In the illusion, Su Meng seemed to feel something, and looked up at the sky.

"Are you really alive?"

The silver-eyed boy stopped what he was doing, slightly stunned, and confirmed his previous guess.

It is no wonder that Qianqian will be sucked into the secret realm at that time, apparently because of the will of the owner here.

Ten thousand years, for the fairy world is not long, but in the world, it is inevitably too long, when things are not human, if you see any familiar utensils, it is not impossible to take the initiative to meet.

Thinking of the fairy sword on the girl's body, the little fox couldn't help but squint his eyes.

When Su Li mentioned this sword, he said with some nostalgia that it was given by a division commander.

Could it be him?

This is a bit of a coincidence.

Not to mention that within 10,000 years, there are only three immortal monarchs who have fallen in these 30,000 years, and one of them is still a foreign race, but they are masters and apprentices, accounting for two.

Thinking about what he promised Su Li, Su Miao's heart couldn't help but flash a trace of gloom.

It's as if there's a big net that wants to tie everything in!

Why do Immortal Monarchs rarely fall? It is precisely because they are not easy to die completely!

Since it can't be killed, there will naturally be less strife.

But on the other hand, once the dead hand is made, both sides will inevitably do things desperately!

Who can endure the counterattack of an immortal monarch?

The current Zhangxing Immortal Monarch, is it really still him?

Su Meng's heart was alarmed, he waved his hand to lift the Taixuan Realm, and flew towards the Immortal Palace without hesitation.

......

What happened?

The children of the immortal family who were thrown in place were a little confused, but when they saw that the unreasonable young man in white had left, as if he had something else important, he suddenly came back to his senses and flew away in a group.

Originally, there were still some frictions, but they were even more like brothers, and they didn't know what they were whispering.

As for Asgard......

Whoever likes to go, they are not used as a hobby for punching.

The old man looked at the direction of the little fox's departure with some concern, but considering the descendants of the demon clan who came with him, he sighed and turned to leave.

......

Who is it?

Stepping into the Immortal Palace, Su Meng couldn't help frowning, and he felt that familiar aura again.

Subconsciously opened to the maximum extent with the method of heart initiation, but did not feel the existence of other people.

"Get out. The silver-eyed boy stood in the air and shouted coldly, "I've found you." ”

On the jade-like corridor, there was silence.

"Am I overly concerned?" he sighed softly, as if to dispel his doubts, and continued on his way.

After a long time, a black shadow slowly drilled out of the shadow on the other side, spitting out a letter like a snake, and under the fairy light, it showed its full blood-colored armor, hideous, but with a bit of evil beauty!

"Can he detect me?"

"Why do such creatures still exist in the world!"

"Must die, can't stay, must die!"

Listen to the gorgeous fairy light flowing like amethyst in the heart, as if it can illuminate every bit of darkness.

Su Meng came in an instant and appeared here, but he didn't find anything, so he couldn't help frowning.

What exactly is it?

......

"Qianqian?" Wan'er looked at the smiling girl in front of her in amazement, and couldn't help pinching her face.

It's soft and silky, and it looks like it's a real person.

"Of course it's me. The girl's face was full of innocence.

The core of the secret realm in their hearts and minds was already under their control.

"Do you know that we are worried about you?" Seeing that she was not only not injured, but was living a rather happy life, Wan'er's pale forehead jumped straight, "Su Meng is still outside to help you vent, and I don't know if you were beaten to death." ”

"Huh?" Qianqian scratched her head, and looked at the old knife who had chased and killed her with some curiosity, "Master has already come here, let's talk about it while we go, this matter is a long story......"

As the new master of the secret realm, she could already sense anyone's location.

......

On the top of the Snow Peak in the Western Regions, a black fat Taoist priest Huo Ran got up and looked at the sky.

In the secret realm of the world at four o'clock and day and night, the silver-shirted old man also opened his empty eyes, and the immortal qi around his body was surging like boiling water.

Everywhere in the world, the sleeping ancestors woke up one after another and gathered the children of the sect.

In the Imperial City of Zhongdu, in a courtyard somewhere, Mu Xiaoxiao danced with a long sword, suddenly paused, and muttered: "I like to disturb the heavens so much, it seems that it is another big drama." ”

......

"You're here. A majestic and hoarse voice sounded, and the old man, dressed in purple and full of silver hair, sat upright on the main seat, his eyes slightly closed.

This is the main hall of the Immortal Palace, the rumored place where the Immortal Monarch fell.

"I'm coming. ”

Su Ming's handsome face was calm.

There was no panic, but some disappointment.

"You're still dead after all. ”

"But I came back to life. The old man opened his eyes, and purple light flashed in his eyes, "I'm back again." ”

Su Meng looked at him, and a little sadness flashed in his silver-white pupils.

"If even the true spirit no longer exists, is it really still alive?"

"To be alive is to be alive. "With the fluctuation of the Immortal Monarch's emotions, the wind and clouds outside the hall surged, "This Hairong, the third generation of the human race, has always been alive. ”

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't have come out. ”

"Oh?" Su Meng raised his eyebrows and slowly clenched his hands, "I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

Hairong stood up and walked in front of him.

"Is there a power within you that you can't control?"

Before he could answer, the old man asked like a cannon, "When you came into the world, did you ever feel the boundless anger, and when you cultivated, did you always feel a strange desire for destruction?"

The answer to the question is "yes".

But what does that mean?

"Heh" Su Meng sneered, his face sneering, "You don't want to tell me that I will destroy the world in the future, right?"

The old man stared at his silver-white eyes for a long time, and said softly, "Yes." ”

Su Meng looked at him and didn't say anything.

"With a mortal body, it is impossible to carry this true meaning. The old man sighed, "Only a majestic existence like you can remain rational and detached from its influence." ”

"But this majesty doesn't exist in you, you know?"

The reason why I am called "you" is that I was my original self, and I was later called "you", but I am now Su Ming.

Su Meng was silent, not because he didn't want to speak, but because he recalled the past.

He came to the world with the original intention of helping Su Li fulfill his last wish.

Friends are too much of a luxury for him, so he cherishes them very much.

But as he moved forward, he was no longer alone.

There are apprentices, nephews, sisters, younger brothers, and fellow clansmen......

Xiao Yana's nine-point resemblance to Su Li suddenly flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but chuckle, and then laughed.

In that deep, boundless realm of the Styx, even the most beautiful fantasies could not be as good as they are today.

Why let him go?

"What do you want me to do?" Su Meng looked at Hai Rong with interest, "Self-determination?"

"Just because, that ethereal possibility? You should know that I've never let that power get out of hand. ”

"Your Majesty. The old man smiled and interrupted his questioning, "Why not choose a possibility that will benefit all souls?"

"For example?" the little fox raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"For example, be a part of me!" the old man staggered to avoid the sword light, and his face did not change.

As if taken for granted.