The realm of becoming a god in the last days

Surprisingly, Yu didn't make any movement, and Ren Lingyuan was entangled tightly like an octopus, without saying a word.

The entire space was extremely silent, and the atmosphere gradually changed from subtle to heavy.Ling Yuan coughed a few times, and when the blood on his forehead slid down to his chin and hadn't touched Yu's white clothes, he jumped down decisively.

"Now it doesn't hurt anymore, and I feel comfortable all over."

Yu was still expressionless, like ten thousand years of ice without the slightest heat.

"Look, the wound has already healed." Ling Yuan pointed to his forehead, and continued, "At the last moment, he broke through to the Lunar Master level, two months earlier than you expected."

"That space was destroyed by me, it's a pity."

Seeing Yu's eyes became colder, cold sweat dripped from Ling Yuan's forehead.

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have taken the risk and risked my life to make a joke. There will never be a next time."

The breeze blew by, the willow branches swayed and rustled, Yu's long hair danced with the wind, and his clothes fluttered.Ling Yuan was a little dazed, until a jade hand was placed in front of his eyes, gently flattening his messy short hair, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"I, I'll do it myself." Ling Yuan hurriedly scratched his hair, his ears turned red.

"The thing you brought here is called 'spiritual root', the soul seed." Yu raised his eyes and looked up, "After the death of a strong person above the life and death level, the soul essence is formed after hundreds of billions of years of precipitation, fading resentment and condensing the essence of heaven and earth. But there is only a small wisp. As long as a small wisp can increase the power of the soul, the potential is unlimited, this thing can only be found in the cracks of time and space, and it is hard to come by."

"Such a magnificent cloud layer of the root of the soul can only be condensed when the time and space are chaotic once every ten thousand years."

Ling Yuan followed the trend and was taken aback for a moment.

Thick yellow clouds cover the sky and the sun, stretching to infinity without end.

"Spiritual root, this thing is almost saturated after absorbing so many souls. I didn't expect there to be so much left." The refraction trajectory of light in the turbulent space is beyond common sense. It's a lot more spectacular, and what Yu brought back by the way is actually only a small part.

The soul is endless, almost saturated is how much it absorbs!

Yu turned his head, "What's the range of your spiritual consciousness now?"

Holding your breath and concentrating, the invisible force spreads to the surroundings in a hemispherical shape with Ling Yuan as the center, and it reaches thousands of miles away in an instant...

The wind and grass in the whole space are clearly in the chest, thousands of miles, two thousand, three thousand...

After a while, Ling Yuan had a strange expression, and said: "The outside is blocked by white light, I can only go a hundred meters deep, and all I can see is chaos."

Yu's eyes lit up, "Go out and try."

A slender figure appeared out of nowhere among the mountains, and the bird was startled.

An unspeakable momentum erupted suddenly, and then disappeared in an instant, only the person in mid-air was floating up and down, and the treasure was as strict as a god's lick.

Spiritual consciousness skimmed across national boundaries and teleported to infinity.

Countless information flashed through my mind, like codes scrolling on a hacker's computer, changing rapidly.

Ling Yuan opened his eyes and said in confusion: "The end is still a white light, nothing."

Yu Yu's voice brought human emotions through his mind, and he seemed very excited: "The range of spiritual consciousness overlaps, and the boundary between two mental powers is only chaos. Do you understand?"

Ling Yuan suddenly came to his senses, as if he couldn't believe the fact: "Because the earth is round?"

"Well, that's what it means."

"The range of spiritual consciousness covers the entire earth, and even overlaps at the end, isn't that right?" Ling Yuan thought that the amount of information just now included European beauties, the Statue of Liberty, and even polar bears... he had to believe this fact.

"This, this is incredible."

"In the final stage, the soul has merged with the endless root of the soul, and it is an inevitable result that the consciousness has jumped to the current level. It is indeed incredible. The range of the four secret realms does not increase. The soul power remains the same. Once the wasteland level will be increased by a hundred times, The barren level is the greatest feng shui mountain for humans and gods. And at the end of the Zisui period, the range of spiritual consciousness to the level where chaos can be seen has been only five or five since ancient times."

"I have to say, you are indeed beyond my expectations."

Ling Yuan floated in the air and went through several ups and downs. After his mental strength improved, his temperament became more restrained, and he really returned to his original nature.

The primordial energy in the body circulates and creates endlessly, and the inner body is being further improved at an unparalleled speed. Every muscle and even every cell is wrapped with countless primordial forces. No one knows how powerful this emaciated body hides. With strength, Ling Yuan slowly loosened his clenched fist, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Come in when you're ready, time is running out, and start the second stage of soul training immediately."

"Wait," Ling Yuan stopped, "I'll watch something first."

Spiritual consciousness teleported a hundred miles away, Ling Yuan hung in mid-air quietly, his expression gradually distorted.

"What did you see?"

"...saw my brother playing games on my bed with his shoes on."

Ling Jiu, who was bouncing on the bed far away at home, sneezed for no reason, and wiped his face with the quilt.

Entering the earring space, Ling Yuan still had a stern face, but when he saw Yu's face that had never changed for thousands of years, he immediately changed into a big grin.

