The soul pressure like a turbulent wave, like a scourge, swept towards the Wangchen Mountain Range crazily. If this pressure were allowed to come to the mountain range, at least 70% of the souls of the tens of thousands of guests at the banquet would suffer irreversible damage. [
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This method of attacking ordinary people indiscriminately is undoubtedly cruel, but the effect is amazing. It can completely hold back about half of the Wangchen Sect's manpower. After all, how can the Wangchen Sect, who is now famous, allow him to come to express his congratulations?
The guests suffered an unreasonable disaster. If word spread, the Wangchen Sect would lose its face.
"What force is so rampant that they dare to break into the Wo Wangchen Sect today."
Shui Wuhen's face full of smiles collapsed in an instant, and the sky-blue ice flames fluttered in the palm of his hand, turning into a square-shaped painted halberd. He walked very fast, and the guests in the Wangyou Temple could only see the afterimages. Shui Wuhen
Hen had already left the temple, standing proudly in the void within the protective formation, with terrifying arcs of electricity surging wantonly in his eyes.
Dao Hui and Yiyun originally wanted Shui Wuhen to have a good time, but Shui Wuhen's two consecutive moves, whether it was the painted halberd transformed by his vitality or the unheard-of movement technique, left them speechless and fighting for a while.
For hundreds of years, they have been most familiar with Shui Wuhen's strength, but now, Shui Wuhen has left them far behind. Even if his level has not been improved, his combat power is no longer comparable to theirs.
Apart from Feng Yu's guidance, there was no better reason to explain such rapid progress. They were jealous, jealous to the point of crushing their teeth. They regretted for underestimating Feng Yu's growth space so many times.
The night seized the opportunity and annihilated the remaining brilliance of the sunset. The mountain wind blew like a knife, whining, adding a gloomy color to the mountains.
Shui Wuhen stood silently, the evening breeze fluttered the ribbon that tied his hair, his loose green clothes were blown up by the wind, Fang Tian's painted halberd exuded a hazy light curtain in the darkness that had just fallen, making Shui Wuhen look like
The banished immortal who became immortal and ascended.
Under his feet, a large number of Wangchen Sect disciples, in small groups, organized defensive formations in an orderly manner to isolate themselves from the surging soul pressure. Although the guests within the formation were frightened, the heavy pressure was still there.
Has been eliminated invisible.
This group of disciples, even the newcomers who have just started, are showing their composure and cultivation far beyond their peers that amazes outsiders.
After being tempered by blood and tears, they have already made a qualitative leap in their character. Feng Yu keeps releasing the disc of reincarnation every day and night, allowing them to understand the world of mortals and understand the great road. Their state is like sitting on a flying sword.
Even the rapid promotions and limitations in talent can't stop this terrifying trend. In fact, when it comes to overall quality, the disciples of the Wangchen Sect are unmatched by any sect in the world.
The low-level disciples suffered heavy losses last time, and Feng Yu felt deeply guilty for this. He disliked owing favors by nature. He could not save those disciples who sacrificed for him, but he would never allow the tragedy to happen again, at least while he was still there.
In the human world, no one can even think of hurting the disciples of the Wangchen Sect.
The uniform momentum merged silently, and the Wangchen Mountain Range rose up with an unprecedented momentum, like a horned dragon breaking free from its shackles, crossing the sky, and the pressure of the soul from the outside world could hardly surpass the thunder pool.
"war."
Thousands of mouths roared in unison. The strong blood energy entrenched in their heavenly spirit caps, and the fearless fighting spirit set off an indestructible hurricane. Even the children of the guests who were babbling were infected by this boiling fighting spirit.
, screamed, the adults were even more excited, feeling the blood boiling like never before, and the kind of blood-spurting pleasure that most of them have never had the opportunity to taste in their lives.
Just as the saying goes, a vigorous effort, then weakened, and three times exhausted, the unknown enemy's vigorous efforts were actually interrupted by Shui Wuhen and a group of ant-like disciples. This incredible thing made the VIPs who came out from the Temple of Wangyou to watch the battle feel inexplicable.
, they are all masters of the world, and the power entrenched in the distance is almost the sum of several sects. Although they have not released all their power, it is still very strange that Shui Wuhen can resist it so easily.
"Let Luo Fengyu come out to see me, otherwise I will crush the Wangchen Mountains today."
The clear sound of the human fireworks faded away, causing the world to become silent for an instant. Shui Wuhen recognized the owner of the voice. His face changed slightly, but his eyes suddenly became solemn. He remained silent. After a while, he sighed, "
The Wangchen Sect is not easy to bully, today is Feng Yu’s wedding day, so please respect yourself, girl.”
Shui Wuhen's words, cut off from beginning to end, sounded like the most ridiculous riddle to everyone's ears, and everyone was confused for a moment.
"Haha, haha." Sharp and harsh laughter echoed in the sky, Shui Wuhen frowned, but a thunderous scolding suddenly sounded in his ears, "When will you allow you to comment on the matter between me and him?
Marriage, such a big wedding, I would like him to treat me to a wedding drink if he has the guts."
