Chapter 312 Idea - Imitation!

The eyes glanced at the ice sculptures transformed by those god-level masters one by one. Finally, in the impression, the place where the Demon Sect should stand stopped, but Fengyun Wuji was stunned. According to reason, the position of the Demon Sect was basically determined. The characters at the level of the domain owner must be standing at the front of the queue Large open space.

"Demon Lianzong...not dead yet!" Feng Yun Wuji was overjoyed and quickly stood up and looked around. It was quiet, surrounded by dense and lifeless figures, which would only make people feel more lonely and dead silence.

The wind roared into his ears. Feng Yun Wuji looked around blankly, and finally plucked his legs and walked towards the center of the Demon Realm.

Along the way, all kinds of messy traces appeared in their eyes. Although the snow was heavy, some subtle things could not be completely covered up. From the messy traces, Fengyun Wuji seemed to see that the Demon Lianzong was seriously injured after the Emperor of War waved a knife. He staggered all the way to the center of the demon realm, and his With fear, even the Demon Training Sect, after seeing the strongest strength of the War Emperor, he couldn't help but feel afraid.

With the deepening of Fengyun Wuji, that feeling became stronger and stronger in his mind. All kinds of strong emotions gathered and echoed in his mind. A very strange and mysterious feeling surged into his heart. Fengyun Wuji found that the sword element in Dantian in his body suddenly vibrated, and then the sword element in other parts also vibrated. The buzzing sound came from Fengyun Wuji's body, outside the body. In the void, a circle of air swords is arranged in a wheel shape, turning around the body. After turning a circle, it suddenly disappears, and then the new air sword is self-shaped.

There is a disorder in my mind. Although Fengyun Wuji tries to stop these thoughts from pouring into my mind, it is full of complexity here. The strong will, like a key, opened a kind of secret library in Fengyun Wuji's body.

In the brain field, there was a roar, and then in the body, the swords of the limbs were like water flowing. Gather in Dantian and turn into a wheel to form a circle of swords. In my mind, a clear stream quickly flowed to the limbs and bones.

The originally disordered mind suddenly calmed down, and all other subtle wills and emotions were excluded from the mind, leaving only a strong and loud voice: "I can't die, I can't die!! ...I want revenge!"

The consciousness that belongs to Fengyun Wuji suddenly shrinks from the inside and turns into a ball. It is difficult to change into the depths of the sea of consciousness. It's very natural, as if this is supposed to happen.

Although I don't know much about this change. But Fengyun Wuji's heart is calm, and it can even be said that it has never been calm. At this moment, in his body, Fengyun Wuji himself incarnated into an unrelated bystander, quietly observing his mind constantly from the surrounding void, absorbing a wave of consciousness...

Deep in the sea of consciousness. Fengyun Wuji found that he suddenly closed his eyes. Then his right hand stroked his chest, and his body leaned forward slightly. His body maintained a posture that seemed to be injured and motionless.

Oh!

With a cracked sound, Feng Yun Wuji was shocked to find that a red mark under the skin was pulled from the left shoulder to the right chest. The red mark quickly widened and expanded, and finally turned into a huge wound, and blood came out.

"What's going on?" Fengyun Wuji was still surprised. Obviously, he was not injured. Why did there be wounds on his body? This idea has not been eliminated. His back and clothes were broken, and there were crissscrossing knife marks under the skin. An extreme chill enveloped the whole body, and Fengyun Wuji even felt that the internal organs in his body seemed to have been frozen.

"What the hell is going on?" Feng Yun Wuji was puzzled. He was completely sure that the trauma he had just suffered in the huge crack had already healed, and there was no knife gas left in his body. This kind of thing was known as soon as he saw it, but the fact is that his body was injured, and it was a knife wound.

"Is it... Mo Lianzong... No, it should be impossible..." A strange feeling surged to my heart, and Fengyun Wuji faintly felt that here, another ability of mindful sword body Dafa is being excavated by itself...

His eyes suddenly opened, but there was a white under his eyelids. Feng Yun Wuji, who had been motionless, finally moved his footsteps. He moved his footsteps very hard, staggered and walked forward...