Xiaoyi rolled on the yellow cloud, held balls of marshmallows in his mouth, and hiccupped.Seeing Ling Yuan coming in, he quickly stretched out his paws and waved. He lost control of the direction and rolled down, falling into Ling Yuan's arms.

Usually, he just sleeps on a tree when he has nothing to do. Even if the two spaces are connected by a passage, the slacker who insists on not moving his nest is willing to come here.

Sure enough, where there are treasures, there are little ones.

"This time is to exercise the endurance of the soul. The popular point is courage, values, the ability to distinguish right from wrong, etc. In the next apocalypse, you must have enough judgment, and the concept of right and wrong will have to be reshaped. In this way, the scene needs to be huge to show reality. Nightmare It just completely makes up for the lack of illusion."

Ling Yuan paused: "What do you mean by reshaping values?"

"To kill someone, you must have the will to kill someone."

His body trembled unconsciously, Ling Yuan clenched his fists: "Is it necessary?"

"must."

Ling Yuan's eyes were red: "But killing people is against the law!"

"In the future apocalypse, there will be no laws. If you don't kill others, you can only be killed."

The problem that was deliberately avoided resurfaced, and a chill instantly rose from the spine to the forehead, and the whole body felt cold.

Ling Yuan's face stiffened, and he replied, "I see."

Shushan, Qingyunzong.

The mountains are towering, the Zhonglin is beautiful, the fairy mist is lingering, and the spirit is steaming.Cranes are flying among the clouds, and the blue sky and clear water are peaceful.Qingyun Sect is worthy of being a sect inherited from the ancient times. It is located in a blessed place with a profound heritage. It is the number one among the Twelve Immortal Sects in Shushan. It is a well-deserved holy place in the hearts of all monks.

The gate of the mountain is opened once every ten years, and not long after new disciples have joined the sect, the Qingyun sect is still in a turmoil, and the enthusiasm has not dissipated.

The reason is that this time, the opening of the door has brought in three immortal seedlings with excellent roots and bones that are rare in the world. They are not inferior to Ling Yuan, the most amazing and talented uncle of the sect. This coke spoiled some old antiques of the sect. .

Now the cultivation world is going from bad to worse, and there hasn't been a Shattered Void strongman in the past thousand years. If this matter is told, even Qing Yunzong, who is the number one in Shu Mountain, will have no honor in his face.

Although Qing Yunzong's hopes are all pinned on the young people of Ling Yuan's generation, it is necessary to ensure that there are successors. Only by sending a steady stream of juniors to the big plane can Qing Yunzong win favor and gain more convenience.

Immortal seedlings are worshiped by the head and elders in order to obtain more abundant resources and a blessed land with sufficient immortal resources.

It is understandable that the Chief Elder's first acceptance of disciples in a hundred years caught the attention of the Sha sect.This Qingyun sect's junior master uncle is named Qingling, he is twenty-eight years old, he is in the age of cardamom, and he is born with water and spirit roots.

At this time, the back mountain spirit is a blessed land.

"Junior sister, run slowly, you listen to me first."

A bronze giant sword passed quickly in mid-air, and the man flying with the sword above grabbed the purple-clothed girl who was stumbling and scurrying in front of her.

"Let go of me, let me go, I'm going to look for Senior Brother Ling." The girl frowned, pouting that I couldn't say anything.

The man's heart softened, and his tone dropped a little: "Junior sister, senior brother is most afraid of being disturbed when he is practicing, and he himself is not very easy to get along with, why don't you listen to persuasion."

Qingling frowned, "I'm not going to disturb him, I'm..."

"Brother, hello senior brother." The man in Tsing Yi shifted his eyes to behind Qing Ling, stopped suddenly, and hurriedly bowed to salute.

Ling Yuan stopped, nodded imperceptibly, without saying a word.On the contrary, the little Yi on the shoulder let out a happy cry.

The purple-clothed girl's eyes shined, she shook off the man's hand in green, and rushed towards Ling Yuan happily... the gray ball on her shoulder.

"Brother Ling, can you give me this little beast?" Qingling hugged Xiao Yi, kneaded it into various shapes happily, and stared at Ling Yuan with watery eyes.

"No." Ling Yuan refused coldly, without the slightest hesitation.Xiaoyi, who was being tortured and suffering unspeakably, babbled as if relieved.

Qingling frowned, her face was extremely displeased.Plush animals are girls' favorite, but they just don't understand that senior brother is a big man, and he is not ashamed to walk around the market with a small animal every day. Other people's beasts are all mighty and powerful, but only senior brother loves this little pet. I have a soft spot, but I still don't let it go.

"Hmph, stingy!"

Qingling pouted, looking disgusted.The old master is very kind to me, and the senior brothers also take good care of me, but senior brother Ling is not cold and hot, and he is reluctant to give away even an ordinary beast.

The fifth junior brother standing next to him secretly wiped off his cold sweat. Everyone in the sect was extremely afraid of the senior senior brother, especially after coming out of retreat in recent years. Everyone dared not speak out, except for the new junior junior sister. He doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, speaks freely, and is not afraid of disturbing this great god.

