All the old kings struggled for a long time, and finally made up their minds to join forces to visit the Human Emperor's retreat place, report this series of events, and report the current situation of the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom. We hope to get guidance from the Human Emperor and help the Samsara Clan and the Xingluo Human Emperor meeting.
This is the moment of life and death for the empire, and they are ready to take the punishment.
However, the Human Emperor's response was unacceptable to all the old kings, and even made the Beijiang Marquis and other saints waiting anxiously outside stand dumbfounded on the spot.
The Human Emperor said: "Unless the Human Emperor of Daqian launches an attack, no one should be disturbed."
The Human Emperor asked them to wait a while longer for him to recover and for Qin Minghuang to recover.
He had no intention of paying any attention to the situation outside.
The Human Emperor spoke concisely and maintained his usual strength. The old kings were unable to resist and quietly retreated.
The Marquis of Beijiang and others knelt down in loneliness for a day and a night. They did not dare to disturb the Human Emperor, but they only hoped that their behavior would attract the Human Emperor's attention.
The empire is on the verge of life and death. It is not a battle of blood and fire, but invisible gunpowder smoke. They are good at battles, but not good at such strategic confrontations. They really hope that the Human Emperor can return, otherwise... the empire, this giant pillar, will be destroyed. Rotten from the middle.
But... the Human Emperor remained silent and had no words to respond.
Finally, they retreated silently.
The princes join forces to take charge of the royal family, hoping to exert their last bit of strength.
Qiao Yi came to Tianji Pavilion and was fully responsible for the reconstruction work of Tianji Pavilion. He commanded and controlled all matters of Xingluo Ancient Kingdom from a distance. When the news spread to the Samsara Clan, his actions and achievements won the favor of the Military Academy and various affirmations from the Clan Council, and in accordance with Qiao Yi's request, additional tribesmen were sent to the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom to help control the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom.
The Marquis of Beijiang and others returned to the military and their respective tribes one after another. However, when they looked down at the Xingluo Mountains and the vast rivers, and looked back at the peaceful singing and dancing, they were not happy at all. The twelve-year war was finally over, but everything Nothing can ever go back to the way it was before.
They even want to visit the New War Alliance again, but what will happen if the New War Alliance comes? The Samsara Clan has completed taking root and control in two years. Once the New War Alliance steps into the territory of the Star Luo Ancient Kingdom, the Samsara Clan will definitely Fight back.
When all parties start fighting, the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom will be even more embarrassed. If Xingluo does not help the New War Alliance, the New War Alliance will definitely evacuate immediately. But if it helps, the Samsara Clan will immediately chaos the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom and destroy the ten great destinies. Gate, when all the Samsara clan transfers to the Daqian Dynasty, the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom will eventually be destroyed.
At this point, it seems there is no room for maneuver.
The Marquis of Beijiang walked alone to the tombstone of his old friend the Thirteenth King, bringing a jar of strong wine with him, drinking it silently, and talking silently. When he first received the news that King Ma Yan had destroyed the Tianji Pavilion, he was actually conflicted in his heart. After all, Tianji Pavilion was kind to him, but now, he only felt guilty towards the ancient country of Xingluo and felt guilty towards the people of Xingluo.
"Xingluo, Xingluo, who will save you?" Beijiang Hou leaned on the tombstone and looked up at the dim sky, with a lonely look and moist eyes.
The abyss of the void, the ruins of hell.
Tang Yan lay in the endless darkness, silent and silent, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, motionless.
"I saw him move a little, what do you think?" Li Yun lay on his back in the empty space, drifting casually, dozing lazily.
"You didn't even look, how did you know he was moving?" A saint Kong Wu floated from the side and replied lazily.
"I don't know, I'm just asking." Li Yun yawned and continued to sleep.
All the Kongwu were too lazy to pay attention to him. They all sat cross-legged in the empty space, pretending to meditate and drift with the waves.
They were the disappeared Mo Yansheng and his party. More than eight months ago, when they were going deep into the abyss of the void again, they accidentally encountered a particularly terrifying space turbulence storm. They were forced to continue to flee, so much so that when they went deep into
The void is deeper.
The depth at that time far exceeded the scope of their previous exploration. They wanted to return as soon as possible, but they strangely felt the changes in the void abyss, as if something was different. The deeper they moved, the frequency of space turbulence gradually decreased, and the darkness
The void becomes quieter.
More than one person noticed this situation, and the team all thought so, so they ventured forward with strange thoughts. They didn't know how long they moved, and the space turbulence became less and less until it disappeared. They finally found Tang Yan here.
