A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

　　 Several days in a row, Muyu was thinking about what Wanwan had said that day, and the withered tree didn't step out of the small yard anymore. Obviously, Wanwan was stuck. After a few days of rest, the dead wood finally mentioned something about the nethergrass.

　　 "Be careful when separating the anger and lifelessness of the turfgrass. Don't let the lifelessness spread out, otherwise there will be unpredictable consequences." Feng Haochen said seriously.

Xie Bu Lao often ran over to join in the excitement these days. He knew that Mu Yu was going to use turfgrass to treat Feng Haochen’s injury. He surprisingly did not object, saying: "Don’t worry about that much, I’ll cover it for you if something goes wrong, really. If it doesn’t work, I’ll find a way to throw it to heaven.”

　　 "Don't forget the lessons of a heavy day." Feng Haochen is not the kind of person who does not think about the consequences.

"Yi Chong Tian? What happened to the Chong Tian?" Mu Yu knew that there are Chong Tian and Chong Tian which means there is a Chong Tian, ​​and even a Chong Tian, ​​a Chong Tian, ​​but he had never heard of a Chong Tian before. And things outside of Mie Tian.

　　 "It's very simple, the heaven is destroyed by the grass." Xie Bu said indifferently.

　　 "What!" Muyu looked at the green grass in his hand, startled, and almost missed it and threw it on the ground.

　　 The sky was destroyed by this grass?

Xie Bu Lao felt Mu Yu a little fussed and said, "Where is this world as simple as you think? Since the birth of the world, everything is relative. There are favorable factors for the development of the world, and there is also the destruction of the world. , The existence of medusa is a proof."

Suddenly, Xie Bu Lao continued: "Whether it is a double sky or a triple sky, there is a green grass. Everyone did not know the serious consequences of the dead air of the green grass before, and no one paid attention to it. Then I don’t know if it is Which guy in Yitiantian who separates the dead air and anger of the celestial grass, **** away the anger, and then the dead air begins to spread, and finally transforms Yitian into a world without any living beings."

　　 "It is very likely that the stupid guy like Yumeng did it." Xie Bulao added.

　　According to Xie Bu Lao, no matter whether it is a chongtian, or a chongtian, it is a human race, a demon race, and a Youmen demon race. Yitiantian is mainly controlled by the Yumeng Demon Clan, and the human and demon clan are almost extinct. A foolish Yumeng Demon Clan found the only celestial grass in the Heavenly Heaven tens of thousands of years ago, stripping the anger and discarding the dead air .

　　At first, the amount of dead energy is not large, and there will be no serious consequences. But the lifelessness is so severe in its infectivity. It can gradually spread, turning everything it encounters into lifelessness, and constantly expanding. After Yutian Demon discovered that the situation was wrong and wanted to save it, it was too late. They could only escape to the second and third days. Those who could not escape were eroded by the dead air, and the dead air was completely covered by the dead air. .

　　Every day there is celestial grass, Kumu said that he had not found the celestial grass that he had been looking for for a long time in Mietian, so he could only let Muyu go to the second day. Because he guessed that the grass in the Mie Palace was protected by the Mie Palace, Muyu couldn't have the ability to get the grass from the Mie Palace.

　　 The nethergrass is extremely scary, and it is not so easy to find even in the double sky. What Muyu didn't know was that if the mysterious phantom helped in the rain and he secretly helped, he wouldn't get the nethergrass. Phantom Qingyu, like Jianying Chenfeng and Xieying are not old, are immortal people who have major repairs. He helped Muyu naturally to help Jianying Chenfeng.

"Actually, I suspect that Yizhongtian had sucked away the anger of Mingcao at the beginning. It should be Yizhongmuyoumeng. Muyumen's favorite is the vigorous vitality. The anger of Mingcao is a huge treasure for him. Think about him. The ability of life and death will be known in a blink of an eye. Unfortunately, he is a fool, and he has not dealt with the death air, and destroyed the whole world." The sympathy of evil and immortality.

　　 Muyu once used the ability to "live and die in a blink of an eye", his eyes represent life and death, and the fatal injury of Tianran and Feng Haochen was cured by his "life and death in a blink of an eye". It's a pity that this ability is really against the sky, far beyond his control. Now the Yumengling in his body is sealed by the Nine-day Sealing Demon Array, and Muyu can no longer use this ability.

The ability to resist the sky has even more restrictions. He can’t resurrect the dead Yumen demons with his left eye indefinitely, and he can’t directly wipe out a large group of human races with his right eye. This ability has a great burden on his body. The most important thing is that the human race can resist that dead energy to a certain extent.

At first, Mu Yu seemed to be irresistible in the blink of an eye in the use of life and death in the Mo Yun Mountain Range. In fact, if he used the Jindan period repairs at the time of the out of the Qiao period, at most let the out of the Qiao period bleeding nose, fundamental Will not cause any substantial harm, even Muyu himself will be backfired.

"You don’t have to worry about the excess anger of the turfgrass. The heaven and earth array will absorb it. The solution to the dead air is a big trouble. The passage into the heaven is blocked. It is unrealistic to throw it into the heaven. You must rely on it. Muyu, the wood spirit you got from the Yumon demons, but I can't guarantee what will happen to the wood spirit after absorbing the dead air." Feng Haochen said slowly.

"Less worried that some did, our big Lover quickly restore cultivation again, I want to wait to observe the Palace could beat triple front man, that guy from head to toe looked nasty, not a good triple Palace Things!" Xie Bu Lao rubs his hands.