Syllable after syllable, the sharp avenue was beating, and every word was heart-breaking. Shui Wuhen felt like he was inside a big bronze bell, pounding without interruption, as if it was going to shake his soul out. Fortunately, Feng Yu sent him
Give him a rough embryo of a top-quality Taoist weapon, called the Heaven Transformation Ring, which can be integrated into his own sea of consciousness and eliminate the dual attacks of the Taoist Dao and his soul.
Even so, his face suddenly turned pale. After all, the Heaven Transformation Ring was a rough embryo that had not yet been refined. Even though 90% of the Tao power was dissolved, the remaining 10% was enough for him to drink a pot.
"Girl, last time I left calmly, I thought she had given up. Why are you so aggressive today?"
If Feng Yu did not appear, Shui Wuhen could not take a step back. Even if he knew clearly that he was not the opponent's opponent, he could not. Guarding the glory of the sect was an unshirkable responsibility as the leader of a sect. As long as he was the leader of the sect for a day,
This responsibility rests on his shoulders day by day.
With a cold snort, rhombus-shaped snowflakes were flying all over the sky. A pair of deep and cold eyes stared at Shui Wuhen from the endless void. The corners of Shui Wuhen's mouth twitched violently, and cold sweat flowed down his back, and his whole body seemed to
They all froze. Shui Wuhen secretly sighed in his heart, it was indeed not the same level. One look seemed to hold the supreme authority over his life and death.
"For the sake of your pride, I repeat once again, let him come to see me. If he talks nonsense again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
The sonorous sound, if resolute, is better than an oath to the heavenly alliance. Shui Wuhen is sure that if he moves his tongue again, this life will probably be the end.
"Linglong, you finally came."
Out of the void, a handsome young man walked out. He was dressed in simple wedding clothes and did not wear any extravagant accessories. However, his invisible temperament made everyone dare not look directly at him. He himself was more dazzling than the most dazzling gems in the world, and there was no need to
Rely on external objects to cover up.
Feng Yu's face became clearer, and although her tone was calm, her long eyelashes trembled slightly. At this moment, she stood with her hands behind her hands, and she had to respectfully give up a piece of heaven and earth even for the endless momentum. Countless reverence, jealousy, and bitter eyes were projected towards Feng Yu from below.
Yu, but Feng Yu seemed not to notice at all, his eyes made of stars looked at the beautiful figure hidden in the void.
"Yes, I'm here. If you sent me a wedding invitation, don't you just want me to come?"
The faint pain was buried by Ruyuan's hatred. Her voice was very low, but every word was like thunder, making all living things bow their heads.
Feng Yu was speechless. The wedding invitation to Linglong was indeed written and sent by himself. In fact, even he himself didn't understand why he did this. When he saw the guest list drawn up by Shui Wuhen, he was filled with joy. Suddenly he was shrouded in a cloud of sadness. He held the bright red wedding invitation and sat there in confusion for a whole day and night. Wuxie and Xiluan looked at it from afar with distress, but did not bother to interfere. They understood that there were some things. If Feng Yu didn't open his eyes, , no one can persuade me.
After thinking for a whole day, fine stubble even appeared on his smooth chin. Finally, a ray of light shot out from Feng Yu's empty pupils, and he used the Law of the Great Dao as a pen to imprint Linglong's name on a wedding invitation.
He understands that now, the gap between him and Linglong is too big to be bridged, but he always hopes to give Linglong and himself another chance, a chance to get back together. As long as Linglong is willing to admit her mistakes, he will accept everything. You can forget about it.
He does not ask Linglong to marry him, he only hopes that Linglong can stay with him forever, otherwise half of his heart will be empty, and even Feng Yu cannot dispel that suffocating emptiness.
The past is a memory engraved deep in the soul and cannot be erased at all. If you force it to be forgotten, you will deny the past and the path you have walked.
"Can we talk alone, just you and me, okay?"
When he saw the dark crowd, Feng Yu was a little upset. Although he had expected the worst case scenario, he was still disgusted. If Linglong hadn't been there, he would have liked to use the Gate of Reincarnation to crush them into dregs.
"I once said that if we meet again in this life, things will still be different with Tao Hua. There is nothing left to talk about between you and me. Besides, wouldn't I have come to attack your Wangchen Sect if you hadn't met today?"
"Just them?" Feng Yu smiled contemptuously, but the taste in his mouth was even more bitter than eating Coptis chinensis.
"Of course they can't, but if I trap you, how many people here do you think can survive?"
As soon as Linglong said this, the smiles on Dao Hui and Yiyun's faces suddenly disappeared. Listening to Linglong's intention, he actually wanted to trap and kill them together.
"What do you want to do to seek revenge from him? I'm going to take the first step." Dao Hui, who had gained nothing, didn't want to get into trouble. Unfortunately, the moment he stepped into the Wangchen Mountains, he was destined to lose everything. The right to leave.
"Noisy." The slap formed by the law of the great road came, and Dao Hui traveled through time and space, but the slap followed him like a shadow. A crisp sound sounded, and Dao Hui fell out of the void. All the teeth in his mouth were broken, and the red palm prints were like the marks of punishment. humiliating him.
"If you have the guts to come and congratulate his wedding, you should be prepared to risk your life at my hands."