The swordsmanship of silence he practiced was actually somewhat similar to Su Youwei's way of Asura.

As a quasi-emperor, he still can't control that violent aura to the point where he can do whatever he wants, how could an ordinary girl from the lower realm do it?

What made him panic even more was that Su Youwei's strength was abnormal, and this was not the strength she should have.

In the information they collected, Su Youwei was clearly just an ant in the Golden Core Stage.

But now the ants have turned into extraterrestrial demons!

She just stood there quietly, doing the simplest actions and speaking the simplest words.

Dao's heart is broken, and Xiange is lost!

Why don't you want to die?

He has not yet become an Immortal Emperor.

His path should not end here!

"No no no no no, don't come here, don't come here..."

He Bukong's spirit retreated again and again, but in fact Su Youwei didn't move at all.

What he saw in his eyes was no longer Su Youwei alone, but thousands of wronged souls dancing with the blood rain outside the stone room.

Those people have all died under his sword.

Their faces were contorted and they laughed sharply, as if they were waiting for him to become their companion.

Die, die, die...

Why don't you have a ferocious face.

He took out a robbery token from his arms, which was a token that could communicate with the immortal world.

When he first came down from the fairyland, he used this as a medium to accept orders from the fairyland.

But some time ago, for some unknown reason, he suddenly couldn't receive a reply from Immortal Realm.

Accident.

It must have been an accident!

As long as he can contact those people this time, even if Su Youwei is ten times stronger, he has nothing to be afraid of.

"Respond quickly, hurry up, if you don't reply to Wanduzhu, it will be gone, hurry up..."

Whoosh.

Another flash of blood, why didn't you watch the token in your hand melt into nothingness.

"..."

He raised his head.

I don't know when Su Youwei had appeared in front of him, the blood sword was only half an inch away from his neck.

He only has a soul now, and even if he is stabbed by a sword, he will not bleed.

But he will die, he will indeed die!

At this moment, He Bukong remembered the fear of being dominated by aging.

To him, it was the most terrifying spell in the world!

He suddenly knelt on the ground and wailed in a tearing voice: "Please, give me the Wan Poison Pearl, I can give you anything you want, please, I don't want to die, I really I just don't want to die..."

The sound echoed in the stone room, even covering the rain outside.

He Bukong couldn't see the tears on his face, because it was just a remnant of a soul, but his face was much more distorted than the flesh.

Su Youwei stared blankly at He Bukong who was completely lost.

She heard Hongyi say in her heart, "His heart has been broken."

Is Dao heartbroken?

That being the case, isn't it bad to take the initiative to trade like Dao Xingyuan at the beginning?

So, this is the immortal aloof.

After the Tao's heart is broken, it is not even as good as a dog.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Su Youwei stared at He Bukong intently.

Before coming here, she thought about many ways to deal with He Bukong.

Hate?

Of course hate.

If it wasn't for these people coveting the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl in her hand, Senior Sister Bai and Master would not have been in danger at all.

She already owed Senior Sister Bai a lot, and now she owes it to the extent that it is not enough for her to set off her debts.

She wished she could torture He Bukong with the most cruel swordsmanship in the world, so that he could experience the pain in her heart a hundredfold.

But after seeing He Bukong's collapsed face, Su Youwei suddenly lost such interest.

She raised the sword high.

Realizing that death was about to come, He Bukong rushed towards her.

He tried to hug Su Youwei's leg.

"Don't kill me, I don't want Wanduzhu anymore, don't kill me, no matter one day or one year, I want to live, I want..."

Poof!

The blood sword suddenly fell, and plunged into it fiercely along He Bukong's back.

Slip.

In an instant, a black vortex appeared from the wound made by the blood sword, and the vortex began to swallow He Bukong's soul.

Why don't you struggle desperately.

"No no no no... I don't want to... ah ah ah..."

But no matter how much he struggled, it would not help, his life had come to an end.

At this time, he couldn't see anything clearly, all that remained in his eyes was the boundless darkness, and...

A faint blue light.

It's the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl!

I want to get it, I must get it!

Why not Kong, like a starving wild dog, rushed towards the ray of light.

Then……

In deathly silence.

He plunged headlong into the black vortex, countless arms stretched out from the darkness, those hands grabbed his shoulders, grabbed his arms, grabbed every part of his body.

Why not sober up, but it's too late.

He was imprisoned by death!

"Quiet the swordsmanship, it turned out to be me who died."

It's really funny enough. After thousands of eons refine the heart, in the end, the fearless heart cannot be cultivated.

No wonder, you must know that even the Taoist master with supreme talent could not escape the catastrophe.

……

Why doesn't it disappear.

The screams also disappeared.

Holding the blood sword, Su Youwei silently looked at the empty stone room.

For a long time, her eyes fell on the Cauldron of Hate.

Is this the source of the troubled sand area?

She didn't act in a hurry, because she noticed some movement in the depths of the stone room.

Su Youwei slowly walked over there.

He stepped lightly on the ground with bare feet, without leaving any fluctuations.

She passed through a cage and saw a dying man locked by a chain.

She asked, "Are you Dao Xingyuan?"

Dao Xingyuan reluctantly stood up, he squeezed out a smile: "Exactly."

He was not empty, he recognized Su Youwei at a glance, and because there was no soundproofing here, even if his divine sense was banned, he still had a general understanding of what was going on outside.

He tried to stand up.

But he fell to the ground with a thud as soon as he got up.

The smile on his face froze, replaced by boundless pain.

"I missed the appointment." Dao Xingyuan embedded his five fingers on the ground, "I missed the appointment. If I were a little more cautious, even as long as I set off a day earlier, things wouldn't be like this."

Su Youwei finally said something comforting: "Those people are already dead, it's not too late to make amends."

"Do not!"

Dao Xingyuan suddenly roared loudly.

This sudden move shocked Su Youwei.

Why are you yelling so loudly? !

But she had no idea of ​​blaming Dao Xingyuan because Dao Xingyuan cried.

He knelt down on the ground and slammed his fists **** the ground.

bang bang bang...

Tears and blood mixed together.

"It's too late, it's too late." Dao Xingyuan's voice was hoarse, and even broke several times, "I can't go back, my cultivation base is ruined now, my Dao foundation is worn out, I can't go back. Even if I get Myriad Poison Pearl, I can't return to the Dharma Tribulation Dao, I missed the appointment..."

Su Youwei opened her mouth and she asked, "Why do you want Wandu Pearl?"

But Dao Xingyuan did not answer.

His current situation is actually not much better than He Bukong just now.

Like He Bukong, he wanted to get the Wan Poison Pearl, but he was looking for the Taoist master.

He used to be only one step away from the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl, but that step became a moat that he would never be able to cross!

As he said just now, he will never return to the Dharma-robbery Dao again.

ended.

He missed the appointment.

All because of one small mistake of his.

This mistake ruined Immortal Emperor Wuwang's plan, ruined his dream of retrieving the Taoist Lord, and ruined his spiritual support for continuing to run!

"I'm a waste, it's me, it's me who harmed the Taoist master."

Dao Xingyuan burst into tears, no matter how Su Youwei comforted him, he was indifferent.

"..."

Su Youwei's outstretched hand finally retracted.

When manpower is exhausted.

She now temporarily possesses the power to sway the world with swords, but she is unable to reattach Dao Xingyuan's broken heart.

She returned to the stone room.

The source of Lihen tide is Lihen Ding, as long as the Ding is destroyed, everything should be able to return to normal.