In the depths of consciousness, Fengyun Wuji quietly observed all this. At this moment, it is not him who controls the body, but the thoughts of the Demon Practice Sect, that kind of strong emotional fluctuations.

Feng Yun Wuji can't understand what he can do to the ground, which is almost an instinct. Suddenly, Fengyun Wuji had a clear understanding: the idea of the sword body method, that is, the idea is the first, when there should be a special place. For a long time, the idea of the sword body method has been more reflected, but it is kendo... Nowadays, this ability to absorb strong ideas in the air and incarnate into others should be in the The ability of ideas!

This is an indescribable mysterious feeling. Fengyun Wuji can completely feel the complex feeling on the way to escape of the Demon Sect. In his eyes, what he saw was not himself, only the Demon Sect.

It is every unique exhalation and inhalation, which is all owned by the Demon Lianzong. Although he has not seen the Demon Lianzong, Fengyun Wuji has obtained enough information from his strong thoughts left in the air:

His clothes were broken, and there were no scars on his front, but behind him, there were crissscrossing wounds. The internal organs in his body had already been frozen, but the strong magic in his body maintained the vitality.

The desire to survive, the heart of the Mo Lianzong is full of a strong desire to survive. In his heart, there seems to be a place where there is something that can save him.

Looking down from the sky, Fengyun Wuji is going to the center of the demon realm in a strange posture. Fengyun Wuji's eyes are white. Obviously, he can't see anything, but the strange thing is that whenever he meets someone in front of him, Fengyun Wuji skillfully goes around, although countless people in the demon realm have changed The ice sculpture stood in front of him, but Fengyun Wuji was like running clouds and flowing water all the way, bypassing one person after another without any hindrance, just like a flat under his feet.

The traces left in the place where the soles of the feet have stepped on are generally the same as the traces before stepping on, which are completely consistent. It seems that these traces were originally left by him...

The body finally stopped. In the mind, the strong emotion ended here. Feng Yun Wuji closed his eyes. When he opened again, his pupils recovered to be true, and the consciousness in the depths of his mind expanded and covered the whole brain domain.

"No! ..." While opening his eyes, Feng Yun Wuji shook his whole body and exclaimed. At the foot in front of him, a mighty man in a black satin robe lay in a black snowflake. He was motionless. A huge knife mark completely divided his body in two, his head turned up, and his long scattered hair was covered. Scattered on his face, under the messy hair, his eyes were wide open, as if he was extremely unwilling.

Fengyun Wuji closed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and trembled slightly.

"How could it be like this, dead?!!! Dead!!! Demon Lianzong is actually dead!! ..." This result was far beyond Feng Yun's expectation. Originally, he thought he could get rid of it, but he didn't expect that the final result was still like this.

"Ah!" Feng Yun Wuji suddenly opened his eyes and roared. Under his feet, the snow waves splashed!

The War Emperor actually killed the Demon Training Sect! This news is unparalleled. All the plans, with the death of the Demon Lianzong, are shattered, and only rely on themselves and Jun Qianshang

It's not the opponent of the War Emperor!

The whole demon realm has completely become an empty city and a dead city! No one can escape! Including the Demon Realm Master Demon Training Sect!

As long as you think about this, a chill covers the whole body of Fengyun Wuji. The shadow of the War Emperor expands infinitely in his heart. Invisibly, he planted a kind of karma in his heart - if he does not defeat the War Emperor, I'm afraid he will not be able to reach the extreme of martial arts in his life

"Young man, get out of here!" A strong voice came ethereal.

Feng Yun Wuji shook his whole body and raised his head: "Who? ...Who is talking?"

Sand! Sand!

The space thousands of feet in front of Fengyun Wuji suddenly rippled. A man in a green robe with a majestic face and a long beard under his chin walked slowly out of it. A pair of cyan cloth stepped on the thick snow and made a rustling sound.

