"Can you tell me why you were able to see through my illusion? The illusion I set up can be hidden even if it is immortal, and you only have the Emperor now...... No, Fanyu Realm, how did you do that?" Yan Mo's voice was almost indiscible, and there was only a dry skin left in that heart, obviously it was only a few minutes, and the gap in this image was really big.

"Let's dance lightly!" For this old fellow in his previous life, death is to let him die more clearly.

Qingwu's small body appeared beside Huo Xinchen, and Yan Mo was silent for a moment, and finally sighed, "Yan Prison, Yan Prison, you really owe too much to Tianji, since you have a great revenge, don't let her down after you get back the origin, she has done too much for you, otherwise I won't let you go." ”

"Actually, you don't have any intention of devouring me, right?! Here you are the home field, even if it is a heavenly intelligence, you can't escape your awareness, what are you ......" Huo Xinchen hesitated and asked.

Yan Mo didn't speak for a long time, Huo Xinchen also thought that Yan Mo had passed away completely, but in the end, Yan Mo still made a sound, but he was weak as if he was about to pass away, old and weak, "I have also lived a lot of years, I am really tired of this life, I actually just want to be free, and to die in your hands is the best ending for me......"

Yan Mo's voice disappeared completely, and even the dry skin of the heart completely turned into countless gravel and merged into Yan Mo, and Yan Mo also became more and more intimate with Huo Xinchen because he did not have the existence of a machine spirit.

"Master, re-imprint the mark, this Yan Mo will no longer resist you to recognize the master!" said Qingwu.

Huo Xinchen nodded, condensed into his own mark and imprinted it in Yan Mo's core, the speed was staggering, but this Yan Mo couldn't wait to let himself be imprinted, this was much simpler than letting Yan Yijian recognize the master, and after a while, Yan Prison had been completely controlled by him, and Yan Mo's huge information and power also poured into his mind.

Today's Yan Mo is an eighth-order peak spiritual weapon, but because of the loss of the instrument spirit, the grade has also fallen to the eighth-order lower grade, and now he can only use part of Yan Mo's power, speaking of which, he is the only one who can make the eighth-order spirit weapon recognize the master so quickly, after all, Yan Mo is his natal spirit weapon in his previous life, even if he loses it, and he has not fused the origin, he is still inextricably linked with it.

"Qingwu, during this time, I will hand over the control of Yan Mo to you and protect the Dharma for me, as for how to deal with those few people, I will leave it to you to judge!" Huo Xinchen said and walked quickly towards the sleeping dragon, getting closer and closer to the dragon, Huo Xinchen felt that every cell of his body was carnival, and that kind of desire made him want to get it immediately.

Feeling Huo Xinchen's approach, the dragon's originally closed dragon pupils slowly opened, and the gray dragon pupils full of endless majesty were gradually exposed to Huo Xinchen's field of vision, as Huo Xinchen approached, the dragon pupils opened more and more, just when Huo Xinchen and the dragon were only one step away, the gray dragon's dragon pupils had all been opened.

Huo Xinchen looked at the dragon pupils the size of a lake, and his small figure was reflected in the dragon pupils.

"Come on, my origin, I have been sleeping for 10,000 years, and the dragon of death that has been sleeping for 10,000 years today will come to this world again!" Huo Xinchen opened his arms and laughed, and it was difficult to hide the excited emotions in the laughter.

And the gray dragon also seemed to feel Huo Xinchen's call, the dragon body that had been silent for ten thousand years finally moved at this moment, and the huge dragon roared out, flying towards the nine heavens, and then a gorgeous swoop The huge dragon body rushed straight down towards Huo Xinchen.

Huo Xinchen was startled, was this Nima planning to crush him to death? But under the powerful dragon power, Huo Xinchen couldn't dodge, he could only look at it with a desperate face, his heart was full of sorrow, he was the first unlucky ghost to let his origin be stoned to death!

