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Chapter 1231 The Emperor of the Spiritual God Race

"Xue Qinglin!"

This man in white is none other than someone else.

Astonishingly, it was the nine hundred years when Mo Wangchen fell into reincarnation.

One of the people I met.

Snow shines on the Emperor, Snow Qinglin!

In the second life, when he came to that world again, except for Gu Wei and Jing Yun.

The rest of the old friends are long gone.

When Xue Qinglin arrived at the Divine City and visited the Great Luo Heaven Realm with him, he later became the great elder of Mo Pavilion.

In his second life, Mo Wangchen found the souls of several other disciples and sent them into reincarnation.

During this period, I also tried to search for Xue Qinglin, but there was no news at all.

Unexpectedly, in this life several epochs later, in this Cave of Time, I saw each other.

"Mo Zun..."

Xue Qinglin has been dressed in white all his life, and his body is transparent, floating in the falling snow.

Over the past few epochs, he has forgotten a lot, but the only thing he has not forgotten is the former master of Mo Pavilion, Mo Wangchen!

Not long after Mo Wangchen left his first life, Yuyu came.

Later, Xue Qinglin went out alone and wandered around the world. So far, there has been no news from him and he has lost contact with Mo Ge.

No one knew that in his later years, he stepped into the Cave of Time to look for a chance to die.

However, he eventually encountered misfortune and fell into the Cave of Time.

There are residual souls left behind that have not dissipated to this day. This is why the Time Cave is so powerful.

If it were outside, let alone several epochs, even the remnant soul of the ancient gods would not be able to survive for tens of millions of years.

Now that the two of them met again, they both seemed a little excited, and they were talking in words that Qing Dizi and others couldn't understand.

Qing Dizi, Huang Dizi and others looked at each other, and at the same time they were surprised. How could a remnant soul of an ancient sage know Mo Wangchen?

"Is he an old member of the Ji family from ancient times?"

Mu Xi was curious and thought of this possibility. Like everyone in the world, Mo Wangchen was the reincarnation of Ji Changkong, the son of the God King. Maybe the remnant soul of the ancient sage named Xue Qinglin was an old friend of the Ji family, who was with Ji Changkong.

Meet each other in the sky.

This was the only explanation they could think of.

"Do you want to be reincarnated?"

Two quarters of an hour later, Mo Wangchen sighed, and after calming down Xue Qinglin's emotions, he spoke again, "I can send you into reincarnation, let you reincarnate, live in this world, and rebuild again."

As his own identity as the Underworld Envoy, it is extremely simple to transfer the soul into reincarnation. Moreover, he believed that if Xue Qinglin brought a letter of his own handwriting and gave it to Ksitigarbha, Ksitigarbha would definitely give it to him as well.

This face allowed De Xue Qinglin to enter reincarnation and be reborn as a human being in this life.

"If you die in this cave, your soul cannot come out. I have stayed here for more than tens of millions of years. It will be a blessing to meet Mo Zun again..."

Xue Qinglin did not refuse. Finally, under the eyes of Qing Dizi and others, Mo Wangchen directly opened a door to the underworld, and used his spiritual power to condense an autographed letter and handed it to Xue Qinglin, asking him to take it with him.

go.

"I... also want to be reincarnated..."

"I have fallen for endless years, but now I have the opportunity to be reincarnated. I beg you..."

After Xue Qinglin stepped into the door to the underworld, the remnant souls of some ancient sages appeared one after another in the Cave of Time, and in the end there were dozens of them.

These dozens of people were all pleading with Mo Wangchen to bring them into reincarnation.

Naturally, Mo Wangchen did not refuse this. For him, this was just a piece of cake.

Finally, when everything calmed down, the cold, deathly atmosphere that filled this area gradually dissipated.

Mo Wangchen sent all these people to the underworld, then removed the gate, and moved forward again with Emperor Huang and others.

"I never thought that Brother Mo actually has the identity of a dark envoy."

On the way forward, Emperor Huang kept looking at Mo Wangchen from time to time. He was so surprised that he finally couldn't help but speak.

"You also know the Underworld Envoy?" Mo Wangchen was surprised.

"The underworld transcends the three realms and controls all the souls in the heavens. Although not many people know about their existence, our God Clan is the master of the virtual world after all. I am the emperor's son of the Desolate God Clan. How could I not have heard of it?"

smiled.

He found that the more he came into contact with Mo Wangchen, the more surprising the secrets he held about him became.

Even the Underworld Envoy can have this transcendent status in heaven and earth.

"Are there any living messengers in the virtual world?"

Mo Wangchen looked at Emperor Huang and asked curiously.

There are two types of underworld messengers, one is people like him who are still alive, and the other is people like the black-robed man who helped him in the first place. They are people who have died and have not yet entered reincarnation in the underworld.

Only then can you obtain this status.

"The emperor's daughter of the Spirit God Clan, the first of the top ten young talents in the virtual world, this person obtained the identity of the Underworld Envoy nine hundred years ago, and is also the only living underworld envoy in our virtual world," Huang Dizi said.

Speaking of the emperor's daughter of the Spirit God Clan, a gleam of fear inevitably flashed in his eyes.

This woman is very mysterious. Let alone other people, even he, the emperor's son of the Desolate God Clan, knows very little about her.

But it is undeniable that this emperor's daughter of the Spirit God Clan is extremely powerful. Nine hundred years ago, she was already the number one among the younger generation in the virtual world. Now she is also the top ten young talents among the younger generation in the virtual world.

The strongest.

"The emperor's daughter of the Spirit God Clan? The first of the top ten young talents in the virtual world. So, this person is now in the quasi-god realm, and her strength is far superior to yours, right?"

Hearing Emperor Huang's words, Mo Wangchen frowned. It seems that this so-called emperor's daughter should not be underestimated. The most important thing is that the other party has also obtained the identity of the Underworld Envoy, and she seems to be about the same age as herself?

"arrive!"

Finally, after the third hour of entering the Time Cave, Mo Wangchen and others had reached the end in front of them.

This is an open space, covering thousands of square meters, and in the middle, there is a huge altar, showing an ancient appearance, and the infinite power of time radiates from the altar.

It was only now that Mo Wangchen and others discovered that all the power of time in the Time Cave was emanating from this altar.

"The altar can only be activated with the longevity energy in the body. Each time it is activated, each of us needs to burn our own life span of ten thousand years. I will adjust the position later. If everything goes well, we should be in the wasteland led by our Desolate God Clan.

The land has come."

Afterwards, Mo Wangchen and others stepped onto the altar one after another, and according to Emperor Huang's words, they burned their ten thousand years of life to activate the altar.

"Buzz..."

After a moment, the ancient altar was activated, and the power of infinite years gathered. Above them, a Gate of Time appeared. Without hesitation, Emperor Huang led everyone into the Gate of Time.


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