sorcery

Chapter 600 The Holy Spirit and Communication

Holy City.

A quaint bronze hall in the center is shining with endless brilliance, engraved with countless ancient runes and magic circles, as if it was poured in bronze, it is completely natural.

"temple."

The two simple and vigorous characters, like giant characters painted on iron with silver hooks, are filled with infinite and terrifying momentum, and contain the traces of the great way of the ages.

In the depths of the hall, a hazy silhouette of a woman floated in it, surrounded by a clear light, like a goddess from the vast nine heavens, filled with an air of otherworldly fireworks.

"Master Holy Spirit, it's been seven days..."

"It's time for you to rest too, he will come..."

An old man in sackcloth silently appeared in front of the woman, his expression full of respect. If Yun Chen were here, he would suddenly find that the appearance of the old man was exactly the same as that of Lao Huo's manifested soul.

"It's been nine lifetimes, it's been nine lifetimes, and he finally set foot here again..."

"In this life, he will come with killing and hatred..."

"The reincarnation of fate, the choice without regret, it's time for me to repay..."

"People with a radius of millions of miles, I'm afraid they will..."

The woman sighed leisurely, with endless anxiety and worry, and even a hint of relief.

"Master Holy Spirit, you are right, it was him who was wrong."

"He vainly tried to go against the sky, slaughter the common people, and behead the sky to prove that he killed the emperor."

"You are for the sake of the world, billions of souls..."

"Lord Zu Ling has found him, the decree has been issued, the holy son in the temple and the arrogance of all races outside the country."

"We have teamed up to hunt down and killed him. Although he escaped by chance three days ago, as long as he dares to show up, he will be killed."

"He can't come here, let alone set foot on Renwang Road..."

The old man in sackcloth spoke with a somewhat cold expression on his face, obviously full of fear for the person he was talking about.

"No, no one can kill him before stepping on the road of the king."

"He in this life has already surpassed our control. It is too difficult to kill him..."

"You worked with the High Priest to arrange it and sneaked into his side all the time, isn't it still a failure?"

"How can the hatred accumulated in nine generations be so easily eliminated..."

"Perhaps we were really wrong back then..."

The woman's voice was extremely cold, full of anxiety and helplessness, the resentment accumulated in nine generations would surely come with endless killings.

"Lord Holy Spirit, you worry too much, even if you can't kill him, let him enter the road of the king."

"Even if he was lucky enough to be stained with blood all the way and entered the King Conferring Stage, the master Zu Ling arranged for him to follow up."

"Besides, without Master Zuling's approval, he doesn't want to get a trace of our humanitarian luck."

"There are also princess Han, the emperor's son, the emperor's daughter, as well as the holy son in our palace, the heavenly daughter, etc. There are countless heavenly talents..."

"He will definitely die, there is no chance to get close to Renwang Road..."

Murderous intent loomed in the eyes of the old man in sackcloth, like an ancient demon, full of coldness and killing.

"He has already recalled the Heaven Killing Technique, once he remembers the whole past, it will be the time for us to give the head."

"Things suppressed by the temple will definitely be sensed by them. At that time, there will be no souls in the secret realm, and no one will be able to live..."

"He once said before his fall that the Ninth World will return and settle everything."

The woman's voice became colder and colder, but she was also more worried. He was enough to make everyone tremble.

The Ninth Reincarnation has also fought for the entire Ninth Life. No matter what methods they use, it is still difficult to destroy his will.

In the ninth and last life, everything will be completely liquidated.

Either he fell completely, or his body died and his soul disappeared.

But in this life, everything has changed, and he has successfully stepped into the Promise Realm, and he will definitely come with hatred and killing.

"Master Holy Spirit, don't worry! He has no chance to awaken."

"The few old things who followed him in the past have surrendered to us."

"Jinghong has died, and although Nielong is out of trouble, he can't make a big wave, so it's nothing to worry about."

"His memory of his ninth life has been suppressed by us, even if he recalls one and a half moves of the Heaven Killing Technique, it will not affect us."

"We have set up many killing schemes. If we can't kill him like this, we can only admit it."

"The Martial Ancestor is dead, and the Heavenly Ancestor is also dead. The Three Emperors, the Celestial Clan are all under control..."

"As long as he, the last Sky Slaughter Clan member, perishes, we will take control of this world sooner or later."

"Occupy this realm, we..."

The old man in sackcloth didn't continue talking, obviously he touched some taboo and secret, they arranged countless murders just to target him.

"Don't take it lightly, even though the Three Emperors and the Celestial Clan are in control, the last emperor of the Human Race has not yet fallen..."

"He will never die, and the human race will never die."

"Forget it, since it has been done, there is no room for retreat."

"Kill him at all costs, Renwang Road is his burial place..."

"We are for the sake of the world, the billions of people, the hope of the future of the era..."

The woman seemed to have figured it out, her voice became extremely cold, like a frozen snow mountain, without any emotion.

"Lord Holy Spirit, only you can step out to save all spirits in the world, and only you can continue the future of this era."

"No matter how famous he was in the Great Thousand World, no matter whether he was exiled in this world..."

"If you want to blame it, blame him for coming to this world, this is his fate..."

"He must die."

"The geniuses of all races gather together, and the battle to seal the king will start in three days."

"My lord, you can rest! The old man retires."

The old man in sackcloth was full of murderous aura, full of endless killing and resentment, he both hated and feared him who was mysterious in his mouth.

