Eight hundred and fortieth chapters the robbery of the emperor
For Mu Yi, the old man on the ancient coffin gave him a terrifying and invincible feeling. More importantly, the opponent's body at this moment was not his real body, but a powerful will.
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Even though Mu Yi's will had reached the level of a quasi-emperor, he couldn't reach this level at all, and the other party looked incomprehensible to anyone.
Through the conversation just now, Mu Yi understood that the other party was probably one of the invincible strong men who entered the Immortal Tomb thousands of years ago, but later, for unknown reasons, he seemed to have betrayed his own camp and chose to join the Immortal Blood side.
What makes Mu Yi a little puzzled is why the quasi-emperor of the Rock Tribe said that the other party is a lackey of the immortal? Does that drop of immortal blood represent an immortal?
"You're finally here." The old man on the ancient coffin glanced at Mu Yi and then said, but his words made Mu Yi a little confused.
"Do you know I'm coming?" Mu Yi asked with a frown. He had to admit that the other party's words still aroused his curiosity. He was sure that the other party had never seen him before, so what happened?
Did you know he was coming?
Could it be that the person who intercepted him last time went back and told the other party? After all, besides this, Mu Yi couldn't think of any other possibility.
"Of course you know, because this is your destination. Under the guidance of fate, you will eventually come here, it's just a matter of time." The old man said in a pretentious manner, at least in Mu Yi's eyes.
"Hahahahaha!"
Suddenly, the quasi-emperor of the Rock Clan laughed, his voice full of sarcasm. Then his body began to shrink rapidly, and eventually became like an ordinary person. The chains on his body also became thinner, but they were still firm.
Lock him up.
The quasi-emperor of the Rock Tribe, who has transformed into a normal person, is a tall, bald man. His body gives off a domineering and powerful feeling at first glance.
"Magical fortune teller, since you claim to have calculated your whole life, did you ever think that you would become the Immortal's lackey? As for your trick, it's better not to use it to deceive this little friend of the human race." The quasi-emperor of the Rock Tribe said.
The divine fortune teller, that is, the old man on the ancient coffin, did not appear to be angry. He just said calmly: "Since I am called the divine fortune teller, I have never made any mistakes. In fact, I was even destined to suffer such a disaster back then, so I
I will choose to go into the immortal tomb, just like I chose to suppress you in the first place, it is also to save your life."
"Save me a life? God teller, if you say who is the most hypocritical in this world, it is undoubtedly you. Do you really think that I don't know why you suppress me? It's just that you want to seize me when you break through.
"Heart core, can you survive the catastrophe of becoming an emperor?" the quasi-emperor of the Rock Tribe said coldly.
"Canggu is dead." The fortune teller was silent for a moment and then suddenly said.
Hearing what the divine fortune teller said, the quasi-emperor of the Rock Clan was startled, "Isn't it normal for that guy to die? When did he ever live?"
"No, he died in the last step of reincarnation. He died in the calamity of becoming an emperor. His soul was scattered and he never had a chance to be resurrected." The fortune teller shook his head and said.
"Impossible, Canggu is the most cunning guy. He has faked his death countless times. If he is not absolutely sure, how can he dare to attack the emperor?" The quasi-emperor of the Rock Tribe still didn't believe it.
"Under normal circumstances, he would not attack the emperor rashly, but what if he has no choice but to do so?" The fortune teller said, once again focusing on Mu Yi, and Mu Yi suddenly had an intuition that the man who had always claimed to be his ancestor was
The mysterious quasi-emperor is probably the Canggu mentioned by the fortune teller.
After all, the reason why the other party attacked the quasi-emperor was because of him. As for the last catastrophe, Mu Yi finally knew the name, the catastrophe of becoming an emperor!
"Hahaha, die well, that guy should have died a long time ago." Although the quasi-emperor of the Rock Tribe said it happily, Mu Yi could clearly feel the sadness in the other person's expression. At the same time, the other person's eyes turned cold when he looked at him.
Get up, full of murderous intent.
Obviously, the Quasi-Emperor of the Yan Clan and Cang Gu have a good relationship, or at least they are good friends.
Mu Yi did not take the killing intention of the Quasi-Emperor of the Rock Tribe seriously. If the other party wanted to kill him, he should first untie the chains on his body, not to mention that he would not just sit back and wait for death, it was just a fight.
What really made Mu Yi fearful was the weird guy named Shen Shuzi. He seemed to be particularly interested in him. Although it seemed that most of his attention was on the Quasi-Emperor of the Rock Tribe, in fact, Mu Yi could vaguely sense it.
, the other person actually really cares about him.
"Boy, people who are targeted by fortune tellers never have any good results. As long as you help me cut off the chains, how about I promise to let you leave the Immortal Tomb? As for the ancient hatred, wait until you become the real quasi-emperor.
After that, I will fight with you, life or death." The quasi-emperor of the Rock Clan suddenly looked at Mu Yi and said, maybe Mu Yi's cultivation level can be hidden from the soul flame, but it will definitely not be able to hide it from the opponent who is already the quasi-emperor, and the divine calculation.
son.
After hearing what the other party said, Mu Yi did not move. In fact, neither the quasi-emperor of the Rock Tribe nor the divine fortune teller believed it.
This kind of old monster who has lived for thousands of years, or even thousands of years, has wisdom as deep as the ocean. No matter how nice he is at the moment, he can be sold and tricked to death if he turns around.
At least for now, the quasi-emperor of the Rock Tribe is trapped, and there is a divine fortune teller beside him, so he doesn't have to worry about the opponent turning against him.
"I know you can't trust me, but you can ask the fortune teller if I have ever deceived anyone in my life." The quasi-emperor of the Rock Tribe said confidently.
The divine fortune teller also nodded at this time, "Yes, you have never deceived or broken a promise in your life."
Even though the fortune teller testified, Mu Yi was not shaken at all. He remembered that an old Taoist had told him a story before, about a man who had never deceived anyone in his life, but in the end he told a huge lie and tricked everyone to death.
He would not be so stupid to just believe the words of a strange quasi-emperor. After all, his reputation belongs to others, but his life is his own.
"I believe you, but I'm afraid you think too highly of me. I can't do anything about the chains." Mu Yi said calmly.
"What a pity." The Quasi-Emperor of the Rock Tribe looked deeply at Mu Yi, the murderous intent in his expression undisguised.
"Boy, I know many secrets about you. I seem to have heard of your copper lamp alone. It is not something you can own. Carrying it will only bring you bad luck, or even...
It’s a disaster, and none of the previous owners of that copper lamp had a good end.” The quasi-emperor of the Rock Tribe changed the subject and said meaningfully.
Even the divine fortune teller had a strange look in his eyes, as if he had a little more fear.
"Whether it ends well or not, I won't bother you. I won't disturb you two anymore and say goodbye." (To be continued)
