Chapter 759 It's time to run away, it's even worse than a mental explosion
Qin Yang actually knew that not all legends were true.
The Nirvana of the Nether Phoenix does not necessarily require the Black Sycamore.
If it really had such a big and obvious weakness, Minghuang would have died long ago.
After all, it is just a few words of record, and it can be roughly seen that this Minghuang is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and it must have offended many people.
But the legend about the Black Indus itself is most likely true. The only uncertainty is that the power of the Black Indus itself should be more than that.
If he reaches out and touches the black sycamore tree, his longevity will be swallowed up. This tree is definitely not a serious tree.
Whose serious tree is bald? There is also such evil power.
It looks dead, but in fact it is still alive. According to the law that bald people are generally stronger, it is quite consistent with Black Sycamore.
Anyway, no matter what, if Sect Leader Yan can enter Rushu Cave, the effect will definitely be there.
Dig it out first, it will be the best if it can have an effect. If it still can't be stopped, then chop this black sycamore tree that has no evidence and use it as material.
This top-quality material, given to Boss Qin, can definitely make a top-notch coffin.
Black sycamore coffins made of ordinary materials can have such miraculous effects. Using real black sycamore as the material, the final product has an absolutely incredible effect.
As soon as he thought about it, the black phoenix tree in his palm was taken into his eyes.
A trace of amusement appeared on Qin Yang's face.
The difference in treatment is too obvious.
When he wanted to pull Zhang Zhengyi into the eye of the sea, it seemed as if he was pulling a whole world, and there was no way to pull him into the eye of the sea.
But this black phoenix tree moved easily and felt no resistance at all.
Qin Yang doesn't think this is because he refined the entire black phoenix tree.
Furthermore, the black sycamore tree was still alive. He was not sure whether it was just a tree or conscious.
If this black sycamore is still conscious, why is it willing to be picked up?
If it has self-awareness, it may also have two or five attributes.
Many thoughts flashed past, Qin Yang quickly suppressed all thoughts and looked up at the ball of divine light in mid-air.
The gray light was filled with deathly silence, as if there was no trace of life at all, and the aura was getting stronger and weaker, and the fluctuations were getting bigger and bigger.
Qin Yang looked at his left hand, then silently stretched out his right hand and pressed it down.
Now that Heiying's left hand is taken out and used, it doesn't matter whether it's one or ten.
Naturally, I don't care whether I turn it up or not.
Using Heiying's left hand to cast the Five-Finger Thunder Curse was indeed incredibly powerful. Qin Yang himself didn't understand how powerful it was. This power had exceeded the upper limit of what he could control and understand.
It kills with one hit, so there should be no problem.
The problem is that it is too strong. As long as he casts the Five-Finger Thunder Curse, he will inevitably be shocked by the counterattack and lose consciousness.
This is a typical example of either you die or I die.
Until the last moment, if you don't have to, it's best not to use it if you can.
This is his last card.
It must be placed at the end, so that one blow can determine the outcome. Otherwise, after the explosion, the madness will double, and in the end, only a mistress will be left in the hand. It would be so embarrassing and frustrating to die.
Even if you really can't beat them, you should die a more heroic death. At least you can pull them together and die together, and at least you can persuade yourself to have a happy life.
Suppressing the thought of firing directly at Sect Leader Yan, Qin Yang glanced at the unstable light group in mid-air, then changed his mind and began to retreat.
At least things are going pretty smoothly so far.
Moreover, there is indeed a tendency to reverse longevity in the aura of the Yan Sect Leader, and the twilight energy has begun to dissipate.
But the situation is not quite right, from the momentum, to the fluctuations of spiritual energy, to the fluctuations of consciousness, everything is not quite right.
Qin Yang felt that it was time to run away.
When passing by the Xingluo Formation, Qin Yang waved his hand and took the formation back.
Xun Mu, who was in the formation, fell to the ground and his injuries became more serious, but he didn't die.
Qin Yang didn't bother to care about him even if he wasn't dead, so he was left as a target.
The one that Sect Master Yan cannot let go of the most is Xun Mu.
As for other people, at most they need to be silenced.
After rushing out of the Death Ray Cage, Qin Yang got into the formation, picked up Zhang Zhengyi's coffin, and began to run towards the distance.
…
Xun Mu collapsed on the ground, no longer humanoid, and most of the bones in his body seemed to be broken.
Even if the Xingluo Formation has not evolved to its extreme yet, this is not a suitable place for the formation to unfold.
He struggled to raise his head and looked at Qin Yang's running back in the distance, and almost lost his breath again.
However, when he turned his head again and was about to crawl towards the black phoenix tree, he was suddenly startled and completely dumbfounded.
"Where's the tree? Where's the tree!"
