Every cause must bear fruit, your catastrophe is me

"In desperation, the emperor had no choice but to freeze some of the corpses and hide them in that ancient star."

Tang Yin was immediately shocked by Kunpeng's operation, although he knew that among the monster clan, the strong prey on the weak and the strong are respected.But he couldn't accept it for a while like Kunpeng who was so quick to exterminate the clan.

I couldn't help feeling a chill in my heart.

"Master Kunpeng, isn't it a bit cruel for you to exterminate a race for this secret method?"

"Cruel?" Kunpeng seemed to have heard something funny, and said with a smile: "Boy Tang, you don't know how to practice Taoism, are you stupid? Although the five supreme beings often talk about karma, you really don't think that the way of heaven really pays attention to it." These!"

"You must know that from ancient times to the present, countless races have been exterminated, and many of them have been exterminated by the human race. You said that if there is karma, then why are these strong people all right?"

"This?" Tang Yin was speechless for a moment, after all, what Kunpeng said was also true, and it was also the current situation of the Great Wilderness.

Although Tang Yin has traveled through the Great Desolation for a long time, he still can't adapt to this law of the jungle. Of course, deep down in his heart, he is not willing to integrate.

This is his own insistence, and it is also a difference in concept that he feels distinguishes Dahuang monks, a kind of nostalgia for his previous life.

"Okay! Boy Tang, if you really want to succeed in cultivating the Twelve Capital Heaven Formation, you need to take away a corpse of this race and get their natal inheritance. As for whether you do it or not, I don't know. Will force you, you can figure it out yourself?"

Probably hurt by Tang Yin's words, Kunpeng spoke angrily, and his voice gradually became silent.

Tang Yin also fell silent, and began to fight in his heart.

But in a blink of an eye, he was relieved. After all, he is not a human race. What is the matter of other races has nothing to do with him. What's more, this kind of situation happened in the wilderness. He is not the Holy Mother, so how can he care about these things.

At the same time, he didn't say what he said just now, he was a little embarrassed, just like the Virgin Mary in the previous life, he didn't know that he was born in such an environment as the Great Wilderness, but he would still have such thoughts.

It's right to keep your bottom line, but you can't ask others to be like him, that would be really stupid.

But since he already knew it was his fault, Tang Yin naturally wouldn't pretend to be ignorant.

"Master Kunpeng, it was Tang Yin who made a mistake, please forgive me, Lord Kunpeng."

Tang Yin's words followed the sea of ​​consciousness, and passed into the ears of Kunpeng who was resting with his eyes closed in the Demon Locking Tower.

Kunpeng, who was originally looking a little expressionless, calmed down, and couldn't help but nodded.

To be honest, what Tang Yin said at the beginning really hurt Kunpeng a little, after all, as the weapon spirit of the Demon Locking Tower, he was already bound to Tang Yin.

After these years of observation, Kunpeng discovered that although Tang Yin was decisive and ruthless at times, at other times he seemed a bit benevolent.

Of course, he didn't mean that Tang Yin's kindness was wrong, but that some kindness was simply unnecessary. As a former demon master, Kunpeng had extremely rich experience.

How could he not know the fate of his kindness?In the end, it just hurts others.

Of course, in Kunpeng's heart, he also hopes that Tang Yin can maintain a kind heart, but he doesn't want Tang Yin to use it indiscriminately.

It is right to be kind to one's own people, but it is pedantic to be kind to one's enemies.

So when Tang Yin realized his mistake and apologized, Kunpeng had already forgiven him.

"Okay! You just need to realize your mistake. As for the corpse of that race, it is hidden in a hidden valley in Polaris."

After speaking, Kunpeng made a mark.

"At that time, you can find it by following this imprint, but before that, you'd better divide up a primordial spirit, otherwise, if you sacrifice directly, you will be easily injured by the blood on its body."

"Split the primordial spirit?"

Tang Yin's face turned pale, and his eyes flinched.

"Is it okay not to divide?"

You must know that the primordial spirit is the life of a monk, and it is said that the separation of the primordial spirit is not due to the pain of childbirth.

Although he has never divided the soul, but he has heard other monks mention that the separation of the soul is life and death.

"What do you think? If you don't want to deal with the Demon Emperor, just pretend I didn't say anything!"

Tang Yin didn't doubt Kunpeng's words, so he nodded helplessly, sat up, and became more curious about the race that Kunpeng mentioned repeatedly. Could it be that taking away that race can really help me deal with the Demon Emperor?But since Kunpeng didn't say anything, Tang Yin couldn't ask in detail.

He knew the danger and pain of splitting the primordial spirit, but for the sake of the Demon Emperor, he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

Looking calm again, Tang Yin crossed his knees, and first took out a elixir to restore the primordial spirit. After all, dividing the primordial spirit is a dangerous thing, and he couldn't just mess around without preparation.

Then a huge copper stove was lit, and a little Anshen grass was burned on it.

It wasn't until everything was ready that Tang Yin said: "Master Kunpeng, I'm ready!" The words just fell.

An illusory shadow floated out from his sea of ​​consciousness, looking at Tang Yin solemnly.

"you sure?"

Until Tang Yin nodded, Kunpeng's eyes flashed a gleam, and he waved his right hand.

An illusory long knife suddenly emerged from the top of his head, with wanton sharpness.

As if it was about to fall at any moment.

Tang Yin's body trembled suddenly.

"Boy Tang, are you really ready? You have to know that the primordial spirit is the root of a monk's energy and spirit. The pain of separating the primordial spirit is the worst in the world. Can you really bear it?"

Kunpeng's voice was a bit dignified and asked again worriedly, standing with his hands behind his back, standing in the void.

Yuanshen, also life.

Dividing the primordial spirit is no less than a catastrophe of life and death. It is so terrifying that people will change their faces when they hear it.

"Lord Kunpeng, just do it! In order to be able to deal with the Demon Emperor, Tang Yin is not afraid!"

Tang Yin's expression gradually became firm, and he tried his best to dispel the fear of the pain of the separation of the primordial spirit. With the scent of fragrance, his heart gradually calmed down.

A Dao heart also slowly began to become cohesive. At this time, his mood was like a calm lake without any waves.

Killing the primordial spirit is a catastrophe of life and death for ordinary people, but for him, it is not a great opportunity.

Hearing Tang Yin's gradually firm voice, Kunpeng nodded, and with a move of faith, the illusory long knife suspended above Tang Yin's head fell down instantly.

"呲!" sounded.

The long knife cut across Tang Yin's body, but it didn't cause the slightest disturbance, as if nothing happened.

But the next moment, Tang Yin's face became extremely ferocious.

"Pain! Pain! Pain!"

An indescribable, unspeakable severe pain rose from Tang Yin's heart, almost completely submerging his entire consciousness.

The aura of the Immortal Emperor Zhunsheng involuntarily emanated from him, without a trace of reservation, it gushed out in all directions.