Indifferent words floated out from the mouth of the white-haired boy. As the words sounded, the surrounding area fell silent for a moment. However, this brief silence was broken by a slightly cold voice.
"Arrogant!" He Xudao's eyes were slightly cold, and the aura around him tore apart the surrounding space in a flash, and a huge space crack spread towards the white-haired boy like a crazy blade. All of this
It's not intentional, it's just because the aura from He Xudao's body spreads out. After reaching their level of cultivation, every word and deed has great power. Even if the real body is not coming at this time, its power is
It was far beyond what Ling Lin or even Elder Mo could guess.
"Are you arrogant?" Looking at the spreading space cracks, the indifference in the white-haired boy's expression did not diminish at all. He did not see any movement, he just lowered his head slightly and looked at the spreading space cracks. That number
The ten-foot-sized space crack suddenly dissipated when it approached the three-foot radius around him, and the ferocious space healed once again.
"Then I'll show you my arrogance." The white-haired boy suddenly raised his lowered head, and a cold and stern look flashed in his indifferent eyes. As he finished speaking, his long silver-white hair suddenly started to flutter.
, while fluttering, a long hair suddenly broke off from the white-haired boy's head. The next moment, the long silver-white hair appeared in front of He Xudao.
All this took less than a moment in the eyes of Ling Lin and others, but in the eyes of He Xudao, it seemed as if it had been infinitely slowed down. The long silver-white hair flew towards him quickly after tearing apart the space.
"If you want to use this method to send me away, you think too highly of yourself." He Xudao looked slightly angry. He had known the white-haired boy for countless years, and it was basically clear how strong both sides were. Although this place is
Qingmu Xing and He Xudao only temporarily resided their consciousness in He Chuan's body, so they would inevitably suffer some disadvantages during the battle. However, at this time, the white-haired boy only used his consciousness to condense a body composed of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If there is a pressure between the two,
Normally, it would be hard to tell who was stronger and who was weaker without a real battle. Now the words of the white-haired boy undoubtedly angered He Xudao.
While speaking, He Xudao's eyes flashed with cold light, and he stretched out his hand to grab the long silver-white hair that swept over him almost instantly. Just when he was about to touch the long silver-white hair, a feeling suddenly rose in He Xudao's heart.
Uneasy, he hesitated slightly with his extended palm. He raised his head and suddenly looked at the white-haired boy not far away. It was this look that made his heart skip a beat, because he saw something in the white-haired boy's eyes.
A hint of ridicule!
"Let's disperse."
The white-haired boy spoke indifferently. At the same time, He Xudao's palm finally touched the silver-white hair. However, at this moment, a faint light suddenly flashed on the silver-white hair.
"This is impossible!" The silver-white hair has disappeared, and He Xudao's originally calm face has already set off a big wave of exaggeration. His eyes are fixed on the white-haired boy not far away. He Xudao's face is full of shock.
Suddenly a hint of bitterness appeared, "You have made a breakthrough."
As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of blood suddenly appeared on He Xudao's eyebrows. A trace of bright red blood kept splashing out from the tiny blood hole, flowing down He Xudao's cheek.
"Sect Master!" Everything happened so quickly that the three of Ling and Lin didn't even realize that everything was over. Looking at the small hole on He Xudao's eyebrows that was constantly splattered with blood, Elder Mo looked shocked. He Xudao looked shocked.
As the leader of the Houtu Sect, Dao has been in charge of the Houtu Sect for nearly ten thousand years. His monastic career is even longer than that of the white-haired boy. The Houtu Sect has the current prestige.
He fought hard. Among the many monks of the Houtu Sect, the sect leader He Xudao is the symbol of being undefeated. But today, he has lost...
"Immortality, is this immortality?"
After feeling bitter, He Xudao recovered in an instant. Even though blood spattered on his forehead, He Xudao's face showed a look of aftertaste. He felt extremely seriously that the silver-white hair penetrated his palm and penetrated into his eyebrows.
When he was there, there was a trace of unique aura left behind. What this aura revealed was exactly the realm he had dreamed of.
Amidst the blood splattering, the small blood hole on his forehead has not yet condensed. Suddenly, a faint light emanates from He Xudao's body. In the dim light, He Xudao's body begins to dissipate from his feet.
Bit by bit it turned into nothingness.
This scene was a bit scary, but He Xudao was still immersed in the previous insights and seemed not to notice the situation at all. Suddenly, He Xudao's eyes flashed with light, and a strange aura emanated from his body. He raised his head.
, looking at the indifferent-looking white-haired boy, He Xudao suddenly raised his hand and said, "Thank you."
Nodding slightly, the white-haired boy said nothing more.
