"Not good!" Fang Lin realized that something was wrong, and directly bit the tip of his tongue to sober up, but the whole person's consciousness still sank involuntarily, and he couldn't see anything in front of him.

At the critical moment, a hand appeared out of thin air and gently rested on Fang Lin's shoulder.

Fang Lin's body shook, his consciousness suddenly sobered up, and his eyes gradually regained his brilliance.

When Fang Lin looked back, he saw an unfamiliar face smiling at him, holding a black umbrella in his hand.

"The twelfth mural represents the word change, everything in the future has infinite changes, and if you break this twelfth mural, your consciousness will be deeply immersed in these many changes, and you will never be able to get rid of it. The man holding the umbrella said softly, and then disappeared inexplicably in front of Fang Lin's eyes.

Fang Lin stood in place in a daze, the look of shock on his face did not fade, he didn't expect that the mysterious umbrella holder who had appeared in later generations would suddenly appear here.

What Fang Lin didn't expect was that he was actually saved by this person once, if he hadn't woken up Fang Lin in time, I am afraid that Fang Lin would have to sink into that real and illusory consciousness forever, and there would be no more sober days.

Fang Lin took a few deep breaths, his heart finally calmed down, and the sudden appearance of the umbrella holder made Fang Lin have even more doubts in his heart.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong before, he is not an ancient spirit incarnation, otherwise why would he appear here to save me?" Fang Lin said secretly in his heart, the sudden appearance of the umbrella holder made Fang Lin suspect that his previous speculation was wrong, thinking that the umbrella holder was probably not an ancient spirit incarnation.

But at the moment, Lin couldn't tell what the identity of the umbrella man was, if it was the incarnation of the ancient spirit, there was no reason to save him.

If he is not the embodiment of the ancient spirit, who is he? friend or foe, or both?

When Fang Lin turned his head and looked at the twelfth mural again, he saw that the mural had already recovered as before, still blank, without the slightest sign of cracking and collapse.

Fang Lin frowned slightly, he had indeed broken this mural before, but now it was restored to normal, it was very likely that it was the handwriting of the umbrella holder, or it was possible that the mural here could have been restored by itself.

When Fang Lin was in the ancient cave, on the top of a certain mountain in the hundred thousand mountains and rivers, a black suddenly appeared, followed by a figure under the black umbrella.

At the same time, the Nine Heavens Above Mo Shou Hei also sensed a trace of unusual aura, and a pair of eyes scanned the entire land, including the land of 100,000 mountains and rivers, but he was unable to detect the existence of the umbrella holder.

"It's almost ruined, Fang Lin, Fang Lin, don't make any more mistakes, I'm taking a big risk to help you. The umbrella man muttered, looking up at the sky with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Twelve murals, with my handwriting, as well as the handwriting of that guy from Xuanyuanya, and your penitential handwriting, it depends on who this kid Fang Lin will believe. The umbrella holder said, his eyes suddenly looked into the distance, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face hidden under the black umbrella, but it was more relieved.

"It's still that you Xuanyuan Ya is powerful, you have seen more of the future than us, and another creature was born in this heaven and earth that can win the world and create it, as you Xuanyuan Ya expected. As soon as the umbrella man's words fell, he saw that in the direction of his gaze, a red light rose to the sky, like a pillar of heaven, no matter where he stood on the earth, he could see it when he looked up.

At this moment, the countless Holy Spirits on the earth all had the same feeling, a sense of awe from the depths of the soul spontaneously arose, and they couldn't help but want to bow down in the direction of the red light rising from the sky.

Nine days and ten earths, eight wilderness**, the strong are extremely obedient!

In the White Emperor City, Fang Qingye jumped out, his eyes looked at the red light in the distance, and there was a rare smile on his face.

"It's a little bit faster than I expected. Fang Qingye said, and then went straight to the place where the red light appeared.

Above the sky, Mo Shouhei was furious, at this moment, he finally knew why there was always a sense of uneasiness in the previous period, why Fang Qingye was always mysterious and did not let him notice.

It turned out that a third martial artist was secretly born besides himself and Fang Qingye!

If he had known that there would be a new Wuzun, even if he had to fight to lose the already small number of longevity, he would have to erase this scourge.

It's a pity, Mo Shou Hei didn't realize the birth of the new martial artist until now, it was too late and too late, and he missed the best time to start, even if Mo Shou Hei wanted to start now, it was impossible, Fang Qingye would not let him succeed, and he would definitely try his best to stop it.

Besides, the new Wuzun has become a climate, and it is not that he can kill it if he sticks to the black, and there are all ants under Wuzun, but it is also the realm of Wuzun, and it is really difficult to say who is strong and who is weak.

Mo Shouhei's face was extremely gloomy, although the general trend of the world was still under his control, he faintly felt that some things seemed to be beyond his control and were developing in an unimaginable direction.

As for how far it will develop, he can't predict it, because a newly born martial artist will bring too many variables, and as a martial artist, he is the common enemy of all beings in the world, and he will inevitably be deeply implicated.

"Xuanyuan Ya, is this your means? One Fang Qingye is not enough, a new martial arts supreme has actually appeared, for this reason, you did not hesitate to exhaust everything you have, and gave up the remaining 100,000 years of life, it is really bold, I have been fighting with you for so long, and I admire you from the bottom of my heart for the first time. Mo Shou Hei gritted his teeth and said, the person he hated the most at the moment was not the newly born Martial Dao Supreme, but the long-gone Xuanyuan Ya.

Whether it is Fang Qingye or this new martial arts supreme, it is Xuanyuan Ya's handiwork, he exchanged the death of one person for the birth of two martial arts masters one after another, in order to clamp down on the black.

On the earth, the sky-high red light shook the nine heavens, and a figure stood in the pillar of light, absorbing the nine heavens and clouds, and shaking the eight wildernesses.

This red light is the embodiment of this person's surging qi and blood, and this qi and blood are so strong that even the most powerful true dragon in the flesh will be overshadowed.

Many strong people throughout the ages, including Xuanyuan Ya and Mo Shouhei, cannot be compared to this new supreme in terms of the strength of qi and blood.

On this day, the earth was born with a strong physique that has never been seen before or since, and it can crush all the martial arts powerhouses in the world with the power of the flesh.

Fang Qingye appeared nearby, and the umbrella holder was also silently paying attention in the distance, looking down with cold eyes, and the eyes of the three of them fell on the body of this new martial artist.