Chapter 1278： Long River of Reincarnation

"boom!"

The chilling spirit bloomed quietly.

It's just that compared to that momentary chill, Yang Yuan's heart at this moment seemed to fall into an ice cellar.

He turned his head blankly, looking at the beautiful and flawless face, slowly approaching, full of frost.

In the eyes, it was not panic, but...unbelief.

"Di, Daoxing, Son of Destiny, trembled. Congratulations to the host for plundering luck for 2000 points and villain worth 20000 points."

"boom!"

Xia Zhimeng's jade hand stretched out, and his palm was tattooed on the heart, and he slammed it down on Yang Yuan's body.

only! !

What is surprising is that the figure of the young man did not tremble at this moment, but looked at the girl in front of him with dull and confused eyes.

"why?"

Yang Yuan's lips trembled lightly, and he asked extremely bitterly.

Although, from the moment Ling Xiao appeared, he felt a hint of conspiracy.

However, he still didn't want to believe that this little sister who had risked her life to save him would betray him.

Is it true that all births and deaths are fake?

How could the girl who has gone through risks alone to lead away the powerful enemy and accompany him all the way to betray him! !

"Om."

Before Xia Zhimeng could answer, there was a loud sword roar resounding suddenly between the world and the earth.

Outside Yang Yuan, golden light suddenly appeared, and he was vast and vast.

And his figure directly rose into the air, shaking hands into a fist, and looking sadly and indignantly toward the black-clothed youth who suddenly appeared.

"why!!!"

"boom!!"

The opportunity of horror erupted, and I saw Yang Yuan's body, Yuhui filled, and immortal rhyme came together.

At this time, his whole person looked like a desolate Zhanxian, desperately desperate, burning with anger.

"Blame you!! It must be you who bewitched the dream! It must be you!!!"

"Boom!"

Jin Hui rushed into the sky, and saw Yang Yuan fist, the void directly split and turned into an endless abyss, like a big mouth, swallowing all the creatures blocking him.

The mighty, destroying the world.

Under the burning of anger in his heart, Yang Yuan's punch unexpectedly exuded a breath of death.

only! !

At the moment when Fist Shadow collided with Jian Hui, the expression on Yang Yuan's face quietly condensed.

Then, the golden light outside his body dimmed quietly in a breath, and even the yingying celestial radiance from his body seemed to burst and spatter, scattered from the sky.

"Since when..."

Yang Yuan stood in the void with his hair loose, looking up at the figure that had stepped into the air.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao didn't even look at him, and instead swept towards the spiritual shadow hiding behind the ten thousand sacred artifact.

Thousands of miles are emptied, and the spirit is vast.

I saw Ye Zu's corpse puppet respond in an embarrassed manner, and the black robe outside his body had long been shattered, revealing the dark skin and flesh in it.

It was like a piece of supreme immortal gold, even if it was hit by countless sacred artifacts, there was still no sign of collapse.

At the moment when the colorful divine light flickered in that Lingying pupil, he felt that the space behind him suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, a silver-white ancient sword with endless ups and downs suddenly penetrated through and cut towards his head.

"you…"

Qicai Lingying suddenly turned around, looking at the young figure who did not know when he appeared behind him, there was a strong jealousy in his eyes.

"You can't kill me, kill me, you can't get Ten Thousand Soldier Dao Zang!!"

"Really? I heard that as long as you fuse you, you can control this temple. As for whether you have spiritual knowledge, what's the difference?"

Ling Xiao smiled contemptuously, ignoring the threat of this spiritual shadow at all.

The world is stagnant, and time does not exist.

Purple thunder fell from the sky, and the endless sea of ​​fire burned the sky.

And the horror in Lingying's eyes had not yet dissipated, but it was easily pierced into the center of the eyebrows by the ancient silver sword, smashing its entire head into shreds.

"Di, congratulations to the host for killing the Son of Destiny, for successfully plundering 4,000 points of luck and 40,000 points for the villain."

"Di, congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny, and get an extra reward: Jade Bone and Golden Body."

"Di, congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny, and get an extra reward: Destiny forged value 1% (total 62%)."

Before the treasure hall, Yang Yuan furiously turned around, trying to look at Xia Zhimeng.

However, as his head twisted, his whole body suddenly split apart, and blood mixed with his internal organs and spilled on the ground, shocking.

Xia Zhimeng's face turned pale, he leaned over and retched, and there seemed to be a mist rising in his eyes, and he didn't know if it was because of nausea or...sadness.

"Om."

The Ten Thousand Paths Sacred Artifact that had whizzed into the sky suddenly stopped strangely.

Then, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the palace behind him.

And the body of the colorful spirit shadow also collapsed at this time.

The billowing spirit is overflowing, the **** pattern evolves, and a wave of vicissitudes of ancient times sweeps across all directions, leading to the buzzing of the treasure hall, and ten thousand soldiers squatting together.

In the final analysis, this spiritual shadow is nothing but a weapon soul that gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

And just as the colorful divine brilliance was about to dissipate, I saw the infinite Dao pattern around the treasure hall suddenly evolving, connecting into a formation, trapping heaven and earth.

From the moment Ling Xiao appeared, he had already secretly used the Ancient Universe Formation to seal off this space.

The Son of Destiny, who has brought out such an amazing good fortune, can't tolerate Ling Xiao's carelessness.

Once this Yang Yuan escapes again today, he will be completely out of control.

This kind of thing, Ling Xiao would naturally not make it happen.

I saw the ancient universe buzzing horizontally, gathering all the colorful auras together, and Ling Xiao's eyebrows immediately bloomed with a ray of fairy brilliance, like a **** and demon eye pupil, directly swallowing the aura into the sea of ​​soul.

In the next instant, his eyes trembled lightly, and his palm Yihui directly sealed this space into the realm.

And his figure is sitting cross-legged in the air, above the whole body, the Taoism is gushing, and a ray of magic is quietly manifested.

At this moment, in the sea of ​​soul, a breath of reincarnation quietly fluctuated.

And those colorful auras that he swallowed into the body, condensed into a long river of time, winding and empty, flowing endlessly.

Among them, there is a fairy palace standing, and the gods are unparalleled.

A series of tall and heroic figures, awakened in the long river of light since then, looked down at him.

"boom!!"

Ten thousand eyes are condensed into a seal, colorful and gorgeous, evolving into the vicissitudes of life.

With just one glance, Ling Xiao actually felt the vitality in his body quickly drained, and even the soul body seemed to be shattered.

Back hand! ! !

Very easily, Ling Xiao guessed the meaning of this long river of reincarnation.

I'm afraid that the Lord of Samsara left behind the five good fortunes, and he must have arranged a lot of successors.

The mark of reincarnation is only the key to unlock the secret realm here, and it is the colorful spiritual shadow that really determines the inheritor.

In other words, if it is active integration, this long river of reincarnation may not appear.

And if it is killed by a man, this long river of reincarnation will be the next step to prevent the good fortune of Tianfu from falling into the hands of evil people! !