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Chapter 1621 Seven Love Immortal Soul Record

Wang Feng did not interrupt.

From a long time ago, he felt something was wrong.

But this is not very useful.

It is precisely because he feels that there is a big problem that he doesn't want to alert the enemy.

Although Wang Feng's soul was weak at this time, his wisdom was still there. Even when he saw Fairy Meng, he could detect that there was a huge problem.

Murou is just an ordinary human soul, and the same is true of the human souls on those islands.

It is naturally impossible to notice the slightest, let alone their thoughts have long been immersed in the deeds of these immortal cultivators, even if they have noticed the problem.

It is also difficult to make a correct judgment.

"Get up."

Wang Feng swept Shang Jun like he did.

He had only thought that this human soul was ordinary, and compared with other human souls, the soul was slightly solidified.

But in his eyes, this kind of perception almost equals nothing.

It is only those cultivators who have risen from the shortest and have no choice on the entire island that they choose her and Mu Rou.

In contrast, Mu Rou is more unique.

Just because Mu Rou can escape from the Soul-washing Sea.

The most amazing.

I can meet him... This is the most amazing thing.

Shang Jun immediately stood up and silently said.

"Why don't you talk?"

Mu Rou stretched out her hands and acted as a ghost rushing to eat, as if she was about to pounce on Meng Yuanqing with other human souls, and pounced towards Meng Fairy.

Fairy Meng opened her eyes, looked at her indifferently, and forgot the peak in the distance.

Close your eyes again.

In an instant, Wang Feng saw Mu Rou trembling all over and the soul energy in her body surged.

Wang Feng shook his head.

The will and the heart of Taoism of immortals are extremely strong. The Shangxiao Tianzong is the most important immortal sect in Yunlai Realm, inheriting the Taoist tradition of immortals.

Even though it was destroyed by the dark demon world, the will of the soul did not dissipate.

In their hearts, it is more important than anything else to survive and inherit the tradition.

so.

They will never admit that they are wrong.

Not to mention admitting mistakes to a mortal. Even if you explain anything to Mu Rou, it is unlikely.

Wang Feng held his hands on his back and looked at the sky.

A cultivator represents a completely different system of immortal cultivation, a great way that can also compete with the universe.

It is also an existence that Wang Feng had longed for in his previous life. However, in his eyes, it is already a sinking power.

Their will and heart of Tao are really very firm.

You can see it from the dream fairy in front of you.

It will never change easily because of anything, even if the body has been destroyed, the Yunlai Realm has died, and only the soul is left.

Consistent.

As for justice and evil, these two simple concepts are not what they pursue.

In fact, there is no simple concept of justice and evil in the pattern of life in the universe.

‘For myself, these immortal cultivators are not wrong. They capture the souls of ordinary humans and give them to the devil gods of the sea to keep them in order to be fully protected.’

But I just got into trouble with myself.

Wang Feng turned around and looked at Mu Rou, not paying attention to it, but only looked at the other party's behavior from the perspective of an onlooker.

He was thinking that if he looked at such things from the perspective of cosmic life, it might be like watching a child play house, and he wouldn't even look at it at one more time.

I can't even reason.

This can be seen from the fact that the Demon Tiance can directly suppress the Great World and can attack himself in the Dark Demon Realm without any hesitation, causing great turmoil in the Dark Demon Realm, the Nine Domain Shatters and Countless Soul Demons Die in the Battle.

For him, death is just two words for life below the cosmic level.

Wang Feng shook his head, not saying that cosmic life has no emotions.

Instead, the emotions of cosmic life have been faded, especially for lower-level lives, almost faded to the point of transparency.

Mu Rou took two steps back.

The dream fairy was so ignorant and indifferent that she could not imagine.

From her perspective, it is only possible that she can stand from the perspective of ordinary humans, and it is difficult to understand the cultivator like Meng Xian.

At this moment, Fairy Meng suddenly opened her eyes, looked at Wang Feng, and spoke in a calm tone:

"I will hand over the complete record of the Seven Emotions Immortal Souls to you. I don't ask you to let us go, you just need to pass it on."

Wang Feng was stunned and asked:

"Why should I do this?"

"Because you should need this thing." Fairy Dream replied.

"How do you know I need this?"

"You asked me before. With your strength, I thought there was only one possibility, and you should be interested in it." She replied again.

Wang Feng laughed a few times.

This fairy dream is also a smart person.

He is still interested in the Taoist tradition left by the immortals.

But this is not a necessity.

It is better to speed up the practice of soul cultivation techniques from Hongmeng Origin. It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t.

Wang Feng did not answer.

A golden light appeared at Fairy Meng's fingertips, turned into a soul jade slip, and flew into Wang Feng's palm.

Immediately, she flew to the top of the mountain like a moth pounced on flames.

"The immortal cultivator is interesting."

Wang Feng crushed the soul jade slip in his hand. This was obviously constructed with soul energy. The replica of the Taoist tradition inherited by the immortals and the replica of the Seven Emotions Immortal Soul Record is naturally not the original version, but it is OK.

But he didn't expect that the other party would do this.

Speaking of which, from beginning to end, he saw through the other party.

There is no one who begs for mercy among these immortal cultivators.

It seems that I have known the ending long ago.

"Let's go."

Wang Feng looked at Mu Rou and Shang Jun and said leisurely.

He gained a lot on this trip.

Compared to pure asceticism, the harvest is much greater.

The demonic thought of the Demon God of the Demon of the Wild Sea provides a large part of the soul energy of the origin of Hongmeng, which means that the progress of Pangu Axe's martial soul repair will be faster.

Conservatively estimated, at least four to five percent.

This is still a demonic thought.

It will take a few more until the entire Demon God of the Demon in the Desolate Sea is swallowed up, reaching about 30%.

This is much faster than killing those soul demons.

The soul energy of the demon god's demon soul is definitely not comparable to that of the soul and demon energy.

"ah?"

Mu Rou was pulled by Shang Jun and suddenly came to her senses. After the anger disappeared, she realized what had happened just now.

Looking at Wang Feng, his eyes changed significantly from being frightened and sad to being frightened.

She was silent for a while and forced herself to calm down.

"I... can I go back to the island first? I want to go back and sing the Requiem..."

Mu Rou returned to a little calm and barely said to Wang Feng, but her eyes didn't dare to look at Wang Feng.

"If you want to go, go." Wang Feng waved his hand, "I'll give you a ride, no need to be afraid of me. I'm also a human soul. It's just a little different from you."

Requiem is the kind of tune that Wang Feng heard when he first came to Murou’s island.

It should be that those human souls cannot support them. After they gradually disappear, their compatriots will sing this song to comfort the eternal souls.

After Wang Feng finished speaking, he thought about it, and waved his hand and condensed a flying sword with his soul energy.

This soul flying sword is more solid and grand than the previous fairy's, and it also has a sharp aura.
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