"Conferring the king? In the end, he still couldn't stop his arrival..."

"You are obviously dead, isn't it good to be a mortal with peace of mind? Why do you have to fight against me for the rest of your life..."

"Why? Why? What's wrong with me, I'm for the future of all races, all beings in the world, I'm not wrong..."

"You are the one who is wrong, all races in the world, all living beings, why... you only save the human race..."

"Why do you disdain the ten thousand races, why do you always put the interests of the human race first..."

"Is it because your human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth in this era?"

"What is wrong with all races, what is wrong..."

"You were not my opponent before, and now you are neither..."

The woman's voice was full of resentment. It seemed that the former him made her extremely sad. Today's him has returned and will set off a bigger storm.

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The holy city, where the cloud and dust descended, is bustling and noisy, full of primitiveness and simplicity, it seems that it has traveled through the ages and came to the prehistoric and ancient times.

Everything maintains the style of the ancient times, whether it is the street pattern, architectural style, pedestrian behavior, clothing, words and deeds, which are essentially different from those abroad.

Powerful auras loomed everywhere in the city, and some of them were very familiar to Yunchen, and they were Ji Youhan and his party...

However, Huang'er, Chen Xi, Mu Qianshan, Xueli, and none of them could be sensed. It was obvious that they were scattered all over the place, or maybe they hadn't arrived yet.

But Yun Chen unexpectedly sensed the breath of the big black crow, and it was less than a hundred meters away from his location, which was in a wine shop at the corner of the street.

Yun Chen paused slightly, thought for a moment, and finally decided to go towards the wine shop, but when Yun Chen's figure came around the corner, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing animal skins, was holding a jar of wine in his hand.

The walking pace was even more faltering, the body was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and suddenly bumped into Yun Chen's body, his figure fell directly to the ground, and the wine jar in his hand shattered in response.

But at the moment of collision, the animal skin youth quickly stuffed something into Yun Chen's hand, "You...you don't have...eyes...do you!"

Yun Chen snorted softly, turned around and walked towards the wine shop, not caring about the young man on the ground.

"It's...it's bad luck...it's a pity that a jar of good wine..." The animal-skin youth stood up cursingly, leaned on the wall and walked away staggeringly.

Everything is very common, it's just a small episode, no one really cares.

When Yun Chen came to the wine shop, he casually found a secluded corner and sat down, ordered a jar of wine, and glanced at a fat man in black in the center of the wine shop from a distance.

Even though he turned into a human form and hadn't seen him for several years, Yun Chen still remembered this aura, it was clearly the big black crow in the Thunder Secret Realm back then.

But Yun Chen didn't go to recognize each other. He was very clear about his current situation. The earth soul was outside to help him attract attention. Before entering Renwang Road, even if Huang'er stood here, she couldn't easily recognize each other.

When Yunchen opened a jar of wine, he suddenly found something extra on his wrist, a white Tiangang Zhengqi stone, which is a unique memory stone of Confucianism. It has the function of storing images and sounds, but it is also a one-time use. .

When exactly did it land on my hands, and who was able to touch me silently without leaving any traces.

The Tiangang Zhengqi Stone appears here, it must be a descendant of Confucianism.

Regardless, let's see what message he wanted to convey to him, and he didn't dare to show up in front of him. It seemed that he had some scruples about using such a concealed method.

A trace of Yunchen's spiritual thoughts silently blended into it, and a young figure appeared inside, which was Shangguan Wenjun, "Sovereign, I have been waiting for you for seven days, forgive me for sending you a message in this way."

"It's not that Wenjun dared to show up because he was afraid of death. It's because there are people following you all the time. Since the first battle in the Northland, I have heard it vaguely, but at that time there was only a momentary induction..."

"Sovereign, since you stepped into the Everlasting Realm, I have been locking your position, and that person has been following you..."

"Sovereign, you must be careful, that person has malicious intentions towards you..."

"Sovereign, I can sense that many people have murderous intentions towards you, you must be careful."

"Three days ago, I had a faint feeling that the temple was eight thousand feet away, and something was about to break free..."

"There has been a vibration since you stepped into the Promise Realm, and that thing seems to have something to do with you..."

"Sovereign, you have countless supernatural powers, you should find a chance to go down and have a look, don't come to me..."

"The King's Road is open, I will go to help the suzerain..."

The sound and picture disappeared here, and the Tiangang Zhengqi Stone also turned into a pile of powder, and the cloud and dust rolled up and burned it up.

He took a sip of wine hard, feeling extremely sad in his heart, it turned out to be Shangguan Wenjun, who had also reached the Wuji Realm, and the talent of the listener was getting stronger and stronger.

This is risking his life to deliver information to himself, and the information was delivered in such a timely manner that he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Thinking about how he taught the Nine Clouds Sect back then, he only worked as the suzerain for a few days before he left No return.

Unexpectedly, they have not forgotten their irresponsible suzerain up to now, they have followed him to the Wuji Realm, and risked their lives to pass on this information.

Sure enough, my guess was not wrong, there were really people following me, if I guessed right, it would be the group of bastards who have been trying to control my own destiny.

The talent of the listener is really incomparably powerful. If one can cultivate to a high level, he will be able to go to prison for nine days and listen to ten places.

It's time for the earth soul to come back. If it is exposed, the biggest support will be gone.

(End of this chapter)