From the time they discovered it until now, Tang Yan has always been lying down, motionless and undisturbed. The only change is that Tang Yan's aura is very powerful, and he may have broken through the peak barrier.
They didn't understand what Tang Yan was going through, but since they found him and seemed to be alive and well, they felt relieved and prepared to accompany him silently here as a kind of guardian until when Tang Yan wakes up.
, when will they take him away again.
But who would have thought that the stay would last more than eight months.
This place is different from the Qitian Continent. There is no supply of spiritual power. The more energy they use, the less it will be. Therefore, they try their best to suppress the consumption of spiritual power. In addition to maintaining the normal operation of the body's functions, all other aspects are closed, just floating in the sky.
The void drifted with the tide.
In the past, they would never have dared to try this, but now they are very fortunate that there has never been space turbulence in this space. They do not have to resist in fear, and do not need to use martial arts to consume energy to defend. Therefore, the huge energy reserves in their bodies still exist.
Let them continue to stay here for more than half a year.
After a long time, Li Yun said again: "To be honest, I used to treat this little guy as a fool."
"Why?" Mo Yansheng and others responded unconsciously, half asleep and half awake. They were like statues sunk at the bottom of the sea, floating slowly with the tide.
"How smart can he be if he hangs out with my idiot apprentice?"
"..." Everyone is speechless, so you shouldn't talk to them.
"Ah! Wake up!" Li Yun suddenly exclaimed.
"What?" Everyone woke up with a start, their eyes were shining, and they were staring into the distance, but...
Li Yun took a breath and turned over: "Huh? Why are you talking in your sleep again?"
"This old guy." Mo Yansheng sighed, he really lost his temper.
Sunemon carefully observed Tang Yan in the distance for a while: "His condition is indeed a little different from eight months ago. Let's wait another half a year. If he still doesn't wake up by the time he is taken away, we can only go back first."
Mo Yansheng nodded and continued to sit cross-legged in the void, closing his eyes and meditating.
Not long after, Tang Yan's lying body of Long Kui moved slightly, his eyes opened and closed slightly, sparkling light, but then closed again, but Mo Yansheng and others in the distance did not notice it.
In the hell world, all the eight hell clones represented by Ming Tu Ba Zang have awakened.
The eight treasures of Ming Tu belong to the eight directions of hell and dominate the eight directions.
The current scope of hell has expanded to no limit. Each of the eight major areas is comparable to the scope of hell in the previous peak period. The eight major clones represent Tang Yan's different directions. As long as the mind is injected into a clone, it can be activated, or it can be activated.
All activated at the same time.
Ming Tu Ba Zang, the martial arts derived from the Immortal Evolution Technique in the late fourth level, before the blood elixir burst. As early as that year, after being reminded by the Evil Ancestor, Tang Yan began to refine it, and conceived and raised a real physical body.
, two prototypes of fire bodies, and now, all Tang Yan's Ming Tu Ba Zang are born. It is their appearance that helps Tang Yan share a lot of the power of hell. Otherwise, Tang Yan alone would never be able to withstand the wreckage of hell.
The vast and terrifying energy injected into it.
Tang Yan happened to use the energy of hell to temper eight clones, allowing them to continuously swallow the power of hell, temper their bodies, and become stronger and stronger.
Not only will they help Tang Yan move around hell, observe the development of hell at any time, and enforce the rule of hell, they can also replace Tang Yan's real body to fight in hell when foreign invasion occurs. However, the other seven in the Eight Treasures of Ming Tu are not included.
There is no real strength, and strength needs to be tempered repeatedly.
Central region!
The young witch was conversing with the first clone. Over the years, she not only helped the hells to complete the blending and guided the tempering of the life path, but also introduced many secrets to Tang Yan that he had never known, and introduced the history of hells.
And the various experiences of the young miko in the succubus tribe.
Now, Tang Yan has devoured the cruelty of the first generation of hell, absorbed the power of the second generation of hell, completed the strongest transformation, and reached the peak of perfection. Hell is stable, Prajna, Tomb Boy, and Cerberus, and the three ghost masters have been promoted to saints one after another.
Along the way, a large number of new ghost tribes were born one after another, and many ghost towns and ghost realms were also born, giving hell the outline of its original hell.
To be honest, Tang Yan never thought that he would have such an opportunity, let alone that he would step into the Great Perfection so quickly, or even reach the extreme of Great Perfection. But after understanding the history of hell and various secrets, he felt
I need this transformation, and I also need to continue to improve my strength.
And today, this crucial life journey is coming to an end.