The complex path of cultivation will never deviate from its origin, and in the end, it will all come down to one word, and that is the heart. Just like Motoaoki is a good example. He obtained Muyang's divine qi and surpassed many cultivators in an instant.

But he was blinded by hatred and walked into an abyss from which he will never recover. But fortunately, at the last moment, he completely understood, so he was willing to give up that bit of power, and would rather let himself be wiped out than continue to be a tool of others.

Once you give up completely, then everything is easy to solve. In the confrontation between Mu Yang and the Holy Venerable, the former completely withdrew the Qi of the Protoss without knowing why, and all his aura spread.

At that time, the second Mu Yang withdrew the Qi of the Protoss, the aura of the Holy Venerable Lord quickly collapsed, and the Qiankun Roulette in his hand could not be controlled, and a force devoured him, and he had no power to parry at all.

Even Mu Yang didn't make a move, just watched this scene quietly. His black qi phantom writhed in Yuan Aoki's body, and streams of black qi burst out. Constant struggles, twisting, screaming, but all to no avail.

After the black qi was extracted, Motoaoki regained his last moment of consciousness. He flew in the sky, quietly looking at Mu Yang, and a relieved smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "Holy Lord, thank you, this world finally has nothing to do with me." ”

Many times, whether it is a cultivator or an ordinary person, death or destruction can be described as a relief for them. Motoaoki has lived for so many years with such a heavy resentment, and he has had enough of the torture and should be relieved.

There are thousands of thoughts in my heart, and I have mixed feelings. Muyang had an indescribable feeling. Yuan Aoki was rescued by him single-handedly, and he gave him the qi of the Protoss, so that he could look at the vastness of the world again like a normal person.

But now, it was Muyang who personally sent him to disappear and disappear. This extreme contrast made Muyang difficult to accept for a while. Sometimes the feelings are too rich, and it is really not a good thing, and in this regard, he is quite envious of the Holy Venerable.

In any case, the crisis of this era and this plane has been lifted for the time being. The Holy Venerable Lord lost the support of Yuan Aoki's power, and his own aura was also very weak. There is no control over the roulette wheel at all, and it will reap the consequences.

In just a few seconds, the Qiankun Roulette Wheel devoured it and absorbed it. Although the pitch-black tear crystal has not recovered, even if Mu Yang seals it for a period of time, it is better than fighting a devastating battle now.

Looking at the Qiankun Roulette wheel in the palm of his hand, Muyang thought of the days when they were fighting and making trouble with each other, not being convinced by each other, and constantly laughing at each other, and suddenly felt that such days were also a sweetness in life.

Could it be that the Holy Lord is destined to be alone? Why do the people around him always sacrifice in his place? Mu Yang stood high, looking at the lofty mountains below, looking at the plane that had calmed down temporarily, and really sighed a little.

The words of the Holy Venerable Lord at the last second have always made Mu Yang have a knot in his heart. At that time, the cruelty, as well as the weird laughter and eyes, have always lingered in my mind: "Haha...... How long do you think you can hold me down?"

Ten years, the sacrifice of thousands of people, Muyang estimates that it can only be exchanged for ten years of peace. The power of the Qiankun Roulette, even if it is coupled with Muyang's divine qi, can only suppress the Holy Venerable Lord for ten years, and cannot be completely eliminated.

At this time, a cold wind blew, Mu Yang's robe trembled, and a phantom appeared beside him, gently leaning on his shoulder: "Brother Muyang, why do you have to worry so much? ”

Yes, this person is Ruan Linlin. The young man in Chinese costume used his essence to enable Linlin to come and go freely beside Muyang in the form of a phantom. But now it is only within twenty meters of Muyang, because it needs his aura to maintain.

"Brother Muyang, now is not the time for you to be idle. You and I both know that the Holy Lord can only be sealed for ten years, so in these ten years, you and I must find a way to completely erase him and restore the world to a clean place. ”

The brows slowly relaxed, Muyang really needs someone to be by his side, so that his mood will be completely calmed down and his thoughts will become organized. Turning his head to look at Linlin, a gentle smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "Maybe." ”

Stretching out his finger and gently touching the center of Muyang's eyebrows, Linlin said a little playfully: "Not maybe, it's for sure." You are the Lord of the Holy Lord, just show a little bit of the Holy Lord's appearance, don't be sentimental all day long, serious things matter. ”

Ten years, ten years of time for Mu Yang, it is completely a flick of a finger, what can be done in these ten years? Maybe Mu Yang can create a plane by himself, and then completely seal this plane......

So, at Linlin's suggestion, Muyang took her everywhere. With Muyang's strength, to freely shuttle through these planes is just a thought. But instead of doing so, they chose otherwise.

According to Ruan Linlin's words, since God has given them ten years to be alone during this time, why should they be in such a hurry? Isn't it good to complete the task while traveling?

The first thing Mu Yang returned to was the clan headquarters of the Protoss. There, although there are few people from the Protoss, there are still people who protect them. So Mu Yang went back, and after he opened his breath, no one dared to stop him.

There is a Divine Fire Altar among the Protoss, and the blazing fire of the Protoss has been burning for many years. The central power of the Qiankun Roulette was eroded by the Holy Venerable Lord, and even the last power was exhausted, so it needed to be refined in order to regain its strength again.

"Are you the guardian of the Protoss?" Mu Yang looked at the person beside him, the person was a little excited, but there was still a little loneliness in his eyes: "Back to the Holy Lord, my subordinates are indeed the guardians here, and the Holy Lord has anything to order." ”

Raising his hand, Mu Yang said lightly: "You don't have to be overly nervous, I just want you to take good care of this Divine Fire Altar, if there is anything unusual in it, you have to send a message with the breath of the Protoss, let me know immediately, understand?"

"Yes! My subordinates understand, please rest assured. Mu Yang nodded with satisfaction, and sighed in his heart, sweeping everything here, where can he be considered a qualified Holy Lord......?

"Brother Muyang, are you starting to be sentimental again? This is not your style, time is running out, we have to quickly find the land of the sunshine and create a "home" of our own for the Holy Venerable. ”

It's just that Mu Yang and Ruan Linlin didn't notice that when they threw the Qiankun Roulette Wheel into the Divine Fire Altar, there was a breath surging on it inadvertently. For a moment, it disappeared into the guardian's eyebrows.

Originally, it was just to restore the power of the Qiankun Roulette, but Mu Yang may have inadvertently helped the Holy Venerable Lord again. Isn't this the kind of scene that the latter dreams of? Now the Qi of the Protoss, don't you just ask for it?

(End of chapter)