Taikoo Evil Emperor

Chapter 62
"No..." Mo Tusheng was desperate, he had already regarded Ye Fan as his disciple.As his clan was wiped out, he felt lonely.If it wasn't for Ye Fan, he would have been afraid of taking his own life.

But now, this person who poured his heart and soul into teaching will be destroyed.This can't help but make him anxious.

As expected, the Broken Sword reached Ye Fantian Lingtai.It was just a whistling sound, but Ye Fan's head was not smashed into pieces, and all of them fell into his altar.

Mo Tusheng's eyes were bloodshot, but when he saw the broken sword flashing into Ye Fan's body, he came to Ye Fan in an instant, picked him up, and inspected his Tianlingtai.

"There is still breath, but I am just unconscious." The spiritual consciousness has not been shattered.Ye Fan was still sleeping soundly.

"Buzz buzz buzz." But the strange thing is that after the broken sword flashed into Ye Fan's body, the Lingtai continued to emit white light, round and round.The black hair fluttered in front of Ye Fan's forehead, making Ye Fan's forehead appear white.

Mo Tusheng was both surprised and delighted.Because Ye Fan's breath was still there, although he didn't know where Bai Yu went.But after thinking about it, it should have entered Ye Fan's body.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Mo Tusheng hugged Ye Fan and disappeared into the silver lake. As soon as Mo Tusheng left the silver lake, the lake floating in the air poured back into the lake with a crash.

Seven days passed, and the sea of ​​immortals once again became restless, with divine rainbows flying across the sky from time to time.Some cultivators even came here by kicking spirit beasts.

People of the older generation in the ancient forest are relatively rare, and all the people who come are the younger generation.Many people also visited Mo Tusheng's residence.

But many people shook their heads and flew away when they saw that Mo Tusheng was just an old immortal cultivator whose qi and blood had decayed and the sea of ​​wheels had been destroyed.

In the past few days, because of being attacked by the Broken Sword in Silver Lake, Mo Tusheng looked even older.Skin loosens.All the hair on his body turned white.Seeing the cultivators crossing the sky from time to time, they all shook their heads and sighed.

Ye Fan has been in a coma with a smile on his face for seven days, and his spiritual consciousness is swimming in the void.

"Oh, it hurts." Today he turned around and jumped up.Looking at the surrounding scenery, his eyes are full of puzzlement.

"Why are you back?" If I remember correctly, I should have just cut through that boulder.At that time, I still vaguely heard the voice of Mo Tusheng's grandfather, so why did he return to his residence so quickly?

He thought about it left and right and couldn't understand it. When he closed his eyes to see if there was any problem with the meridian tendons in his body, he almost scared him to death.

Therefore, in the sea of ​​wheels, there are not only small trees, blood wheels, divine rings and five-color stones, but also a sword-like thing floating there from time to time.

"What is this?" Seeing the panic in Lunhai, Ye Fan tried to use his spiritual power to touch the broken hilt, but no matter how much he concentrated his spiritual power on it, the hilt didn't listen at all. , still floating in the sea of ​​wheels.

"How could there be one more thing?" Ye Fan had a big head and didn't know why.

"Maybe senior knows something." Ye Fan thought in his heart, then flew out of the wooden house and came to Mo Tusheng's residence.

Beside the cave where Mo Tusheng lived, there were several corpses of spirit beasts, but there was no fight at the scene.Ye Fan was shocked, because he saw that the spirit beasts had no spiritual energy in their bodies, as if they had been sucked cleaner than human beings.

"Senior," Ye Fan was startled. He knew that Mo Tusheng should have done this, because he taught him the method of devouring the soul of a spirit beast to heal his wounds. It will only be done when Mo Tusheng Lunhai is corrupted on a large scale.

Although this method cannot repair Mo Tusheng's wheel sea, it can stabilize the trend of wheel sea corruption by relying on the power of the primordial spirit that devours the spirit beast.

Ye Fan doesn't dislike this approach, because the second layer of the Immortal Book of Longevity describes such a kind of practice, the law of the jungle is prey to the strong, and it is an eternal truth in the world of immortals.Today I may still be the main character in the killing field, and tomorrow I may be the tragic character.

As long as you stick to your beliefs, it doesn't matter even if you become a demon.

"Bump." The sound of footsteps came, and Mo Tusheng stumbled out of the cave.Ye Fan looked at old Mo Tusheng's body with a very bad expression.

"Boy, you're awake. You're pretty lame, you won't wake up no matter how much you scream." Mo Tusheng laughed, but his voice became very muddy, and the breath on his body seemed weaker than before.

Ye Fan shook his head and laughed, he is not a delicate person, now his strength is limited, there is no way to save him, this is Mo Tusheng's heart disease, and it cannot be cured.

"Senior, there is something extra in my wheel?" Ye Fan shook his head, told about the situation in his body, and asked Mo Tusheng what happened these days, why he was here and so on.

When Mo Tusheng saw Ye Fan, although he was very old, compared to seeing the thrilling scene before, he could see Ye Fan alive and kicking, and his face couldn't help but rippling.Instead, he recounted what happened in the lake from the beginning.

The west wind blows, the east wind chases.dancing lightly.waiting.The night stars are embellished, but my tears are falling.

Ye Fan listened to everything Mo Tusheng said.Recalling the events of that day carefully, I feel like I am listening to someone else's story.

Because at that time, I seemed to be out of control. After those phantoms rushed out, my consciousness gradually became blurred, as if I was about to smash the boulder.

At that time, I only had the idea of ​​splitting the boulder in my mind.Looking back at the broken sword in his body, he felt quite incredible.Didn't know what happened before.

Ye Fan wanted to understand more than this, when he asked what Mo Tusheng's broken sword was and why it entered his body, Mo Tusheng couldn't explain why.

"No matter what, the broken sword is a rare Dao artifact, and it may even be a part of an immortal artifact left over from ancient times. You have to take good care of it? Maybe there is an opportunity for you to become Dao, you know? ?” Mo Tusheng said this because at that time he really felt that this world was like a fairy descending into the world.

And when it came to why the broken sword entered his body, Mo Tusheng only said that it might be because he accidentally let the broken sword recognize its owner when he unsealed it.Anyway, if there is no special event in the future, don't tell others that you have such a spiritual treasure.

"I could probably sense your cultivation before, but now even if I stand in front of you, as long as you don't use your strength, I can't feel it at all." Mo Tusheng said calmly, as if he knew this early on. Like things.

"Oh, really?" Ye Fan was also at a loss. In the past, because of the five-color stone, many people would mistakenly perceive their own cultivation.

"It's not just that you can't feel it. As long as your spiritual breath visits you, you will have an inexplicable force backlash." Mo Tusheng used his spiritual sense to check Ye Fan's physical condition before, and the spiritual sense that entered his body came from a trace. Pain.

Not to mention using spiritual breath to observe Ye Fan's cultivation, it is also difficult to control the penetrating spiritual consciousness.When he first came into contact with Ye Fantian Lingtai, his spiritual consciousness seemed to see a chaotic world, unable to withstand the crushing force of that world at all and collapsed.

　I worked overtime until nine o'clock, and finally rushed out two chapters before twelve o'clock, please bookmark and recommend, thank you.

　　


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