Xun Mu screamed and howled, as if he was going to invite the whole village to dinner, and he began to howl at the top of his lungs.
"Qin Youde, you are not a human being! You are not a human being!"
Howling and howling, Xun Mu didn't know whether he was angry or frustrated, he just started crying.
He thinks he knows Qin Yang very well.
I also know what kind of bad behavior Qin Yang is.
Looking at the entire world, the most valuable thing, and probably the only valuable thing, is this dead black sycamore.
Of course he knew that Qin Yang would definitely have some ideas.
But this idea, what Xun Mu had thought about, was actually just because he was afraid that Qin Yang would find a way to destroy Black Wutong.
But he really hasn't thought about Qin Yang poaching Black Wutong.
The earth here is as solid as a magic weapon and is integrated into one body. With their strength, they may not be able to cause much damage if they fight freely here.
Poaching the black phoenix tree is something that has never been thought of.
But in the big hole in front of us, there are still some black sycamore roots left in it. Anyone who looks at it can tell that the tree has been dug away.
Who knows what method Qin Yang used and how he could have done it.
The spiritual light on Xun Mu's body shone like water waves. His appearance began to age rapidly, and his lifespan was rapidly depleted, but his injuries also began to recover rapidly.
He struggled to get up and rushed to the pit without giving up. He touched the black soil in the pit with his own hands, touched the remaining roots, and then felt that those roots had completely lost their strength.
Xun Mu's eyes were red.
After years of planning and planning, it all came to nothing.
When Qin Yang's son fell, he lost everything.
This is more than just an explosion of mentality.
Raising his head and looking at the divine light in the sky, Xun Mu's eyes seemed to be dissipated.
The divine light slowly converged, and the masked Sect Master Yan emerged in the divine light.
His breath was very strange, and his consciousness fluctuated very strangely, rising and falling. His white hair also turned into white on the right side and black on the left.
Sect Leader Yan stretched out his right hand and covered the right side of his face. The face under the mask kept changing its expression.
From his throat, low growls came out one after another.
The soul was on the verge of collapse, but it still stubbornly maintained this state and never collapsed.
Xun Mu did not lie. There was indeed the power to reverse longevity in the tree hole of the black sycamore tree, and he did feel this power inside.
However, this kind of power is simply not something that ordinary people can bear, nor does it belong to ordinary people.
But it belongs to Hades Phoenix.
As the mighty power that conquered the heaven and earth fell, the memory of Pluto Phoenix fell with it.
Even if there is no consciousness and only memory, it is far from what ordinary people can bear.
In the endless years, Minghuang's memory seemed to run through the long river of time, giving him a feeling of infinity.
All kinds of darkness, loneliness, long and continuous, pouring into the brain, this is not something ordinary people can bear.
His memory, under this huge and strange river of memory, is like a small puddle, being washed away by the waves.
His consciousness was like a leaf falling onto the boundless sea.
Even if it was just a simple memory, he could no longer bear it.
If this continues, his consciousness will be submerged, and the small puddle of his memory will be like a drop of water blending into the sea, leaving no trace.
He will no longer remember who he is, he will only remember that he is Minghuang.
Therefore, only halfway through the transformation, Sect Master Yan rushed out on his own initiative.
Now, while he maintains the last bit of clarity on the spiritual platform, two consciousnesses seem to have appeared in his mind.
Slowly, Sect Master Yan's self-awareness shrank into a corner. No matter how it was washed away, it could not be submerged. The two sides seemed to be trapped in an unbalanced balance.
Sect Leader Yan slowly raised his head, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, a hint of alienation from the world, and looked at Xun Mu who was on the ground like an old man in his sixties or seventies.
He said slowly.
"Is it Xiao Mu?"
It's an ancient language.
The look in Xun Mu's eyes had completely dimmed, and his heart was dark, completely occupied by despair.
He leaned down and touched his head to the ground.
"Xun Mu, come and see the Emperor of Hades."
Xun Mu lay on the ground, not daring to move.
Sect Leader Yan slowly came down, put one hand on Xun Mu's head, and then frowned slightly.
"Hey, isn't it you?"
"It's not me. The one who really came back to life was a man named Zhang Zhengyi. I just used the flesh and blood he left behind to revive him."
Xun Mu trembled and quickly threw the blame away.
"Take me to see him. Seeing that you have contributed a lot, I will give you a way out."
"Thank you Emperor Ming." Xun Mu thanked him quickly.
There was also a little more brilliance in his eyes.
To this day, he still doesn't understand why the Underworld Emperor has revived. Doesn't it mean that what is carried in the black phoenix tree is just memory.
But this gesture, these words, and all aspects of it all indicate that the Hades Emperor has indeed revived.
Xun Mu was filled with despair and regret. At this moment, when he looked back, he suddenly understood.
