Piwu's eyes widened, but there was a look of fear in it, which he could not hide. In his perception, Luo Yuan was like the giant who created the world, and he was the trembling ant crawling under the giant's feet. This was a level of life, a crushing force in the Tao, and he could only tremble and unable to resist.

Finally, Luo Yuan's finger slowly tapped, but Piwu seemed to be imprisoned in the world, unable to move at all, and could only watch a finger coming. The sky and the earth were lost, the sun and the moon were gone, the waves rose three thousand feet, the island fell apart, and Piwu slowly turned into dust under this endless power of annihilation, and passed away with the wind.

"Puff", Luo Yuan sprayed blood again. Although he was slightly injured, he was extremely happy. Being able to use the Annihilation Finger increased his strength several times. This injury was not worth mentioning compared to what he gained. At the end of this battle, Luo Yuan's strength is now extraordinary. He actually did not suffer a severe injury when he fought with Piwu. The injuries caused to him by Piwu were far smaller than the backlash suffered by Piwu.

Then, his eyes were a little cold, and he looked at the three old men hundreds of miles away. These three men did not die under Luo Yuan's deliberate hand. In addition, the old man sacrificed several magic weapons as a protection, so his life was not hanging on the line. However, he was also fainted at this time. As long as Luo Yuan was willing, the three of them would be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

It’s not that Luo Yuan couldn’t bear to kill them, because Luo Yuan’s character of revenge would naturally not let the Nascent Soul cultivator go easily. However, now his body is injured and the flying boat has been destroyed during the battle. Now it is still hundreds of thousands of miles away from Xue'an Mountain. If it is all based on flying, his late-stage cultivation of the Golden Pill is far from enough to support him.

So Luo Yuan stepped out, and in a few flashes, he came to the stone where the three of them were.

He stepped forward and suddenly frowned. "Huh?" Luo Yuan stuck out his palm, grabbed the old man's neck, and lifted him up.

The old man immediately opened his eyes, unable to speak in his mouth, and he frantically used his divine sense to call for mercy: "Fellow my life, please spare me, please spare me, I have no intention of offending me, please ask me to give up my hand."

Luo Yuanwang didn't hear that, and slapped him with a palm, and the old man coughed up blood. He was already suffering from severe injuries and suffered this blow. His cultivation level was unstable and he showed signs of falling.

"The Nascent Soul leaves your body and can save your life, otherwise, Luo Yuan's eyes suddenly became cold, and the meaning of it was self-evident.

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but look embarrassed. The Nascent Soul left his body and meant that he had no power to fight back. The Nascent Soul, who had lost his body, was extremely fragile and had no way to use magical powers and magic. It was no exaggeration to say that he was slaughtered. He could see that Luo Yuan was injured, but it was still not difficult to kill him.

"Since you refuse, then you can go to reincarnation and be reborn." Luo Yuanyan's spirit burst out suddenly, trying to kill the old man in his hand.

When the old man saw this and the situation, he could no longer think about it. When the Nascent Soul immediately left his body, nothing was more important than surviving.

"Fellow Taoist do not be impulsive. If you have something to say, you are a human monk, why do you kill this? Why don't we sit down calmly and drink tea and exchange the gains of our practice?" The old man's Nascent Soul spoke awkwardly, trying to change the topic.

Luo Yuan disdained this person at all. He just opened the bamboo tube and asked, "Old Ghost Wanzhu, please see if this Nascent Soul body is suitable."

The bamboo tube shone brightly, and then a green light shot out from it and rushed into the old man's body.

Luo Yuan looked calm, but the old man's Nascent Soul was full of pain. That was his body. It would be fine if he was driven out now, but he occupied his body in front of him. His dignified Nascent Soul Ancestor has never suffered such a great humiliation. But now, the situation is stronger than that of others, so he can only endure it. Otherwise, even Nascent Soul would be difficult to preserve it if it was a physical body.

After about half an hour, the old man's body suddenly stepped into the air, his white hair was vigorous and moving with the wind. His clothes were shining, his arms spread out, as if he was dominating the world, and like a nine heavenly immortal stepping into the mortal world.

"Why do I think this body is yours? I can't tell you that you really have a bit of fairy-like spirit." Luo Yuan groped his chin and spoke with a little playful look.

In the air, the old man Wan Zhu's eyes suddenly opened and closed, and two emerald green lights shot out from his eyes, and a little withered yellow color attached.

"Hahaha, Shu Chang, I have forgotten what it feels like to have a physical body for so many years." Old Man Wan Zhu whistled to the sky, splashing dozens of feet of waves. He seemed to have become the ancestor of the great sect who dominated the country thousands of years ago.

Unlike the old man Wan Zhu's spirit and Luo Yuan's indifference, the old man in the Nascent Soul beside him had already cried and closed his eyes without saying anything. He could only constantly comfort himself in his heart, not being upset, not being upset...

"By the way, boy, where did you find such a physical body? It's much better than I used to be." Old Man Wan Zhu smiled, and the immortal style bone disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only a deep-seated... slutty.

Upon hearing this, Luo Yuan stretched out his finger and pointed to the Nascent Soul beside him: "Old Gui Han, don't you go and thank him if you see that Nascent Soul."

When the old man Wan Zhu heard this, he looked in the direction Luo Yuan pointed, and saw a white little man sitting cross-legged in the air. However, the little man's eyes were closed, and he looked depressed and had no desire. Who is the old man Wan Zhu? The reason is naturally clear in his heart. Then who would give up his body? What's more, it's a fantasy to give him a Jindan monk.

"Boy, what are your plans next?" Old Man Wan Zhu looked at Luo Yuan and asked.

Luo Yuan pondered for a moment, and first pointed to the Nascent Soul beside him: "Go to this sect first. If this old man plots against me, I will save his life in turn. It is natural to go to his sect to get some things. Then, go to Xue'an Mountain, I will become Nascent Soul in Xue'an Mountain, and then return to Zhao State to take revenge!" When talking about Zhao State, Luo Yuan's murderous intent suddenly burst out, which was the hatred that he had buried for decades. This is the deep hatred of the blood sea, the pressure that he was destined to be unable to live an ordinary life and needs to struggle between life and death. He even fought his life and was not enough to repay the grace of protecting his life!

"Well, it's not too much." Old Man Wan Zhu nodded first, then glanced at the Yuanying. Somehow, he always felt that he became more and more disliked. Then when he heard that Luo Yuan was going to go to Xue'an Mountain, he couldn't help but wonder: "What is Xue'an Mountain? I knew a lot of strange things in the world back then, why didn't I hear about this Xue'an Mountain?"

Old Man Wan Zhu was still puzzled, but the Nascent Soul Little Man next to him was suddenly shocked, and his eyes opened, looking shocked: "Xue'an Mountain! I advise you not to die. The dam that had been chasing us before was just ordinary in Xue'an Mountain. That place, perhaps the power of the ancient sacred mountain stationed on the Wuya Sea in the South Forbidden Ancient Road. Although you are extraordinary, how dare you provoke such existences? Young people really don't know how to live or die."

Luo Yuan's eyes immediately became cold: "My business, when is it your turn to talk too much? If you dare to make noise, you will not survive the next breath!"

After hearing Luo Yuan's words, the old man immediately shut up and said nothing more. He was shocked and angry at Luo Yuan, and he felt a little more afraid.

"This body has been useless for a long time. I'd better change it to a puppet. Not only can the strength be improved a lot, even if you lose your arms and legs, you won't feel pain." Old Man Wan Zhu knocked on his body and said with dissatisfaction.
Chapter completed!