and demons, the dispersion of the soul represented real death, but the painful feeling still made her wait and watch firmly.

    "Can you recover quickly? If you can, I would rather die!"

    The illusory hand gently touched the nine-color light group. Sikong Miao didn't know why she said it, but the voice she had repeated countless times was spoken again.

    "Haha~~~~ We were really close before? So much so that I would inexplicably have the idea that I would rather dissipate and have you recover."

    When her fingers left the edge of the light ball, the inexplicable feeling faded a little, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

    Although judging from the feeling, the guy in front of her should have a great connection with her when he was alive, but she didn't know what words to use to describe it. After all, she had forgotten everything in the past.  Just say the word "intimacy" based on feeling.

    Well, it should be intimacy, otherwise I wouldn¡¯t have this feeling!

    Sikong Miao nodded and confirmed that her words were accurate. She looked back at the "corpse" of the man who was brought back by Maya along with these fragments in the distance. She gently stroked the ball of light like a woman in love comforting her lover and said:  "Okay, that should be your body over there. You need to concentrate and recover. I'll go take a look at your body."

    The illusory figure walked forward like a ghost.

    However, she did not notice that the moment she turned around, the nine-colored light group behind her suddenly moved

    It was like the heart of some kind of life, beating slightly.

    Although it was only for a moment, then it became calm again.  But due to the pull of the soul and body, the male corpse lying in the distance also suddenly changed.

    ¡°Papa~~~¡±

    There was a sound like something was breaking.

     In the body that was smelted with the essence of countless gods and demons in the world and fused with two drops of the essence and blood of the Queen of Gods, the eight True Essence Pearls that had been stagnant suddenly moved.

    They spun for a moment, then calmed down again.

    But after calming down, a small crack appeared on the bead.

    Broken represents destruction.  .  .  .  .

    But destruction usually heralds rebirth after death.

    Heaven and earth were born from the chaos after death.

    ¡°Pa~~~¡±

    ¡°Papa~~~~¡±

    The crisp sound kept coming out.

    The cracks on the True Essence Pearl continue to grow.

    The number is increasing slowly and hard.

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    Three articles  .  .  .

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