The infinite redemption of the Holy Light

Chapter 145 One Realm Once

"Heirs of Guigu, galloping the world, as a teacher, you don't ask for any rewards in life, you only need to promise after death-this is the first oath you have to make in the valley, are you willing?"

"We will keep our oath!"

……

The entire Raksha Street changed color at this moment.

After Mao Sui finished reciting the five skills of Guigu, he suddenly turned around and bowed slightly to Wang Huan: "The eight people of Guigu welcome the descendants of Master."

In front of the Wordless Book, a huge light suddenly burst out.

The Soul Crossing Island, whose sky was cut into four, suddenly shattered into countless tiny pieces, which were sucked into the blank scroll!

The huge blank tome was like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing the fragments of Crossing Soul Island, and a faint light slowly lit up on its cover.

This volume has an unknown number of pages. After absorbing the huge Soul Crossing Island, a faint shadow of an island appeared on the first page.

The terrifying pressure that had enveloped Rakshasa Street disappeared.

Mao Sui smiled slightly, and the power that made the world stand still in his words disappeared.

Soul Crossing Island disappeared, but countless evil spirits still remained.

They roared excitedly, and the entire Rakshasa Street was still in chaos.

"Jumping beam clown, how dare you be presumptuous!" Pang Juan snorted coldly.

He pushed Sun Bin's wheelchair and took Sun Bin into the air, and the two suddenly pointed at each other.

The cavalry created from sowing beans into soldiers and cutting weeds into horses opened up in Luocha Street in an instant and continued to charge. One by one incomparably mysterious formations were continuously combined, and in an instant, one by one evil spirits were chopped off by the horses.

Su Qin and Zhang Yi looked at each other, and with a flick of their sleeves, countless evil spirits were instantly gathered together by a huge force, and the sky and ground trembled more and more violently, as if the entire world of Rakshasa Street could hardly bear this terrifying fairy. The power of art.

In the sky, Xu Fu was driving a huge dragon boat, and a huge stream of water spewed out from the bottom of the boat, as if driving through Rakshasa Street with a piece of ocean. Then dissipated.

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang looked like ghosts, passing by powerful evil spirits one by one, each step would have a large piece of evil spirits torn to pieces by the sword energy, those dozens of corpse dragons were like dozens of earthworms in front of the sword energy , There is no room for resistance at all, being cut into several sections instantly and easily like cutting vegetables and melons.

Even if they can move, these powerful evil spirits summoned from the void, in front of the disciples of Guigu, still let them slaughter them as if they were still.

What a power this is!
Almost instantly, the extremely turbulent and chaotic Raksha Street completely settled down, and there was no more roar of evil spirits!

Wang Huan took a deep breath, looking at the eight people who appeared in front of him, his mind was a little blank.

He never thought that he would be the descendant of the legendary Ghost Valley?

After the appearance of the eight figures in front of him, Wang Huan clearly felt their respective identities.

These eight people, all of them are well-known people, but now they have all become Wang Huan's guardian spirits!
If you can fully grasp this kind of power, what is there to fear in the world? !
However, such a powerful character has now become a bottom-of-the-box skill that can only be used once in the world... Wang Huan felt a little regretful when he heard Mao Sui's next words.

The eight people in Guigu each looked at Wang Huan deeply, and didn't say a word except Mao Sui.

"As ordered by my master, we will swear to follow the lord to the death. However, my master also said that before the right time comes, we can only take one shot at the lord once in each world. I won't make a move either..."

"There is a supreme existence in the lord's body, and we dare not say too much. Many secrets will be known to the lord in the future!"

As soon as Mao Sui's words fell, the originally huge wordless scroll suddenly turned into a phantom, flying into Wang Huan's body like a paper crane.

In the fierce light, Wang Huan couldn't speak in time.

In Wang Huan's mind, there was an extra book on the opposite side of the ten-pointed star magic circle.

Immediately afterwards, before Wang Huan could speak, the figures of the eight people in Guigu also gradually dissipated and appeared on the dragon boat in the sky.

The dragon boat that was comparable to an island and the three mountains behind it suddenly shrunk, and it also instantly turned into a phantom and merged into Wang Huan's mind, turning into an extremely fine boat with three small mountains, floating above the scroll!

Fei Ya looked at this scene indifferently, did not make a sound, and did not stop it, as if she had known all this in advance.

No matter how Wang Huan called, no guardian spirit responded to him.

Wang Huan looked at Fei Ya.

"Don't worry so much, just complete our task, and you already know what to do next..."

Feiya closed her eyes, as if she wanted to sleep.

This group of cheaters, never know how to finish the sentence?

Seeing that Fei Ya had no intention of communicating with him at all, Wang Huan took a deep breath, shook his head, and finally bowed to the dragon boat on the wordless scroll.

Wang Huan knew very well in his heart that nothing in this world happens for nothing, and he needs to be grateful for everything he gets.

Anyway, without them, he would most likely be dead, let alone protect Xiao Rou and the others.

One world at a time?
Regardless of who his legendary ancestor, Guiguzi, was and why he set up such a rule, it is now a done deal.

Thinking about it carefully, Wang Huan felt that there was nothing wrong with such a rule. If he relied too much on the strength of Guigu disciples, even unconsciously, his own progress would be greatly slowed down.

No matter when, the most reliable strength is yourself!
Not far from Wang Huan, in a collapsed building, there was a sudden tremor.

In the collapsed building, there was a tall figure with long blue hair and blue embroidery tattooed on his body.

His body is full of scars, it is unbearable to look at.Even so, he still firmly protected a person under his body.

The person in his arms was not injured except for the dust all over his body.

Lu Tianyou slowly woke up at this moment, his eyes were full of confusion, as if he didn't know what happened.

"Master..." Yan Qing looked at Lu Tianyou who was awake, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his eyes were filled with relief: "Yan Qing, Yan Qing can no longer protect you, you must take good care of yourself."

Yan Qing's figure was a bit dim, his spiritual power had been completely exhausted, even the source of life was almost burned out, and there was no possibility of recovery.

His eyes were getting darker and darker, as if they would close at any moment.

"Yan Qing?! Yan Qing, no, you said you would follow me forever, we have become stronger! No one can bully us anymore, Yan Qing, Yan Qing!"

Lu Tianyou suddenly shouted excitedly, he seemed to sense Yan Qing's physical condition.

In the broken building, there were still a few evil spirit soldiers left, and they were lucky enough to hide here and survived.

"Haha, isn't this Master Lu?"

"Isn't this the powerful Yan Qing, but he seems to be dying..."

The two evil spirit soldiers kicked Yan Qing away violently, and began to punch and kick Yan Qing.

The remaining two evil spirit soldiers caught Lu Tianyou.

"Yan Qing! Let me go! Do you want to die?! Yan Qing, kill them quickly..." Lu Tianyou roared angrily.

The evil spirit soldier who was holding Lu Tianyou slapped Lu Tianyou violently: "I know you are Yan Qing, Yan Qing, without Yan Qing, you are nothing!"

(End of this chapter)