Martial Mythology

"You wrote the contents of that scroll?" Zhang Lu asked suddenly.

"reel?"

"A scroll that records Tianyun." Zhang Lu described it.

"You're talking about...a million years ago, a boy from the Ten Thousand Realms brought out the scroll from the Altar of Apocalypse?" Tian Ling said, "That's right, I deliberately wrote the content on that scroll."

Zhang Lu was puzzled: "Why did you do this?"

Tian Ling was silent for a while, and said: "Because... there is not much time left for Hun Meng."

"What's the meaning?"

"It is inevitable that the deity will fall and Hunmeng will perish. Although I have tried my best to revive the deity, this process has been hindered and destroyed too much." Tian Ling said: "This also led to the destruction of Hunmeng. The speed is intensifying, and maybe after millions of Qing periods, or even hundreds of thousands of Qing periods, Hunmeng will completely perish."

Turning around, Tianling stared at Zhang Lu seriously: "That little guy from the Ten Thousand Realms broke into the Heavenly Tomb back then. I originally planned to control him, but considering the misunderstanding of the world's Heavenly Tomb, I finally let him leave on purpose. , and asked him to take that scroll away, hoping to spread the true function of the Heavenly Tomb, or the Altar of Apocalypse, through him."

Speaking of this, Tianling sighed: "Unfortunately, that little guy doesn't seem to understand what I mean..."

It wanted to use the power of countless Hunmen in the entire Hunmeng to maximize the power of the Apocalypse Altar and resurrect the Hunmeng Lord. However, after the scroll was taken away from the Heavenly Tomb by the Eastern King, it disappeared like a stone, and there was no news of it.

"Is that all?" Zhang Lu was dubious.

"Or else?" Tianling asked back.

Zhang Lu's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know whether to believe in Tianling or not.

Because everything Tianling said was empty talk, and there was nothing to prove that what it said was true.

"You don't believe me, it's normal." Tianling was not surprised or annoyed by Zhang Lu's suspicion. It calmly said: "I just want to resurrect the deity. Everything is just for this matter. You don’t need to believe me, but I hope you don’t prevent me from resurrecting my deity.”

It became serious and said: "The life and death of this deity is related to the survival of Hunmeng. If the Tianqi plan fails, then the whole Hunmeng will be completely destroyed."

"You said that everything you did was to resurrect the Lord of Chaos." Zhang Lu asked, "Then why did you control those puppets from the Heavenly Tomb to kill so many Chaos Masters?"

Outside the canyon at the entrance of the celestial tomb, Zhang Lu still had a fresh memory of the mountain of corpses.

"Because I need the energy of life." Tian Ling patiently explained: "The Altar of Apocalypse needs the energy of life to maintain it. The more energy of life, the more it can stimulate the power of the Altar of Apocalypse, and the only energy of life is The way to obtain it is to kill the Hun Master... The eight-star giant barely touched the threshold of the nature of good fortune, and the nine-star Hun Master understood the nature of good fortune to a relatively deep level. Good fortune support, when good fortune mysteries accumulate to a certain level, it can transform into a higher level of good fortune mystery, and finally combine with life energy, which can reverse yin and yang, and reverse life and death. Therefore, to obtain life energy, you can only kill Xiu for the lower."

Under the eight stars, sacrifice life and provide life energy.

The eight-star giant sacrifices good fortune and provides the mystery of good fortune.

In short, when you arrive at the Heavenly Tomb, you should basically not think about leaving. Except for a very few lucky people, most of the rest will either be obliterated or become the puppets of the Heavenly Tomb.

Zhang Lu frowned: "I can understand that you want to revive the Lord of Chaos, but isn't it too much to deprive those who control the Chaos of their freedom and even life without authorization?"

"But this is the only way." Tian Ling calmly said: "You have to know that Hunmeng is heading for destruction. I am racing against death. I must try any method that can speed up the resurrection of the deity. Those who control Hunmeng They are dead, but it is their honor to contribute to the resurrection of the deity. If they don't die, if they can't resurrect the deity before Hunmeng is completely destroyed, then not only those low-star Hunyu controllers will die, but the whole Hunmeng will die. People can survive."

