Yuan Shi Daqing and Xi Guzhe looked at Xin Zhuo again. Although this scene was just an illusion preserved in the ruins over the years, this vast and terrifying scene still frightened them to death.
Xin Zhuo could no longer pay attention to the gazes of the two people. He stared at the corpse of the young man. The dizzy and mysterious call came from him.
Moreover, a powerful feeling of connection between mind and heart came.
What the hell does this mean?
At this moment, the illusion blurred for a moment. I don’t know what happened. It seemed that the ruins were not enough to record or bear.
Immediately afterwards, the vision became clear again, and he finally saw clearly that the young man who looked exactly like him was not an entity, but a soul.
This soul was clinging to a dense gray gas, and it was hard to see what it was, as if it was forcibly imprisoned in his own soul.
There are countless masters below, but now only Zifo is left.
This demon man who suppressed the world was covered with mildew and his eyes looked sad. He murmured: "You have been suffering all your life. You couldn't help yourself. You made this weird furnace and you didn't have any cultivation. None, if you can't enjoy the slightest warmth in the world, why bother struggling to see all the creatures in this world? I ask you, Zifo, to suppress them with your life!"
The young man closed his eyes tightly and suddenly stretched out a hand. With one finger, he struggled to draw a figure. It was the image of a beautiful little girl, and then tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes.
The next moment, those weird gases dissipated, and the young man's soul turned into hundreds of souls, flying in all directions.
When Purple Buddha saw it, he immediately took out a jade pendant and collected one of the main souls.
Then, walked away.
That jade pendant looked familiar to Xin Zhuo. It was the one given to Emperor Hengwu to nourish his soul!
“Buzz——”
The illusion disappears.
The ruins in front also became blurred, and nothing could be seen clearly.
Xin Zhuo froze on the spot, feeling as if his head was exploding, and cursed "Holy shit" angrily!
He truly and completely doubted his origins.
The memory scene of falling into a coma when entering here before, it seems that it was not caused by myself, but by this illusion?
Is he himself?
If it is, it is obviously no longer Hengwu, but the result is still closely related to Emperor Hengwu, or was he involved in Emperor Hengwu's life?
Li Qing...
...
The demonic wind roared, and the sun and moon lacked light.
Eighty thousand foreigners are still building their homes.
Yuan Shi Daqing and Xi Guzhe sat cross-legged in the small pavilion, looking at the lonely figure on the top of the mountains in the distance.
"Who do you think he is? Even the Purple Buddha Emperor could barely defeat him!"
"The Purple Buddha Emperor in the illusion should not have become an emperor at that time!"
< br>"Emperor or not, Zifo was also the strongest person in the world at that time. If he doesn't take action, Xin Zhuo will not disappear!"
"That power does not belong to him!"
Yuan Shi Daqing frowned and said: "It's more like his soul is suppressing something!"
Xi Guzhe said: "There is nothing in his soul How can Xiuwei, like an ordinary child, suppress those strange things? "
Yuan Shi Daqing cursed: "Who am I asking?"< br>
……
Xin Zhuo looked up at the dim sky. He had been in this position for seven days!
The scene in the fantasy realm completely broke his cognition.
He thought he was just an ordinary modern social slave who traveled through time, but it turned out that he was the reincarnation of Emperor Hengwu, and Zhao Yizhu's strange memory invaded him.
He thought that was all, but it turned out This fantasy scene once again broke his three views.
What am I? who I am?
This strange question has puzzled him for seven days, but no matter how much he thinks about it, he can't recall any clues.
The most tortured thing in the world is that you have absolutely no memory of what you have done. Your memory may be false!
Strength and cultivation!
Never had he been so eager for a moment!
Once you have strong cultivation, you can unravel the reason for this strange scene, or you can take a trip to Jiutian Mountain and Sea to meet Master Zhao Yizhu.
Or, run to the border between the two realms to see Li Qing. What should this bastard know? Perhaps, this grandson had messed up Hengwu's memory.
It is a pity that with this level of cultivation, even a small Yuan Master cannot deal with it, let alone run into the powerful and despairing Nine Heavens Mountain and Sea! Go see the Li Qing who defeated four immortals and the Queen Mother with one sword!
He pulled out the well and inserted his whole head into it. He felt the smelly and cold well water and felt much more awake.
He said toward the distance: "Come!"
Yuan Shi Daqing and Xi Gu, a group of people with the highest cultivation level, flew over in a hurry, hesitating and not daring to approach.
Xin Zhuo said: "What are your plans?"
Xi Guzhe and the others looked at each other, Yuan Shi Daqing said: "We can't go out anymore, so naturally we have to practice here. It's best to practice for thousands of years and then find a way. Go out, the world must have changed Color has a lot to offer!"
Paused and asked: "What about you?"
Xin Zhuo looked in one direction and said: "I'm leaving to the world, this does not belong here. Me!”
The expressions of a group of people changed.
Yuan Shi Daqing hesitated for a moment: "Why go out? We don't know how to get out either."
"I know now!"
Xin Zhuo smiled, stood up and patted Yuan Shi Daqing's shoulder: "I won't do anything about your poison, it will have nothing to do with you, and it won't affect your practice! Take care of yourself!"
The figure flashed and ran straight into the distance.
