Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 853 Land of Twilight

At this moment, You Ruo didn't have the slightest cold and domineering appearance as a Tu Sheng, but only had a peaceful smile on his lips.

Now she is a little girl who is nostalgic for her relatives and her brother.

Then the two talked about some things when they were young, many of which were embarrassing.

And today's You Ruo smiled the most in the past thousand years, even the day of sanctification was not as happy as today.

"At the beginning, when I heard that my brother was also called Lu Feng, my heart was moved, so I paid more attention to it. I really didn't expect it to be You Ruo's brother."

You Ruo said happily.

Lu Feng smiled and said: "It is also thanks to you that you bestowed on me the blood and spirit of the ancestral dragon that day, that I was able to cultivate the Azure Dragon True Fist and overcome many difficulties."

He reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of You Ruo's eyes, and immediately hooked that delicate Qiong nose.

You Ruo didn't have a trace of disgust, but was very happy. Lu Feng often scratched her nose when she was a child.

You Ruo leaned against Lu Feng's chest, and said, "I didn't get the blood essence of the ancestral dragon, it was given to me by Master."

"You child, I thought that having a brother would leave me, a bad old man, behind."

The Dark Lord smiled, seeing You Ruo showing such a happy smile for the first time in thousands of years, he felt extremely relieved.

He was lonely all his life, and he grew up in the magic den when he was young. He didn't have any relatives, so he treated You Ruo as his own granddaughter, and would give her any good things.

After all, he is now approaching the end of his life, and keeping these things is useless.

"Thank you, Senior Demon Lord, for not only teaching You Ruo, but also daring to confront Emperor Mu Xing."

Lu Feng was sincerely grateful.

No wonder Youruo possesses so many treasures. It turns out that the ancient sage, the Dark Lord, is backing him. How can he not be rich?

"Hmph, if Emperor Mu Xing messes around again, I will die with him if I risk my life."

The Dark Lord's eyes were cold and domineering.

But when he saw You Ruo, he softened again, and said softly: "1000 years ago, the old man heard that the saints of the Tianxing Dynasty had fallen, so he rushed there to collect the power of the soul, but he didn't expect to find it in the fallen ruins. You Ruo, who was crying, brought her back."

His old and withered palm stroked You Ruo's hair, full of doting.

Apart from the most exciting time in his life when he became the Old Sage, it was at the end of his life that he brought You Ruo back.

And at his level, he already has no desires, and seeing someone who can inherit what he has learned is also his greatest wish.

You Ruo didn't let him down either. Seeing his relatives die under the butcher's knife, and the bloody scene filled his heart, he also practiced his Dark Demon Lord's technique by leaps and bounds.

Under his full training, it only took a thousand years to step into the Holy Land of Dzogchen.

Lu Feng nodded silently, You Ruo was only ten years old at the time of the big change, and he saw such a terrifying scene.

How cruel this is, with this kind of hatred, you will naturally become enchanted.

In the future, I will practice "Dark Grimoire" with the Dark Lord, so it's no wonder that my heart will be as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

He couldn't help but feel distressed, and his hands tightened a little more.

"Senior, have you ever met my father, Star Emperor?"

After a long silence, Lu Feng asked nervously.

He desperately wanted to hear about his father, Star Emperor.

The Dark Demon Lord shook his head immediately, and said: "I never saw it. It was already three days after I came to the Sky Star Dynasty that day. I only saw corpses all over the ground, and countless holy blood. I didn't see any trace of the Star Emperor. "

He also admired the star emperor.

The Tianjiao, who is rare for thousands of years, is even more talented than his disciples.

If it weren't for the sudden change, he would definitely be able to step into the Old Sage in the future.

Hearing that Lu Feng was disappointed, he was also secretly relieved. Perhaps with the strength of the Star Emperor, even if he lost, he might have escaped and hid somewhere, waiting to step into the Old Sage.

But it is also possible that Sheng Yun died or was captured alive by Emperor Mu Xing.

"There is one thing that makes me very puzzled. Since you are You Ruo's elder brother, you must be a person from thousands of years ago. Why can't I feel a little old in your soul?"

The Dark Demon Lord looked at Lu Feng suspiciously.

Lu Feng hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "I don't know the specific reason, but it's because of this black stone."

"This black stone?"

The dark lord took it, but was surprised to find that the black stone was indestructible.

He inspected it carefully for a long time, and found that it had no other function other than hardness.

"It's a treasure. It's been a long time. I don't know how many treasures have been born in this world. Even I can only spy a few. I heard that the ancient saints in the ancient and ancient times were not as rare as they are now."

The dark demon lord sighed long and long, threw the black stone to Lu Feng, and said, "Since it can reincarnate your soul for a thousand years, it is a treasure, but it has no effect on the old man."

Although this black stone can reincarnate the soul for some mysterious reason, it cannot restore his old soul to youth.

Suddenly at this moment, You Ruo's face turned pale, and a mouthful of bright blood spit out onto Lu Feng's clothes, forming a bright blood flower.

The Dark Demon Lord was in a hurry, and quickly checked You Ruo, his face suddenly became ugly.

"Emperor Mu Xing, you are too ruthless!" The dark demon master's murderous intent soared into the sky.

"Senior, what's wrong with You Ruo?" Lu Feng asked anxiously.

"The soul-destroying spear damaged the child's holy soul, forming an irreparable injury, and it was re-refined by Namu Xingdi. It has a toxin that hurts the soul, so that the holy soul is constantly collapsing."

The face of the Dark Lord was extremely ugly.

If it were an ordinary saint, his holy soul would have been wiped out long ago. Fortunately, You Ruo had reached the holy realm of Dzogchen to resist until now.

"Then what to do."

Lu Feng was in a state of confusion, he had just seen You Ruo goodbye, did he have to experience life and death again?

"I'll stabilize You Ruo's soul's injury first, and delay the collapse of the holy soul."

The dark lord also hates it.

In the past half a month, he went to the Zibing Dynasty to collect the power of souls that were scattered due to countless battles, and use them to refine them into life-sustaining objects.

He originally thought that with You Ruo's strength and the dark magic guard he carefully built, even if Namu Xingdi came to the saints, there would be no big problem.

After all, the dark holy sword was given to this only disciple, even if he was also from the holy realm of Dzogchen, he had to run away.

But unexpectedly, Emperor Mu Xing came personally.

He took out the Wheel of Life and Death, which actually had eighteen petals. The power of life and death fused wildly, and was crushed into black and white light spots, and carefully fed into You Ruo's sandalwood mouth.

With the ingestion of the Life and Death Chakram, the pale face gradually became ruddy.

The dark lord breathed a sigh of relief, and the collapsed holy souls had slowly gathered together.

"Are you all right?" Lu Feng asked expectantly.

The Dark Lord shook his head, and said: "I am not proficient in the soul, and the Life and Death Wheel can only be suspended. There is only one way to completely cure it."

"Senior, please tell me." Lu Feng's expression was serious.

"There is only one place where there is a solution. Take You Ruo to the land of dusk, where there is something that can heal the holy soul."

　It's too late, and the plot will soon experience a big turning point, which is difficult to write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)