"Senior brother Ling, you haven't given me any presents yet? The master uncle, the master and the senior brothers all gave gifts, and Xiao Qing likes it very much." Qing Ling grabbed Xiao Yi and refused to let go.

Ling Yuan lowered his face: "Didn't I give you the Zifeng Sword earlier?"

The Immortal Artifact Zifeng Sword is truly a masterpiece.

"But I don't like that sword. Can I exchange it with you? Just give you the sword and give me the little beast." Qingling pointed to Xiaoyi, who looked tearful.

"I said no, it's not. Can't you understand people's words?"

Fifth Junior Brother's heart skipped a beat, he hurriedly grabbed Qing Ling who was about to argue, and was about to speak.

"Fifth Junior Brother, Junior Junior Sister, Master told us to go to Haitian Palace and said that we have something important to discuss." The three sword lights flashed away, the wind danced wildly, and three figures in Tsing Yi appeared on the ground, and when they saw the person in front of them, they hurriedly said .

"Hello, big brother! Was the big brother also awakened by the master?"

Ling Yuan nodded slightly, and the emerald green sword light instantly magnified under his feet, bordered by dragon patterns, and the high-grade magic circle was outlined by the spirit jade casting handle.

A high-grade fairy weapon, the Dragon Spirit Sword.

I haven't seen you for a few days, but the master actually gave such a treasure to the elder brother!The eyes of several people were burning, and their faces were dark, like a pool of deep water with no bottom.

"It's not too late, let's go now."

Several sword lights magnified under the feet at the same time. Although they were all dazzling, they were much inferior to the Dragon Spirit Sword.

Qingling hugged Xiaoyi, jumping anxiously, "I, I... I don't know how to control the sword yet."

Not long after entering the sect, although the innate advantages are extremely powerful, they are still at the initial stage, and they have not even reached Fanshui, let alone Yujian flying.

Ling Yuan moved forward half a meter and said, "I'll take you there."

Seeing that Qingling was a little scared, the third senior brother joked: "The strongest here is the senior brother, even if you do backflips, you will never fall."

From Lingxufu Tunnel to Haitian Temple, it takes half an hour for Yujian to fly.

At the beginning, Qingling held onto Ling Yuan's sleeves tightly, not even daring to open his eyes. Ling Yuan suspected that Xiao Yi had probably reached the limit of his patience.

Ling Yuan's body was full of true energy, and Yu Jian's flight was much more stable than that of ordinary monks. After 10 minutes, Qing Ling had completely revived.

"Brother, fly faster and higher, ah, it's great to be like a bird!"

Ling Yuan's face was stern, he didn't say a word, he didn't refute, and he did everything.

"Is it just this little speed, big brother, you're not that good! Over there... the crane!"

The few people in the same company were far behind and had long since disappeared. The corners of Ling Yuan's mouth twitched. This speed was one of the best in the entire Shu Mountain. To be honest, Ling Yuan didn't like or dislike this chatty little junior sister, just annoying That's all.

"Eldest brother, can I go there by crane?"

Before he could say no, the sword trembled slightly, and Ling Yuan quickly turned around.

She actually jumped right over it!

Then he was thrown out by the crane naturally.

Anyone falling from a height of 7000 meters in the early stage of sloughing will surely die!

"Ah!! Help!"

Veins popped out on Ling Yuan's forehead, and he quickly turned around and chased after him. Fortunately, Ling Yuan caught it after he had reacted, lifted into the air, and slowed down.

The girl was obviously still in shock, her face was pale, she took a long while to recover her breath, she patted her chest, and then slapped her hands together, making her mouth stiff.

"It won't fall even if it is turned over, so it made me fall! That's all."

Ling Yuan stared at her empty hands, his pupils dilated suddenly, "Where's Xiao Yi?"

Qingling was startled, "What... what?"

Ling Yuan's voice suddenly expanded several times: "I said Xiao Yi! Where is it?"

"I, I... I panicked just now, and I... threw it away..." Qing Ling remembered it now, and couldn't help but shed cold sweat, "Anyway, it's just an ordinary pet beast. If you catch another pet beast That's good... I was about to die just now, so I don't even care about it!"

The violent substantive anger in Ling Yuan's eyes made Qing Ling shut up in fright, he stopped suddenly, turned around and chased after him in the opposite direction.

The huge spiritual consciousness covered an area with a radius of a hundred miles, and he knew all the wind and grass in his chest. It took a long time to hear the imperceptible babbling sound, and Ling Yuan couldn't help being furious.

With a burst of true energy all over his body, Yu Jian's speed doubled sharply, and he swooped down in an arc shape. He just arrived at the moment before Xiao Yi fell, and grabbed Huimao and hugged him in his arms.

The rapid beating of the heart gradually calmed down, and Ling Yuan lifted off slowly.

The people behind finally caught up and were stunned when they saw Ling Yuan.

"Eldest brother, where's the junior sister?"

Ling Yuan opened his eyes wide, turned his head abruptly, and then was dumbfounded.

There is already nothing behind...

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