The black clouds flew and turned into streamers.

But under the ancient pine of the mountains, an old man gradually came out. The old man was dressed in gray cloth, thin and withered, and he was carrying a patched package on his back.

That old man was none other than the mysterious soul-painting old man in Red Ink City.

And the place where he was standing was less than ten zhang away from the place where the three of them were talking. But none of the three people just now found out. Moreover, just now, Amu deliberately spread out his magic sense and carefully probed it.

Looking at the direction of Amu Black Cloud Flying Shuttle, the old man who painted the soul first sighed, and then shook his head and muttered to himself.

"Young man, it's still too arrogant! Let the Shura Realm crawl under your feet, but your cultivation is too low and too low!"

"Amu, hey, the coffin seems to be on you. However, any magic weapon is a foreign object, and within the Three Realms, how can you really rely on the magic weapon to run rampant? If my old man makes a move, the magic coffin will be suppressed for you. What else can you do?"

"However, young man, you still need a little enthusiasm! It also lives up to the name of the successor of the Demon Lang, hehe! He is still a person from the sea wilderness, and he looks like a human! However, whether it is the female baby of Shura or the female baby of the sea wilderness, they are also very beautiful. ”

The old man who painted the soul muttered and rambled, which was a little different from the way he flatly rejected Mo Wuhate that day. In the end, I actually chatted happily with myself, and the wrinkles on my face were like walnuts when I smiled.

Then, I didn't see any magic weapon used by the old man who painted the soul, just one step, and endless strange light naturally rose under his feet. In an instant, it was invisible and disappeared in place.

......

At this time, the black cloud in the void flew like black lightning, and it was already moving at full speed. Amu still has some injuries on his body, and he has taken pills and spent most of his time recuperating on his knees.

So it's the main lecture from the water. Amu occasionally added a few words. He told Mo Wuxian why they came to the sea wilderness, how they came to the sea wilderness and the past qiē, everything related to the Shura thing.

Amu also said his identity as an ancient heir to the sea, the demon coffin on his body, etc. Because, Amu understands that many things are actually not secrets.

It's just, about a qiē on the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms. Amu didn't say it, because the Three Realms Holy Mountain was sealed with the body of Lishui, which was something that even Lishui didn't know. It was also a major event related to the peace of the Three Realms, and Amu didn't talk about it much.

The story of a qiē in the sea wilderness, Amu and the water. Shen Yan, the previous life of Shura Ziyi, the black bird on Amu's shoulder. Xiao Luo of Taihuangmen and Murong Huang of the Great Murong Dynasty. Water Charm and Blue Devil, Xingfei and so on.

These things almost talk about the rotation of the black and white sun, and the half round of black and white sun.

The story of Haihuang was so hateful that it was not just a headache, but in the end, Mo Wuxian was finally completely numb. He finally understood that the tip of the iceberg was not a joke, but what he had seen before. What the tip of the iceberg.

The friendship between Amu and Lishui in the past deeply moved Mo Wuxi. The story of Shen Yan and Amu made Mo Wuxian sigh.

Mo Wuxian didn't expect that the black bird on Amu's shoulder turned out to be the legendary body of ten thousand demons. A beautiful maiden crow. It is better to bear the curse of the Ancient Demon Venerable than to choose freedom. Such love and courage make Mo Wuxian extremely ashamed.

How could such a proud fairy bird turn into a parrot? Mo Wuxian remembered his own ridiculousness. Probably, only Amu's shoulders can stay such a demon black bird.

The story of the red-clothed feather made Mo Wuxian frown closely. The tears of Lethe River cut off the love of three lives and three lives. Wanting to make the water of Lethe flow backwards, Mo Wuxian, finally understood why Shura Ziyi and Amu said that.

The heir of the demon coffin, the heir of the sea, Amu's identity makes Mo hateless and has nothing to say.

The legend of the Nine Coffins, as the young master of the Valley of No Hatred, Mo Wu has naturally heard of it. It's just that I didn't expect that Amu really had a broken magic coffin on his body.

And inherited from the ancient stream of the sea, just this one, almost killed Mo Wuxian in seconds. Because, even in the Demon Continent Shura Realm, there are many legends that tell the story of Canghai Immortal Venerable.

The countless thousands of years of great wars are like myths to the Shura realm. Therefore, many Shura people do not take a stand.

It's like asking modern people what they think of traditional Chinese mythology. Do you support Chi You, or the Yellow Emperor? It is estimated that the vast majority of people are unable to answer. It's too far away, and naturally it doesn't feel anything.

The Supreme of the Three Realms!

Those legends are vague and distant, and the Canghai Immortal Venerable is a god-like existence for them. Therefore, when he heard that Amu's mentorship turned out to be the ancient flow of the sea, Mo Wuxian didn't know what kind of mood he was in.

If one day, a friend you can trust, he and you say very sincerely, actually, you know what? I am the inheritance of Taishang Laojun.

