Voluntary sacrifice can lead to death and destruction without warning. And as long as this happens, it must be closely related to yourself. Although Muyang is prepared, he will also be very uncomfortable.

Why does it have to be like this every time? Muyang would rather the other party be a fierce and difficult strong man, at least he can have a happy fight, at least he can get what he wants without guilt.

But it always backfired, and it seemed that he was not so much like a holy lord, but like a god of death. Wherever he goes, he will meet people who are willing to sacrifice for him. Could it be that all these thousands of planes are prepared for him?

However, at this time, did Muyang accept the gift of the forest keeper, and did he continue to conflict with the forest keeper. Even how long they will stalemate with each other is still undecided. Because something more urgent is happening.

The purpose of finding the Land of the Sunshine is to be able to form a formation wrap. In the center of this formation, a new plane was created. Then the Holy Lord in the Qiankun Roulette Wheel will be imprisoned forever in it, once and for all.

At the same time, Mu Yang and Ruan Linlin also had to repair the broken places in the thousands of planes. The loss of aura made it very difficult for them. If it weren't for Muyang's extraordinary strength, it would definitely not have been possible.

The new humanity is their hope, a symbol of the complete purification of each plane. So Muyang protected them with holy weapons. Regardless of the outside world, at least the breath in the Hallows is pure and can help them.

But the world is unpredictable, and nothing is completely guaranteed. This is still the case in times of peace, let alone in such chaotic times? Is the holy weapon necessarily safe? Is there no change in the holy weapon? Actually, it is not.

At that time, when Muyang and Linlin left in a hurry in order to quickly find the place of the sun. Mu Yang forgot a crucial key, that is, the former holy weapon, which had shown signs of damage in his hands, had not been repaired.

It's not that Muyang doesn't have this ability, but the situation was too chaotic at the time, so it was too late for a while, and then he forgot about it directly. As for the previous use, the damaged area did not change, so I didn't care.

It is this small negligence that leads to the gradual occurrence of a very serious hidden danger. And Muyang is in the fire tree and silver flower forest, and the powerful aura is completely isolated from the outside world, so even if there are fluctuations, it cannot be sensed.

At this moment, the holy weapon was trapped, and there were bursts of unusual fluctuations around it. Originally, they were separate, working separately, as long as they guarded the safety of each little guy, but the mutation gradually fermented in it.

The Sacred Artifact is the most powerful and sacred being in the Sanctuary. When it exists alone, the interior is like a chaotic world, full of a rich aura, which can make it extremely powerful in its cultivation.

And scattered, every small space is connected by a chain of spiritual energy gathering. Each space is filled with a pure atmosphere, just like a small world, and it does not interfere with each other.

What kind of state is in the small heaven and earth depends on the mentality of the cultivator and the holder of the holy weapon. Muyang is standing in the perspective of a father, with a loving heart, temporarily blocking the little ones in it, so it is very quiet.

The breath in the flow is like a trace of warm aura condensed, forming a swaddling aura. Many little ones don't have to eat or drink to keep them alive, so they just need to sleep quietly and it won't matter.

But I don't know how long it took, but the broken part began to settle down. At first, small fluctuations flow, and then slowly spread. There was a trace of black qi in the broken place, eroding the aura little by little.

For any cultivator, he would not notice this slight change. But the guardian of each independent space gradually has a sense. That black aura was very strange, and although it was not ferocious, it was difficult to resist.

It seems to be full of corrosiveness, and as long as it comes into contact with the aura, it will be devoured instantly. The speed is not fast, but if it continues like this, it won't be long before the holy artifact will change its essence and become the most terrifying hidden danger.

The connection of a small space alone is like a universe in motion. Half of the space in front of it has been swallowed up by the black qi, and the guardian can't stop it, and he is paralyzed in place, and it seems that it will affect the little guy.

Holding up his body, the guardian stood up alone: "No matter what strength you have, I won't let you easily destroy the pattern here, absolutely not!"

After a burst of impact, the two forces dissipated from each other. The black gas finally subsided for the time being. And the outermost guardians are also depleted due to the depletion of aura, which is a very bad sign.

The interconnected aura chains were broken, and there was no support between them. Therefore, the chains of the aura also became very dim, and the entire holy weapon array began to shake violently. The desperate persistence of many guardians will not last long.

Bang! buzz... Buzzing... There was a tremor, and the plane was almost unbearable. If Muyang doesn't come back at this time, then all the children will be swallowed by the darkness and become tools that can only fight.

On the other side, that is, among the gods, I don't know why in the altar, the most sacred place has fluctuations like boiling water. Rushing...... Rushing...... There is a constant surge of unusual breaths.

The Guardian, on the other hand, just stood upright. His eyes seemed to be blinded by some kind of power, and he couldn't see what was happening inside the altar. And in the center of the altar, a column of water rises, and above the column of water is the Qiankun Roulette.

"Huh...... Ha ha...... Muyang, I really want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have risen so quickly. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had a chance to spread my breath there, thank you so much. ”

While the Qiankun roulette wheel was spinning, the bright red water in the altar was scattered everywhere. And in the water curtain, a strange and hideous face became clearer and clearer. It's a sign that his power is skyrocketing, and time is really running out.

Bang, bang, boom, boom, bang! The bright red column of water erupted in all directions, causing chaos in the Protoss Holy Land. Over time, the only stable place here has also fluctuated to varying degrees, and the situation has become more and more crisis.

The hideous face changed, and a red light burst out from the somewhat transparent eyes, shooting directly into the guardian's body: "You, listen now, open the defensive barrier here, and let the deity go out now." ”

As soon as the words fell, the guardian turned around as if he had heard some kind of disobedient order, and walked mechanically step by step. But halfway through, the footsteps forcibly stopped a little bit. There seemed to be some kind of glint in his eyes.

A tangled look appeared, and the guardian shook his head violently, swaying away the strange thought. Looking at it fixedly, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart: "What a bold man, he dares to be presumptuous in the Holy Land of the Protoss, do you think you can succeed so easily?"

(End of chapter)