A group of people all raised their hands and gave each other gifts!
Yuan Shi Daqing thought about the title and said loudly: "Your Majesty, if you need it in the future, I will definitely go out to serve when I have achieved success!"
Xin Zhuo's hearty laughter came from the distance: "The main road See you another day!"
Xi Guzhe sighed: "Brother Yuanshi, I think you are right now!" "Oh?" Yuanshi Daqing said.
Xi Gu said: "I have a hunch that Xin Zhuo is definitely not a fish in the pond!"
Yuan Shi Daqing cursed: "You tell me, that illusion isn't scary enough?"
...
In the desolate magic cloud, flying sand filled the sky.
Xin Zhuo was walking alone. He didn't know where the exit was, but in the illusion, he saw that the Purple Buddha Emperor came and returned in the same direction, and that was most likely the exit.
One day! Two days!
One month! Two months!
The Demonic Land is boundless. I don’t know how long I walked, but the unchanging desolation in front of me finally changed -
Long grass and clear water vapor appeared, just like the Demonic Land. The intersection with the human world.
The further you go, the more vegetation and water vapor you get.
Until the end, I inexplicably entered the bottom of an endless sea.
This seabed is also a bit desolate, covered with sand, ruins of ancient buildings, lifeless, and even rich marsh gas that has been circulating for thousands of years.
He searched the sea for a month and finally found a different place, where the quiet moonlight seemed to be falling from the sea.
Moonlight?
He immediately flew upwards along the moonlight. However, the sea did not know how deep it was. No matter how he flew, he could never reach the sea surface.
Finally, a few months later, the moonlight became brighter and brighter, and the sea was approaching.
...
There is a huge crescent moon in the sky, regardless of day or night, it always exists, casting a quiet moonlight.
At this moment, an island is flashing with monstrous natural energy, gray exile, and the ancient aura of wild magic!
More than a dozen terrifying figures stood in the air, locked firmly on the island.
“This Huazhi is really weird!”
A young Yuan Lord Realm prince in splendid clothes and jade belt looked at an old man with white hair and beard next to him, "Old Wuwang, you are his senior brother, do you really not understand his methods?"
Besides The old man with white hair and beard sighed softly: "Go back to Mr. Chen, the master will lead you in. Cultivation depends on oneself. I really don't know where Hua Zhi got such a method!"
The "Mr. Chen" said : "Even you surrendered, why is this bitch so persistent?"
Old man Wuwei looked ashamed and annoyed, but had nothing to say.
Mr. Chen looked at the island below and reprimanded loudly: "Hua Zhi, what are you insisting on? You have killed ten Wuya and three little Yuan Masters. You are even worse than your disciple. Why bother?”
On the island, on a slope, there were stains of blood.
Among the several horrific corpses, the Medical Emperor's hair was messy, old and stained with blood. He had seven swords stuck in his chest and was holding the dying Chu Siniang tightly.
The Chu Siniang stretched out her hand with difficulty and touched his face: "Yes, senior brother...what are you insisting on..."
The medical emperor's eyes were blood red and he murmured : "I'm waiting for my disciple!"
Chu Siniang laughed miserably: "He hates... We are miserable, he will not come..."
The Medical Emperor murmured in a daze: "I have a hunch that he will definitely come. I don't trust giving this thing to anyone..."
"Why..." Chu Siniang was puzzled.
The Medical Emperor shook his head: "There are a bunch of shameless people in the world. My disciple is the most different person I have ever seen. The persistence in his heart is stronger than anyone else! Only he is worthy of it.
Siniang, keep on holding on, Zhuoer is coming soon, let’s and He explained before leaving. The mortal world said that raising children will provide for old age. We should treat him well. Someone must collect the body after death, right?
Wentian and Liuli are too mediocre. Only Xin Zhuo can show off my power. , leaving traces of my Hua Zhi coming to this world..."
He kept mumbling, but at some point, Chu Siniang in his arms had already lost his breath.
"The scenery here is nice, it would be nice to be buried here..."
Hua Zhi glanced at his wife, tears slowly flowing down his cheeks, "Siniang, actually I am also mediocre. people, but I always want to stick to something , Do you think it’s funny? It’s a pity that the sky is so big that there’s no place to run. Follow me in this life...it’ll be hard on you...”
“Death!”
A sword in the sky enveloped the world. The general trend, like the sword of killing immortals, comes in a flash.
"It seems that boy won't come! Wait for me!"
Hua Zhi tremblingly took out a candy from his arms and stuffed it into his wife's mouth. He waved his hand violently, and unleashed a huge and majestic mysterious force. : "How can you, a young man, kill me? Go away!"
"Boom..."
The sword was suddenly knocked away.
High in the sky, more than a dozen little Yuan Masters staggered backwards. Mr. Chen cursed angrily: "Look, what kind of secret technique does this old dog use? He can't be killed! Old man Wuwu, go ahead." ! ”
The old man Wuwang sighed: "Mr. Chen, why do you need to be in trouble?"
"You..."
Mr. Chen was furious.
At this moment, water splashed on the sea in the distance, and a figure flashed out, looking hard.
"Six Niang..."
On the island, Hua Zhi trembled all over and shook his wife's body desperately: "My disciple is here, hahaha..." (End of Chapter)