Chapter eight hundred and fifty second breath dissipated
The obstruction of space seems to have little meaning in front of the Emperor of Heaven.
With Emperor Chiming accompanying them, the group did not spend much time and had already appeared at the Soul-Deading Heavenly Palace.
"How could this happen?"
"Zihao!"
"elder brother……"
Under the cliff of Duanhun Tianque, there were rugged rocks, and the ground became a thousand ravines and desolate. When everyone found that the cemetery wrapped in many formations was empty, they were shocked.
Murong Wan and Zhong Zihan were even more panicked and burst into tears.
How could they have thought that the cemetery, which was in good condition not long ago, would turn into a mess in the blink of an eye? Could it be that God is so cruel and wants to let him die without a burial place?
Thinking of this, the two women hugged each other, becoming more and more grief-stricken.
"No, Pindao remembers that this cemetery is protected by a formation, and before leaving, Pindao also blessed it with a force. If someone deliberately sabotaged it, then the other party's strength may be extraordinary."
Taoist Xueyu observed for a moment, with a look of deep confusion on his face.
At this moment, Hua Yuqin did not make trouble unreasonably. After thinking for a while, she asked Emperor Chi Tianming: "Could it be the Void Heavenly Palace that did it?"
"Unlikely!"
Emperor Chiming shook his head: "Based on my understanding of Mo Qingcang, I would never destroy the cemetery and deliberately lead me here."
"How could such a good cemetery become like this for no reason?" Hua Yuqin asked doubtfully.
Emperor Chiming did not answer immediately. After carefully detecting the surrounding area with his vast soul power, he speculated uncertainly: "Maybe it was an accident. It looks like it was ravaged by the energy of heaven and earth."
As soon as these words came out, Taoist Xue Yu was already sarcastic: "When did the dignified Emperor of Heaven become so unorganized in his speech? How many times have you seen such terrifying energy of heaven and earth in tens of thousands of years?"
"There are many unexplainable things in the vast world. Even if we are the Emperor of Heaven, we dare not know them all. For example, some people are born to be jealous of Heaven."
Emperor Chiming was not angry when he heard this, but instead explained.
"Jealous!"
Taoist Hua Yuqin and Xue Yu had serious expressions on their faces. Although they had never seen the so-called envious person, they knew that they were born to break taboos and would even be jealous of God.
"What is the origin of that boy?" Suddenly, Emperor Chiming turned around and asked.
"this……"
How could the two of them answer this question, so they had to comfort their respective disciples and let the latter answer it.
It was not until a long time passed that the two girls' emotions gradually stabilized. Murong Wan looked depressed: "Your Majesty, actually Zihao, like me, also came here from a small world..."
She tried her best to pick up some things that did not involve the secrets of Yuntian Continent, and simply told Zhong Zihao's life experience.
During this process, Murong Wan's mood finally calmed down. It seemed that following this explanation, she and the man in black robe walked hand in hand through decades of time, watching the sun rise and the moon set, and feeling the vicissitudes of life.
From time to time, Zhong Zihan would add a sentence or two.
"What a pity for such a man!"
Not long after, Emperor Chiming let out a long sigh.
Even with his endless years of experience, he couldn't help but feel a little moved after hearing the legendary experience of Zhong Zihao's life. He thought to himself: This boy is better than my few direct disciples. If he could meet him earlier, he might be able to teach me
Mantle.
It was only today that Hua Yuqin admitted that she had made a mistake that year. It turned out that he was such an amazingly talented and beautiful person!
Later, at the insistence of Murong Wan and Zhong Zihan, everyone rebuilt the cemetery.
With the presence of the majestic Emperor of Heaven, the cemetery built this time is really as stable as Mount Tai, and it is no worse than those dangerous places that make people change their minds.
After everything was done, Taoist Xue Yu finally asked Zhong Zihan the doubt he had suppressed for a long time: "What is the relationship between you two little girls?"
This is not only her doubt, but also Hua Yuqin's problem.
Although the two of them had already made some guesses when Murong Wan explained that past incident, they still wanted to verify it once.
After burning the incense, the two beauties of Emperor Chiming looked at each other with complicated expressions: Could it be that this is fate?
"Yu Qin, Xue Yu, I say you two have been fighting for so many years and it's time to let it go." Emperor Chiming realized that a great opportunity was ahead of him and took the opportunity to persuade them.
"roll!"
When the two heard this, they yelled in unison.
"It's impossible for me and her to bury the hatchet!"
"Even a poor man can't do it!"
…
At this moment, Zhong Zihao was on his way to the Demonic Burial Abyss.
After more than a month after leaving Soul-Desolating Heavenly Palace, his cultivation level had returned to the Tianji realm, and he could finally fly in the air.
Although this speed is not as good as running at full speed with his physical strength, the feeling of having the ability to control the air again makes people cherish it even more.
What he didn't expect was that after just a process of recovering his Yuan Power, he was once again bombarded by the Heavenly Tribulation when he entered the Heavenly Realm from the Sea Transformation Realm.
With his current strength, it would be effortless to survive this level of calamity.
Zhong Zihao even has a feeling that with his current physical strength alone, if his combat power is at full strength, he should be no less than himself before fighting Mr. Mo. Of course, the factor of turning into a demon needs to be excluded.
Nowadays, his thirst for power has become even stronger, and he has been marching towards the Burial Demon Abyss almost non-stop. He has not even noticed the rumored war between the Heavenly Emperors during this period.
According to the information he learned, the Burial Demon Abyss is located to the west of Wujitian. That place is not too far from Fututian and Yemotian. According to his route, he only needs to pass through Wujitian and he will soon be there.
can be reached.
Naturally, Zhong Zihao didn't know that in a hidden place with strong demonic aura, a man with a bronze face and a body like a stone tablet had been sitting upright for two months, frowning and thinking.
In front of the man with the stone tablet, there is a gleaming nine-story ancient pagoda, and the ancient tablet turned into a giant pillar.
"Why, why did the aura of the person who refined the stele suddenly disappear two months ago?" The face of the man with the stele was full of doubts.
According to general understanding, the disappearance of this aura means that the owner of the Guwu Flowing Light Tower and Hidden Dragon Monument has died.
But the problem is, even so, he still can't freely control the two divine objects, let alone put them into his body?
Moreover, what is also strange is that until Zhong Zihao came back from the dead, that aura did not appear on the ancient pagoda and ancient stele.
The man on the stone tablet was puzzled by the solution. He actually delayed the matter for several months and still could not find the answer. In the end, he had to give up temporarily.
"This kind of magical object seems to have channeled spirits. Maybe it's my fate that hasn't come yet. Maybe one day, the secret will be solved?" The man with the stone tablet could only think this way.