"Actually, there is another way to destroy the third saint of the human race." The ghost emperor suddenly said.
"What method?" Immortal Tomb Will suddenly became curious. At least it has no way at all. If it cannot kill Mu Yi before he becomes the emperor, it will completely stay away from the underworld. Anyway, the chaos and darkness are boundless. As long as it escapes far enough,
I am not worried about Mu Yi finding it.
Moreover, the will of the Immortal Tomb is self-contained, and it does not matter even if it has been sleeping for thousands of years. Therefore, its desire to kill Mu Yi is far less urgent than that of the Ghost Clan Emperor. Otherwise, when he blocked Mu Yi, he would not have just divided
Part of the will controls the ancient bronze coffin.
"Then I'll swallow you up." After the Ghost Emperor finished speaking, he pounced towards the Will of the Immortal Tomb, revealing his true colors. Obviously, he had not made a good plan when he first united with the Will of the Immortal Tomb. His origin was destroyed by time and space.
Changhe's will was severely damaged. Although the soul clan that devoured the abandoned land recovered somewhat, it was still far from enough to fully recover.
If the will of Immortal Tomb is swallowed up at this time, then even returning to its heyday is not a fantasy. At that time, he will have enough confidence to face Mu Yi.
"you dare!"
Immortal Tomb Will suddenly let out a scream, but it was obviously too late at this time, because the ghost emperor had already rushed into the layers of black mist. For a moment, the black mist billowed, and then it melted like ink poured into water.
Come on, that kind of black mist can infect even the chaotic darkness.
"What is this?" But then, the ghost emperor's scream came from the black mist.
"Jie Jie, idiot, why do you think the Immortal Tomb can even bury the emperor in the first place? Fusion with me as the only one, so that I can become the real emperor, and even escape from the Immortal Tomb, and live freely from now on." In the black mist, the Immortal Tomb
Will laughed sinisterly.
When the Great Emperor of the Ghost Tribe is plotting against it, the Will of the Immortal Tomb is also plotting against the Great Emperor of the Ghost Tribe. It just depends on who is better. But at the moment, it seems that the Will of the Immortal Tomb has the upper hand because it has something that the Great Emperor of the Ghost Tribe does not know.
trump card.
"Integrate into one? That's fine, then it depends on whose will can dominate the new body."
After a period of silence, the voice of the Ghost Emperor was heard. Then, the black mist rolled more violently, and the two terrifying auras continued to intertwine. After a period of confrontation, they even began to slowly merge.
Both the Immortal Tomb Will and the Ghost Emperor lost their voices.
I don’t know how long it took, but the spreading, almost boundless black mist suddenly shrank, forming an origin, and then suddenly expanded, and terrifying fluctuations swept out. Fortunately, this chaotic darkness was far away from the underworld, otherwise this would have happened.
Waiting for any movement will definitely wake up Mu Yi.
The origin disappeared, and a * figure slowly emerged. It was the image of a young man, with hair like jet ink and eyes like starlight. Even the endless chaotic darkness could not block the light blooming from his eyes, and even the surroundings around him
Everything is frozen.
But this image did not last long. His face was distorted, and his ugly face reappeared. There were even eighteen bulges on his head, but this face did not last long before he returned to the appearance of a young man.
The two faces kept exchanging, and finally, the image of the young man appeared for longer and longer. Finally, a voice came out of the young man's mouth, "The will of the Immortal Tomb, obediently merge with the local. From now on, this emperor will be you, and even someday."
One day, I will take you to swallow the immortal blood and make you complete again."
"Don't think about it." Then, another voice appeared in the young man's mouth, but his face did not change. Obviously, although the devouring of the two was not completely completed, there was no doubt that the Ghost Clan Emperor had the upper hand.
"Then we'll see." After the young man said this, he closed his eyes, obviously intending to completely integrate the will of the Immortal Tomb. Otherwise, seeking revenge on Mu Yi in his current state would only involve him, but once he let him
By completely integrating the will of the Immortal Tomb, you will not only recover completely, but will even advance by leaps and bounds.
In Liangjie Mountain, Mu Yi was still immersed in trance. Spring passed and autumn came, and in the blink of an eye, three more thoughts passed by.
In the past three years, Mu Yi has remained motionless, devoting himself wholeheartedly to the comprehension of that fist. However, without the threat of the long river of time and space, and the two hundred years of heritage in the ancient space, he now wants to make progress, even to the point of ten
Well, obviously it's not that easy.
In three years, Mu Yi's boxing intention was only improved from 96% to 97%. Obviously, the further back, the more difficult it will be to improve.
It's a pity that there is no such ancient space for Mu Yi to slowly comprehend. He doesn't know how many three years it will take for him to fully comprehend the fist intention, but there is no doubt that he cannot afford to delay it.
The only good news is that when he communicated with Yang Jianzi Rune before, he discovered something, that is, the flow of time in the Yang world is slower than that in the underworld. Although the difference is only twice the difference, it is enough to give Mu Yi some relief.
room.
It would not be possible for him to wait until he breaks through to the Great Emperor and return to the underworld, where things have changed and people have changed.
On this day, Mu Yi suddenly opened his eyes. At the same time, a figure slowly appeared not far in front of him. It was the Nine Infants of the Ghost Clan.
"I've seen the Third Holy Lord." After Lord Jiuying appeared, he respectfully saluted Mu Yi.
"It turns out it's Venerable Jiuying. I wonder if there's anything wrong with coming here?" Mu Yi asked calmly. He believed that Venerable Jiuying was too stable to disturb him for no reason. It was precisely because of this that he was willing to see him.
other side.
Otherwise, a stranger would not even be able to get close to Liangjie Mountain.
"Jiu Ying was ordered by Concubine Huang to hand something over to the Holy Lord." As the Lord Jiu Ying said, he opened his hand and saw a fist-sized ball of light emerge. Immediately, Mu Yi felt it.
A pure source of power, even his little world is ready to stir.
"This is?" Mu Yi frowned. From that origin, Mu Yi felt a familiar aura, but it was a little difficult to pinpoint.
"Back to the Holy Lord, this is the origin of the Qingqiu Secret Realm. Now it was extracted by Huang Fei and asked me to hand it over to the Holy Lord. I said you only need to accept it." The words of the Lord Jiuying undoubtedly confirmed Mu Yi's suspicion.
The Qingqiu Secret Realm is the best-preserved little world of the Great Emperor that Mu Yi has ever seen. It is far from comparable to the dilapidated little world of the Styx Ancestor, let alone the ancestral land of the Black Winged Dapeng Clan, even if we really want to talk about it.
, Qingqiu Secret Realm is much more powerful than Mu Yi’s small world.
But he didn't expect that Concubine Huang would directly extract the origin of Qingqiu Secret Realm. In this way, Qingqiu Secret Realm would probably be completely destroyed, and this favor is also very important. (To be continued)
