"You... the Martial Saint and the Ten Capitals are both. Even though you are obsessed with martial arts, why should you be so urgent?"

"That's the road to immortals and Buddhas, the path to immortality..."

Jiang Wuyang felt regretful.

Even the closer you get to see the amazing transformation after the person’s breakthrough, the more regrets you feel.

Because he knew very well what it means to cut off the path of immortals and Buddhas at this time of heaven...

"How can things in the world be as satisfactory?"

Unfortunately, Yang Yu naturally has it in his heart.

He naturally understood this truth after two lifetimes and twenty years of fighting in the world.

Whether it is Fan Ruyi, or the old demon, the old demon, has his own plan.

No one will wait for you to reach the top step by step, and then beat yourself to death...

But that's all.

"Besides, it may not be irreparable..."

"remedy?"

Jiang Wuyang sighed and shook his head in his heart:

"That's, never before..."

The realm of the Martial Saint is closely related to the ten. Both of them need to be possessed with the fruit of Tao to achieve success. Naturally, strong people in ancient and modern times have all aimed at both.

If someone first becomes the Martial Saint and then becomes the Shidu, such rumors will not be passed down.

“Never before?”

Seeing that although Yang Yu was thinking about something, Jiang Wuyang didn't care much, he didn't say much.

But a hint of hesitation arose in my heart.

Without the hope of immortals and gods, even though the Martial Saint achieved this moment, is it still the "good wood" he wants...

Yang Yu could guess Jiang Wuyang's thoughts vaguely, but he didn't care much about it.

Just as he doesn't care about coming up and leaving, he doesn't care about leaving.

Once he made a breakthrough, he felt that his vision and mentality had been changed indescribable. He did not have the mood to talk about this matter. His eyes turned and he looked at the silly thunder master:

"Rebirth with the body?"

Breakthrough in seclusion is not a dead end. Even at the most critical moment, Yang Yu still has some thoughts to perceive the outside world.

For ordinary people, this is naturally incredible, but before he broke through, his five senses were no less than the Martial Saint.

He only realized this after breaking through.

After crossing this gate, the warrior's perception will increase greatly. If the perception cannot match it, even if it is extremely powerful, it will not be able to fight with it.

Therefore, he also heard the communication between the two.

【Han Long (Master of Yin Lei)】

【Fate:?(disappeared)】

【Fate:?(disappeared)】

【Status; dying】

Is this a failure or a success?

"Take a house?"

Jiang Wuyang's expression was slightly tight:

"In this world, is there really a saying of taking over a body?"

With the emergence of the remains of immortals and Buddhas, from ancient times to the present for three thousand years, almost no emperor has been yearning for it, whether it is a mediocre king or a master of talent and strategy.

With the result of the upward and downward effect, in the past three thousand years, it is beyond human imagination that people who have made many attempts to seek immortality and seek immortality.

Taking over the house, as the name suggests, is to take over his house and regard himself as a person, who first proposes it cannot be considered.

But its original intention is to cultivate a life-long life-like body of a young man similar to himself...

However, this has long been believed to be undesirable.

Because human spirit and flesh are inseparable, even if there is a master of supernatural power that controls the magical power of the soul and soul leaving the body, it cannot occupy the body of others and live.

But looking at the pool of mud in front of him, Jiang Wuyang couldn't help but feel shaken.

Because this person is really not Han Long...

"It's hard to say whether there is any."

With his muscles and bones stretched, Yang Yu didn't say much. He flicked his finger and attached his chin.

Then, there was a shocking scream:

"Ah...you, you are so humble..."

Bang!

The voice came to an abrupt end.

Looking at the head that suddenly burst open, Jiang Wuyang's eyes twitched wildly, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold.

At this moment, he clearly felt the extreme violence.

That is a kind of violence, even if you are yourself, you will be beaten to death if you have any disagreement...

"If you can't speak, then stop talking!"

After shook his sleeves without any dust on them, Yang Yu opened his eyes and breathed, suppressing the murderous intent that was surging in his heart.

Buzz ~

The moment the body was broken, a gray-black gas surged from the rotten flesh.

"You, how dare you destroy..."

The sharp hissing that ordinary people cannot hear came to an abrupt end in an instant, and a shock and horror flashed across the illusory soul's face.

Without the constraints of the body shell, he finally felt the breath of "God" in the person in front of him.

"Star God? No, ghost God?! No, no, no, extreme, extreme great god?!!"

The illusory soul body almost exploded, and the Yin Lei Lord was extremely terrified. He wanted to say something, but was swallowed into his stomach by the sudden appearance of the purple gold gourd.

"You, you killed him, kill him?"

There seemed to be a faint scream in his ears, and Jiang Wuyang opened his mouth, feeling speechless.

"Yang still has important things to do, so let's go."

After waiting for the purple gold gourd to collect its soul body, Yang Yu opened his eyes and just got a little bit. Before he finished speaking, he had already come out dozens of feet away.

Jiang Wuyang wanted to speak but stopped, but he still stopped.

"Yang Yu..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Thinking back on the creepy moment, Jiang Wuyang sighed in his heart, but unfortunately, such a peerless figure broke his own way.

At the same time, I am also confused.

Once upon a time, he was also very energetic and asked himself that there was nothing difficult in the world, but only after witnessing the power of the changes in the sky did he realize the horror of it.

Looking at the bloody and bloody body in front of me, thousands of words turned into a long sigh:

"In this great world, where should I go to the island of Kanfeng?"

...

...

Ding'an Road, Youzhou City.

As King Ding'an did not leave the city, there was no war in Youzhou, and gradually became lively. The city gate that had been closed for a long time also had pedestrians and caravans.

"This Li Chuang has a bit of a master's appearance..."

The person who spoke was a gray-robed old man in a bad state. He was looking at Youzhou City when his little apprentice dragged his sleeves.

"If you don't leave, your disciple will be hungry!"

Shan Sheng dragged his master to the nearby restaurant. When he entered, he ordered a large table of dishes, mostly meat and vegetables, and he ate them happily.

But after eating for a while, my master suddenly disappeared.

"I'm not ashamed to eat for free?"

Ignoring the whine of the disciples behind me, Mu Qingliu stepped a little on his toes and had already walked to a bustling alley.

This place is not a prosperous place, but at this moment, the crowds are very popular, and various vendors naturally follow it.

Mu Qingliu lowered his eyebrows and bought an oil-paper umbrella by the road, and followed the pedestrians to the alley.
To be continued...