"This matter was initiated by Chuan'er first. Now that he is dead, he has understood the matter. From now on, I, the Houtu Sect, will never mention the matter of Xue Qingyao again." As his body dissipated, He Xudao looked calm.
He opened his mouth. This body belonged to He Chuan. At this time, the silver-white hair was completely annihilated by flying ashes. Naturally, He Chuan would also completely dissipate with the body.
As soon as the words fell, He Xudao, who had dissipated to the upper half of his body, brushed the Buddha's hand, and an invisible wave swept out from his palm, instantly covering Elder Mo on the side. In an instant, the space where Elder Mo was located completely collapsed.
When he came down, Elder Mo's figure disappeared from the sight of Ling Lin and others.
"Farewell."
The body had completely disappeared, and a powerful thought revealed a trace of fluctuation. But immediately, this powerful thought shattered the void and disappeared into nothingness.
From the appearance of He Chuan to He Xudao and the arrival of the white-haired boy's thoughts, this series of events actually happened in a very short time. However, so many things happened in just a few minutes, especially He Xudao and the white-haired boy.
The impact that the young man brought to Ling Lin could be said to be unparalleled. For the first time, he saw that there was such a powerful existence in the world. Just the thought of it could completely surpass the power of a monk in the Broken Realm.
"Master has made a breakthrough?!"
Watching He Xudao disappear into nothingness, Li Xuan suddenly shook his body, his face showed a look of ecstasy, and he excitedly said to the white-haired boy.
"Well, a breakthrough." The white-haired boy looked up at the endless sea of clouds churning above, and said calmly, but his calm tone still couldn't hide the emotion. At the last moment, he had been trapped for countless years, and now
It was finally a complete breakthrough.
"The Houtu Sect..."
Looking at the white-haired boy, Li Xuan's expression moved slightly and he suddenly spoke.
As if he knew what Li Xuan wanted to ask, the white-haired boy said calmly: "Why should Dao know how to do it?" As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired boy turned his eyes and looked at Ling Lin who was hesitant to speak, his eyebrows raised.
He frowned slightly and said, "Take her out and show her to Master."
"Yes." After hearing this, Ling Lin looked happy. Under the roll of his sleeves, a milky white coffin suddenly appeared in front of Ling Lin. Looking at the figure in the coffin, Ling Lin couldn't help but feel sad.
There was a sharp stabbing pain.
"Please master, please save Ning Ning."
Suddenly, Ling Lin's eyes moved from the figure in the coffin to the white-haired boy beside him, with a trace of red in his eyes. Ling Lin knelt down directly towards the white-haired boy. However, before Ling Lin could
Kneeling down, a softness immediately enveloped him, and under this softness, his body involuntarily stood upright again.
"Junior brother, master doesn't like to bow down." At this moment, Li Xuan's voice rang in Ling Lin's ears. As he spoke, Li Xuan winked at Ling Lin.
"The soul is broken, and the remaining soul is gone, but there is still a trace left, and there is no hope. But..." The white-haired boy frowned slightly and said slowly.
"but what?"
Hearing the word "but", Ling Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad premonition. He hurriedly spoke. However, as soon as he said these words, Ling Lin regretted a little, bowed and said, "Disciple is in a hurry.
"
"There is only a trace of the remnant soul left. To wake it up, this is definitely not something that a monk can do." The white-haired boy frowned for a long time, then shook his head, "This is not something that a master can do.
of."
"Is there nothing I can do about it, master?" Li Xuan's expression changed slightly as he looked at Ling Lin, who was trembling in pain beside him.
"The reason why the remnant soul has not dispersed at this time is because of the effect of the soul bead. If the soul bead is dispersed, the remnant soul will be completely annihilated in less than half a day." The white-haired boy looked at the figure in the coffin and pondered for a moment.
, and then said, "It is difficult for even those who have surpassed being a master to repair this kind of almost dissipated remnant soul."
Standing quietly next to the coffin, Ling Lin's eyes were filled with the figure lying in the coffin. After being stimulated by the Chen family and some of Zi Lin's previous words, even if Ling Lin heard
This news can be called bad news. Although it hurts my heart, I can still stay awake for a while.
"Even if no one can save Ning Ning, I will find the supreme treasure that can repair the remnant soul." Ling Lin secretly said in his heart, and the determination in his eyes looking at the white figure became more and more intense.
It is obvious that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will devote all his efforts to it.
"But..." At this moment, the white-haired boy's eyes suddenly flashed, and a cold aura came out of the body that was condensed from spiritual energy, and there was a cruel look in his eyes, "If it were you
If you can reach the ancestral realm, what does all this mean?"