Through the rippled air, Feng Yun Wuji saw another completely different scene after seeing the space the old man walked out:

A huge black castle stands between heaven and earth, and the black castle is hidden in the magic of the tide. Twelve huge iron cables extend straight into the air, connecting with a huge iron cage. The huge iron cage emits a scorching blood-colored all over the body, and the wind and clouds look up at the huge When the iron cage was full of long iron, an extremely cruel and tyrannical breath came. The evil breath was so strong that Fengyun's own soul was like floating in a bumpy sea. The fire of life will be extinguished at any time.

When the old man in green robe saw this, he brushed his big hand, and the air ripples behind him disappeared with his brushing. The strange castle and the iron cage suspended in the dark clouds and roaring disappeared from his eyes and appeared in front of him. There is only a huge stone tablet, and the inscription is engraved with strange words. The eight stone tablets are on the edge of the valley, and the position of the eight huge stone pillars is exactly the same.

Fengyun Wuji glanced at the old man and looked down at the body of the Demon Lianzong. He raised his head thoughtfully: "He... Mo Lianzong wanted to ask you for help at the last moment?!!"

"You are very smart!" Laozi in Qingpao said indifferently that from his eyes, Fengyun Wuji saw the traces left by the old years. For such a long time, a person can no longer have the same enthusiasm and interest in other things.

"Yes, he really wants to ask us for help, in fact. We are also fully capable of saving him, but we can't do it!" The old man said in a loud voice.

"Why?"

The old man took a look at the wind and clouds. Then he said, "Since you have stepped on the threshold of the divine level, it's okay to tell you. Anyway, you will know sooner or later.

"You can't set foot here!" I said coldly, "If I can save him, what should I do against the war emperor? You solve your own problems, and we won't interfere! ...This kind of thing is as boring and childish as a child!"

"The Emperor of War? Do you know him?" The wind and clouds are slightly shocked.

"The man wearing the imperial crown and a white imperial robe, right?" I obviously don't mean to deny it. In his eyes, Feng Yun Wuji felt a strong sense of expulsion. It seems that he is eager to drive himself out of here.

"The Magic Training Sect doesn't understand the importance of this place at all! ... At the beginning, he was asked to establish a magic domain just to prevent others from approaching here. Unexpectedly, he actually participated in the competition for Taigu's rights. It's really disappointing! ...As soon as you participate in it, you will naturally have to pay the price, just like killing and being killed!"

"You said he was for the sake of rights? ..." Fengyun Wuji said doubtfully, "The Demon Sect is not because of the order of the temple..."

"What temple? "..." The old man waved his hand: "We don't know, and we are not interested in knowing that the Demon Lianzong died and died in the hands of the man wearing the imperial crown. That's it..."

Before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Yun Wuji: "What did you say? You don't know the temple... Wait, you mean 'you', so there are many people here, a lot of..."

Fengyun Wuji suddenly stopped and looked at the old man.

The Qingpao Laozi's words revealed a series of shocking information:

In ancient times, the temple was the spokesperson of the four supremes and a detached existence. Who is dissatisfied with some of the strategies of the temple, and will not slander the existence of the temple.

However, the tone of the old man in green robe revealed a strong disapprodis to the so-called temple, and from his tone, they... seemed to really not know the temple! This is almost impossible!

When Fengyun Wuji said that question, the old man in green robe's face changed. He seemed to realize that he had said something he shouldn't say. He quickly closed his mouth and waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go. When your strength reaches high enough, it may let you get you here! Now, leave..."

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the space behind him rippled again, and the old man in the green robe wanted to turn around and step into it.

Seeing that I was about to leave, Fengyun Wuji took two steps forward and said coldly, "Why don't you save him? Obviously, you just need to reach out your hand! He is a master of the field in the later stage of the divine level, not the ancient level, nor the early stage of the divine level. For the whole ancient, for human beings, is it so worthless to be a strong person in the field? If so, then what are we guarding all the time in the future?

After hearing Fengyun Wuji's words, the old man's right leg, which had originally stepped into another space, shrank back to Fengyun Wuji. The old man was silent for a moment and then said, "You are a qualified clan. I must admit that everyone in ancient times is guarding it. Fulfill our own responsibilities, but in comparison, our responsibilities are more important. Even if the whole Taikoo is about to be destroyed, it is impossible for us to take action... Since the existence of Taikoo, we have been stationed here.

