Heavenly Curse

"In fact, there is another way to destroy the third holy deity of the human race," said the ghost tribe suddenly.

"What method?" The tomb of Xianxian was immediately curious, at least it had no way at all. If it could not kill each other before Mu Yi became the emperor, it would be completely away from the underworld, anyway, the chaos and darkness were infinite, as long as it escaped far enough, Don't worry about Mu Yi finding it.

Moreover, the tomb of Xian Xian is self-contained, even if it has been sleeping for thousands of years, it does not matter, so its heart to kill Mu Yi is far less urgent than that of the Ghost Tribe. Otherwise, when he blocked Mu Yi, he would not only separate Part of the will will control the ancient bronze coffin.

"That's to swallow you up." After finishing talking, the ghost emperor fluttered towards the will of the fairy tomb, and even revealed his true colors. Obviously, he didn't have a good idea when he joined the will of the fairy tomb, and his origin was time and space. The will of Changhe was severely damaged. Although the Soul Clan that devoured the abandoned land was restored, it was still not enough to restore it all.

If the will of Xianmu is devoured at this time, it is not an illusion even if it is restored to the heyday. At that time, he has enough confidence in the face of Mu Yi.

"you dare!"

The tomb of the fairy tomb suddenly screamed, but at this time it was obviously late, because the ghost tribe had rushed into the layers of black mist, and for a moment, the black mist tumbling, and then poured into the water like ink and melted all at once. From now on, even that kind of dark fog can infect even chaotic darkness.

"What's this?" But then, the exclaimed Ghost Tribe heard in the black mist.

"Oh, stupid, why do you think that the tomb of the immortal tomb can be buried at the beginning? Integrate with me, so that I can become a real emperor, and even escape from the tomb, and be at ease." In the dark mist, the tomb He smiled sinisterly.

When the Ghost Tribe calculated it, the will of the Xian Tomb was also counting the Ghost Tribe, so it depends on who is better, but for now, it seems that the Tomb of the Fairy Tribe has the upper hand, because it has the Ghost Tribe. Hole card.

"Merge into one? Yeah, it depends on who's will to dominate the new body."

After a while of silence, the voice of the Ghost Tribe was heard. Then, the black mist stirred up more intensely, and the two horrible breathes continued to intertwine. After a period of confrontation, they even began to merge slowly.

Regardless of the will of the fairy tomb or the emperor of the ghost clan, he lost his voice.

I do n’t know how long after that, the spread, the almost endless black mist suddenly contracted to form an origin, and then it suddenly started, and the terror waves swept out. Fortunately, this chaotic darkness was far away from the underworld, otherwise this Waiting for motion will definitely wake up Mu Yi.

The origin disappears, and a figure of * slowly emerges. It is the image of a boy, like paint and ink, eyes like stars. Even the endless chaotic darkness cannot block the light from his eyes, even his whole body. Everything is frozen.

However, this image did not last long. I saw that his face was distorted for a while, an ugly face reappeared, and even eighteen bulges on his head, but this same face did not last for a long time and then returned to the appearance of a teenager.

The two faces kept exchanging. In the end, the appearance of the juvenile image became longer and longer. Finally, a voice came out from the juvenile's mouth. One day, the emperor will take you to devour the blood of the fairy, and make you complete again. "

"Don't think about it." Later, another voice appeared in the young man's mouth, but his face remained the same. Obviously, although the engulfment of the two was not completely completed, the Ghost Tribe had the upper hand.

"Then wait and see." The teenager closed his eyes after saying this, apparently intending to fully integrate the will of the fairy tomb, otherwise he would seek revenge from Mu Yi in this state, and would only fold himself in, but once he was let him The complete fusion of the will of the fairy tombs will not only completely recover, but also make rapid progress.

On the other side of the mountain, Mu Yi is still immersed in the setting, spring is coming, autumn is coming, and three thoughts are over in the blink of an eye.

In the past three years, Mu Yi has remained motionless and devoted himself fully to the realization of that fist, but without the threat of time and space and the 200 years of history in the ancient space. At this moment, I want to progress and even reach ten. It is obviously not that easy.

In three years, Mu Yi's fist intention has only been raised from 96% to 97%. Obviously, the more difficult this kind of promotion is, the later it will be.

Unfortunately, there is no such old space for Mu Yi to realize slowly. He doesn't know that it will take a few more years for him to fully understand the fist, but there is no doubt that he can't afford to delay.

The only good news is that when he was communicating with Yang Jianzi's runes, he found that the time flow of Yang Jian was slower than that of Hell. Although there was only a two-fold gap, it was enough to ease Mu Yi. Room.

Not to wait for him to break through to the emperor, returning to the underworld is already a vicissitudes of life, things are wrong.

On this day, Mu Yi suddenly opened his eyes. At the same time, a figure slowly appeared not far from him.

"I've seen the third saint." After the appearance of the nine lord saints, he saluted respectfully to Mu Yi.

"It turned out to be the Supreme Master of the Nine Infants. I don't know if anything will happen to me?" Mu Yi asked faintly. He believed that it was impossible for him to disturb him for no reason. Because of this, he was willing to meet him. other side.

Otherwise, a stranger may not even be able to approach the Two Realms.

"Jiuying was given the order of the Phoenix Princess by the Lord," said the honorable Jiuying, opening his hands directly, and seeing a fist-sized light mass emerged, Mu Yi felt it in a moment. A pure source of power, even his small world was about to move.

"This is it?" Mu Yi frowned. From that source, Mu Yi felt the familiar atmosphere, but it was a little difficult to determine.

"Return to the Holy Lord, this is the origin of Qingqiu's secret realm. Now it was extracted by the Phoenix Princess and let me transfer it to the Holy Lord, saying that you only need to accept it." The words of the nine infant lords no doubt confirmed Mu Yi's conjecture.

The Qingqiu Mystery is the best preserved small world seen by Mu Yi, far from the broken small world of the original Minghe ancestor. It is not the ancestral land of the Blackwing Dapeng family, and it is even true. , Qingqiu Mystery is much stronger than Mu Yi's small world.

But he did not expect that Huang Fei actually directly extracted the origin of Qingqiu's mystery. In this way, Qingqiu's mystery would be completely destroyed, and this relationship is also very heavy.