But fortunately, this scene did not happen, the huge gray dragon poured directly into Huo Xinchen's body, and the huge body turned into countless rays of light to envelop Huo Xinchen, and then Huo Xinchen fell into that state of emptiness again, which was exactly the same as when Mochizuki fused with the origin of the Feng Clan, but this time Huo Xinchen was experienced, so it would be good to sleep.

But I don't know how long I will sleep this night, Mochizuki has slept for 20 years at the beginning, and the origin of the Feng clan does not have so many memories as the origin of Yan Prison, so the time for this fusion is definitely more than twenty years.

Qing Wu didn't panic when she looked at this change, after all, she had already watched the whole process of Mochizuki Huafeng, for her who was eager for knowledge, this Yan Mo was more attractive to her, but when she thought that it was Huafeng before, it was different from this Hualong, so Qingwu had to let go of the restlessness in her heart and observed the whole process.

The brilliance flickered for a long time before it gradually dimmed, and the brilliance dissipated, replaced by a gray dragon egg, which contained a terrifying coercion, and a new life was brewing in it.

This time Huo Xinchen is not so simple, just sleep, as soon as the origin drilled into his body, a tsunami-like memory wave poured into Huo Xinchen's mind, which made him almost think that his head was going to be blown up by this memory, at the moment when he was almost unconscious, Huo Xinchen appeared in his mind the figure of the Xuanling demigod, and the content of the spiritual technique of Shuang Reverse Qiankun clearly appeared in his mind.

Huo Xinchen trembled, and hurriedly started to run the double reverse Qiankun, sure enough, as soon as the double reverse Qiankun was running, the head was about to explode, and the general pain suddenly relaxed a lot, but the memory was still huge, if Huo Xinchen still had a body now, then his face must be distorted, but fortunately, Huo Xinchen's ability to bear pain was exercised before, although it was painful, but at least it was still at the critical point, and he could persevere.

And one day, above Yan Mo, two figures appeared out of thin air, a man and a woman, if the people of the Demon Palace or Xuanguang Holy Land were here, they would definitely be able to recognize these two people, these two people were Mingtian Rakshasa and Ye Ning'er, the Lord of Time.

"Since Tianji is so infatuated, why didn't you join my Demon Palace with him in the first place, if you had it, the position of the god king would have been in your pocket for a long time, and that battle would not have been so tragic. Mingtian Rakshasa looked at Yan Mo rolling under his feet, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

"The original matter, don't mention it, and this body is my sister Ye Ning'er's, I won't interfere with her plans, since she founded the Xuanguang Holy Land, then I naturally respect her plans, I will only guide her at the right time!"

"The great revenge of Yan Prison has been avenged, my original agreement with him has expired, and Yan Prison will definitely leave my Demon Palace after being resurrected, so why do you still want to cooperate with me?" Mingtian Rakshasa asked curiously looking at the Heavenly Machine Demigod.

The demigod of Tianji just smiled back, and did not answer, only to see her take out an iron tower, the iron tower flashed with brilliance, Xuan Yue appeared in the middle of the two with a confused face, Xuan Yue felt the terrifying power of the two, even if she wanted to pretend to be calm, she was still trembling.

And the Throne of Yaolin appeared behind the Tianji demigod, and the jade hand of the Tianji demigod pushed the seat of Yaolin, and the seat of Yaolin was submerged in Xuanyue's body.

"Take him away! he can take my sister's place for the time being, and it should be interesting to see you and me next time!" the demigod smiled mysteriously, and his figure gradually began to blur.

"Even the God King has not given me such a dangerous aura as you throughout the ages, Tianji! Abandoned several opportunities to ascend to the God King, you are really a strange woman for this man......" Mingtian Rakshasa sighed, grabbed Xuanyue with one hand and grabbed Yan Mo with the other hand, and the darkness directly crossed the void and was carried in his hand.

As soon as the Mingtian Rakshasa stepped forward, he also disappeared into this land of broken abysses, and the land of dead silence returned to calm again, as if the two of them had never appeared here.

And Huo Xinchen also began to read the memories of Yan Prison.

(End of chapter)