Throne of All Realms

Luo Chen was stunned.

On the way, he heard Li Zijing talk about it.After Wanlingmen obtained a part of the inheritance, some people leaked out the word of mouth, so the Chikui clan found an excuse to come to the door to ask about the inheritance.

Wanlingmen knew that even if the inheritance was handed over, the Chikui clan would probably kill people to keep it secret, and would never leave the whole clan alive, so they decisively let some core members escape.

As a result, all the remaining people were wiped out, and the sect that once flourished in the past has now only become a place for practicing in the surrounding nine cities!

"Essential God Battle Body!"

The old man with the negative sword lost his voice in astonishment, a thoughtful look slid across his cheeks, and he suddenly shouted: "I see, you are King Mo Yun!"

Once a warrior enters the fifth stage of the "Domain Realm", he is eligible to be called "King"!

The Primordial God battle body is a clone that can only be condensed by the strong in the field. Even if the main body dies, it can be reborn with the help of this battle body!

In a sense, stepping into the realm is almost equivalent to being immortal.

"You have the original aura of ignorance specially prepared by our sect, so the generation who got the inheritance should be related to you?" Suddenly, the water blue woman turned to Li Zijing and asked.

Li Zijing gave a salute, with a look of respect on her face.From the records left by her ancestors, she understands that the inheritance here is no small matter, and she has experienced it herself, the source of ignorance alone cannot be produced by any sect in the Eastern Profound Realm today!

"It's a pity, if you can come ten years earlier, under my inheritance, you may be able to reach the Profound Realm sooner. In that case, you have a slight possibility to eliminate the catastrophe!" The cold woman said regretfully.

"Senior, I don't know what the catastrophe you're talking about?" Luo Chen couldn't help asking, his relatives all lived in the Eastern Profound Realm, unless the whole family moved out, otherwise it was inseparable from the catastrophe.

Even if they move out, other domains may not be safe... Luo Chen alone knows the Beiming domain, but now it is deeply troubled by the ice demon clan!

Glancing at Luo Chen, the ice-cold woman shook her head: "Your cultivation base is really too weak, even if you know it, it won't help!"

Luo Chen froze, speechless immediately.

Suddenly, an old voice suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Ask her, is it related to the sealed thing under the Desolate Prison Heavenly Palace?"

Luo Chen was startled, and subconsciously blurted out: "But is it related to the seal of the Desolate Prison Heavenly Palace?"

As soon as these words came out, the Binghan woman was shocked suddenly, and a divine light erupted in her eyes!

Confined by this divine light, Luo Chen once again tasted the feeling of being seen through, but this time he has experience, and with the help of Yuanding's power, he can easily offset it.

Luo Chen suddenly discovered that apart from the intimidating gaze, the cold woman seemed to have no other means.

"With your cultivation base, you shouldn't have reached this level, so who told you?"

The cold woman was puzzled, and immediately shook her head: "You may have felt it just now. My primordial spirit battle body has been eroded by the years, and it consumes too much power to maintain the inheritance. So, if you don't want to say it clearly, I am also helpless."

Looking at the sincerity in her eyes, I thought of the situation in the Middle Ages, when this woman with a perfect figure brazenly led the whole clan to fight to the last person for the sake of the human race or the sect...

Luo Chen hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand!

"Shh!"

A ray of light stepped out of Yuan Ding and walked out of Luo Chen's body. He had silver hair and beard, and was dressed in starlight. He was the old man with the sword!

He bowed respectfully to the Binghan woman: "The [-]th Pavilion Master of the Jiange, has met King Mo Yun."

The cold girl didn't modify his address, she obviously acquiesced in her identity, she just frowned slightly: "Jiange? But that two-star sect created by 'Jinhuang'?"

Hearing this, Luo Chen couldn't help being shocked!

Jiange is a quasi-four-star force. Although I don't know how long it took to climb to the current position step by step, but the Binghan woman is a "two-star" when she speaks, which is too scary.

On the contrary, the old man holding the sword, after King Mo Yun said this, his expression became more humble: "The No. 1 opening of the Bizong Pavilion is the ancestor of Jin Huang. The ancestor was taught by King Mo Yun back then, and I am deeply grateful for the great kindness of the senior. It's just that I can't follow King Mo Yun to kill the demons, and I always regret it!"

In the inheritance map of Jiange, it is recorded that Jin Huang was taught by King Mo Yun. This record was left by Jin Huang himself, and there is a lot of nostalgia and admiration in the words, so the old man with the sword remembers it very clearly.

"Oh, so it's really that young man."

King Mo Yun called the founder of Jiange "young man" when he opened his mouth, but his tone did not make people feel the slightest abrupt, as if she should call him that.

"At the time when the demons invaded, the entire Dongxuan domain was facing a catastrophe of life and death. If one was not careful, the human race might be completely reduced to slaves of the demons!"

With the determination of King Mo Yun's mind, when he talked about that period of history, there was a look of solemnity and horror on his face, which clearly showed how tragic the battle was!

"In the end, led by a great power from the outer domain, he gathered the power of many sects in the Dongxuan domain, and fought to the death with the demons on the battlefield of the desolate prison!"

Luo Chen held his breath, a scene of tens of thousands of strong men confronting each other seemed to flash in front of his eyes, a throbbing from the depths of his soul made his whole body tense.

"In that battle, those who participated in the war thought they would die. In order to prevent the inheritance from being wiped out, many left behind. This is why you people can benefit from the deserted prison battlefield."

King Mo Yun's expression was a bit complicated, he seemed moved and also seemed to be compassionate: "Perhaps it is the inherent inferiority of the human race. Only when life and death are like this, can they truly unite. Those who are eligible to participate in that battle are those who have reached the level of Lingxuan The generation of Jing, as for some talented juniors, they were persuaded to stay, and it can be regarded as leaving the last trace of blood for Dong Xuanyu."

"Jin Huang is such a junior. I remember that he was just a beginner in Lingxuan, but his talent was excellent. I gave him a few pointers. I am gratified that he can achieve something."

The old man with the negative sword was respectful, looking at King Mo Yun's peerless demeanor and secretly sighing.He clearly remembered the feelings his ancestor Jin Huang showed towards the woman in front of him in the records——

Although the words are light, the feelings are deep!

To King Mo Yun, it was just pointing out a talented junior, but to Jin Huang, it was an unforgettable and unattainable dream...

I don't know how complicated the ancestor's mood must have been when he watched King Mo Yun enter the battlefield.If he had another choice, would he stay and carry forward the sect, or would he die without hesitation?

It's a pity that some misses, but it's hard to reproduce!

King Mo Yun didn't know what the old man with negative sword was thinking, she explained a few words, and then asked: "You should be this year's 'guardian', right?"