The Supreme Being

The black air dissipated, revealing a simple and mysterious mausoleum. From the outside, it looked more and more like a suppressive seal, but now the terrain has changed slightly and it has lost its natural feeling.

He was about to face the evil thoughts of one of the Five Ancient Emperors. No matter how confident Meng Qi was in his own strength, he did not dare to be negligent due to his current state. He held the Heaven's Injury in his right hand and had a small dark black flag in his left hand. , let out a little breath to protect the whole body.

Suddenly, Zen Master Buyu, He Shenshang and others felt a vast and majestic aura rising up. The aura that made them tremble from the depths of their souls was a powerful aura that they had never felt or even imagined!

In just a short moment, red mist filled the air, and the area for hundreds of miles became extremely humid, as if there was a layer of water covering the skin, making it difficult for the senses of several strong people on location to penetrate, and they could only barely see the entrance to the mausoleum.

Just the breath makes me and others unable to resist, and their thinking becomes slow. How terrifying this is! The Star-Zhaing Old Immortal and others felt as if they were facing real gods. They held their breath and did not dare to let out their breath.

The breath was like a strong wind and huge waves, surging out one after another. Mr. Xiyue's eyes were filled with seriousness, and he felt that he was out of breath. There was only one thought in his mind:

horrible! terrible!

The sword attack just now made my soul unable to control myself. I was trembling with fear. I felt that even ten of me could not stop it. But now the aura was even more terrifying. In front of it, I was like an ant facing the sun, insignificant. It glanced at each breath. Then you can make yourself irreversible!

Regardless of whether it is from his own realm or from the treasure, it is enough to show how tyrannical Qingyuan is!

Thinking of facing the revenge of such a person in the future, Mr. Xiyue felt extremely desperate. It seemed that he could already see his own miserable end and the destruction of Moon Country.

Hallucinations abounded and inner demons danced wildly. He suddenly felt as if his heart was on fire and his waist was dark and wet. The two conflicted and tore apart his internal organs.

Obsessed? Mr. Xiyue's eyesight went dark. He could no longer hold on and slowly sank.

If the Star-Zhaing Old Immortal hadn't discovered him and held him up in time, he would have fallen to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"What's wrong with you?" the Star-Zhaing Old Immortal asked with a frown.

Mr. Xiyue looked up blankly and saw his own appearance from his pupils. His hair was disheveled, his face was sometimes as red as blood, sometimes as cold as the moon, his eyes were dull, and his breath was confused and weak.

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Xuanshui swayed the demon flag's aura to protect himself. Meng Qi escaped into the mausoleum. Earth-shaking changes had taken place inside. The boundary of life and death and other iconic decorations disappeared without a trace. Broken walls and rotten things could be seen everywhere. The dragon platform hangs high in the air, majestic and desolate.

The entire mausoleum seemed to be restrained and suppressed inside. Meng Qi felt that his body was heavy and it was difficult to fly. He had to put his feet on the ground and move forward.

The black mist shrouded the front, making it invisible. At this moment, a man slowly stepped out. He was wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, carrying a spear, and was wrapped in lightning. He looked young, but in fact he had fine wrinkles. He was the former owner of Jushen Manor, the former owner of Jushen Manor. "Emperor Tianyuan" Huangfu Tao!

He became a living dead in his prime, his body has not decayed, and his vitality remains. Apart from Zhenwu's evil thoughts, his strength is second to none in the mausoleum, almost comparable to reaching the top of the first ladder. Meng Qi, thanks to his guidance, has the Xuanwu Pendant. Because of the cause and effect, I have the intention to save him from trouble. I can no longer open up and attack as aggressively as before. It seems a little restrained.

However, Meng Qi's expression did not change at all. His pace suddenly quickened and he glared, like a chariot dragging a mountain peak and crushing Huangfu Tao.

Huangfu Tao's expression was indifferent, he lifted the spear, as if he was carrying the heaven and earth, and the mountains on his back, and he slashed out slowly and heavily diagonally.

Boom!

The void was distorted, as if it was collapsing, and green thunderbolts rushed toward Meng Qi with a surging force. The scattered electric light shattered the ground and shattered the stone walls of the mausoleum, clearly demonstrating the terrifying nature of its own attack.

