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The four of them suddenly felt irritated, and the memories of the past completely emerged. All the dissatisfactions in their hearts in this life, and all the things that filled them with hatred, echoed in their minds.
Suddenly, the entire sky became dark, it was inexplicably darkened, and the light seemed to be refracted and shined in other places.
"The sea of hatred is boundless." At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan read out four words. When these four words were read out, the whole space trembled. His hands were filled with true energy and moved in the void.
Mysterious trajectories were drawn out one after another, full of strange power.
As Yuwen Zhouyuan moved, circles of ripples spread out with him as the center. A heavy breath filled the sky and earth. Countless small water droplets condensed in the void and dripped down. This was not formed by water, but
It is condensed from unique energy.
"Ah..." Yang Wannian roared, and a terrifying momentum surged out of his body, stirring up the clouds in all directions.
Yang Wannian's roar seemed to come from the heart, shaking everyone's soul.
Yang Wannian's body trembled and he woke up. The other three people also woke up. They all woke up after being affected by Yang Wannian's roar.
There was a hint of confusion in the eyes of the four people. When they saw Yuwen Zhouyuan, their eyes burst out with light, and they immediately differentiated between memories and reality, and there was a hint of fear in their eyes.
At this time, small water droplets in the void fell on their bodies and penetrated directly.
The four people's bodies were trembling and their spirits were listless.
"His attack is too weird, let's be careful." The old man said, enduring the pain from his soul and body. At the same time, the aura shield on his body was raised, preparing to resist the dripping liquid drops.
Seeing the old man's appearance, Yang Wannian and the others also put up the Gang Qi shield one after another, but the dripping liquid beads were not affected by the Gang Qi shield at all.
Their bodies were constantly shaking, as if a force was torturing their souls and decomposing their bodies.
"I don't believe it. I can't resist your attack." The old man used all his strength and kept thinking about shooting out the surroundings with his palms. Those dripping liquid beads changed their direction slightly.
Seeing this, the old man's eyes showed a trace of joy. He knew that this was the way to deal with that strange power, and immediately shouted: "Use the wind of your palm to push away those dripping liquid drops, as long as they don't let those dripping liquid droplets melt into our body."
The body can break through this attack."
Upon hearing this, the other three people all fired violent palm winds in the surroundings, intending to change the trajectory of the liquid droplets. Although some of the liquid droplets changed their trajectory, there was still a part that did not change and merged into their bodies.
"A rage." At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan recited four words again. The aura on his body became heavier, and the movements between his hands were also fast and heavy.
The space rippled, and strange auras continued to surge. Suddenly, countless small black dots appeared in this space, and those small black dots slowly grew larger under the influence of some kind of force.
"Kill... Only by interrupting him can we break his attack." The man in the white robe said feebly while groaning in pain.
After hearing this, the four people's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, and they looked towards Yuwen Zhouyuan with cold thoughts, like sharp knives.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't seem to hear their words or see their eyes, and still kept moving his hands.
"Gather the soil to form a peak." The white-haired old man shouted. Earthy yellow light burst out from his body, and he rose into the sky. The energy between heaven and earth gathered and condensed a huge mountain behind him. This huge mountain peak was in the air.
He punched around his body and then rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Fengxing Tianxia." The man in the white robe suddenly waved his long fan, drawing several trajectories, and then pointed the fan at Yuwen Zhouyuan. In an instant, a strong wind suddenly rose, and countless wind blades were formed. These were all condensed to the extreme.
The wind blade, the wind blade is waving, the trajectory is like a trace of the wind, exuding a sharp energy that can cut everything.
The young man in the green robe just punched him.
"Rumble..." Waves of rumbling sounds sounded, as if the space was broken. The space in front of his fist was obviously different from the surrounding space, as if it was divided into two parts, and supreme power burst out.
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"Shattering Sky Palm." Yang Wannian looked ferocious, and struck out with a palm, which was so powerful that the whole space shook violently, as if it was about to be broken.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes burst out with sharp energy, his hands closed, and the mysterious trajectory was completed.
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the four people with disdain. Four invisible sharp energies were released at the same time, shaking the rules of the world. Most of the attacks of the four of them dissipated in an instant, just like the rising sun and the melting of glaciers.
The remaining attacks no longer pose a threat to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Four terrifying sharp energies were unleashed at once, and Yuwen Zhouyuan's body was a little overwhelmed, and his face turned pale.