The old man suddenly stretched out a finger from under his sleeve robe, pointed to the iron cage fixed with twelve thick iron cables in the air, and said, "Do you see it? That's what we are guarding... Once because of an oversight, one of us let one of them spread out, and finally created an extremely evil soul, resulting in the bloody killing of the whole ancient. The human race was divided into two, almost because of this, the clan was destroyed! Fortunately, that person's nature is not bad. Although he is contaminated by evil forces, in the end, he can finally repent, which avoids a disaster of the human race... This is only a small part of the power lost, if this evil power is completely lost..."

The old man looked cold and solemn, and Feng Yun Wuji swore that he could not forget the old man's solemn and serious look in his whole life: "If this evil force is lost... The whole human race, the human race in hundreds of millions of planes, will fall into a doomed situation!! No one can be spared!"

Feng Yun Wuji was shocked all over, and his mind was even more buzzing. The old man's voice came to his ears again, and there was a drowsy power in his voice: "These... I shouldn't have told you. This secret can only be guarded by ourselves, and the secret can only be kept in this area. Now... Here, forget me, forget everything! ... You have never been here, and you haven't seen anything... The Demon Training Sect died and died under the hands of the War Emperor. You are very disappointed... You want to leave here as soon as possible. You don't want to stay here for a long time. After waking up, you think the first

Just get out of here, that's it!"

Fengyun Wuji tried to resist this force, but it was only at the beginning that he crossed the idea in his mind. Soon, he couldn't even get the idea, and his eyelids became very heavy. In the hazy, Fengyun Wuji saw a thin palm with palm lines getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, and finally pressed it on the top of Later, I felt that something was missing in my mind, and my consciousness was getting heavier and heavier...

Looking at the wind and clouds sitting on the ground with his head hanging down, the old man in green robe smiled with satisfaction. Then he shook his sleeves and stepped into the space on the other side. At the moment he stepped in, the sky flashed randomly, and there was a huge roar containing extreme evil and bloodthirsty breath, from the air. The huge iron cage burst out, and the twelve huge irons trembled. At the lower end of the iron cable, the huge black castle connected to it shook and seemed to collapse.

The old man in green robe's face changed dramatically, and he quickly walked out of the castle. After him, the open ripples quickly dissipated...

When Fengyun Wuji woke up, he found that he was sitting on a stone tablet, lying down beside the body of the Demon Sect.

"How can I... sit here? ... I remember, it seems that I was standing just now..." Feng Yun Wuji shook his head and stood up with the huge black stone tablet in his head.

"The Demon Lianzong is dead! ... Alas! ..." Fengyun Wuji sighed and staggered to the outside of the demon realm. The snow under his feet made a rustling sound.

"No!" After three steps away, Fengyun Wuji suddenly felt that something was wrong. It seemed that something had been forgotten by himself, or to be precise, something was lost in his mind.

Fengyun Wuji stroked his head and thought hard. Some very vague impressions swayed through my mind, and I couldn't catch them at all...

"...Even if the whole Taigu is about to collapse, we will never take action..."

Suddenly, a morning bell-like sound sounded from Fengyun Wuji's mind, and Fengyun Wuji shook his whole body. Then, scattered broken memories gushed out from the depths of the sea of consciousness...

"...Mo Lianzong is dead. You are very disappointed to die under the War Emperor... You want to get out of here as soon as possible..."

The memory is very scattered, but with Fengyun Wuji's mind, it is enough to understand a lot of things. Broken memories, and complete memories, revealing local information, are no different for Fengyun Wuji.

"You shouldn't underestimate me... I didn't even understand the idea of the sword body method. How can you understand? "..." Feng Yun Wuji said in his heart, those memories that should have been erased. But it was not completely erased as the man expected.

Looking up, Feng Yun Wuji's eyes showed a blank look and muttered, "I don't remember... I don't remember... I should leave!" ..."

After saying that, his eyes were blank and he staggered towards the outside of the demon realm. A breeze blew behind him, like a human whisper.

The smell of death is all around. Looking at the ice sculptures that will never move again, Fengyun Wuji suddenly felt the cold outside... This is a grave of the dead!

