Chapter 1313

"Listen to the city?" Wang Baole thought about it. The world in Yuanyu daokong seemed to be a little different from what he had known before, especially this way of practicing into singing. Although Wang Baole had seen it in individual monks in the stone tablet circle before, it was obviously completely different from the monks here in essence and significance.

"When you practice to a certain extent, can your whole body turn into an ethereal music?" This novel practice, represented by the rules and regulations, made Wang Baole have some interest. As for eternal existence, immortality, Wang Baole does not believe.

But at the moment, perhaps because of the detailed answer of the other party, or other unknown reasons, he was very fond of the young man in front of him, and even he obviously felt his own heart, which seemed to have more joy.

This made Wang Baole a little surprised. His eyes narrowed slowly, and he fiddled with the two strands of notes in his fingers, making his melody distorted by wailing sound again. With the help of this force, after dispersing his inner joy, Wang Baole suddenly asked.

"And you?"

The young man hesitated for a while, but his good living habits made him quickly forget what he thought was stupid remarks before without any obstacles, and became obedient.

"The younger generation is a branch of Xibu friars, and what is corrected is Xiqing. This practice can spread the meaning of joy in every move and gesture, so that everyone can be infected. According to the description of the Xidian, practice to the extreme, reach the level of Xizhu, and make all living beings in the world crazy about joy."

"Happy way?" Wang Baole was just about to ask, but at this time, suddenly the red fog around suddenly rolled, and bursts of thunder came from a distance.

If it's just like this, when the thunder came, with the rolling of the red fog, there was a faint golden net, which seemed to be formed in all directions, and it was rapidly closing here.

This scene made Wang Bao flash in his eyes and ask the young man.

"What is this?"

The young man was also stunned, and his face showed a daze.

"Is it that other strong men from Tingyu city came after them? No, I haven't heard that there are people who repair thunder in Tingyu city..."

"Even if it was true, it wouldn't have come here for me."

"This is all in the underground nothingness. There will be no other life here except those ancients who did not wake up. Is there another ancients waking up?" The young man was surprised that what he said was not false, but that he was really inexplicable.

Because according to his understanding, the ancients didn't wake up frequently. It's rare to see one at the moment. If you happen to encounter the second, it's too rare.

With Wang Baole's experience and vision, he saw that the young man was really at a loss, so he narrowed his eyes, put away the two rhythms he had captured alive, grabbed the young man beside him, shook his body, and retreated back, ready to avoid this range.

Because in his vague sense, the thunder coming from far and near at this moment gave him a sense of crisis, and it must be unusual for him to have a sense of crisis for such cultivation.

But... At the moment when Wang Baole retreated here, I don't know why, like his behavior here, he was detected by the coming thunder. The thunder suddenly became violent, and the speed suddenly soared. Unexpectedly, in the next moment, in the fog burst, a black spear, surrounded by a purple flash, directly broke the fog in front of him, and suddenly came towards Wang Baole.

This spear is as powerful as a bamboo, and its speed turns into a remnant, setting off a towering power, containing the power to destroy the Tao. As soon as it appears, it makes the four directions roar, especially the sense of destruction, which is comparable to the peak power of the fourth step.

In the next moment, he rushed directly in front of Wang Baole and saw that he was about to pass through.

But obviously, these alone are not enough to pose a threat to Wang Baole. Almost at the moment when the spear was approaching, Wang Baole's octapolar path burst out, and his left hand raised and grabbed forward, grabbing the mighty spear!

No matter how fierce the spear is, how buzzing and struggling it is useless. Wang Baole's left hand, like a pair of pliers, clamps it down.

Then, with a sudden swing, the spear reversed its direction, made a counter attack to where it came from, even faster and more powerful!

When the roar was loud, the spear rushed into the fog penetrated by it when it came.

The next moment, with the loud noise, a figure with a white mask and white robe suddenly walked out. At the moment he walked out, the golden net appeared in the fog around him, which was more and more obvious and completely revealed at the moment.

This scene made Wang Baole's eyes narrow. At the same time, the young man who was held by his right hand suddenly opened his eyes, as if he remembered something. His expression changed from blankness to panic, and it quickly turned into surprise and exclamation.

"Emperor spirit!"

"God, this... This is the emperor spirit!!"

"What is the emperor spirit?" Wangbaole immediately asked.

"The emperor spirit is the legendary apostle of the way of heaven, who neither dies nor dies, nor will he appear in the world. This is wrong. How can even the emperor spirit appear? It is said that their mission is only one, that is, the way to kill outsiders..." speaking of this, the young man suddenly closed his voice, quickly turned his head and stared at Wang Baole dumbly, with a stronger shock in his eyes.

"Are you... Are you not an ancient? Are you... An outsider?"

"Kill outsiders, do not die, do not die?" Wang Baole was thoughtful. Seeing the monk in white mask and white robe, he came roaring with lightning at the moment. He didn't dodge himself.

Because in the next moment, from the fog on the side, with the sudden sound of whistling, the spear thrown by Wang Baole directly broke through the red fog and suddenly rushed out, too fast than before. At the moment of appearance, it was close to the white figure walking towards Wang Baole.

The white figure immediately noticed that he wanted to avoid in a flash, but it was late. In the blink of an eye, with the echo of the roar, the spear directly penetrated his chest and exploded his body directly, breaking it apart.

The youth is dull again.

But Wang Baole didn't relax at all. Instead, he frowned immediately, because just a fourth step of the emperor spirit was not enough to make him have the previous sense of crisis, especially after the death of the emperor spirit at this moment, his sense of crisis was not reduced, but even heavier.

At the next breath, Wang Baole immediately looked at the place where the emperor spirit collapsed, and his eyes suddenly contracted, because there, the collapsed emperor spirit was not completely broken, but... From its scattered flesh and blood, a new figure came together impressively.

Two emperors!

Two identical imperial spirits at the peak of the fourth step!