Chapter 235: Unsealed Demon Spirit Ancient Realm 2. Ask for collection---Peerless Demon Venerable

Wu Ji smiled slightly and looked at Lu Tong and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely surpass you one day.

You are my current goal.

Like you, I don't want to have an enemy like you.

It's too early to be a friend."

"I'm waiting for the day when you surpass me.

With an opponent like you, I won't be lonely anymore."

Lu Tong smiled slightly and looked at Wu Ji.

Wu Ji also smiled slightly and looked at Lu Tong and said, "This sentence is also what I am thinking."

"Since you already know each other, let's set off to the sealing place," Hun Lin said excitedly.

At this time, Liu Jun and Yunfan looked at Hun Lin at the same time, because Hun Lin was extremely excited at the moment.

They had never seen Hun Lin so excited before.

After a long time, Hunlin calmed down slightly and said: "I can feel that the ancient demon spirit world is calling me, and I can feel that there are monks in the ancient demon spirit world who have entered the ancient demon spirit world.

We are speeding up, otherwise we may not be able to catch up with how the ancient world of demon spirits is unsealed."

Hun Lin seemed excited on the surface, but he had secretly used a secret voice transmission technique to send a message to Xiao Yue.

Lu Tong just smiled slightly when he saw Hun Lin's secret technique.

At this time, Hun Lin made several seals and started chanting them.

Hun Lin had never recited the curse seals for such a long time.

Everyone looked at the curse seal recited by Hun Lin.

After about a stick of incense, Hun Lin emitted a faint green light.

At this time, Hun Lin said: "Everyone gather towards these green lights and I will take you for a ride."

Everyone quickly moved towards Qingmang.

The moment everyone approached Qingmang, Qingmang instantly enveloped Shunren in it.

In the Wang Family of the Immortal Realm, Wang Yun focused all his attention on Wang Yi.

He carefully observed Wang Yi's physical changes, and would immediately step forward to take measures if he felt something was wrong.

Wang Yun looked at Wang Yi for a long time.

He was stunned for a moment and then slowly smiled.

The smile was joy coming from the bottom of his heart.

It was a natural smile.

The joy was just like when he saw Wang Yi was born.

Wang Yun looked at Wang Yi from a distance and did not move forward, because he knew that Master Wang Yi would do his best to help Wang Yi at this moment, so what he needs to do now is to stand a little far away from Wang Yi and wait, for fear of disturbing him.

To Wang Yi.

Wang Yun recalled in his heart that he had never really shown any fatherly love to Wang Yi for so many years.

Every bit of his memories were actually related to cultivation.

Although there was joy, sorrow, pain, and despair, most of them were cold looks. .

Now that he saw his son had such an opportunity, he looked at Wang Yi and called Wang Yi in his heart.

He wanted to tell Wang Yi that he must persevere and endure what others can't tolerate in order to become a true monk.

He wanted Wang Yi to understand in his heart that he was not a monk.

He still has himself on the side to cheer him up secretly, and he still has family responsibilities waiting for him.

At this moment, Wang Yun only had Wang Yi in his eyes, and his breathing followed Wang Yi.

Wang Yi's changes continued until the sun set.

As the sky slowly darkened, starlight and a faint moonlight fell on Wang Yi's body, Wang Yi's swollen body began to slowly recover.

The moonlight and starlight shone on Wang Yi, causing Wang Yi's body to reflect a little red light.

Although it was very weak, it was enough to see clearly that those little red lights were the legendary fairy fire.

In the distance, Wang Yun finally let go of his worries.

At this time, he let out a long breath.

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The clan members not far away from Wang Yun also looked at each other and smiled slightly.

So far, only one monk has been able to pass on the Holy Spirit's bloodline.

Now, their Wang family has another successor to the Holy Spirit's bloodline.

Wang Yi's current changes made Wang Yun and Wang Yi's master understand the horror of blood inheritance.

They had seen many blood inheritances and various blood inheritances in classics, but there was no inheritance like Wang Yi's.

The body expands to a certain level and then recovers quickly, as if it had never happened before.

As his body slowly recovered, Wang Yi was no longer lying on the ground, but slowly stood up.

The roar stopped the moment his body recovered.

Seeing Wang Yi stand up slowly, Wang Yun held his breath and looked at Wang Yi.

After a while, Wang Yi looked around and said: "Master, father, you are all here."

Wang Yun and Wang Yi's master Tiande nodded at the same time.

When Wang Yi looked at his incomplete clothes, he smiled slightly and said: "Master, this is not the first time I've been like this.

Once, my brother and I went to play in the back mountain.

As a result, because we were naughty, we competed to climb a tree because we were not convinced.

The final result was that we came back disheveled and had my father beat me up.

He was punished.

Now the same image has a different situation and a different feeling.

Master, is this feeling called power?"

Tiande took a few steps forward, touched Wang Yi's head and said: "Silly boy, this is just the beginning, not the end.

You are still a long way from reaching strength.

Look at the deep pit below you.

It took you a day to hit it.

Can you call it strength?

To be clear, it can only be called strength. " Wang Yi lowered his head and looked at the deep pit.

It was a small pit that was not too deep, about four fists wide and half an arm deep.

He frowned from time to time.

Wang Yi thought for a while and said: "Master, this is what I left behind."

Tiande nodded without saying anything.

Wang Yi looked at Wang Yundun and said: "Father, I have new power.

Do you see this pit?

It's what I left behind.

That's what I left behind.

I repeated it slowly, the slower I spoke, the lower my voice became."

With tears streaming down his face, he was thinking about every detail of how he was forced to practice by his father while talking."

There was a time when he didn't even dare to round up ordinary monsters, let alone the deep pit.

Now he has a master, and he is still growing.

Wang Yi's eyes and Wang Yun are communicating with each other at this moment, using their talents.

The understanding eyes communicate joy and excitement Tiande looked at the father and son and then at the brother who never liked to say another word.

At this moment, Wang Yi's brother also looked at Tiande.

This was a kind of tacit understanding of the soul.

This kind of tacit understanding will only be slowly imprinted in the hearts when they get along for a long time.

This kind of tacit understanding between the four people also laid the foundation for the future fetters.

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