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    Zhao Ke's breath was very long. Ever since he broke through the shackles and broke the speechless punishment given to him by the Supreme Headmaster of the Wanhua Sect on behalf of the gods, Zhao Ke's roar has not stopped until now.  In the midst of this continuous roar, Yunyang's mind entered an extremely ethereal state. It seemed that a sense of breaking out of a cocoon and turning into a butterfly appeared in Yunyang's heart, but it seemed that the degree was not enough and something was missing.  The butterfly never came out of its cocoon.  Zhao Ke was yelling for himself.  Yunyang knew this.  There was something contained in that roar, which contained all the insights and gains that Zhao Ke had gained from practicing Taoism so far.  Zhao Ke has always been the one who cares most about Yunyang's growth. Perhaps he sensed something, so at this time, Zhao Ke revealed the deepest secrets hidden in his heart in front of Yunyang.  But this is still not enough, this is still not enough for Yunyang to break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly.  Yunyang was still walking slowly, thinking as he walked.  No one knew what Yunyang was thinking, not even Yunyang himself knew what he was thinking.  In this ethereal space, that feeling is constantly brewing, constantly brewing, getting bigger and stronger.  In the sky, the huge black dragon was still watching all this with interest.  It seems that it just wants to be a spectator. No matter how fierce the battle below is, it never takes action. It just watches, oris waiting for something.  That kind of green light has been shrouding the surroundings of Zhao Ke's body, and the black and white colors that are already somewhat scattered at the moment complement each other, making it look extremely gorgeous.  The two colors of black and white are emitted from the body of the leader, and black represents hell.  White represents heaven.  Cyan represents self-reliance and self-improvement.  It represents contempt for all gods and only believes in one's own strong self-confidence.  This green light is emitted by Zhao Ke when he burns his own soul.  Now, even Zhao Ke's body has begun to become a little unreal, no longer as heavy and real as before.  But Zhao Ke's attack still did not stop and continued.  The headmaster's arm had been cut off at least hundreds of times and then regrown hundreds of times. The headmaster's neat hair was now messy, as if it had been gnawed by a dog. The sacred armor of blessing had long been broken, and the palm  The teacher was wearing an ordinary piece of clothing at the moment.  And at this moment.  The dress was torn, like a beggar's dress.  But the headmaster¡¯s expression was still dull and his face remained unchanged.  The headmaster opened his mouth again, and a voice full of great power and judgment came out again: "God said. Anyone who listens to the language that insults the gods will suffer a silent punishment." So.  Zhao Ke also lost his hearing.  From now on, Zhao Ke will not only be unable to see any light, but will also be unable to hear any sound.  After hearing no sound.  Zhao Ke's roar began to become a little scattered, and his tone began to become a little strange.  When a person becomes deaf, his speaking voice will become increasingly weird because he has lost his calibration, and he will eventually lose his ability to speak.  At this moment, Zhao Ke fell into such a situation.  "God said that anyone who has eaten forbidden food will be punished by being tasteless" So Zhao Ke also lost his sense of smell and taste.  Zhao Ke could not see, hear or smell, but Zhao Ke still did not stop his offensive, but became more fierce.  The Xuanyuan Sword was once again pulled out from the headmaster's body, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. The next moment, it was pointed flat and stopped in the air. Then the sword shook slightly, and a huge aura was released.  .  In this aura, countless ancestors of the human race are fighting against the sky, the earth, monsters and beasts, and the gods.  The human race has always relied on itself to survive to this day.  This breath blends with the black and white colors emanating from the headmaster's body.  At this moment, those angel-like things that had abandoned their harps and orchestras began to take action. They no longer waited for the berries falling from the sky, but began to search for food in the woods on their own. The Black Hell  , those evil spirits no longer just soaked in the sewage and begged for forgiveness, but began to act on their own, trying to climb out of the black water, trying to rely on their own abilities to seek relief The battle has entered  The most critical moment.  This is a collision between two concepts. This collision has gone beyond ordinary fighting methods. This collision is a collision between souls.  The winner will once again strengthen his Taoist heart. Zhao Ke can even break through the shackles with this victory and finally be promoted to the holy realm. And if the headmaster winsthen there will no longer be self-reliance and self-reliance among the human race.  According to the theory of self-confidence, the human race will completely become the vassals of the gods and rely on the gifts of the gods to survive.  