Chapter 117 It’S Good To Be Alive
Chen Yun directly stepped on the Mahayana monster at his feet into the bloody ground.
The majestic spiritual power directly shattered the consciousness of the Mahayana monster.
In fact, normally spiritual power cannot directly cause damage to the soul.
But, fortunately, Chen Yun is not a normal person.
Chen Yun's spiritual power is filled with the ethereal laws of the dark avenue, and has the ability to deny the meaning of living beings' existence!
Moreover, the monster at its feet did not have much intelligence, and it had no ability to resist Chen Yun's special spiritual power.
Coupled with the fact that Chen Yun's attacks were too fast and too powerful, this would make this Mahayana monster sleep until the next life.
Chen Yun should be a good person.
Furthermore, speaking of this monster, the appearance this time is probably just some small means for the red-robed Taoist to control this world.
To be precise, this monster is just a pawn of the red-robed Taoist.
The red-robed Taoist seemed to have noticed that the monk in the realm of transformation into gods was doing something that might affect his enlightenment.
Then he casually made his next move, which was to stop the burning momentum of the flame.
Otherwise, during the day, Chen Yun would never have seen a monster in the Mahayana realm in the past few years.
But the level is comparable to that of some weaker outer disciples in the sea of purple bamboo flowers.
Chen Yun, who was standing above the sky, could naturally see it, so he took action.
As for the murmur of "I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry yet!"
What he said was not only heard by the bloody demon wolf at his feet who had returned to the west, but also passed on to the red-robed Taoist.
Chen Yun knew that the red-robed Taoist must hear it!
Chen Yun also knew that in the distant sky, the red-robed Taoist must be watching him.
So Chen Yun looked at the highest point of the sky and showed a shallow smile.
It's not like a provocation, more like a greeting. After all, Chen Yun is very polite.
In fact, Chen Yun’s original intention was not to stop the red-robed Taoist from becoming a saint!
Chen Yun just wanted to see what kind of changes would happen to the monks in this world without unexpected developments.
Chen Yun's action this time actually did not deepen his connection with this world much.
After all, this Mahayana realm monster should not have appeared here in the first place.
The red-robed Taoist cannot directly interfere with the changes in this world.
After all, this world is not entirely his small cave world, but the dojo where the great heavens themselves merge with his small cave world.
Otherwise, he should be a great sage by now!
The blood wolf at Chen Yun's feet slept peacefully, and the world became quiet.
Chen Yun looked at the highest point of the sky in the distance and found that there was no movement for a long time. He knew that the red-robed Taoist was not ready to take action.
Chen Yun sniffed and thought this was a good thing.
At this moment, the dazzling sunlight shone on Chen Yun's body.
Chen Yun sniffed, jumped off the blood wolf's head, and walked towards the god-transformation realm monk sitting on the ground.
"Don't talk! Just keep walking and do what you have to do, understand?"
The monk in the realm of transformation looked at the young man in white robes, feeling a little dazed and just about to reply.
The white-robed figure suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth, unable to find any breath.
It was as if such a monk had never appeared before.
What shocked him even more was that the blood-colored demonic wolf that had no life left slowly merged into the bloody earth, and finally disappeared without a trace.
Everything became what it was before, as if nothing had happened.
The monk in the realm of transformation was so shocked by what he saw that he couldn't speak. He stood up tremblingly.
Remembering the words of the young man in white, he continued to stagger towards the next village!
This is the only thing he wants to do now!
. . .
The rotation of time slowly sped up, and the red-robed old Taoist no longer tried to kill the monk in the realm of transformation.
Maybe he knew that Chen Yun's interference would be unlikely to succeed, or maybe he didn't care at all?
Chen Yun felt that the latter was unlikely, otherwise it would be impossible to release a Mahayana monster.
But what the reason is, it actually doesn't matter to Chen Yun.
He is just looking for what he wants to see!
. . .
Another three years have passed.
The monks in the realm of gods traveled through more and more villages, and the journey changed from a person to a group of people.
These are the fellow-minded people who were impressed by the will of the monk in the Transformation of God Realm.
The yearning for something beyond the sky also made this group of monks more united.
Chen Yun looked at the people at his feet, and his calm eyes looked further into the sky, looking at the red-robed Taoist from a distance.
I am curious, how will this old guy restrain the development of the situation next?
Chen Yun frowned, vaguely feeling that the sky was about to change!
. . .
On the bloody earth.
"Brother Hunjing! How long have we been walking here? Why haven't we found the village yet? It's almost dark again!"
A disheveled monk flew at high speed and shouted anxiously.
"Yu An, don't worry, you will definitely find it."
"Have you noticed that it's getting dark faster and faster in the past few years?"
"Indeed, the nights are getting longer and the days are getting shorter. And the monsters attacking the village are getting stronger and stronger. If we hadn't helped to resist them in the village, the consequences would have been disastrous!"
Hun Jing was the first monk to become a god. The group of monks behind him kept whispering to each other, which slightly relieved the tense atmosphere at the moment.
But after listening to those words, Huijing's expression did not improve at all, but became even more solemn!
"Is it possible that those monster beasts are coming for us?"
The voice of the elder Hun Jingcang uttered such cold words.
The monk behind him was immediately speechless.
"No...it's impossible, right? Brother Hunjing, what's so special about us?"
When a monk heard Huijing's words, he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.
Maybe he thought so from the bottom of his heart, but he just refused to admit it.
"We don't need to deceive ourselves! In fact, you have known it for a long time. I told you about my fantastic and terrifying experience a few years ago!"
"In my opinion, the blood-colored demonic wolf that was as powerful as a god was stepped into the earth by a young man in white robes, and he immediately lost his life!"
"At that time, an unparalleled sense of suffocation enveloped me."
"Fortunately, in the end, they all mysteriously disappeared without a trace, leaving nothing behind!"
"I know this is not a coincidence, nor is it an illusion."
“From that moment on, I knew that what I was doing now must have extraordinary significance.”
"I have already made up my mind to die for this. I don't ask you to be like me. I only hope that you...just live!"
"..."