Standing under the cliff, Fengyun Wuji stepped on tiptoe and brushed his long sleeves. He flew slowly to the top of the cliff like a sant.

His eyes swept over the place where the Emperor of War stood and split out the knife. Fengyun Wuji's heart moved, but he skimmed a strange idea. He flinted the hem of his robe. Fengyun Wuji slanted over and settled in the position where the Emperor of War once stood.

Taking a deep breath, Fengyun Wuji slowly closed his eyes. In his mind, he slowly recalled the feelings and scenes of the simulation of the Demon Practice Sect.

Ding Yin Yin!!

Among the limbs and eight skeletons, the sword element contracted into the body, turned into a sword wheel, and the consciousness shrank into a ball, sinking into the depths of the sea of consciousness. The idea of the emperor of war when he came out of the sword poured into the mind like a tide.

The unparalleled knife stimulates the senses of Fengyun Wuji, and the body seems to swell and crack!

Fengyun Wuji stepped on the place where the Emperor of War once stood, position, posture, generally the same, a white robe, no wind automatic, long black hair, a trace of dispersion, flying behind the head...

In the void, it can be said that the most domineering knife in ancient times has poured into the sea of consciousness like flowing water. It is endless and endless. If it hadn't been for the idea of the sword body, it would have been mysterious. For another person, the idea alone at the time of the knife, it would be enough to make his

His eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were white. Feng Yun Wuji's face was full of divine light, and his expression was quite powerful. A proud emperor's spirit gushed out from him. At this moment, it was not Fengyun Wuji who controlled this body, but the 'Emperor of War'!

As soon as the right hand was stretched out, the fifth sword gallbladder appeared in the palms of the palms, quickly extended, turned into a battle knife, put both hands together into one, Fengyun Wuji stepped out with the right leg, and then took the right leg as the base point, the body rotated, with a destructive breath, and split

Puff!

At the time of the knife, Fengyun Wuji's skin was cracked inch by inch. From hundreds of orifices, blood is like a spring - Fengyun Wuji's body can't bear the meaning of this knife!!

Jianyuan rushed to the tip of the knife, but it couldn't be cut out! This knife requires too much Zhenyuan. With the ability of Fengyun Wuji, Zhenqi is used in the fifth sword gallbladder, and it can no longer be cut out...

The violent true qi could not be cut out, and it immediately devoured. Fengyun Wuji's two arms, the muscles silently turned into powder, leaving only two crystal clear, almost translucent hand bones. This disordered energy devoured the rest of the body along the arm.

Fengyun Wuji made a decision to import this disordered energy into the ground under his feet.

Large-scale cliffs silently turned into pieces, collapsed, one after another, and finally roared, shocking smoke and dust all over the sky...

Feng Yun Wuji's body was still motionless. It seemed that he knew nothing about the movement under him. He quietly settled in the air and did not fall down because of the smashing of the cliff.

After all, the sword spirit is different from the knife spirit. Fengyun Wuji can't cut out the knife after all, but the meaning of the knife remains in Fengyun Wuji's mind.

A faint green smell oozed from under the crystal clear hand bones, and then the veins, muscles, and blood quickly formed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the two newborn arms grew out.

Fengyun Wuji closed his eyes. When he opened it again, he had regained his Qingming. Wearing a robe that had been dyed blood red, Fengyun Wuji walked out of the demon realm without saying a word. At the same time, although he could not use the knife at the time of the Emperor of War, was incorporated into the depths of When cracking the sword of the War Emperor in the sea of consciousness, it will also be the time when you can defeat the War Emperor in reality. As for now, the domineering knife of the War Emperor will be the best inducer for the improvement of power!

Suddenly, the sound of breaking the sky came from outside the horizon. Fengyun Wuji heard the sound and raised his head, but outside the horizon, the shadows were crowded, and bursts of white waves came this way. They were the disciples of the war clan.

At the front end of the disciples of the war clan, two disciples of the war clan held two young people in their hands. When Fengyun Wuji saw the faces of the two in the hands of the children of the war clan, his face couldn't help changing - that was late injury and Ximen Huanran!