I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

"You're willing to use your own body as bait?"

Tian Dao glanced coldly at Liu Feiyan and others standing by: "From the moment they came to help, I was prepared for the worst."

If he cannot defeat Xiao Wuyou in human form, he can only send down a world-destroying thunder and drag him to death together with him.

But Tiandao didn't expect that before he could gather the power of thunder, he had already been defeated by Xiao Wuyou.

"I am different from you. Even if I lose my body and soul, I still exist in the cause and effect of heaven and earth." Tiandao sighed quietly, and the arrogance of despising all living things reappeared in his eyes: "Have you forgotten? I am Tiandao!"

"It was my miscalculation that I lost my body and soul, but after thousands of years, the destiny of heaven and earth will naturally give birth to a suitable body and soul again."

"But you can't escape reincarnation after all!"

Under the lightning, Tiandao stared at Xiao Wuyou's gloomy and dark face, and finally raised the corner of his mouth like a winner.

"All beings are equal as determined by destiny."

"And I am your destiny."

Chapter 92 Reasons for Tears

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How can one completely erase a person's existence?

For high-level monks, even if the body perishes, the soul can persist.

But there are countless ways to kill the soul in the world.

Therefore, the Heavenly Dao initially believed that no matter how abnormal Xiao Wuyou was, his soul would eventually perish when fate determined it.

But Xiao Wuyou reincarnated again and again, and the resilience of his soul far exceeded that of anyone else.

Faced with such an outlier, it was obviously impossible to measure it with the common sense of the immortal cultivation world.

"That's it, Xiao Wuyou. This time I will completely erase your karma!"

Thunder dragons danced wildly and leaden clouds swirled. In a place higher than the sky and out of reach, countless Tao rhymes entangled with each other and slowly formed a giant human figure that reached the sky.

That is the "essence" of the Way of Heaven that resides in the cause and effect of the world.

In order to eliminate Xiao Wuyou, his existence in the cause and effect must be completely erased! At that time, his physical body, spiritual power, luck, and all the causes and consequences left in the world will perish!

"That...what exactly is that..." The Great Elder and others looked at the main body of the Heavenly Dao in the distance, but they only saw endless mysteries, and their hearts trembled with fear.

The secrets of heaven cannot be discovered, and are beyond their understanding.

At this moment, with the common sense of the immortal cultivation world they knew, they could not even understand what kind of existence the Heavenly Dao was. All they felt was the most instinctive fear in the hearts of all living beings.

However, none of the fairies around Xiao Wuyou retreated.

Bei Ming Long Yue suppressed the evil spirit in his body and slowly came to Xiao Wuyou's side.

Looking at the giant thunderbolt towering above his head, Bei Ming Long Yue's eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that this is the end."

"Well, that's all." Even at this time, Xiao Wuyou remained calm.

Whether it was him or the junior master and others, their luck and spiritual power were almost gone.

This time, he has played all his cards.

Xiao Wuyou looked up and stared at the thunder tribulation, but he didn't know how to face the fairy beside him.

Young Master must be regretting this.

If things had gone according to her plan, things wouldn't have come to this.

By sacrificing her, he might still be able to be with Yan'er and the others.

I made big promises, but ended up with the worst possible outcome.

"I'm sorry." Xiao Wuyou didn't know what else to say.

However, a gentle whisper came to my ears: "I don't regret it."

A familiar, slightly cool hand touches my palm: "It's enough to be with you till the end."

Xiao Wuyou looks back.

The silver-haired fairy, with her sweet smile, was as poetic and picturesque as the last stunning scene before doomsday, and was deeply reflected in Xiao Wu's eyes.

But the reluctance and sadness in her eyes deeply hurt Xiao Wuyou's heart.

I am really guilty of many sins.

Since she met the young master, she had only smiled three times, but two of them were tragic farewells.

Just like when the young master was determined to shoulder the destiny.

Just like now, she is determined to stay with me until the end.

"It's time to end it."

The cold words echoed through heaven and earth, interrupting their final moments.

The Thunder Giant, like a god high above, ruthlessly looked down at the ants beneath his feet. Just a breath was enough to turn the world upside down, and his luck and spiritual power were violent.

Even though Xiao Wuyou did not have the ability to sense luck, he understood that if he was hit by the lightning, he would definitely die.

Should we say that he is worthy of being the son of luck?

It has already come to this, and not only Junior Grandmaster, but also Yan'er, Xiaoyu, Momo, and Qingmeng, no one has retreated.

Glancing at him from the corner of his eye, Xiao Wuyou smiled helplessly.

What a bunch of...stupid girls.

The Heavenly Dao descended with a palm, delivering the highest judgment to the tiny and weak mortals.

The world was set on fire by lightning, and a thunder catastrophe that gathered the luck of the entire world of immortal cultivation descended to completely wipe out Xiao Wuyou's existence.

