C48 Combustion

It was precisely because of this that while Sun Yan's memories were in chaos, there was still a trace of faint clarity in his heart. Borrowing that trace of clarity which was not easy to come by, Sun Yan's mind slowly began to calm down … He closed his eyes and opened them. A complicated feeling slowly emerged from within his eyes before it transformed into a sigh.

"You are not him, and I am not Wu Kong … We are all just — poor things, but I have my way, and I will not turn back for a false you, you, go away! " Sun Yan did not say these words, they could only be considered a kind of thought, coming from the soul, on the path to the Yellow Springs … Traceless!

But the moment this thought came to an end, the voice that called out 'Wukong' gradually … It was all as Sun Yan had thought, fake and fake. How could he give up his own path and turn back for the sake of such a fake voice?

This was his helplessness, but it was not his choice. Therefore, at this moment, even though his heart was filled with emotions, and even a hint of sadness, he still took one step forward, and this step was also the same step. The entire black world once again returned to its original scenery of the Bridge of Styx, as if nothing had changed.

But strangely, his three steps had already crossed the bridge and reached the end of the bridge. He had stepped onto another platform, and the other bridge was the other bridge … Sun Yan's gaze was clear and bright. Even though everything that happened just now was extremely moving to his memory, to be honest, it was not even comparable to his dream. Therefore, to him, it was basically not affected in the slightest!

Just like before, after a few minutes, the platform he was on, once again started to collapse. Sun Yan shook his head, and in the midst of tranquility, he once again stepped onto the second bridge.

What Sun Yan did not know was that the moment he crossed the first bridge, Mo Cheng, who was seated cross-legged in the middle of the bridge, suddenly opened his eyes. His brows twitched as he looked in Sun Yan's direction, and after a while, he muttered to himself, "The Eighty-first Bridge of the Netherworld, each bridge, is also a choice, and is also a kind of life … Although my cultivation is weak, in truth, my willpower has reached the peak of one kind. Even I may not be able to walk through yellow spring bridge so calmly … "

"It looks like my deduction of ten thousand years wasn't wrong. He, or he, can help me remove the's calamity … …" "Hmm?" Suddenly, Mo Cheng stopped, his eyes revealing a look of worry, he was silent for a long time, then he shifted his gaze, looking at the top of Bewitching Sky Palace: "Finally?"

At this time, Mo Qian Sect.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, and thunder rumbled in the sky, as if the end of the world had come. If one were to go far away from the Mo Qian Sect, however, they would find that the weather was still normal in other places, and this dark sky was only aimed at the Mo Qian Sect!

At this moment in North Ju Lu Chau, the other thirteen sects in the eight sects all felt a slight pressure, as if even if the opponents weren't targeting them, they would still be affected. Because of this, in an instant, the various sect leaders, in order to investigate the situation, immediately used their primordial spirit to talk!

"What's going on?!"

"There's a Ranker whose target seems to be the Mo Qian Sect … But it seems like they will not care about the other sects! "

"What is his cultivation base?"

"He's in the triple mirror, he's very strong, at least in channeloscope!"

"What?!" Everyone was stunned, as if they were extremely afraid of this realm.

"Since that's the case, we should instruct the disciples to quickly activate the protective magical formation to prevent further harm to our sect … Furthermore, the other party was only trying to cause trouble for the Mo Qian Sect, there's no need for that. For a Mo Qian Sect whose face is like the setting sun, what do we care about … "

"Un, that makes sense!"

It was precisely because of this that the North Ju Lu Chau s and the other great sects, with the exception of the Mo Qian Sect s, quickly made their plans. It was as if they had directly separated the Mo Qian Sect s, isolating them completely from the rest of the world!

At this moment, Mo Qian's first peak — Ancestor Mountain.

ink mark looked at the empty space in the Mo Qian Sect and felt a trace of sadness in his heart. He had been in the Mo Qian Sect for about 500 years, and was basically the oldest member of the sect masters.

The only thing he could do was to live and die with the Mo Qian Sect. He had no other choice!

At the same time, behind him, there were eight Peak Masters with different expressions looking at the sky. There were some that were complicated, some that sighed, some that were helpless, some that were shaking their heads …

And on the last day of the day, after all the disciples had been evacuated, they understood that it was time for ink mark to speak …

Of course, ink mark was also aware of this point, so she lightly inhaled, quickly concealed her emotions, turned around, looked at the eight Peak Masters, and expressionlessly said: "I don't want to say anything, I will live and die with Mo Qian, as for your choice, I will not interfere!"

Finishing his words, he turned around and waited.

ink mark no longer looked at the other Peak Masters because there might be some Peak Masters who were waiting for ink mark to say these words. ink mark was clear in his heart, who would leave, who would protect Mo Qian Sect with him …

From time to time, after the Peak Masters had looked at each other for a while, the first person who would choose to leave was the Peak Master of the fifth peak, Zhao Lin. Her relationship with Mo Qian Sect was never very deep, and when she first entered the Mo Qian Sect, it was only to obtain protection.

"I will not forget everything about Mo Qian Sect. If I have the chance in the future … My roots will still remain in this The Great Buddha World in the name of the Mo Qian Sect. With that, Zhao Lin turned and left without any hesitation!

But just as Zhao Lin used the teleportation technique and was about to leave, a cold snort suddenly sounded out in the sky, and following this snort, an extremely berserk cultivation fluctuation suddenly spread out, and in the blink of an eye, it struck onto Zhao Lin's body. Suddenly, Zhao Lin seemed to not be able to react at all, her entire body suddenly trembled, as if she was unable to endure the power, and then, with a loud scream, she broke down, and her Nascent Soul was not even able to escape from it, as though she was going to die without a corpse!

"Hmph, this disciple doesn't understand. It is understandable for him to have left, but since the Peak Master is disloyal, what use is there in keeping it?!" And then, a black-robed old man stepped into the air with absolute majesty, one step at a time, causing all the peak masters who were still alive to be greatly shocked. The only thing they did not know was whether their shock was at the death of Zhao Lin or whether they were shocked that this old man was actually the same as the Mo Qian Shi in the rumors!

"cachexia?!" ink mark's pupils constricted. Among the Peak Masters, other than Liu Lian, only he knew the truth, and in order to deal with this situation, how could he not be prepared?!

As a result, in that instant, he did not say anything, he stepped forward and activated the cultivation technique in his body, his hands quickly forming a seal, immediately activating his technique the moment Mo Cheng and his were close, and in that moment, the entire Ancestral Peak started to shake violently, as though there was something that was awakening!

"Hmm?" At this time, when Mo Cheng saw that the ink mark had taken action, his eyes twitched and frowned, as if he had realised something. Without hesitation, he extended his left hand towards the ink mark and waved it lightly.

"Wu Xingyan, help me stall for ten breaths!" And in that moment of life and death, ink mark's gaze congealed, and she quickly used her primordial spirit sound transmission.

"Alright... I owe you this life! " Wu Xingyan's expression changed, she immediately moved, and did not delay at all, because he knew, the current ink mark only believed in him!

In an instant, Wu Xingyan let out a loud shout, and all of the blood vessels in her body immediately ignited. In the midst of her indignant and grief, she gritted her teeth and in the blink of an eye, she suddenly appeared in front of the violent wind …

It had to be known, Wu Xingyan's cultivation was only at the early stage of Soul Formation, and to block the cachexia, he only had one choice. The Killing technique she could use, was to burn her primordial spirit and use her own life in exchange … In the space of ten breaths!

"No, I owe you one!"

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