The World That Tao Rules

"Magic!"

Just as Jiang Yun was swallowed up by the evil spirits of the ancient man, he did not know where the road was. He suddenly opened his eyes. Like the devil, the same words were spit out in the mouth. It is a touch of shock and worry.

Soon, the fear on his face has disappeared, but his brow is still frowning: "Fortunately, it’s just a glimpse of the silk of the magic, and the ancient gun has destroyed it."

"However, since there is a silk of magic, then there must be a magical existence!"

"I didn't expect that there will be hidden magic of the ancient devil in this world, and I have never felt it before..."

"The ancient devil, you are a good means!"

"It seems that it is really necessary to speed up the opening of the domain door and let Jiang Yun quickly enter the Tongtianmen!"

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"Hey!"

After the Zhengun was shocked, he had already left the back of Jiang Yun directly, and stabbed the black thread that appeared in the magic flame.

"Roar!"

Although the black silk immediately exploded, but Jiang Yun's ear, but also once again sounded an earth-shattering roar.

Although this was just a sound, but the heart of Jiang Yun suddenly violently swayed, and even the soul made a slight tremor.

Then he couldn't help but reach out and grab his ear, trying to stop the sound from falling into the ear.

The whole person fell directly into the void, and his face showed a very painful color!

It seems that this voice not only has the power to destroy the earth, but also rushes into his soul, tearing up his soul.

After a long time in the past, Jiang Yun felt that the sound in his ear gradually disappeared, and his body slowly recovered to normal, and his body was soaked with sweat.

Just by voice, you can't afford it. In this case, Jiang Yun is not the first time he met!

In the first time I entered my father's memory, Jiang Yun had already encountered such a situation when entering the battlefield.

However, perhaps because the distance is relatively close, perhaps because this is reality, not memory, so the roar of this roar, the lethality is much stronger than the last time.

Jiang Yun slowly sat up from nothingness and looked at his body.

The black magical flame has disappeared, not far from the ground, lying on the ancient man.

The man's eyes widened and his face was terrified, and he was already dead.

Jiang Yun only glanced at the man's body and closed his eyes. The effect that the roaring had brought him was still not completely eliminated, so he sat quietly for a long time in nothingness, and then he reopened. eye.

"Magic Lord!"

Jiang Yun made a call to the body.

Jiang Yun has been deeply impressed by everything he has experienced after being swallowed up by the magic flame.

He saw the black silk thread and heard the word "magic mind" that the devil said. He also knew that the ancient gun shot himself and shattered the black thread. It seems that he would swallow it. It is.

Therefore, Jiang Yun naturally wants to ask the devil first to ask, in the end what is the magic, just what is going on!

Why is the roaring sound from the black silk wire, there will be such a terrible power!

Unfortunately, in the face of Jiang Yun’s cry, the Lord did not have the slightest reaction. It should be that the anti-phagment that had just been sealed made him suffer some injuries and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Yun can only put the things of the magic to the side first, and then ask him after the demon wakes up.

Then, Jiang Yun once again looked at the body of the ancient man.

The gods swept over the man's body. Jiang Yun accidentally discovered that although the other side had died, the soul had not yet dissipated, but it was no longer insane, on the verge of dissipating.

As soon as the slightest sinking, Jiang Yun’s knowledge directly rushed into the man’s soul, and wanted to see if he could find something useful for himself before he disappeared.

However, Jiang Yun did not report any hope.

After all, in the souls of the ancient tribes, there must be seals and bans, so that their memories can be protected from outsiders.

However, when Jiang Yun’s knowledge really entered the soul of the other party, he discovered that the soul of the other party turned out to be riddled with holes, just like being eaten by countless worms.

This also reminds Jiang Yun of the scene in which the previous magical flame had swallowed himself.

"The black silk thread should be a magical thought, I am afraid it is like a parasite, it exists in the soul of a man."

"Let him practice the so-called ancient magic practice, but also quietly eaten his soul."

"This kind of encroachment, I can't see the slightest clue from the outside, even I don't even think that this man himself has no feeling, I don't know that his soul has been eaten by the magic."

"The strange thing is, even if there is no feeling, but when he uses his power to use the soul, does it have no effect?"

Although the soul of this ancient man is already riddled with holes, there is no seal and prohibition in the soul, so that Jiang Yun can search his memory unimpeded.

Of course, all the memories of men are incomplete!

Jiang Yun looked at it while guessing, and gradually guessed the general experience of this man's life.

As an ancient ethnic group, from birth, you will naturally be able to receive superior conditions far beyond others, so that their spiritual path can go farther and better.

However, when ancient people can practice, they will go through some tests to judge their approximate qualifications.

Then according to their qualifications, the family will arrange corresponding training for them.

What is the specific test, Jiang Yun has no way of knowing, only know that this man was selected to embark on the ancient devil's road after completing the test.

After that, the man swallowed a medicinal herb and opened his own way of practice until he reached the present.

The ancients, Jiang Yun, have long known that they have also played against each other, but for the situation of the ancients, it is really not too much.

Under today's search for the ancient man, there is some real understanding.

It turns out that the ancients, in addition to the four major ethnic groups of Qiankun and Xuanhong, even within the ancient tribe, there are several different ways of spiritual practice for the people to choose.

The ancient devil's road is just one of them.

As a person of the ancient tribe, once you have chosen which way to practice, then there is no possibility of change. You must go all the way and die until you die!

Moreover, even if they are both ancient people, they are not allowed to touch the road of other people's practice, and they are not allowed to inquire about each other.

Jiang Yun frowned and said: "It is understandable that there are different ways of practice."

"This is like the Zongmen ethnic group in Daoyu. There are different ways of practicing alchemy, refining, refining, sword repair, etc."

“But why is it not allowed to change once a certain road has been selected, and it is not allowed to explore the path of others’ practice?”

"And, this ancient demon road is simply a road to suicide."

"Even if you can train your strengths stronger, but after their souls are completely eroded, they will lose their lives!"

"As for the other ways of practice, although I don't understand it, it is not difficult to speculate, I am afraid it should be the same."

"The ancients, why do you not care about the life of your own people, just blindly pursuing the power of the people?"

"Less respect, and that ancient forget, they don't know which way they choose!"

With these feelings, Jiang Yun continued to watch the man's incomplete memory.

Until he saw the man's experience a long time ago, it made his face suddenly change.

Not long ago, this man, along with several other ethnic groups in the ancient tribe, left the ancient city to go to the mountains and seas!