Although the Taoist God said it was easy, he felt a physical pain in his heart for the first time. He had spent a lot of time and money to open up the place where he cultivated the Tao. If he wanted to rebuild it again, it would be impossible.
impossible things.
Because, he can feel that among the three thousand avenues, there is obviously one missing - the way of war!
He has no way to make up for the missing path. From now on, there will always be a missing path in this world!
However, he obviously cares more about the Blood Emperor's clone in front of him than the place where he cultivates the Tao.
The blood emperor's clone just smiled slightly in response to the Taoist God, said nothing more, and closed his eyes again. In front of him, Xing Ji's body had become only the size of a palm.
The Taoist God stared at the blood emperor's clone, and sneered in his heart: "Dongfang Qing, don't let me live up to my expectations of you, hurry up and let the devil's path become a success! Once your devil's path becomes a success, I can go to the road to find immortals and find
That old monk, this time, I will knock on the door to the immortal world, step into it, and become an immortal. No one, not even Ye Dong, can stop me!"
…
The place where the Tao God cultivated his Taoism now seemed to have become a state of chaos before heaven and earth were separated.
With Liu Ling's cultivation level, he couldn't even see through the dense mist that was spreading everywhere. Naturally, he couldn't know the current situation of Ye Dong and the others, and he didn't dare to move randomly because he didn't know how the three of them would fight.
As a result, if Ye Donghe and Jun Buhui win, that will be a good thing.
But if Zhan Jiutian wins, Zhan Jiutian, who has lost his mind and masters the way of war, will definitely be dead if he encounters him.
Just like that, Liu Ling stood quietly, not daring to move, waiting patiently...
At the same time, near the place where Zhan Jiutian was originally located, a cry came from: "Little Junior Brother!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Dong's voice sounded: "I'm fine, and so is Sixth Senior Brother. My Tao has entered Sixth Senior Brother's Tao Heart. Second Senior Brother, please wait a moment!"
"good!"
In the twisting mist, the figure of Jian Zunjun Buhui finally appeared slowly.
Only a moment had passed, but Jun Buhui seemed to have aged ten years, with wrinkles appearing on his handsome face. However, the elegance that seemed to be innate to him had not diminished by half.
Behind him, the golden sword transformed by the Sword God was still on his back.
Jun Buhui didn't pay attention to the surrounding fog, but sat cross-legged in the void. Looking at the direction where Ye Dong's voice came from, his eyes once again showed a trace of exhaustion and sadness, just like Ye Dong's first time that year.
When I saw his statue, the look in his eyes was the same.
"Huh!" Jun Buhui exhaled a long breath, which quickly blended into the surrounding mist.
"It seems that my junior brother must also know, which means that the dream that has troubled me for tens of thousands of years is true. It turns out that I am the soul of the Tao!"
Jun Buhui smiled bitterly and shook his head: "What's even more sad is that my life..."
"Sixth Brother!"
At this moment, Ye Dong's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Jun Buhui's soliloquy: "I am your junior brother Ye Dong, are you awake?"
"Little junior brother!"
Zhan Jiutian's voice rang out immediately: "What's wrong with me? I seem to have had countless dreams. Where is this place? Junior brother, why are you here again?"
"Sixth Brother, this is the place where the Tao God cultivates the Tao. He specially captures the Taoist here, and then puts him into the place where he transforms into the Tao. He uses a special method to transform the Taoist into the Tao, so as to determine whether the other person is the Taoist.
Soul." Ye Dong explained simply: "Second Senior Brother is here too."
"Nurture the Tao? Transform the Tao? The soul of the Tao?" Zhan Jiutian's voice was full of doubts, but when he heard the three words "Second Senior Brother", his doubts were immediately replaced by excitement: "Second Senior Brother?
Jian Zunjun has no regrets? Where is he?"
The fatigue and sadness on Jun Buhui's face were immediately wiped away, a warm smile appeared again, and he spoke out: "I'm here!"
In the mist, the figures of Ye Dong and Zhan Jiutian slowly emerged.
The three people looked at each other, and after a moment, they all looked up to the sky and burst into laughter.
Although they lived in different eras, although they existed at different times, and although it was only the first time they met each other, their common inheritance has made them engraved each other in their blood and in their souls.
.
"Ye Dong has met Second Senior Brother and Sixth Senior Brother!"
"Zhan Tian has met the second senior brother and the younger junior brother!"
"Sixth Junior Brother, Junior Brother, you are very good!"
The three voices sounded almost at the same time, which sounded a bit chaotic, but was soon replaced by a burst of common laughter!
"Two senior brothers, in fact, the ninth senior brother, Wang Dayi, is in the underworld, and the senior brother Xuanyuan Tianjiao is in Jingxiaotian!"
Ye Dong hurriedly told the whereabouts of the two senior brothers.
"So, in addition to the master, my Blood Prison sect is missing five people, the third, fourth, fifth, seventh and eighth! Their whereabouts, junior brother, do you know?"
Jun Buhui's words made Ye Dong fall into silence, because the title "Lao San" was a memory that he never wanted to think of or touch.
But Zhan Jiutian suddenly let out a cold snort: "The third child? Xiao Wuqing, the god of death? He took action twice and killed me one after another. Don't let me see him. Otherwise, even if I try to do the following, I will kill him."
Kill him!"
"What's going on?" Jun Buhui frowned. He had sealed himself in Buhui Sword Realm a long time ago. He was not awakened until Ye Dong appeared, but he followed Jun Aotian again.
, so he was completely unaware of what happened, and it was even less clear why Zhan Jiutian hated Xiao Qingqing so much.
"Sixth Senior Brother, you wrongly blamed Third Senior Brother!" Ye Dong sighed heavily, no longer hiding anything, and told everything that happened to Xiao Qingwu in detail.
After listening, all three people fell into silence.
Mentioning Xiao Wuqing's experience again, for Ye Dong, it was like stabbing him again with a knife on a wound that had never healed.
"Then, the third child is now..."
"Third Senior Brother is dead, but maybe he is not dead yet, because he still has a trace of residual soul, which may have been absorbed by Dao Tu." This is the only thing that comforts Ye Dong: "As for Dao Tu, it is relatively simple.
It’s complicated, but two senior brothers, please rest assured, even if there is only a slight possibility, I will try my best to find a way to resurrect the third senior brother!”
Jun Buhui and Zhan Jiutian suddenly reached out their hands at the same time and put their hands on Ye Dong's shoulders respectively.
"It's not you trying your best, it's us, everyone in our Blood Prison Sect!"