Both the headmaster and Zhao Ke stopped moving.  The black and white energy and the cyan light started the most mysterious conflict at this moment.  But the headmaster still took some time out and said something.  "Ao Qing?If you don¡¯t move now, when will you wait?  " These words were like thunder, roaring across hundreds of miles. At this moment, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and millions of people raised their heads and looked towards the sky.  The huge black dragon in the middle is the Dark Dragon King, and its name is Ao Qing. It was the king among monsters. Before Wu Qingyun set out to explore Suixing decades ago, it was even qualified to represent the entire world.  The world of monsters and Wu Qingyun made a contract and agreed not to violate each other. All the masters in Shenghua City united to help Zhao Ke fight against the leader. The Xuanyuan Sword was also taken away by Zhao Ke.  There is no power anymore Facing the existence of the Dark Dragon King, even if there are hundreds of thousands of masters in the physical realm, what is the use? At this moment, even the people in Shenghua City felt a little desperate.  . Although the people in Shenghua City have always believed in self-reliance and have always believed that there is no difficulty in defeating Shenghua City, the people in Shenghua City are still desperate. The leader of the Wanhua God Sect has already contained all the forces in Shenghua City.  It is difficult for the senior brother to burn his soul, not to mention that there is another Dark Dragon King at this moment. No one knows the specific strength of the Dark Dragon King, but one thing is certain, even if the Dark Dragon King is not as good as the Supreme Leader and Master Wu Qingyun,  But it's definitely not that far apart. Such a powerful enemy cannot be defeated by numbers alone. After hearing the leader's shout, the Dark Dragon King suddenly took action.  Its body curled up slightly, then stretched out, as if stretching, it opened its huge mouth and yawned again, and then it staggered towards it.  Shenghua City flew down. Xuanyuan Sword is not in Shenghua City, and all the masters of the Transcendent Realm are not in Shenghua City. No one can stop the Dark Dragon King from falling down, and everyone knows this truth.  He also understood. But Yunyang still did not hesitate, nor did he stop his progress. Yunyang was still deep in thought, and was still moving forward slowly, as if he had no idea what was happening in the outside world.  The roar was still going on without stopping for a moment, but at this moment, it sounded like there was a little more powerlessness and helplessness in the roar. But at this moment, the one who was placed by Zhao Ke on the stone pier at the head of Shenghua City.  , the only relic returned to the master Wu Qingyun of Shenghua City by the Supreme Leader, the cyan cloth suddenly moved. There was no wind at this moment, no wind at all, but the cloth suddenly floated.  It was like a kite, floating in the air, spinning around, and then disappeared. I don¡¯t know where it flew. It flew over the city wall, flew over the houses, and flew over.  In the open space, it flew over the market It flew freely, and under the shining of the bright moon, it was like an elf flying in the night sky.  It was at this moment that Yunyang raised his head.  When Yunyang raised his head, the piece of cloth flew right in front of Yunyang.  It was floating in front of Yunyang, never wanting to leave.  Looking at this piece of cloth, Yunyang showed a thoughtful expression.  This piece of cloth comes from the master Wu Qingyun, and Wu Qingyun is Yunyang's master and the life and death friend of Yunyang's father Yun Song.  In this world, it is not an exaggeration to say that Wu Qingyun is the closest person to Yunyang.  Although Yunyang has never seen this master before.  The piece of cloth seemed reluctant to leave Yunyang, always hovering in front of Yunyang and refusing to leave.  Although Yunyang's mind was empty at the moment, Yunyang still couldn't help but blush.  Yunyang knew that this cloth was the only relic left by his master Wu Qingyun, and it also carried the last bit of faith that his master Wu Qingyun left in this world.  Now, this last bit of faith has to say goodbye to Yunyang.  After this belief disappears, Wu Qingyun will completely disappear from this world without leaving any traces.  This is a farewell, the last bit of spiritual thought and my farewell to the great man who raised me, taught me, and protected me and the entire Shenghua City.  The piece of cloth floated to Yunyang's face and touched Yunyang's face gently - just like a father's rough hands touching his son's face.  During this touch, Yunyang felt that Wu Qingyun seemed to be telling him something, but he could not describe it in detail.  "Master, don't worry, don't worry" Yunyang murmured to himself.  After that, the strip of cloth never stopped in front of Yunyang, but continued to float, float, and float into the sky, all the way to the side of the Dark Dragon King (To be continued, please searchPiaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster! 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