Tianling said indifferently: "I don't think it's wrong to exchange the lives of some people for more people to survive, and for the survival of Hunmeng as a whole."

Speaking of this, Tianling took a deep look at Zhang Lu and said, "You have to remember that although you are not a dim clone at your peak, you are still a dim clone. Don't confuse yourself with those low-dimensional creatures. Kindness to them will only appear ridiculous."

"Maybe." Zhang Lu was noncommittal, although he was also a dim clone, but he couldn't accept Tianling's idea.

Tianling also seemed to see Zhang Lu's insincere words, it didn't get entangled in this matter, but said: "You don't have to agree with my opinion, but I hope you don't come to stop me, because to revive the deity, you must If you want to do this, there is no other way, if you stop me, then even if you are my kind, I will not be relentless, and when the time comes, don't blame me for not being sympathetic."

It said so much to Zhang Lu, probably because it regarded Zhang Lu as its own kind, and could not feel the threat of Zhang Lu, otherwise, Zhang Lu might have been obliterated by it as early as when Zhang Lu had just set foot in the tomb.

"Stop it?" Zhang Lu shook his head, "You think highly of me too. With your strength, I can stop what you are going to do?"

At first he suspected that Tianling was unable to attack him because he was severely injured.

But now he has completely changed his mind.

It's not that Tianling is incapable of killing him, but he has never thought about killing him, otherwise, even if he has 10,000 lives, it is not enough for Tianling to kill him.

Not to mention the unfathomable strength of Tianling itself, just the group of puppets in the ten thousand-level realm, the tens of thousands of puppets in the hundreds-level and thousand-level realms, are enough to make Zhang Lu come and go.

"It's good that you understand." Tianling said, "I'm afraid that you will force your actions regardless of the gap in strength. To be honest, although your deity has not yet reached the level of controlling Hunmeng, but since you have already set foot on this road, sooner or later you will be able to control it." The level of confusion is no less than that of my real self. If it is not necessary, I really don't want to be your enemy, and I don't want to be hostile by you."

What Tianling fears is Zhang Yu, or in other words, what it fears is Zhang Yu's potential.

It can clearly see Zhang Lu's actions in the Heavenly Tomb before. As the clone of the Lord of Hunmeng, he knows very well that the teleportation wormhole constructed by Zhang Lu is likely to be connected to another Hunmeng, or A rudimentary Hunmen, if it is an enemy of Zhang Yu, then as long as Zhang Yu keeps hiding in that Hunmen, it will not be able to do anything to Zhang Yu. When Zhang Yu walks out of that Hunmen, it will fall.

This is the real reason why it didn't make a move!

"I thought you said so much for the sake of our being the same kind." Zhang Lu raised his eyebrows.

"There are indeed factors in this aspect, but more, it is because of your real deity." Tian Ling did not hide his thoughts at all, "It is better not to offend a future master of darkness, if he can not be offended."

"Then what if... the future master of darkness must prevent you from resurrecting your true self?" Zhang Lu was very interested.

"Then I can only say I'm sorry." Tianling didn't hesitate, "Nothing is more important than resurrecting my true self. Even if I offend a future Lord of the Darkness, I won't hesitate." Its tone was very calm, But in that calmness, there was a trace of killing intent flowing.

Zhang Lu trembled in his heart, and then forced out a smile: "Haha, I'm joking, don't take it seriously."

Tianling was noncommittal: "I hope you are really joking."

"By the way, I heard that a mysterious person once broke into the Heavenly Tomb, fought with you, and even severely injured you." Zhang Lu changed the subject and asked, "I want to know who actually injured you?" You? With your strength, is there really someone who can compete with you in this confusion, and even severely injure you?"

"You know a lot of things!" Tianling took a deep look at Zhang Lu and became serious: "Can you tell me, who told you about this?"

"Is it important?"

"important."

"A celestial tomb puppet told me." Zhang Lu said: "I cleared the dead tomb for him... the breath of life, after he regained consciousness, he told me this."

Tianling breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Lu stared at Tianling with burning eyes: "Now, can you answer my question?"