"Bang bang bang..."

Under a series of shattering sounds, the ancestral witch map disintegrated inch by inch, disappearing quickly like the ice and snow melting from winter to spring.

However, the Ancestral Witch Picture was so terrifying that when it melted to the last moment, it suddenly exploded. A fragment of the picture that looked only the size of a palm rotated rapidly along with the mysterious lock on Wuming.

He was directly submerged into the nameless soul.

The emergence of such a situation shocked everyone, even Wuming was surprised. His original practice of sacrificing himself in exchange for strength had already made his situation very bad. His flesh and blood melted, his bones broke, and his energy

The spirit was split open, and every part of the body was disintegrating inch by inch, just like the ancestral witch picture that quickly disappeared.

Severe pain invaded his whole body and his soul. Under the burning light of the sacrifice, Wuming's body was torn apart and turned into clouds and smoke. There were more and more cracks on his soul, crisscrossing them, making his soul look like

It is about to be broken, which is shocking.

This was a lose-lose struggle. Although Wuming relied on the power of the martial arts source stone to break the ancestral witch map, he himself also entered death because of the living sacrifice.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of shattering, and the nameless soul fell off piece after piece. The last blow Zuwutu had just delivered to him made his soul, which he could barely hold on to, unable to hold on any longer.

His soul also began to disintegrate, his light became dim, and he was about to disappear from this world forever!

At the last moment, Wuming closed his eyes, and many past events came to mind one by one. Scenes, everything seemed like it happened yesterday, joyful, sad, touching, helpless... many, many, which made

His heart was full of reluctance.

However, there was nothing he could do. Living sacrifice itself was an extremely dangerous method, and it was not much different from the soul's self-destruction.

Although the living sacrifice technique he just performed was an improved method, under the bombardment of the palm-sized ancestral witch picture, the improvements he made to the living sacrifice technique instantly became useless.

"Is it finally over?" Wuming said sadly.

The soul shattered into pieces, falling off piece by piece, turning into rain of light and flying in all directions.

At this moment, his will was sinking, and his mind was in a trance. He looked at the world with reluctance, with an indescribable attachment, and whispered: "After the glory, after the downfall, the revenge of the Palace of Samsara is better.

No more…”

Thinking of the many disciples who had fallen in the Palace of Reincarnation, Wuming's heart was filled with unwillingness and powerlessness. It was not that he did not want to take revenge, but that because his soul was broken, he could no longer live, so there was no need to talk about revenge!

"Buzz buzz..."

The light and rain are flying, telling the story of desolation!

At this time, most of the nameless soul has disappeared, and there is not much time left for him.

Perhaps it was because he was on the verge of death. He felt that the time around him seemed to have stagnated. He put down everything in his heart and waited quietly, waiting for himself to die and fall into eternal darkness. But he still wanted to see

One last look.

"Don't you even have the strength to take one last look?"

Wuming tried hard to turn around and take a look at Xin'er and others in the distance behind him. They were one of the few people who could make him feel warm.

But now he has no strength at all, which makes him very sad and uncomfortable. He can't help but think of the days when he was a child and wandered alone.

"It's really cold!"

At the moment when he was unable to look back, Wuming felt an unprecedented sense of coldness, just like when he was wandering as a child, lying alone on a small bed with no warmth. There was really no protection from any relatives, and no warmth at all.

What warms my heart is the desolate feeling that I am the only one in the world, lonely and dejected.

Two lives later, although Wuming was surrounded by many people who cared about him, and he also figured out his life experience in this life, the brothers whose lives were intertwined and the lovers who vowed to each other were not his parents after all.

After searching for so long, I still haven’t seen what my parents look like.

Perhaps, just as he was unable to see Xin'er and the others at this time, and could not avenge the deaths of the people in the Reincarnation Hall, this was destined to become his eternal regret.

After all, he is about to die now, and death is like extinguishing a lamp. Whether it is the love sworn to each other, the hatred of blood feud, or the family love that he has been pursuing, it will completely disappear with his death.

"Too many regrets!" Wuming sighed, feeling dejected and helpless. At the last moment of his life, he felt cold and confused. There were so many regrets that made him feel that he would not be able to die peacefully.

.

"Well, why am I not dead yet!" After a while, Wuming happened again. He was waiting for his own death, sending himself away from this world and falling into eternal sleep.

I just don’t know why, but time really seemed to have stopped and became extremely long. After his soul cracked and turned into a rain of light, it didn’t disappear. Instead, it surrounded his soul. This

Let his will remain awake.

"This is……"

Wuming opened his eyes and saw a series of light and shadows appearing around the light rain formed by the fragments of his soul.

In those scenes of light and shadow, he saw the vast universe, the bright stars, the vast sky, the vast earth, ancient ancestors, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and many other scenes.

It is these lights and shadows that lock

It captured his soul and prevented his soul from dissipating, making time seem to be frozen in his place.

"This is the power of the martial arts source stone!" Wuming was surprised, not knowing why the martial arts source stone burst out with such power.

"Boy, don't be distracted at this time. I can't hold on anymore," came the voice of the Cauldron of All Things, full of reluctance.