But in this instant, Xiao Wuyou raised his palm and blew away all the fairies led by Bei Ming Long Yue!

"Wuyou, you......!"

In mid-air, Bei Ming Long Yue widened her eyes in shock and reached out to Xiao Wu You in vain, but she could no longer touch the white robe that was fluttering in the wind.

At the end of the sight, Xiao Wuyou was seen looking back with a lonely and sad smile.

"Feel sorry......"

"No worries!!!"

Bei Ming Long Yue stepped on the void in mid-air and pounced towards Xiao Wu You with all his strength, but it was too late.

The lightning fell like a natural disaster, and the terrifying power shook the earth. Even Bei Ming Long Yue was like a small boat in a storm, blown away by the lightning and drifted in the thunderstorm.

Every lightning bolt was a heavenly calamity. And now, the heavenly punishment that was enough to bring eternal damnation upon the one who underwent the calamity was concentrated on one point like a violent storm, completely engulfing Xiao Wuyou's figure.

The line of fate that symbolizes cause and effect, love, and bondage also burned violently under the lightning.

A light brighter than the polar day enveloped the entire earth.

It was unknown how long it took before Bei Ming Long Yue finally straightened up his wounded body.

The leaden sky flickered because of the lightning giant.

The eye was filled with endless deep pits and crumbling mountains in the distance.

A mysterious and murderous aura echoed in the air, and the spiritual energy that should have been warm could no longer be sensed.

The demonic energy in Bei Ming Long Yue's body continued to burn, his external wounds were bleeding profusely, and his whole body ached as if it was falling apart.

But none of these can compare to the huge void in my heart.

She looked up blankly, only to feel her cheeks getting wet.

She had a blank expression on her face, and tremblingly brushed the crystals off her face, puzzled.

Why do I cry?

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The so-called world-destroying thunder tribulation was not as painful as Xiao Wuyou had imagined.

He felt his thoughts cut off and when he came to his senses, he could no longer feel his body.

Yes, my body must have been burned to ashes, leaving only my soul.

No, at best it's just a remnant soul.

Drifting in the endless darkness, even the last bit of consciousness is disappearing bit by bit.

This time, he didn't even have the chance to reincarnate.

It won't be long before he completely turns into nothingness.

So, is this the end?

I don’t know if it’s because he’s used to pretending to be calm, but even at this time, Xiao Wuyou doesn’t seem too angry or sad.

There is just a slight sense of melancholy.

Looking back, after going through so much, I seem to have lived a pretty good life.

Initially he just wanted to cling to the fairy's thighs, rub off on her good luck, and spend his whole life under her skirt, but his later life was far beyond his expectations.

Although it was not his original intention, he became the number one prodigy of the righteous path and the leader of the Great Dao Alliance.

I finally got the fairy wives I wished for, but the number was a little more than I expected.

Although it sounds despicable to say this, I have never let them down, and I even changed their originally hopeless fate.

I have done my best.

You can rest assured now.

But I still feel a little unwilling.

What will happen to them if I die?

Yan'er would definitely scold herself for giving up halfway and fighting to the death with the Heavenly Dao. That girl was too arrogant, she would not bow her head even if the sky fell.

Xiaoyu will definitely collapse. Although she is usually so steady, she is actually the most fragile and delicate in her heart. What will she do if she loses me?

And Momo, she was the one who left him to face fate, but now he is the one who left her alone. This master is really derelict in his duty.

The same thing happened to Qingmeng. They had been through so much together, but they couldn't stick together to the end. She must be upset.

In the end, I failed to keep the promise made to my junior master.

It was supposed to be a good ending, but it ended up being so tragic...

Forget it, what’s the point of thinking so much?

Anyway, buried in the thunder tribulation, even the cause and effect are destroyed, they will soon forget about themselves...

Ok?

wrong.

If the causal connection was broken, I would have forgotten all about my junior master and the others!

Besides, how could a remnant soul have so many mumbling words?

Maybe now is not the time to give up.

There are still people waiting for me to come back.

In the cold and long darkness, Xiao Wuyou tried his best to fight against the emptiness that kept coming.

The consciousness that was on the verge of disappearing gradually became clear in the memories of the past with the fairies.

At the same time, the robbery light dissipated.

Even though his body was gone and his soul was annihilated, only the broken sword still stood there, tenaciously flashing a faint light.

Chapter 93 His Traces

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The lonely cold wind whistled past.

The Great Elder looked at the destroyed sect from afar, stood there in a daze, and muttered to himself: "What are we doing..."

"What are you talking about? Aren't we witnessing..." Jiang Zuimeng laughed out loud, but stopped abruptly.

The monks looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one could remember why they had gathered here and what had happened in the Juejian Sect.