Then, you will instantly understand how Mo Wuxian felt at that time. Canghai Immortal Venerable, it is such a existence, Mo Wuxian was shocked beyond measure.

Considering Mo Wuxian's ability to bear it in his heart, what god king inheritance has nothing to do for the time being, such "trivial things" as the Heavenly Fox Servant, Aunt Phantom Flower, Jiguang Boy, etc., Lishui and Amu chose not to talk about it tacitly, but only mentioned that Master Wang might definitely come to find the ghost coffin.

After hearing these things, Mo Wuxian asked for meditation and pranayama. For a whole night, Mo Wuxian didn't say a word.

When the sun was in the sky again, Mo Wuxian slowly opened his eyes and then spoke.

"Amu, Lishui, I know you, after listening to your story, I really die without regrets!"

Amu Lishui listened to Mo Wuxian's words, and he was dumbfounded.

"It turns out that in addition to Shura, there is also endless heaven and earth, infinite pattern. Whether it's the Valley of No Hate or the Blood Moon Continent, it's actually all projectiles. Tens of thousands of years, no hatred is really wasted!"

After that, Mo Wuxian sighed, and he did have an understanding.

In an instant, Mo Wuxian's mind was clear, and a seven-colored glow suddenly lit up in the Danhai. Danhai changes, there will be changes.

Mo has no hatred, he is busy hugging Yuan Shouyi, guiding the seven-colored glow, and wandering the meridians of the whole body. The seven-colored glow actually turned into endless immortal power, and finally returned to Danhai.

Wow –

The entire Danhai of Mo Wuxian expanded in an instant, almost doubling in size. The fairy aura is dense, the brilliance is infinite, and the fairy roots of ink without hatred are swaying and shining.

True Immortal Triple Realm!

Mo Wuxian was exiled from the Demon Continent, and since the last retreat breakthrough, he had been stuck in the True Immortal Dual Realm. Although, it has long been completed, but there has not been the slightest breakthrough. Today, because of the great change in his mood, he was suddenly promoted to the True Immortal Triple Realm.

Such a thing can be encountered but not sought.

At this time, Mo Wuxi's whole person was released with immortal energy, and a faint immortal aura lingered around his body for a long time.

Amu and Lishui naturally understood that this was a vision of promotion. The promotion of true immortals is not like a catastrophe, and there is no risk at all. Their brothers, of course, are happy for Mo Wuxi.

At the same time, looking at each other, both of them also felt that after entering the Demon Continent Shura Realm, they had neglected their own cultivation. After all, the Shura Realm is different from the Sea Wilderness, and the starting point here is higher.

The Wind Tribulation Upper Realm, the Yin Yang Tribulation Upper Realm, and the cultivation of the realm of Amu and Lishui are in the Shura Realm, without the slightest advantage, and even obvious lag.

Moreover, I don't know what happened to Xiao Luo and the others' cultivation? Three thousand years of cultivation may have advanced by leaps and bounds.

"Maybe it is the fundamental guarantee that you should slowly try to improve your own realm. Otherwise, if you really encounter Xiao Luo and others who are not weak at all such as magic weapons, I am afraid it will be extremely difficult to handle. ”

The two brothers had such thoughts flashing in their hearts, looking for an opportunity to prepare to improve their realm.

At this time, Mo Wuxian slowly opened his eyes. True immortal triple, the demeanor in his eyes is by no means ordinary.

"Congratulations!" Amu and Lishui both laughed with their fists clenched.

"Haha!" Mo Wuxian swept away the tired color of the past, the whole person was radiant, and a faint fairy aura lingered on the black robe. Naturally, he was in a good mood.

"Amu, Lishui, you are definitely my lucky star!"

The three of them laughed and turned over their hands with wine. On the black cloud shuttle, the three of them had another hearty drink.

............

The immortal road is far away, but the speed of the black cloud shuttle is extremely fast. Now, it is only twenty or thirty thousand miles away from the Dark Demon Valley. Yiqiē was the same as Amu Lishui had expected, and they could have reached the goal a day earlier.

Along the way, there are no more towns, either high mountains, dense forests, and occasional rivers.

At this time, the three of Amu were flying to the side of a high mountain, and the fiery red trees were all over the mountain. The scenery of the Continent of War, needless to say.

The three of them traveled all the way, and they were quite interested. But suddenly, the void was filled with murderous intent. Just like the day when he met the Yin Bird King, the black cloud flew and suddenly stopped.

"Huh?" the three of Amu raised their eyebrows.

At the same time, the void formed a pentagonal shape, and five human figures appeared. The five figures, all of them in black daze, covered with black robes and black hats. However, the clothes fluttered, revealing a hint of metallic luster in between.

"It's been a long time, Amu, Lishui! We've been waiting here for a long time!" one of them said in a deep voice. (To be continued......)