He is just a pawn.
A chess piece being used.
Memories go back to a long, long time ago.
At that time, the world was in chaos, heaven and earth were at war, and every year you would hear about the death of a great god. He was just living in the cracks between many great gods, and he was at best a big ant, and he did things that were not worthy of recognition.
He is a thief, and he calls himself a thief who steals the sky. He took advantage of the situation and stole a lot of things from the fallen bosses. From wealth and resources to treasures and magical powers, he began to slowly become stronger.
He is getting stronger and stronger, and he is becoming more and more handy when he is in trouble, but he is also becoming more and more cautious and cautious, because people who are stronger than him seem to be so casual when they fall.
Then one day, he received unexpected news.
The underworld emperor was seriously injured and was about to reach nirvana.
He was afraid of death, so when faced with this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he was inevitably moved.
As long as he succeeds, he may have more opportunities than those great gods.
A chance to make a mistake, a chance to die, a chance to fall.
He did not rush to do it, but made preparations first, collected information, made plans, and even later used other Divine Phoenix bloodlines to infiltrate the Hades Emperor. Everything seemed to go smoothly.
A hundred years passed like this, and he did nothing but waited quietly.
Then one day, the Emperor of Hades was about to reach Nirvana. He secretly used his own strength, various magical powers, and various treasures to sneak into the place where the Emperor of Hades had reached Nirvana.
At the moment when the Emperor of Hades was about to die and was about to reach Nirvana, he had a desperate plan, spent all the treasures he had prepared, tried his best, and almost lost his body and soul before stealing the origin of the Emperor of Hades.
The origin of the Divine Phoenix, the root of Nirvana.
He even stole everything in the Hades Temple.
After a hundred years of preparation in advance, everything went smoothly.
He integrated the origin into himself, and naturally gained a magical power, which was more terrifying than being reborn from the fire.
Even if his body and soul are destroyed, he only needs to consume his lifespan to be resurrected again.
At this time, he discovered that it was not complete and needed to go to Black Indus to be complete.
However, he had not been happy for two days, and before he even went out, changes began to occur.
He found that in the classics in his hand, there was no longer the word "鸑雟", and things about the "鸑雷" began to slowly disappear. Even outside, when he asked some weak people, they no longer remembered what the "鸑雟" was.
What.
Even two days later, no one he met could even remember how to pronounce or write the word "鸑鷟".
At that time, he was afraid.
He was scared to death.
There is no joy at all.
He suddenly understood why the Underworld Emperor was so strong and could easily resurrect from the dead, so why did he want to go to Nirvana and start all over again?
This is the action of the top boss.
He is just a relatively powerful little thief.
In order not to be caught or found, he used his abilities to take advantage of the loopholes in the laws of heaven and earth and sneak through time.
Even to be on the safe side, he personally separated himself and spread it to all the places he could find, especially places with many creatures.
Then, the last part was left and exploded.
In this way, everything is avoided.
His bloodline is passed down from generation to generation, and one day, he will recover and return.
Even though this day may take a long, long time, by then, times will have changed.
Moreover, during this process, he would not feel anything, he would just close and open his eyes.
The most important thing is that no one can stop him from sneaking through time, unless the great god above is more crazy than him.
He has infected hundreds of millions of living beings. Unless the great gods above annihilate all of these billions of living beings, no one can stop him from sneaking through time.
And killing hundreds of millions of living beings is an evil that no one is willing to shoulder. It's not that it can't be done, but that if it is done, it will set an impeccable target for others.
So, he succeeded.
The most proud thing in his life was this incident, stealing the root of Nirvana from the bird and escaping from the hands of the great god whose back he couldn't see.
Then, those great gods of the past have been lost in time, and he, a thief who was not even a big boss back then, sneaked through time and survived.
Can he be dissatisfied? Shouldn't he be dissatisfied?
But now, he couldn't feel proud at all.
Only now did he understand that he was just a pawn from beginning to end.
The chess piece that Emperor Hades is most satisfied with.
Because it's the most suitable.
He doesn't attract anyone's attention. He has supernatural powers and can exploit loopholes in the laws of heaven and earth. Most importantly, he is greedy for life and afraid of death.
The Pluto Emperor knew long ago that even Nirvana would not bring good results.
Therefore, from the earliest time when he accidentally got the news, he has become a chess piece.
All the information he can get is what others give him and let him know.
Go down step by step.
He tried his best and went through many twists and turns, but the final result was...
Sneaking through time with the Hades Emperor.
Because no one will care about this little thief. By the time those high-level gods notice this person, everything will be irreversible and it will be impossible to stop him.
Xun Mu's face was gloomy and his eyes were gloomy. At this time, he thought of what Qin Yang said before, and now he felt that it made sense.