He started out as an Immortal Emperor, and thirty years later he accepted the Empress as his apprent

Southern Wasteland, the Demonic Lair.

At this moment, Xie Ying and a group of Demonic Elders gathered around Mo Yuan with solemn expressions, each of them frowned tightly, with a look of sorrow on their faces.

They stared at Mo Yuan, who had already consumed a huge amount of medicinal herbs, but what was distressing was that despite such a huge investment, Mo Yuan still could not escape the dilemma of dying.

The medicinal herbs that were continuously fed into Mo Yuan's mouth were so numerous and of such high quality that even for a powerful being in the Saint Realm, it was enough to instantly restore him to his peak state, or even revive him with full blood.

However, in the face of this mountain of precious resources, Mo Yuan was like a bottomless black hole. No matter how he filled it, he could never arouse the slightest response.

"What is the origin of this kid? He appeared inexplicably in the tomb of the Great Emperor. We thought someone went in first and took action due to uneven distribution of the spoils. After checking, we found no trace of action at all, and there was no trace of breath left."

"That's right, and he has been on the verge of death. Even if we don't feed him the elixir, I don't think he will die."

"Could it be because he absorbed the magic dragon's scepter?"

"He was like this before the boss opened the coffin. I think he is weird."

The elders of the magic sect discussed fiercely.

Xie Ying, who had been silent for a long time, slowly raised his head and said to an elder: "Go and get those Emperor Pills and the immortal medicine."

After hearing this, the elder hurriedly stopped him: "Boss, no, we have only saved a few pills over the years, it's not worth feeding them all to this kid!"

"Besides, looking at the current situation, feeding it to him may not work, it may be wasted."

"No matter what, we must try it. The magic dragon scepter is still in his body. If he dies and can't get it back, it will be a big loss." Xie Ying said.

"What if he dies and the magic dragon scepter comes out by itself?" The elder still felt sorry for the emperor pill and mentioned it.

Xie Ying stared at the elder, his eyes seemed to be about to cut him with a knife, "You dare to bet, but I don't dare to bet. When the time comes, the people will be gone, and the magic dragon scepter will also be gone. I can't afford to kill you."

Numbed by Xie Ying's stare, the elder immediately went to get the only emperor pill and immortality medicine. Everyone watched Mo Yuan eat the emperor pill, expecting a miracle to happen.

Finally, when there was only one immortality medicine left, Mo Yuan's body reacted.

At this time, something unexpected happened in Mo Yuan's destroyed dantian.

I saw a mysterious cyclone slowly emerging, it was like a hungry giant beast, opened its bloody mouth, and began to frantically devour the endless medicinal power contained in the emperor pill and immortality medicine.

This power was extremely violent, as if it wanted to involve everything in it, even the rich spiritual energy that permeated the surroundings could not escape its clutches and was sucked into the cyclone.

"Boom... Boom..."

The deep and powerful heartbeats gradually sounded. At first, they were very weak, but as time passed, the sound became clearer and louder.

At the same time, Mo Yuan's face, which was originally bloodless and as pale as paper, slowly changed because of this magical power.

The death on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint blush, and the breath of life returned to him, making him look no longer as dying as before.

Soon, Mo Yuan woke up, slowly opened his eyes, looked at this unfamiliar environment, and the group of big men around him.

"Great, you finally woke up, and those spiritual medicines and imperial pills were not wasted." The elder who was originally distressed about the imperial pills shouted.

After hearing this, Mo Yuan slowly reacted: "You saved me? Where is this place?"

Xie Ying looked at Mo Yuan and replied: "This is Nanhuang. You appeared in the graveyard of my Demon Dao senior. We brought you back and healed you."

"Now it's time for you to repay us. During your coma, my Demon Dao treasure, the Dragon Scepter, was sucked into your body. We couldn't sense it at all. You return it to us, which can be regarded as repaying the grace of saving your life."

Demon Dao, Demon Dao again. These two words deeply pierced Mo Yuan's heart. His father and his clansmen all died because of the word Demon Dao.

But their Mo family did not kill innocent people indiscriminately or slaughter living beings. The Devouring Heaven Demon Art they practiced swallowed up the most heinous criminals or the spiritual roots of heaven and earth.

But they were exterminated by the so-called righteous way, and only he escaped with the boundary-breaking talisman.

Thinking of this, Mo Yuan was silent.

"Hey, kid, my boss is asking you a question, why are you silent? Do you want to embezzle my magic treasure?"

Xie Ying tried to stop him, "HeJust woke up, let him sort it out. "

Mo Yuan looked at Xie Ying and thought for a while.

It turned out that my Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art protected its master and swallowed the so-called magic treasure, which saved my life. They also treated me because of this treasure.

But unfortunately, the treasure should have been refined and turned into my nourishment.

Southern Wilderness? There is no such place on Lingxu Continent. It seems that I have come to the same world as Lingxu Continent.

From the looks of them, they will not let me leave easily. I have to think of a way.

Xie Ying's eyes were locked on Mo Yuan's figure from beginning to end. He just stood there quietly, motionless, as if time had completely frozen.

When Xie Ying was about to speak again, a mysterious figure appeared in front of her without any warning like a ghost. This figure came so suddenly that Xie Ying's eyes widened instantly, her face full of astonishment.

"Jiang Wuming! "

After Xie Ying saw who was coming, he shouted in shock. The elders of the Demonic Path scattered in fear.

Countless thoughts flashed through Xie Ying's mind, and then he met Jiang Wuming's eyes.

"It's you. You ran the fastest last time, and I didn't bother to care about you." Jiang Wuming smiled at Xie Ying and said, "I'm not here to find you."

Then he turned to look at Mo Yuan and said, "Mo Yuan, the young master of the Mo family in Lingxu Continent, escaped alone after his family was destroyed. I think you and I are destined to be together. Are you willing to worship me as your master?"

Hearing Jiang Wuming's words, Mo Yuan's eyes were startled. Who is the person in front of him? How can he know so much about my situation? Is he also from Lingxu Continent?

Understanding Mo Yuan's eyes, Jiang Wuming smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not from Lingxu Continent. This is Xuantian Continent. I am Jiang Wuming, the peak master of Qixing Sect. "

"I calculated that you are the seventh disciple I will accept, so come here, as long as you worship me as your master, I can help you get revenge."

Mo Yuan looked at Jiang Wuming, wondering what was going on in his mind.

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