Soul Emperor Martial God

"Holy Moon Sect..." Xiao Yi muttered to himself, and he probably understood.

The Emperor Yinli didn't know that the Eight Palaces were normal. After all, the Eight Palaces were only established thousands of years ago.

And in the older years before that, when I heard Senior Luo talk about that period, there were some martial arts holy sites in the mainland that everyone yearned for.

Many of these martial arts sacred sites, which were famous throughout the continent at the time, have fallen.

The Holy Moon Sect is one of them, but the Holy Moon Sect can be regarded as always prosperous.

Watching Xiao Yi's expression change, the Yinli Emperor nodded slightly, "It seems that you already know the Holy Moon Sect."

"That proves that your current vision is very limited, only the central part of the mainland."

"Because Shengyuezong is located in the middle of the mainland, I am not wrong."

Xiao Yi nodded, "Yes."

The position of the Holy Moon Sect is correct.

The foundations of these ancient giant sects were already set when they were founded, and after countless years of development, the entire sect was solid and heavy.

Therefore, it is almost impossible for these ancient existences to move the sect position casually.

Silver Li Huang said solemnly, "I don't know the situation outside, you can judge by yourself."

"If you have enough time later, go for a walk."

"Across this central area, beyond your horizon, beyond the extreme east, beyond the extreme west, beyond the extreme south... The route is simple, just keep going."

"In the extremely barren nine lands, you can go to see and see."

"If the forces that were deeply acquainted with my silver-little clan in the past are still there, they may take care of you with the prohibition I have branded for you."

The Silver Dragon Emperor said solemnly, "And if you don't have enough time, then it proves that your pace is slower than the existence of evil."

"Then, this matter is no longer tied to you alone, and no creatures in the entire continent can get out of the game. At that time, you will be the first to see them."

"In short, all this is up to you... the soul emperor of this generation."

As the voice fell, the figure of the Silver Dragon Emperor gradually became pale and thin.

"You..." Xiao Yi's face was startled, "Your spiritual consciousness is dissipating..."

The Silver Dragon Emperor nodded and interrupted with a chuckle, "It's not dissipated, it's just a space in your arm that turns into pure power."

"It's not the same." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "Power belongs to power, spiritual consciousness belongs to spiritual consciousness."

"If the spiritual consciousness dissipates, all your consciousness, thoughts, etc. that prove you are alive will all disappear, leaving only a pure power."

"Alive? Huh." The Emperor Yinli smiled, "I have said that many times, I am already dead."

"Yes..." Xiao Yi said anxiously.

What he originally thought was to imprint the space on his arm to take the Silver Dragon Emperor out.

Unexpectedly, it was completely dead...

Emperor Yinli smiled and said, "I have been trapped here for a long time, and I have slept enough. Why, I will be trapped here for countless years?"

Xiao Yi's eyes condensed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Is it worth it?"

"Is it worth it?" Silver Li Huang retorted to himself and asked, "Boy, has anyone asked you this question before?"

Xiao Yi said nothing.

The Silver Dragon Emperor smiled lightly, "Perhaps, you think I was dead back then, but I still want to trap myself here, suffering from the loneliness of these endless years, and the desolation of these endless years."

"But now, I am still dead, my spiritual consciousness has completely dissipated, and I have made a wedding dress for others."

"Perhaps, I have been able to have other choices since countless years ago, such as traveling around the world in the state of spiritual consciousness, playing enough, and when the time is up, I will disperse naturally."

"Or maybe, I can pay some other price, and in other forms to survive the years long, long ago."

"The price of all this is that I definitely don't have enough time to wait for your arrival."

The Silver Dragon Emperor smiled lightly, "I do all this, better to say, for the mainland creatures and for this continent."

"Of course, it can be considered for myself. After all, there are no eggs under the cover of the nest."

"But I'm dead again, why should I think about it."

"But, what if the same question of whether it's worth it, put it on my master? Ask him the same question?"

"Perhaps the master also has his own reasons."

"I don't know why; but I know very well that since the master made those choices back then, I also need to follow the master to make these choices."

"The master didn't force me." The Emperor Yinli shook his head.

"But, looking back, I found that these endless years of loneliness are actually more painful than death."

"The word loneliness is actually far more terrifying than many things."

Xiao Yi frowned, "But you still choose to bear it."

"Yes, I have to bear it." The Emperor Silver Nodded, "So I understand the meaning of this."

"And all this, I am for the master; in this endless loneliness, I am not lost, and I do not feel lonely and painful."

"Do you understand?" The Emperor Yinlu asked suddenly.

Xiao Yi nodded.

The Emperor Yinli smiled, "The long road to martial arts is the life of a warrior; everyone said that this long road is oneself seeking alone, doing it all by oneself, and walking alone."

"Everyone said that this road covered with thorns was broken one by one with a pair of fists, and he was carrying countless difficulties and struggling forward."

"But is that really the case?"

"I said that everything is an excuse."

Xiao Yi chuckled, "The soul is never nowhere to rest."

"The heart has something to rely on, even if you really live in endless loneliness, your heart is full of flowers."

"The heart has nowhere to depend. Even if you are in the bustling city and see the splendor of this world, it is lonely and sad."

"On the long road to martial arts, there have never been walking corpses. Step by step, there is flesh and blood. Fang's fists were stained with blood when they blasted through the thorns. When the square feet passed through the mud, they brought muddy feet and became a footprint."

"Hahahaha." For the first time, the silver lion emperor laughed loudly, "I silver liao emperor, I did not wait for the wrong person."

"Go, this big and wonderful world, waiting for you to fully bloom."

"This world, one day, will boil because of you, and become even more exciting because of you."

The sound resounded throughout the whole world and echoed for a long time.

But the huge dragon figure in front of Xiao Yi was already completely thin and no longer traces.

"Silver Lonely Emperor..." Xiao Yi muttered to himself complicatedly.

Looking at his arm, there was a mysterious pattern on Bai Zhe's arm. It looked like a giant dragon head that was arrogant. The silver body seemed to break through the sky and dominate the world.

"Silver Liao Yin." Xiao Yi smiled lightly, the pattern was exactly the same as Yin Liao Huang's face.

"Emperor Yinli...Senior, thank you." Xiao Yi bowed heavily to the air.

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