Heavenly Curse

What is raw? What is death?

If Mu Yi is still vague about the way of life and cannot see the truth, then the way of death obviously has not only experienced it once, even he can have today, but also wandering on the edge of death, and finally broke through. .

Therefore, Mu Yi is no stranger to death, especially the shot of the Twelve Heavenly Kings of the Ghost Race, like a reincarnation, from the splendor of life to the end, and then reborn.

Gradually, Mu Yi felt a touch of comprehension in his heart. His body dried up a little bit, his face continued to add wrinkles, and his eyebrows also moved from youth to adulthood and became more mature.

It's just that this is not the end, but the beginning. Every breath of the outside world seems to have gone through a year or even years for Mu Yi. His body is thinner, wrinkles are deeper, and his appearance begins to grow old. .

And there was a deep sense of death on his body, just like the land he had seen before.

It just seemed that the other party stopped at that moment and couldn't move on, but Mu Yi didn't see half a moment of hesitation. Time still passed quickly on his body. Soon, his eyebrows and hair all turned pale. The clothes were also slack, and the kind of death was like a dead body that had died for hundreds of years.

But the opposite is that his breath has become significantly more vast. The small world still swallows up the power of the abandoned land, and a kind of mysterious and metamorphic transformation takes place, and the master of Muyi will naturally get more benefits.

Dozens of breaths passed, Mu Yi's hair and teeth had all been lost, and the outer skin was as dry as the old bark, exuding a strong sense of death, making people feel at first glance that he was dead.

In contrast, his eyes, like the stars above the sky, became more and more eye-catching.

At this point, Mu Yi was infinitely close to the quasi-empire, even only one line away, but it was this line that made it difficult for him to cross over all the time, and it seemed that something was missing, which made Mu Yi a little puzzled. Accumulation is also organic, and it is by no means an ordinary quasi-empire.

Even before he was quite confident in himself, he did not expect that he was finally blocked out of the door.

"What's the difference?" Mu Yi couldn't help but torture himself, this step was very important to him, and even related to what step he could take in the future, even if his strength was no less than Zhundi before, but for him In other words, that's not enough. He must be stronger and surpass the old monsters and even the emperor of the **** operator, to a degree that can cut off time and space.

"Is it not enough to understand the way of death? No, if this is not enough, then at least half of today's Zhundi should be at least half." Mu Yi thought to himself, at least this point he still has confidence, after all, he His experience was quite special. He passed the test of the semi-sacred human race at first. Although it was only three days after the outside world, he actually stayed in that dark space for three years.

In those three years, even if Mu Yi successfully survived and let the realm break through first, at the moment, I still have a lot of fear, but in those three years, Mu Yi walked on the edge of life and death countless times, the feeling of darkness and hopelessness For him to understand the way of death at the moment, it also has the effect of doing more with less.

Coupled with the seeds left by the Twelve Heavenly Kings of the Ghosts in the heart, the yin and yang energy has been used as a guide, and the small world has continuously provided strength. Theoretically speaking, the preparations are so sufficient that they should not fail Correct.

However, Mu Yi is a failure.

Of course, it is far from complete failure at this moment, because Mu Yi has not given up.

“Since it ’s not enough, what ’s the difference? If it ’s just strength, there is a supply of the small world. Although it may be possible for me to become the emperor, but it is only a quasi-empire, it should not be a problem.” Mu Yi continued to ponder, He felt that as the torture deepened, he was about to grasp that crucial place.

"If the only difference between me and ordinary quasi-empires is the small world, is it because of the power of the small world? The small world? The power?"

Suddenly, it was like a flash of lightning splitting in Mu Yi's heart, splitting up the layers of mist that shrouded, finally letting him see the dissonance, and the root cause of his disappearance that could not take that step.

Mu Yi's small world is in a new state at this moment, so the power that the small world infused into him is also full of vitality, but now, the way of death that Mu Yi wants to understand is completely different from the power in his body.

It is only because both belong to Mu Yi that there is no conflict, but that disharmony still exists, which is the key to Mu Yi's failure to break through to the Emperor.

After understanding this, Mu Yi naturally understood what to do. With his mind moving, the small world stopped engulfing the power of the abandoned land, slowly closed, and reintegrated into the deepest part of Mu Yi's body.

When the small world disappeared, the huge vortex overhead collapsed, but the fluctuations caused by the turbulence still spread far away, which was the void, and there were many places cracking huge cracks, dark. Unfathomable.

Just before these cracks became apparent, the power of the abandoned land itself was wiped out, but the price was that the abandoned land was also damaged, but it was relatively insignificant in comparison, but if it was accumulated, The consequences are still terrifying.

However, all this has nothing to do with Mu Yi. When he understood the key, he chose the most correct way. It was the soul inflammation at the foot of the mountain, and he looked up with horror. Some did not understand what Mu Yi was doing, but at that moment The mighty power still shocked him deeply.

When there is no endless power, Mu Yi grows old faster, and the originally bright eyes fade quickly, until there is no trace of luster, and eventually he falls into an eternal stillness.

Time finally stopped flowing on Mu Yi, and Mu Yi as if he had really died. Even if the existence of the same realm stood in front of him, he felt a trace of vitality in his body and seemed to die completely.

No one disturbed, no one saw this scene, the yin and yang qi once again gathered a black and white cocoon around him, and wrapped Mu Yi tightly in it.

At this point, everything outside the world has nothing to do with Mu Yi any more. He is really dead, not only his body, but even his thinking and consciousness have ceased. Only at the deepest part of his body, a subtle light spot lightens from time to time. Blinking a little, it seems to remind Mu Yi, tell him that everything has not really ended.