"Wangwu, how did you do that?" There was no nameless difference, but he didn't expect that Wanwu Ding saved his life in the end.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will explain to you later, what time has it been, why are you still talking so much nonsense, what the hell..." Wanwuding cursed.

Feeling the anxiety of the Cauldron of All Things, Wuming didn't dare to ask any more questions. His iron will also mobilized the power of the martial arts source stone, compressing all the Yuanshen fragments that turned into light rain towards his broken Yuanshen.

"Buzz buzz..."

Pictures of light and shadow rotate rapidly, just like watching flowers on a horse, giving people a dazzling feeling.

The dark golden light rippled like ripples, turning into a compressed force that compressed all of his dissipated soul back to its original place.

However, the cracks in his soul have not completely disappeared. It is like a broken mirror. Even if you try hard to reorganize it, you still cannot restore it to its original state. The shocking cracks will always remain.

exists.

"Buzz buzz..."

At this moment, green clouds flowed and enveloped his soul. The cracks in his soul healed quickly and disappeared, which surprised Wuming.

Soon, he discovered that the green rays of light were actually flowing from the World Tree in his natal world. Like the supreme elixir of life and death, flesh and bones, it quickly healed the cracks in his soul.

At the same time, endless auras from all directions, such as water and moonflowers, were all drawn by a mysterious force. It was the roots of the World Tree that were extracting the auras of heaven and earth, turning them into the power to reshape his soul.

"boom!"

The next moment, surging air waves rolled, and the World Tree slowly appeared. Some of the roots rushed in all directions, absorbing boundless spiritual energy and gathering them. At the same time, another part of the roots seemed to have turned into chains of order, pulling the nameless Yuan.

God tied them up so that they could never be loosened again.

The World Tree glows, and the green leaves one after another are all rustling. Every time a sound is made, a wave of spiritual energy will be formed, and the endless spiritual energy will be gathered towards the nameless soul.

Coupled with the power of the martial arts source stone, the dissipation trend of the nameless soul was completely curbed. At the same time, the ferocious cracks on the soul also quickly disappeared one after another.

"How can the combination of the two have such power?" Wuming was also different, but he also knew that it was not the time for him to delve deeper. With the power of the martial arts source stone and the world tree, he quickly repaired his soul.

Endless spiritual energy gathered from all directions and enveloped his soul. The whole person was like a cocoon wrapped in a silkworm cocoon, waiting for the moment to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

Undoubtedly, this takes time, and can even be said to be an extremely long process. This makes people who have been paying attention here also know that Wuming has encountered a big problem.

At the last moment, they all saw the scene where Wuming was about to die. Everyone thought that he would definitely die. However, what happened later made people know that Wuming seemed to be immortal.

In order to figure this out, people all over the Fairy Universe waited patiently, and this wait lasted three days and three nights.

For three days and three nights, Wuming's place was always filled with light. He was going through a huge change as he returned from the realm of death.

The power of the Martial Arts Source Stone and the World Tree brought his dissipated soul back together. It was like a porcelain doll falling to pieces on the solid ground, and then being spliced ​​together, returning to its original appearance, except that the whole body was

The shocking cracks are so densely packed that they are countless!

Moreover, it has to be said that the power of the Martial Arts Source Stone and the World Tree only temporarily bonded his soul, and it could disintegrate again at any time and explode in the world.

Therefore, during the three days and nights that Wuming was dormant, he was trying to find a way to completely repair the scars on his soul, and it was not just an external repair, it also involved the repair of internal scars.

However, after three days and three nights, Wuming was unable to repair the scars inside his Yuan Shen, because the power of Zu Wutu had been deeply embedded in his Yuan Shen, like maggots in the tarsus, and it was not at all

He can get rid of it in a short time.

"The power of the Ancestral Witch Tu is indeed terrifying!" A nameless solemn voice rang out from the cocoon of light transformed by endless spiritual energy.

In the past three days and three nights, he has tried many times to repair the internal injuries of his soul, and even tried to get rid of the power of the ancestral witch diagram attached to his soul, but every time he tried, he almost lost his soul.

It was torn apart and disintegrated again, which made him dare not act rashly.

The Zuwutu is not only a curse, but also a rule. It destroys his soul and does not want him to survive at all. This is also the sequelae left to him by the Thunder Tribulation of Immortality.

This kind of sequelae is very terrifying and contains unparalleled destructive power. Even if he uses the power of the martial arts source stone and the world tree at the same time, he still cannot completely eradicate it. All he can do is to lock his soul, and

Don't let it dissipate again.

"We have to find other solutions!" Wuming thought to himself, having to accept the fact that he had no solution to the problem for the time being.

"If the power of Zu Wutu cannot be completely eradicated, even if I am still alive now, I will still die in the end!" Wuming's mood was a little low, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

The power of the Martial Arts Source Stone and the World Tree are very magical, but due to his own reasons, he cannot fully exert their power, and the power of the curse rules of Zuwu Tu has been condensed with his soul.

It became one, omnidirectional, and non-stop destroying his soul. This was obviously what Chengxian Leijie wanted to do, which was to kill him completely.

"After all, I still have to die. Give me a glimmer of hope and leave me with a broken body. Is it just to fulfill my wish and go see the person I want to see?" Wuming said to himself, not knowing whether to be happy or disappointed!
To be continued...