Mu Cangtian frowned, flicked his fingers, destroyed Xiao Moyu's last attack, looked at Yun Yijian, and said secretly, "The talent of the war clan is really extraordinary, just a simple battle can have an epiphany, Chu Qing's sobriety, maybe it depends on him." ”

Yun Yijian's divine sense exploded at this moment, reaching for the chakra, and every vein in the chakra was separated under the wrapping of his divine sense.

His veins had never appeared so clearly in the sea of consciousness, and at this moment, the veins in his body were completely controlled, almost to the point of doing whatever he wanted.

"It turns out that the vein is so controlled ....... ”

Yun Yijian felt the flow of pulse power, and suddenly realized that he once knew nothing about the veins, the same blow, emitting the same pulse force, whether it was attack or defense, it was very small, but he now believed that every blow now could destroy the world.

"The mystery of reincarnation, hell is now!"

Yun Yijian's eyes shot out of fine light, and his pupils dilated, reflecting a terrifying and monstrous reincarnation path, shaking people's souls, even Xiao Moyu hurriedly retreated and shot to the back of the curtain.

Yun Yijian's right palm was raised slightly, and he struck into the depths of the void with a casual blow, and the reincarnation path devoured everything and shattered the sky.

The path of reincarnation is clearly visible, and the bones inside are like mountains, and the blood flows and drifts, shocking the heavens.

"No, maybe it can be more powerful!" Yun Yijian did not open the shaking cloud wings, and stepped into the air, and it turned out to be flat and blue, and flew with the sky for a short time.

At this moment, Yun Yijian was unconscious, only doing things on instinct, going farther and farther, constantly attacking, shaking the prohibition and emitting a monstrous light, and the power of the counterattack became stronger and stronger.

"Master, big brother, he ....... Xiao Moyu was shocked, this was like the previous Yun Yi sword, which was extremely powerful.

"He is in an epiphany, he understands the use of the pulse, he feels the pulse, he understands the true meaning of the pulse, and he does not demand much, if he can experience one-twelfth of it, it is enough. Mu Cangtian smiled, and his tired face finally showed a hint of relief.

"There are some spiritual fruits in the depths over there, you can pick some to satisfy your hunger. Mu Cangtian pointed to a desolate ancient forest and said indifferently, "In addition, this is a saint-level pulse technique, you take it and eat it thoroughly, if you don't understand something, you can discuss it with him, this is the true understanding of the Void War Clan, and when he returns, I will give it to him, I can teach you a little while, don't let me down." ”

Mu Cangtian threw the two secret techniques to Xiao Moyu, turned around and left directly.

Inside the main hall, the curtain sky stepped into it, the space suddenly turned, the terrifying chaotic aura was permeated, and all kinds of laws and origins were overflowing, and it was impossible to see the true face.

Where the emperor passed, the origin retreated, giving way to an avenue, and the deeper and deeper, it seemed that there was no end to this hall.

The slight footsteps shook the main hall, and the surrounding magic circle was torn, terrifying, even Tianzun did not dare to walk around in it, otherwise he would definitely die if he touched the forbidden law!

After a long time, the curtain came to an attic, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, thousands of flowers compete for beauty, butterflies dance among the flowers, the lotus flowers bloom in the pool, the aura is rich, a few goldfish do not know how many years they have lived, and it seems that they want to jump on the nine days to incarnate Jackie Chan.

Above the pool, a cold ice jade bed stood flat in the void, exuding the cold air of the frozen world, and the Emperor of the Early Qing Dynasty was lying on it like that, without a trace of expression, without a trace of vitality.

The curtain cangtian walked in mid-air, stepping towards the jade bed step by step, his eyes full of sadness.

"Chu Qing, how can you live alone in the dark all these years? Isn't it lonely?" Mu Cangtian sat in front of the bed, looking at the closed moon of the Chu Qing Emperor stupidly, "I have traveled all over the void, looking for the entire desolate world, and the entire universe has been walked by me, but unfortunately the relics of the ancestors of the war clan are long gone, and I can't let you return after all." ”

"Now I have found a war clan void body, but I can't wait for him to achieve the throne, I don't have much to do, maybe I can breathe for a hundred years, but after all, I will never see your face again, I can't be with you, maybe a hundred years later, I will go to the Four Realms, do the last battle, give them, give you, leave a glimmer of life, I'm sorry, I can't wait for you to return!"

A drop of essence blood fell from the corner of Mu Cangtian's eyes, and he couldn't shed tears, in the past 30,000 years, he had shed countless bloods, but he had not shed a single tear.

The essence blood fell, he reached out and grabbed it, holding it tightly in his hand, and his face was full of reluctance and unwillingness.

Hope is close at hand, but there is no time to wait, he can't breathe under the urgency of waiting for mortal dust, these years, he and the sky have taken his life, after all, he can't take back his life, the spirit of the early war is scattered, he waited for ten thousand years, and found the essence and blood of the void body of the war clan, but he is going to die.

The injustices in this world are all on him, and he is tired all these years.

Mu Cangtian curled up beside Zhan Chuqing, his expression at the moment was very helpless, and he was even more helpless!

An emperor who has been dominating for nine days and respected by ten parties has finally lost to fate, and let fate play tricks on him.

A god who stood proudly in the heavens and shocked the Four Realms couldn't win the Heavenly Dao after all, so the Heavenly Dao was ravaged fiercely.

"Chu Qing, are you as unwilling and helpless as me? Walking silently in the dark, waiting to be with me?"

The Holy King of Mortal Dust, the gods of the world, the emperor of all the heavens just took away his breath and fell into a coma, for the past 30,000 years, he has never closed his eyes, has been silently guarding, has been silently searching, at this moment, he is quiet.

The sky is high and the clouds are gone, the wind is swept by the fragrance of flowers, the stream beats on the shore, making a crisp sound, accompanied by the butterfly dance, this place is like heaven, beautiful.

"If I could, I'd rather be with you here, if I could, I'd rather look at you through time and space, if I could, I'd rather ............"

Whispering and murmuring, swirling in the sky, the desolate breath induced the law of sorrow, and the place became full of fairy mist, obscuring the light and burying the two of them.

.........

Outside the main hall, Yun Yijian's long hair danced, his eyes reflected a trace of avenue, and the epiphany continued.

Xiao Moyu held the spirit fruit of fairy light in his hand, emitting a pungent aura, sitting cross-legged on the side, eating the spirit fruit, while looking at the saint-level pulse technique, and looking at Yun Yijian from time to time, so unhappy.

"Hehe, the master's pulse technique is much stronger than the pulse technique that my grandfather gave me, although they are all saint-level pulse techniques, the emperor's shot is different. ”

"I can't understand this Void Mystery True Solution, some words can be understood, I can't send out a pulse, can I only attack with the air flow in my big brother's body?"

Xiao Moyu flipped over here for a while, looked at some there, her little forehead frowned, and then she threw it aside, if she didn't understand it, she wouldn't read it, for the little girl, playing and eating is the right solution, the true solution and pulse technique or something, there is really not much temptation for her.