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Chapter 1090 The End(1/2)

Open the book of life and death.

The mysterious breath of the avenue turns into fairy mist.

Cui Jianlu was found clearly.

The Book of Life and Death records Cui Jianlu's life and marks the date of his death.

To be precise, he is dead, but his soul still exists in the world.

Because the future soul was taken away, without a future, he could only lie in the mysterious coffin and wait for the soul to return to its place. Unfortunately, the ancestor of the Cui family could not take the soul from the Zunhun Banner.

Come forward.

The defeated troops built a high platform.

The Lord of Hades standing at the top waved the soul flag.

call.

The avenue of life and death outlines a pair of shackles, and the breath of yin and yang carves a sacred seal.

A vast deserted platform is vaguely visible, as if it were an ancient tomb encompassing the world.

Chaos turns into ghosts and ghosts.

A figure then appeared.

Taiyin refines the body, and the sun refines the spirit.

Form and spirit are unified, and the other side can be expected.

Next to the peach blossom of life and death and the yin and yang millstone, the originally broken flower of the other side changed.

Under the inspiration of the great road, the broken flower of the other shore bloomed again, but this time it should not be called the flower of the other shore, but the flower of reincarnation.

The Tao breathed out.

There was a tinkling sound.

A high-pitched and obscure curse was spoken.

"Cui Jianlu."

"The soul is back!"

hoarse.

Ethereal.

There were calls from ghosts and gods.

Behind him, the eternal platform that existed since ancient times began to rotate with the opening of the yin and yang millstone.

Boom!

Russia.

The dazed soul walked out of the rotating void formed by the yin and yang millstone.

Those who knew the soul were the first to exclaim.

"Cui Jianlu!"

"What kind of method is this? It can summon the soul by name, and capture the soul of a person with just a treasure derived from the avenue!"

"..."

"incredible."

"I heard that Cui Jianlu's soul was taken away by that magic weapon first."

"That would be even more terrifying. Once part of the soul is taken away, the whole person will become a puppet."

"..."

Not to mention the great sages who were as silent as a cicada, even the Dao Lords who were watching all had serious expressions on their faces.

In the past, although there was a risk of their death if they took action, everyone had the means to survive.

No matter how bad things get, you can still live a second life with the help of the remaining scrolls.

It's different now.

Death is not terrible, and it doesn't matter if the body dies and the Tao disappears. What is terrible is that even if you die, you have to become a servant soul above, and you will be driven by others forever.

This is what is truly terrifying.

Cui Daofeng, who was walking in the void, was furious.

Originally, he wanted to get back the soul of Cui Jianlu, hoping that Cui Jianlu would anchor reincarnation and expand the influence of the Ancient Immortal Tower in the underworld, thereby completely raising the Cui family to a higher level and giving him a chance to create a loose immortal.

Not only did it not come true, it actually caused the other party to step on his old face and steal his soul away in front of him.

This is no longer a slap in the face, but a naked insult.

The Tao cannot be insulted, and the majesty of the great clan cannot be touched.

He really wanted to crush the divine weapon and the Lord of Hades with one blow, but he couldn't.

His reason still told him that he could accept it.

Because the old man holding the sword is much stronger than him.

More importantly, he didn't really lose anything.

"snort!"

"The last madness of Taiyi Shengxian Sect."

"Just enjoy it to your heart's content!" Cui Daofeng's gloomy and livid face revealed a sneer.

He created a sound transmission and threw it to Ping Chaojing.

The Taiyi Sect wanted to use the power of Yin Tian to set rules for the world and regain the imperial status. Many people would not agree to why he should not be the pawn at the front. Since ancient times, no one who stands out has a good end.

He has plenty of time, and Guxianlou also has enough patience.

It immediately broke through the air and left.

Others did not hear what Sanhua Daojun said, but it was obviously not something good.

Looking at Cui Daofeng leaving, old man Ping's eyes were always calm.

No sadness or joy.

He knows what he is doing and understands the sect's goals.

Touching the long sword at his waist, the thin old man moved his eyes to look over.

This sword has accompanied him in battle for too long.

Killed many people.

No words were spoken.

Silently carrying the sword on his back.

In the future, he will use this sword to kill people. He doesn't know how many and who he will kill. Maybe one day he will use this sword to kill himself.

"Thank you, senior!"

"If seniors hadn't taken action, my life would have been in danger."

Wu Rong raised his hands and looked at the old Taoist gentleman who was not tall.

The shadows of ghosts and gods on the side also gave up.

Tu Shanjun was very grateful to the sect for his help. If Taoist Master Ping had not been in charge, the ancestor of the Cui family might have risked his life again if he came.

Ping Chaojing's eyes fell on Wu Rong, he laughed and returned the greeting: "The Lord of the Underworld has praised you very much. Even if I hadn't been there, Cui Daofeng wouldn't have taken action. He is more afraid of you than you."

As he spoke, he looked past Wu Rong and towards the tall monk.

"The three flowers of Taoism will control the world through reincarnation."

"Your path is not easy."

Ping Chaojing let out a long sigh.

Just now, when he didn't say anything, he was observing Tu Shanjun's performance.

Although Tu Shanjun is sad, he is not desperate. On the contrary, there is still a ruthlessness brewing in the desperate situation.

He immediately understood that Tu Shanjun still had a trump card that he had not revealed, so he hurriedly offered words to win him over, lest this ruthless boy really show his true strength and regret it later.

Tu Shanjun's eyes were firmer than ever.

He knew exactly why he wanted to become an immortal.

Until now, he still has not regarded becoming an immortal as his ultimate goal.

Becoming an immortal is a means, not an end.

The war ended.

Taoist masters from various families sent words of congratulations and congratulations, but Wu Rong blocked them all.
To be continued...
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