The four of them were stunned again. They didn't expect that it would be the same this time. What kind of power was this? Their attack power turned invisible in an instant.
At this time, in this space, those black things that were the size of pigeon eggs formed the shape of flames, jumping and jumping like dancing flames.
"Whoosh whoosh..." All these black flames poured into the bodies of the four people.
The bodies of the four of them were trembling violently, their eyes were filled with intense hatred and anger, and their faces were twisted into a ball, looking as ferocious as they could be.
"Ah..." Yang Wannian couldn't help but roar, his voice hurting his heart, filled with boundless hatred and boundless anger.
Hate and anger are in a mutual relationship. Only when there is hatred in the heart will one be angry. The deeper the hatred, the greater the anger and the more painful it will be.
The black flames burned crazily in their bodies, destroying various organs, tissues and bones of their bodies, and their spirits were also scorched.
The dual physical and mental pain made them scream, and their hands kept scratching on their bodies. After a while, the clothes on their bodies were completely torn, and scratches crawled on their bodies like earthworms.
With.
Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was standing on the ice tree, looked at this scene in surprise. He did not expect that when he combined the powerful skills of hatred and anger, the power would be so amazing.
That's right! There is a deep connection between people's seven emotions and six desires. They are also mutually reinforcing like the five elements. If all these are understood, the attack power will increase a lot. Yuwen Zhouyuan thought in his heart, and in his eyes
The light is getting brighter and brighter.
From this attempt, he saw another direction of these great skills. If all these great skills were used in a certain order, it would definitely produce terrifying power.
"Ah...no...you can't do this to me..." Suddenly, Yang Wannian fell to the ground and rolled over, his face twisted into a ball, then
It's physical pain, mental torture, and spiritual tearing.
"I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong..." The man in the white robe howled, tears streaming down his face, and his body exuded a kind of panic, anger and hatred.
"Kill...kill...kill...you all deserve to die." The man in the green robe waved his fist and blasted randomly around him. Although he had been seriously injured, he was still alive.
Under that powerful anger and hatred, his attack power did not decrease much. The terrifying fist force caused the surrounding space to violently turbulent, creating passages.
"To become a Taoist, you have to go through thousands of hardships and hardships. Looking back, you will not die during the hundreds of years of vicissitudes of life... You will definitely not die. Even God cannot take you away...
"The white-haired old man's wrinkled face was full of wet tears. His hatred and anger originated from himself.
Standing on the ice tree, Yuwen Zhouyuan watched all this in silence. After a long time, he sighed slightly, "Everyone has a sad and painful past."
After six breaths, the four of them fully recovered, with dazed expressions on their faces, and their physical auras were much weaker. Both their bodies and spirits had been severely traumatized.
They all fell silent, no one spoke, and no one looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, as if they were still thinking about the sadness, pain and anger they just recalled.
"Ahem..." Yang Wannian blinked his gloomy eyes and coughed up a mouthful of blood. It was also a sign of heartache and mental pain.
Yuwen Zhouyuan floated down and stood in front of them.
The four of them all turned their gazes to Yuwen Zhouyuan, with complex lights in their eyes. The emotions were very complex, and they were a combination of multiple emotions.
"I didn't expect that one day I would recall those things in the past. Some things, even though they are hidden deep in my heart and dusted, will still come to mind one day. Those things cannot be forgotten just because they can be forgotten." The white-haired old man
He sighed and looked at his long white hair. His eyes were full of bitterness, as if he didn't have the slightest hatred or hostility towards Yu Wen Zhouyuan, but he felt somewhat relieved.
"Although I have killed countless people, I never remember when I offended you. Why did you show murderous intent when you saw me? I just want to ask for clarity. If it were the past, I would never ask!" Yang Wan
Nian looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said, he was no longer as cunning and cruel as he was not long ago, and now he was more sentimental.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's appearance changed and returned to the way he was when he fought with Yang Wannian.
"It turns out it's you... No wonder your cultivation level has improved so much." Yang Wannian said with a bitter smile.
"Who is he?" the young man in white robe said in a very hoarse voice.
"He is the one who seriously injured me last time and made me extremely old." Yang Wannian glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said calmly, "This appearance should not be your true appearance!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded lightly and said: "Remember, don't bully young people into poverty. It's getting late. I'll send you on your way!"
After saying that, Yuwen Zhouyuan jumped up to test the sharp energy in his hand, ready to burst out and kill four people.
"Wait." The man in white robe suddenly said.
"What's the matter?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked with a raised eyebrow.