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The majestic pure spiritual power poured into Hui Ming's body in a steady stream, and then after the refining of the Supreme Painting Bone, it poured into the Heavenly Emperor Spirit Sea. And in the face of such an endless infusion, the Heavenly Emperor Spirit Sea seemed to be a bottomless pit, and those who came did not refuse, and completely devoured it.

However, at this moment, Hui Ming understood the extremely unstable situation of the spiritual sea that Chen Changhe said. Seeing the extremely powerful torrent of spiritual power in his body, he directly rampaged, raging wildly, if it weren't for the extreme refining of the Supreme Painting Bone, he would have been unable to support it a long time ago, and he would have exploded and died.

"Everyone quit the Painting Palace and sealed off all sides, in case the Dark Heavenly Palace disturbs the inheritance of the Moyuan Painting Emperor, only if Huiming completely absorbs the remnant soul of the Moyuan Painting Emperor, our demon sealing plan can be successful!"

"This is also the last option. ”

Seeing this, the Xuangui Emperor said loudly.

When everyone heard this, they could understand that now, only this young emperor with the imprint of the life of the Moyuan Painting Emperor can only be relied upon.

One by one, in addition to being surprised, they also temporarily let go of the jealousy and dissatisfaction in their hearts, and immediately took action, scattering in all directions, and in a moment, they protected all directions of the Zhuoyun Painting Palace.

"Uncle, aunt, you all go and get busy, I'll take care of Brother Huiming. ”

Xiao Xinyue looked at Chen Changhe and Dongfang Ruoling, who were reluctant, smiled slightly, and said softly.

Dongfang Ruoling smiled slightly when he heard this, and then nodded lightly, and left the hall with Chen Changhe.

At this moment, how much they want to stay with their children and spend this cultivation. However, they knew that the external environment was changing rapidly, and the Dark Heavenly Palace was eyeing each other, and without their protection, it was impossible to guarantee absolute peace in the Zhuoyun Painting Palace.

Time passed little by little, but after a whole day like this, Hui Ming found that the spiritual power in the Heavenly Emperor Spirit Sea did not rise in the slightest, and the spiritual power he had refined throughout the day was simply negligible for the Heavenly Emperor Spirit Sea.

At this rate, if Hui Ming wants to completely saturate the Heavenly Emperor Spirit Sea, I'm afraid it will take at least two months.

But he knew very well that there were not many days left for him.

"No, this refining speed is too slow, you need to think of a way. ”

Hui Ming muttered to himself in his heart.

He fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Huiming's mind suddenly moved, and he didn't delay any longer, and his hands suddenly sealed.

On the ruined earth, Huiming's body was gradually completely covered by the incomparably rich mist of spiritual power, and between heaven and earth, torrents formed by the convergence of spiritual mist continued to surge.

And at this moment, in the spiritual power of this heaven and earth, there was a sudden violent fluctuation, and Xiao Xinyue, who was not far away, was also aware of it, and hurriedly raised her head, and then her eyes couldn't help but stare at it.

I saw a huge spiritual treasure inkstone, which appeared in the air. On this white jade inkstone, a golden brush erupted with terrifying suction power. Within a radius of thousands of feet, the surging spiritual mist surged in waves and waves. From a distance, it looks like a light blue real dragon. And these spiritual mist true dragons are all invariably surging into the huge jade inkstone, after carefully depicting the brush against the sky on it, they turn into a substance of life and death words, around the Lingfan treasure inkstone, flying up and down, extremely mysterious.

"The image of the painting is its expression, and the rhyme of the painting is its soul. Life and death until consummation!"

A faint voice floated out of Huiming's mouth. I saw the words of life and death flying in the air, and gradually transformed into patterns. Among them, there are the mighty true dragon, the proud Tianfeng, the fierce white tiger, the long-lived Xuanwu, as well as wolves, lions, leopards, foxes and so on. Little by little, they are transformed, and then little by little they are dissipated. In an instant, it appeared again with trees, flowers, mountains, stones, rivers, seas and other scenes, as if everything in the world was constantly evolving in the middle of the air.

And Hui Ming clearly sensed that at this moment, the Heavenly Emperor Spirit Sea in his body, which was originally almost exhausted, gradually had a stream of spiritual power that was brilliant to the extreme.

"It turns out that the work of painting the Tao of life and death, as well as the Lingfan treasure inkstone and the anti-sky brush, are all one. ”

Before, he had guessed countless times what kind of connection there was between the three, and today, he finally realized it.

"Everything is born and destroyed, and it is ultimately an evolution of spiritual power. It's like that brilliant meteor, its unique quality is not his body, but the brilliance that he crosses the sky under extreme splendor......"

In his heart, a faint voice that only he could hear sounded slowly, muttering, and in the words, there was a kind of Zen that saw through the red dust.

"Emperor Moyuan, I swore not to be taken away by you before, don't you blame the juniors?"

Hui Ming asked slowly in his heart.

"Look at it or not, it's all there, strange or not, it's all karma, the evolution of everything has its own reason, and pointless stubbornness is not beautiful. ”

"You are already the light, why don't I help you and transcend together?

After a while, the voice sounded again, but this time the voice was very huge, not only Huiming could hear it clearly, but even everyone who was guarding the periphery could hear it clearly, without exception.

"Emperor Painting entrusts, since you should do your best to complete, please old Fangxin, from now on, Emperor Huiming, is the new master of my Danqing Palace, my guardian family, swear allegiance to him. ”

The Xuangui Emperor Venerable, who was standing on top of the surrounding mountains, and the team of soul guards dressed in brown robes and expressionless faces, all hurriedly knelt down in unison, and said loudly in the direction of Hui Ming's cultivation in the Zhuoyun Painting Palace.

"On behalf of the Luan Bird clan, I swear here, swear to live and die with Danqing Palace, and take Emperor Huiming's head as the horse. ”

"On behalf of the Kunpeng clan, I swear here, swear to live and die with the Danqing Palace, and look forward to Emperor Huiming. ”

"On behalf of the Jinpeng clan, I hereby swear ......"

The leaders of the spirit beast families and human realm sects that stood on top of the mountains were also deeply shocked by the life perception of Emperor Moyuan one by one, and all the dissatisfaction and suspicion in their hearts were also dissipated at this moment, and they all knelt down with great piety, and said loudly in the direction of Huiming's cultivation.

Roar!

Accompanied by the sound of Huang Zhong Dalu, resounding around the Zhuoyun Painting Palace, the originally quiet Zhuoyun Painting Palace, suddenly trembled violently, and immediately, a loud dragon chant sounded, and above the Zhuoyun Painting Palace, a golden helmet and golden armor, and the young figure of the heavenly phoenix wings flapping behind him suddenly appeared.

He exudes the surging coercion of destroying the world and destroying the world, the bright stars around him slowly rotate, and the phantom of all things in the world appears and disappears around him, just like the Ten Thousand Buddhas.