Yang Wu looked at his body in astonishment.

He didn't feel any discomfort.

After the soul disappears, it feels more relaxed.

It was as if he finally had complete control over his own body.

Xuan Gong brings great luck, and the magic power surges.

The only spiritual consciousness that can be used to scan the world is missing.

However, similar magical effects can be simulated to a certain extent using mana.

Even if Luo Tianfeng hides, the former Martingale Wu can still feel each other. That is actually an indescribable burden. Now Luo Tianfeng, the foster father in the sea of ​​consciousness, has disappeared like his soul.

call.

Yang Wu let out a breath of turbidity.

He didn't know what was going on, but he could only see the three-foot-long blood jade gourd spinning in front of him.

He stretched out his hand to take away the blood jade gourd and the soul banner that resided in the gourd.

However, what horrified Yang Wu was that his holy king's body clearly possessed unparalleled strength, but he could not even get close to the gourd.

There is always an invisible wall between his palm and the gourd. No matter how hard he uses his magic power, he can't break through it, even if he uses his magical powers.

boom!

The blood jade gourd tore open the void and fell into it.

Yang Wu watched everything that happened, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

At this moment, he finally realized the bitter and hoarse smile of the adult just now.

At first he couldn't understand it at all.

Now he understands.

Why is the laughter of someone as strong as Tushanjun also full of helplessness?

He knew it completely.

Even with great strength, I still can't grasp a small gourd or a flag.

Just like the adults said.

It's time for him to go.

This trip was not as dangerous or desperate as imagined, nor was there the stubbornness to fight to the end, but it left a big boy completely frustrated.

The best competition in this world is invisible.

Just like spring passes and autumn comes, the four seasons rotate, and I don’t know when I will grow old.

This kind of competition is also the most dangerous. It will disappear in an instant, as if it has never been in this world.

However, he is not even qualified to participate in the competition.

Yangwu didn't laugh like Tushanjun.

He couldn't laugh.

All he could feel was boundless trembling.

"I'll go."

"I will go back."

"It's time for me to go back."

Yang Wu murmured softly.

My eyes were covered with fog.

Like an abandoned child turning around silently.

He is indeed still a child, only in his twenties at best. Compared with those old monsters, he is like a newborn baby.

He was unlucky, his head was beheaded by the Demon Slayer Sword when he was ten years old.

He is also lucky. He has cultivated himself as a Saint King in his twenties and has the strength to control his own destiny. He can also use this power to protect the people he wants to protect.

Martingale Wu missed the target with one step.

Leaving behind a lonely figure.

The new city lord looked at the figure leaving alone, with patches of horror in his eyes.

Just now, he suddenly remembered.

I remembered where I had seen that person.

And why did I get the ancestor’s letter?

It turned out that the Yangcheng underground ruins he was guarding had been quietly opened long ago.

…

"he's gone."

for a long time.

After being silent for a long time, Venerable Jifeng slowly spoke, with a hint of sadness.

After this farewell, we may never have the chance to meet again. That person is the Great Demon of the Abyss. He jumped out of the abyss and came to the world of mortals. He is like a dragon and cannot be traced, but he is a ruthless character who stirs up the world.

They have long ceased to belong to the same world.

Feng Chengyin lowered his head and said nothing.

Perhaps only he knows the sadness in his heart. The little demon who was once inferior to him has now become a giant.

The terrifying pressure seemed like the sky was falling.

He didn't know what Tu Shanjun's strength was now. He was probably no weaker than Senior Yuanyan. He recalled the scene in the underground palace at that time. The young man standing in front of the door locked the entire world and then spoke.

Feng Chengyin let out a long sigh.

"He really was in Xiaolingzhou back then..."

"Shh."

Venerable Jifeng made a gesture of silence, shook his head and said: "We don't know him, and we haven't seen him since then."

"Why?"

"You don't know what he did in the Eastern Wilderness." Venerable Jifeng didn't want to believe it, but he did hear the legend about Tushanjun in the ancient city.

It was only then that he learned Tu Shanjun's identity. It turned out that this person was not a monk at all.

No wonder so many people are related to him.

"He's gone." Feng Chengyin repeated.

"It's good to go."

"If you leave, don't come back." Lord Jifeng nodded slightly.

It’s better that such an unparalleled devil exists in the story!

"He will come back."

The seal is as firm as determination.

…

"Will you go back?" Tu Shanjun didn't know.

Maybe he will never return to Xiaohuangyu again in this life, just like this time, he never returned to Xiaolingzhou.

Tu Shanjun, who was in the soul flag, could only see the scene around the soul flag. What came into view was the upper and lower heaven and earth as smooth as jade, with huge and complicated long characters carved on them.

Judging from the appearance, it should be a Taoist scripture engraved on the blood jade gourd, similar to the gourd in his hand.

Thinking of this, Tushanjun tapped his forehead and took out another blood jade gourd.

Shaked.

Sigh slightly.

Only a little light remains of the means given by the ancestors in the past.

I guess I can only keep him as a thought and not be able to protect him.

Tushanjun can do anything inside the banner.

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It's just that it's only within the banner.

Without the banner master in charge, he would completely lose the means to operate in the outside world.

This time he shook the gourd given by Yuan Shengming Demon and used the 'death-bearing technique' to make Yangwu stay conscious. This was originally approved by Yuan Shengming Demon.
To be continued...