If you don't forget, there will be an echo. What you sow, what you reap. Because of Muyang's unbearable heart, and the part that he has always missed Feiling, he can't bear to leave that group of little guys alone and put them in the holy vessel.

And the holy weapon of the Holy Domain has long been refined in Mu Yang's hands for a long time. What is the purpose of refining? to remove its original wildness, and then to make the aura in the holy artifact more refined, or softer.

Therefore, when the physique of the new human enters the independent space of the holy weapon, the aura of heaven and earth is relatively gentle. Under such warmth and nourishment, the breath in the little guys' bodies is also extremely pure, and even there will only be positive energy.

Those who are born of the holy vessel are called the Son. It doesn't matter if there are twists and turns in the middle, whether the holy weapon has been polluted by a strange breath or not. At least get through the most dangerous stage safe and sound, and be blessed by misfortune.

In the small world inside the sacristy, many little ones have different encounters. The level of their cultivation also varies. This is because, even if they are new humans, their qualifications are not equal. It's normal to have highs and lows.

At the most critical moment, the Holy Sons who had successfully cultivated felt the breath of the Holy Lord, so they appeared at the most critical time. This is when Muyang is most confused, embattled, what should he take care of?

Neatly arranged in front of Muyang, in addition to his surprise, he also had joy that he couldn't hide. For so many years, in order to repair the plane without disturbing ordinary people, he has not been in contact with normal humans for a long time.

When he was confused, entangled, and troubled, the appearance of the Holy Sons seemed to open a gap for Muyang. And their breath is very compatible with Muyang. As long as you feel it carefully, you can understand what each other is thinking.

For the respect of the holy sons, Mu Yang was a little weak in his heart. Because when it was decided to send them into the holy artifact, it was purely for convenience, and I didn't even want them to continue to bother with themselves, but I didn't expect it to be like this in the end.

"Are you those tangled little guys?" Mu Yang swept over them, and the time of those days came to mind again. At first, I thought it was troublesome, but now that I think about it, the corners of my mouth can't help but rise, which is also a kind of fun.

Soon, Muyang discovered a problem. There were so many little ones around him before, and why are there only a few of them left? Since there is no hiding from each other, there is no need to hide them, they are straightforward.

Half-kneeling on the ground, everyone looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths raised a smile similar to Mu Yang's: "Hehe...... Holy Lord, I know what you are thinking, in fact, it is very logical, don't you understand?"

Refining in the Hallows, the little ones get the best supplies. Cultivation is different. In the end, there were only twelve who succeeded, so they were called the Twelve Holy Sons. The others were just ordinary cultivators.

When he raised his hand, a white light appeared on his palm. This white light seems to be the origin of each Holy Son, and it is different: "The Hallows can be divided into different independent spaces, so now we are fused with the Hallows and can be freely controlled. ”

His eyes lit up, and Mu Yang felt very shocked, this surprise was really wave after wave, and it was endless. To say the greatest help, in this state of chaos, the Twelve Sons are the most timely existence.

"Haha...... Okay, okay, I don't want to deceive you. Originally, it was an unintentional move, but I didn't expect it to be you. But since you're willing to come with me, that's a great thing, thank you. ”

Arching his hand, the Twelve Holy Sons said very respectfully: "Holy Lord, it is you who have brought us to such a realm, and it is we who should say thank you." "The two sides agreed, and there was no strange feeling, and that's why it went well.

On the other side, Ruan Linlin has been guarding Muyang, and Muyang, who is sleeping, has a smile on the corner of his mouth from time to time, but sometimes frowns, what is going on? Even Linlin, who knows him best, is a little confused.

"Brother Muyang, Brother Muyang, wake up, wake up. A voice came into Mu Yang's divine consciousness, and I saw him slowly open his eyes and return to the common divine consciousness space, and his previous worries were swept away.

"Girl, I seem to have an unexpected gain this time. I don't know how much power it is, but at least it can be our biggest help for now. The excitement in his eyes cannot be hidden.

As soon as his mind moved, Muyang's consciousness flashed and he returned to the real world. The flame qi here is still so strong, he rejected the fire source ice crystal, and put the Divine Heavenly Halberd back into the Protoss, and now Muyang can only rely on his own Protoss qi.

Raised his hand and flipped it, there was an extra cluster of light on the palm. Mu Yang smiled, it turned out that it was not a dream, and the Twelve Holy Sons did exist. Now that the cultivation has been successful, shouldn't the power of the holy weapon also come back?

The seal of the hands changed, and the mind turned. With a grip on his right hand, the holy artifact quickly flew back into his hand. But the current Sanctuary Sacred Artifact is just an ordinary glass ball, and there is not the slightest aura inside it.

"You little guys, no wonder you're so tough. It turns out that you have absorbed all the aura, so what is the use of this holy weapon?" Shaking his head helplessly, Mu Yang couldn't cry or laugh a little, he really didn't spare his hand.

At this time, a voice came from Mu Yang's divine sense: "Holy Lord, from now on, you will be guarded by our twelve holy sons, why do you need any holy weapons? ”

The white light flashed, and the twelve holy sons appeared in front of Mu Yang. Each of them is extremely handsome, and their whole body is haunted by layers of energy fluctuations. Mu Yang looked at them deeply, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Because of the Twelve Holy Sons, Muyang rekindled hope. Even if he didn't have any other strength, he had to hurry up if he wanted to refine this place of the Supreme Sun to its most primitive state with the spirit of the Protoss alone.

"Well, since you are so confident, there is the first thing that needs your help right now. Mu Yang said lightly. The Twelve Holy Sons arched their hands: "Holy Lord, please do whatever you ask, we will do our best." ”

Raising his hand, Mu Yang didn't think so: "Do your best, don't be so serious." I just need you to try it to see if it can match my Protoss Qi. You need to help me hold the gap in the four directions. ”

Heaven and earth are turbulent, and even time and space are unstable. So no matter what the situation, Muyang must ensure that nothing goes wrong. The Twelve Sons could form a defensive array and completely seal off this place.

"We will understand when the Holy Lord wants it to start, and we will be at your disposal at any time. "Everything is ready, Muyang is full of confidence, and sure enough, everything will be arranged. No matter how turbulent the Lord is, things will always turn around.

Standing up, Muyang nodded. His eyes closed slightly, then opened suddenly, and a ray of essence shot out. The aura of the Protoss in the whole body surged: "Okay, then without further ado, let's start now, the space is opened!"

(End of chapter)