　　 "Can you cover up a little while you talk?" Feng Haochen was quite helpless.

Xie Bu was old and disdainfully: "What are you afraid of? Are you still worried that the defenders will not eavesdrop? You didn't set up so many formations for this small courtyard? He made extraordinary achievements on the formations. Could the three of us lose to Is he?"

　　Evil is not old Although every day shouting to kill Jianying Chenfeng, Jianying Chenfeng is his old friend for thousands of years, he cannot really start. The most important thing is that certain practices in the Sannomiya are too much, and even he can't stand it.

　　 "Okay, don't rip it! Let's start dealing with the turfgrass thing!" said Drywood.

　　 Everyone focused on the green grass in Muyu's hands.

　　Heavenly herbs require an alchemy master to accurately separate, but Muyu is there, so I am not so worried. Although his alchemy technique belongs to the three-legged cat level, his control of the plants is unmatched by others, not to mention a dead tree to guide him.

The consequences of turfgrass also exist in the form of plants even if it is against the sky, it has black and white leaves intertwined with each other, and the anger and death are maintained in a wonderful balance state, which is difficult to break. Just like the balance of the five elements in the ethereal land, the life-and-death balance of the celestial grass is even better than that!

　　 "You separate the Jiuqi Dihunhua first as I said."

　　Under the guidance of dead wood, he first separated the death of Jiuqi Dihunhua. The treatment process of Jiuqi Dihunhua is not so complicated, because it is different from turfgrass, there are not so many restrictions, and there is no internal balance problem. This process is easy for Muyu.

　　 It is not so easy to separate the anger and death of the grass, if the balance it maintains can be easily broken, then the world has long been over. The anger and lifelessness of Nethergrass are related to each other. The power of mutual restraint is difficult to be dispersed. Rao Yimu's ability to control the wood is extremely difficult.

　　 "Be careful, and try to find the point in the balance of the nethergrass. As long as the point is destroyed, the two leaves can be separated." said the dead wood.

　　 Muyu's hand touched the nethergrass, and his entire human consciousness had been integrated into the nethergrass. There are two leaves of the green grass, the infinite vitality is contained in the white, and the cold and overbearing in the black. At the moment when Muyu's consciousness enters the green grass, he feels like he is struggling on the edge of death and vitality, and suddenly his heart suddenly Feeling a tremor that was unexpected, Mu Yu was shocked to find that there was another universe in the grass!

　　The two leaves of the celestial beings are in a world of their own. He clearly entered from the junction of the two leaves, but he was not sure of the degree, and he entered the dead breath of the medusa. Surrounded by a deserted black mist, no matter whether it is at the foot or the top of the head, or around, the endless black mist can't see the head at a glance. The black mist was restlessly agitated, condensed into various weird shapes from time to time, swaying faintly, drifting away and condensing together again.

　　 The pure black mist gives a desperate impulse, killing, mania, restlessness, sadness, all kinds of emotions swarming, let Muyu think of death in a flash! This is a primitive force, deducing various possibilities of death.

　　 This black mist is the so-called dead energy, which lures Muyu to return to the embrace of death.

　　The black mist turned into a sudden, **** sky, and all the black mist became extremely scarlet, and the endless killing flashed in Muyu's eyes.

　　 Then, Mu Yu saw a **** scene!

　　The setting sun stained half of the sky, and the **** light poured onto the ground, illuminating the mess.

　　 The ground is no longer so flat, the sharp soil **** all over the ground, pierces a corpse, the blood has not dried up, the sword is still in the hand, but life has passed.

　　 The trees lie in a row, and the hard branches hang a human figure. The leaves are blood-red and weird.

　　 The river has been frozen, and a ridge of ice rises from the surface of the water. Through countless integrators, warm blood flows down the ridge of ice and fails to melt the bitter cold.

　　 The flame is burning on the earth, so vigorous, with the body of the integrator as the source of fire, burning, burning, and reflecting the sunset.

　　 The cruel flying sword betrayed the master. The tip of the sword crossed the heart, shining with cold light, and came out through the body. The person holding the sword was still frightened, and did not understand why the sword in his hand turned to himself.

The fierce war between the human race and the Yumeng demons broke into Muyu's brain~www.wuxiaspot.com~He saw various shocking deaths of the human race instructors, heads flying, body cut off, broken limbs broken, Bone crushed, blood flowed into a river! He saw the Yumon demons turn into steam, coke, dust, wood chips, and hot metal!

　　 There is no chance of survival, there is no fluctuation of vitality, everything is death, everything is dying, and death is the ultimate destination of everything. Here, you can't see any hope, you can't see any life, here, everything is showing the gesture of death!

　　 Muyu hates this feeling. The black leaves of the turfgrass are a world of death. Staying for a long time will make people feel desperate, and will also dissipate Muyu's consciousness into death. He ran back, he knew where the breath of life was, and that direction was guiding him like a beacon in death. But he suddenly found that the light was close at hand, but he couldn't touch it. He drove in the direction of life. He wanted to leave here, but couldn't find the exit. Time is slowly passing by. He feels that thousands of years have passed, but still unable to reach the intersection of life, a breathtaking despair is shrouded from the bottom of his heart...

　　 "Wow!"

　　 As if being pulled out of the water, Muyu's entire body was soaked in cold sweat. Withered wood's hand points at Muyu's birth point, pulling his consciousness out of the dead breath of the grass!

　　 "My consciousness is caught in the world where the dead grass died. That place is terrible." After a long time, Muyu uttered these words in horror.

　　 "You enter in less than ten breathing kung fu."

The dead wood said softly.