Just broke up with the empress, stepped on the ant to upgrade

A bright beam of light rose into the sky,

Mo Yuluo was inside the pillar of light, draped in stars and moon, with an indescribable tranquility and sacredness all over her body.

The fairy clothes that looked very gorgeous at first glance were worn on her body, which made her appear even more glamorous, aloof and extraordinary, like a fairy among fairies.

However, this was not the end. With her appearance, various visions appeared.

The beam of light that shoots straight into the sky is like a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

Endless Taoist rhymes are entwined, there are faint dragons and phoenixes singing loudly, auspicious beasts, unicorns and holy beasts from all directions appear, and the phantoms of gods and Buddhas fill the sky and appear in the nine heavens.

Among them, what is particularly eye-catching is a magnificent empress wearing a ghost-face mask.

Her whole body is filled with fairy energy, and she is at the head of a crowd of visions. The projection reflects the sky. She seems not to belong to this ancient history, with the fluctuations of the years and the traces of reincarnation.

She stood there quietly, as if standing on a long river of time, isolating nine heavens and ten places, making everything in the world no longer shine.

However, the surrounding Qianlong Sect disciples seemed to turn a blind eye to the immortal shadow.

According to the vision shared by the newly recruited peripheral members of the Reincarnation Hall, her eyes flashed with surprise and obsession, and it seemed that she could only see a pillar of light rising into the sky.

Obviously, these visions also vary from person to person.

"Why...only I can see these..."

"Mo Yuluo..."

Su Mo murmured in a low voice, feeling a little absent-minded for a moment. An unspeakable complexity could not help but appear in the depths of his dark eyes.

Vision is more of a manifestation of a person’s innate qualifications.

It has a great relationship with a person's past life.

Just like the reincarnation world that Su Mo experienced in each life, as the foundation of Su Mo's main world becomes stronger and stronger, the vision at the time of birth will become more amazing.

The purple energy from the Yaoyuan Continent comes from the east, and the innate sword energy is entangled, and thousands of swords spontaneously come to pay homage, and they all bow their heads, which can be seen.

At this time, Mo Yuluo was also like this,

The vision that spread across the heavens was most likely Mu Yuluo's experience in her previous life.

"Empress..."

I don’t know if it’s Su Mo’s illusion.

He always felt that the phantom of the empress appearing behind Mu Yuluo was not as simple as a visionary phantom.

Perhaps... it would be more appropriate to say it is a projection...

Because he saw a long-lost...emotion in the eyes exposed on the ghostly mask...

As for strange phenomena, there will be no emotions.

The next step seemed to confirm Su Mo's guess.

The phantom of the empress sighed, and then, with her as the center, circles of Taoist rhymes spread across the world in the form of ripples.

Spreading across the sky in an instant, the time and space of this world seemed to be imprisoned.

The wind has died down, people have become quiet, even breathing has paused, and everything has been pressed on the pause button. The ancestors of the Qianlong Sect still maintain the gesture of stroking their beards with joy,

All the disciples did not even blink. The amazement in their eyes was clearly visible, but they did not move anymore, as if they were fixed in place. Their robes showed signs of being blown away by the wind but never falling down. .

"This is……"

Deep in the back mountain in the distance, Xuan Yue exclaimed, her eyes widening,

After all, she is the remnant soul of a big boss in the tribulation period, and she seems to be able to vaguely sense this change.

But the next moment, inevitably, time was also suspended.

This area of ​​time and space seems to have suddenly escaped into the long river of time, fading continuously and entering the world of tombs.

Among them, only Mo Yuluo was not affected. She blinked and looked at everything around her curiously, feeling a little at a loss.

Obviously, she was not aware of the changes.

If there is one person who is not affected, it should be Su Mo.

His profound state of soul and perfect cultivation in the stage of divine transformation are inherently resistant to this supreme method.

But more importantly, the Chaos Sutra is inviolable by all means, emitting thousands of golden light in his sea of ​​consciousness, protecting his body and soul from being eroded by the power of time.

But even so, Su Mo could feel that his thinking seemed to have fallen into an unprecedented slowness.

And what brought about all these changes was the shadow of the Empress standing in the sea of ​​clouds, in the hazy sky.

The eyes of the empress's shadow are faint, and even if they are filled with fairy mist, it is still difficult to conceal her supreme fairy appearance.

It is vaguely visible that he seems to have some similarities with the future Mo Yuluo.

She looked at this world, her eyes filled with sighs and seemed to be filled with nostalgia. It was an unspeakable emotion.

Her eyes are supreme and profound, with the evolution of Tao,

She looked at the most powerful sects such as the Immortal Killing Sect, the Immortal Interception Sect, and the Daotian Sect in the central continent from a long distance away...

I saw the great monks who were in the Mahayana stage and the Tribulation stage who were making breakthroughs in cultivation, and even the little monks who were building foundations and forming elixirs...

I also saw a monkey with erect eyes on its forehead, bright eyes and a golden body.

She saw the ancient dojo, the dilapidated ancient ruins, and the reborn caves and secrets, the small world that disappeared and was born in destruction.

He even saw the end of the Xuantian Cultivation World, the wall that was being corroded continuously.

What she sees is not only the present, not limited to one time and space, but also the past and future that have died and have never been born.

Time and space have no meaning in her eyes, and everything is invisible in front of her eyes.

If she had to say it, what she saw was a line of intertwined changes called fate.

This feeling was deeply felt by Su Mo when he became the Heavenly Dao of the world in the Yaoyuan Continent.

But even if his clone had become the Heavenly Dao, it would be difficult to deduce the future of a world, and it would require a huge Heavenly Dao value.

Obviously, the identity and strength of this female empress's phantom were too scary and too strong...far beyond his Heavenly Dao clone.

Su Mo's thoughts were complicated, and his eyes were filled with doubts.

A huge wave was also set off in his heart.

Such an existence, even if it was just a projection, would subtly bring about a huge impact on this world.

He seemed to be an eternal giant across the ages, and this world of cultivation was just a toy in her hands.

What was his intention to come here?

Will he notice me when he suddenly came, or even find out that he was different, and grab him to study?

Is he an enemy or a friend? Or just... just come to take a look?

The birth of all kinds of thoughts made Su Mo feel a strong sense of uneasiness and unprecedented doubts in his heart.

This indescribable sense of familiarity... just like the little Luoxi in the past, just like Zhao Ziluo...

Who is this empress...

Suddenly, He seemed to have noticed something. Standing in the long river of time and descending to the heavens, He glanced at Su Mo, who was standing in the crowd below and was inconspicuous.

It was this glance that made Su Mo tremble all over.

It was a feeling of being naked, as if there were no secrets in his body.

But soon, this feeling disappeared without a trace.

"You are here... This time, I finally waited for you..."

The next moment, a faint voice came to Su Mo's ears. This voice was indescribably cold and ethereal,

as crisp as a lark, and as moving as the sound of nature, with an indescribable complex emotion and heartfelt sigh.

Along with this voice, there was a gust of fragrant wind.

Next to Su Mo, I don't know when a peerless and transcendent fairy figure in white came, looking at him with a complicated face.