With a kick and a glare, Meng Qi lowered his sword and charged forward. Thunderbolts were bounced away and destroyed without leaving any trace.

Dengdeng stared, the tip of the knife absorbed the electric light and condensed it into the size of a needle tip.

With a kick and a glare, Meng Qi turned sideways, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, moved his shoulders forward, and collided with the spear on his chest.

The spear swung up, but Meng Qi was unharmed, and the long knife slashed out from bottom to top.

Huangfu Tao swung his spear and blocked the sword in time. The lightning collided and exploded into a large ocean of thunder, swallowing up less than half of the mausoleum.

At this moment, two more arms grew out of Meng Qi's back, one of which was clenched into a fist. They were as white as jade, intertwined with golden and bright purple, accompanied by black and white glow, sacred and noble!

"Huh..." A voice came from deep in the black mist.

The fist fell, passed through Huangfu Tao's protective lightning, and hit the top of his head.

At this moment, his fist opened and turned into a dragon's claw. The energy of merit, merit and morality penetrated into Huangfu Tao Niwan Palace, washing his body and getting rid of evil spirits.

At the same time, Meng Qi's brows seemed to have golden light blooming, and the lotus blossomed in his soul. His eyes became deep and indifferent, as if he were looking down at the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Change the sky and hit the earth!

The sea of ​​soul appeared, shrouded in black mist, and the golden light was hidden and bound within it. With the help of "Yuanshi Golden Lotus", Meng Qi tried to evoke Huangfu Tao's memory fragments.

The sea became turbulent, and the black mist condensed, transforming into the image of Emperor Zhenwu wearing a black robe. The indescribable majesty struck, making Meng Qi's thoughts slow, but the Yuanshi Golden Lotus released thousands of rays of light, temporarily blocking it. .

It is like a fishing boat rising and falling in the waves, which may capsize at any time.

Seizing this opportunity, Meng Qi introduced the aura of Xuan Shui Dang Demon Flag.

Boom!

The sea of ​​soul set off strong winds and huge waves, breaking through the shackles of the black fog.

With the help of each other, Emperor Zhenwu's majestic face slowly disappeared, and Huangfu Tao regained his intelligence.

Meng Qi threw the hand that grabbed his head, and Huangfu Tao immediately flew out of the mausoleum and flew to He Shenshang's side.

"Master!" He Shenshang was unable to sense what was happening inside the mausoleum. When he saw his master flying out, he was wary and happy at the same time.

Huangfu Tao's eyes gradually became clearer, he nodded, looked down, and whispered to himself:

"He has grown to this extent..."

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Inside the mausoleum, black energy rolled, and a figure condensed in the distance. He was wearing a black robe, a crown of peace, a pale face, and majestic eyes.

Seeing the evil thoughts of Zhenwu appear, Meng Qi's concentration reached the highest level. Even though the evil thoughts did not have the realm and strength of Emperor Zhenwu, his vision, knowledge and experience still existed. Even if he had a magic weapon in his hand, he could not take it lightly.

The aura of evil thoughts was so deep that it was difficult for Meng Qi to tell how much strength it still had left.

How much strength does he still have left after paying a huge price and almost breaking free from the suppression of the mausoleum?

Zhenwu Evil Thought did not take action, but looked at Xuan Shuidang Demon Flag with complex eyes, and slowly said: "He will never let me go after all."

"He" naturally refers to the Zhenwu Emperor, the Demon Dang Tianzun!

Meng Qi was about to speak, asking about the mystery of Emperor Zhenwu's whereabouts, when he heard evil thoughts and said: "The sword technique you used outside the mausoleum should be derived from the 'Nine Destructions of the Divine Sky'. With your current state, I'm afraid you can't create anything." Come on, is he the previous descendant of Thunder God?"

"Yes." Meng Qi spoke concisely and concisely, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Zhenwu evil thoughts smiled: "Thunder God has been here before, after the fall of heaven."

Did the ancient thunder god come after the fall of heaven? Didn't it come from Zhenwu's disappearance? Meng Qi was shocked and looked directly at Zhenwu Evil Thought.

He knew that evil thoughts wanted to use these things to shake his mind and find a good opportunity to take action, but he also knew that Zhenwu evil thoughts knew that he would definitely listen.

Knowing more about these things will be more useful to you than getting any of the Seven Jie Tian Swords!