Chapter 778: Yan Mo's Calculation

The corners of Huo Xinchen's mouth curled, "How long can you trap them?"

"If they don't use other means, they can be trapped to death, but they have a person who has the breath of the ancient void like a shuttle mirror in their hands, I'm afraid that they will be forced to summon a powerful existence, if I am the master you are at the peak of the state, I am not afraid, but now I alone can't compete with it. Yan Mo spoke.

"Let's make an illusion to confuse them first! You should know this, right?" Huo Xinchen said.

"Okay!" Yan Mo said, and then he was silent for a while, and soon after, Huo Xinchen's feet suddenly fell into the air, and the whole person fell out of thin air, Huo Xinchen was startled, and wanted to fly to stabilize his body, but this place seemed to have strong rules and restrictions, and he couldn't fly at all, so he could only fall vertically.

There seems to be a bottomless pit underneath, surrounded by countless blood-colored gravel falling like a waterfall, which looks like a waterfall formed by blood, giving people a strange and terrifying feeling.

I don't know how long it lasted, Huo Xinchen only felt that his body was light, and the next moment, he had come to a strange space.

In the middle of this space, there was a huge heart that was pulsating, and there were countless bones piled up around the heart, and the essence in the bones was swallowed by this heart, and on the other side, Huo Xinchen saw the purpose of his visit.

Not far from this heart, a huge gray dragon hovered over, and the gray dragon was filled with gray mist, which came out of a completely stagnant state, with a dead breath.

Feeling the mysterious aura of this sleeping dragon makes people feel a sense of horror.

The dragon was not an entity, and upon closer inspection, it was revealed that it was just a gathering of energy bodies, but it was too condensed, so it looked like a real entity.

"This is my origin?" Huo Xinchen pinched his chin and said in contemplation.

Huo Xinchen felt a little weird, it stands to reason that the origin was in front of him, his reaction would not be so bland, and now he was a little bland, and the dragon in front of him only looked more domineering and gave him a sense of familiarity in appearance, far from reaching the excitement he imagined.

And at this moment, Qingwu sat on Huo Xinchen's shoulder, her lips squirmed slightly, and whispered in Huo Xinchen's ear for a while.

"What's going on with this heart?" Huo Xinchen pointed to the heart in the sea of corpse blood.

"Oh, my lord, that's my core, as for the principle, as long as you fuse the origin, you'll know it!" Yan Mo's tone was a little impatient.

"Oh, then as you wish, I will take you to reappear in the world again, and you will stand on the stage of this world again with me Huo Xinchen!" Huo Xinchen laughed loudly, slowly walked to the sleeping dragon, and stretched out his right hand to touch the dragon's head.

"Yes, my lord, my 10,000-year-old wish is about to come true!" Yan Mo's voice trembled with excitement.

The corners of Huo Xinchen's mouth suddenly showed a strange smile, the hand that originally touched the dragon head slammed, the space ring in his hand flashed, and the Yan Yi sword was held by him in an instant, Huo Xinchen did not hesitate to insert the desolate sword into the huge dragon head, the dragon head was not as hard as imagined, but as if piercing into the flesh and blood, the Yan Yi sword was all submerged into the dragon head, and the monstrous flames rolled up from the Yan Yi sword, from the dragon head as the center, swept to the whole body.

"Ahh

Next, I saw that the huge dragon twisted, and instead of it, the heart stretched out countless blood-colored tentacles, and the place where the heart was originally located became the huge gray dragon, and the breath on the dragon's body could no longer be concealed, and it exploded, and an aura of killing, brutality, and all the 'evil' in the world emanated from this gray dragon.

And this time, every cell in Huo Xinchen's body was excited, and his mood suddenly became excited, yes, this feeling is the most correct.

Huo Xinchen looked at the huge heart with the Yan Yi Sword and burning with raging fire and said, "I always thought that selfish desires were only possessed by humans, but I didn't expect that a machine spirit would actually want to calculate his own master!"

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it! I have served you for tens of thousands of years, and you fell and left me here, I have spent tens of thousands of years in this dead and silent land of broken abyss, I am wise, no one has spoken for ten thousand years, I am about to go crazy, and you damn bastard, even if you die, you have set up a defense, so that I will not be able to recognize the Lord and others, let me become your eternal servant, and stay in this broken abyss!" Yan Mo's voice gradually weakened, and it was obvious that Yan Yijian had caused fatal damage to it.

After all, this place is the interior of Yan Mo, and this core is also the most vulnerable place, plus Huo Xinchen's soul is connected to Yan Mo, so he can give it this fatal damage so easily.

"So you plan to use the illusion to confuse me, if I don't realize it, then you can take me away the moment I refine your core, and then merge my origin, when the time comes, you and I will be reversed, you will become me, and I will become the instrument spirit of this Yan Desert, eternal life and eternity for you to send!" Huo Xinchen's eyes flashed with a clear light, and his tone was cold without a trace of color.

"Yes, people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, but you deserve to be you! My only bet actually failed, but I also won, I can finally be freed, and I don't have to experience this boring time for 10,000 years, and if you lose me, this Yan Mo will be greatly injured, and he will pit you when he is dying, cool!" Yan Mo's voice became softer and softer, and his originally full heart also dried up, and the surface was like a cracked earth.

"Actually, if you have any grievances, you can tell me, I'm still very good at talking, what you say to me, I can give you a body and set you free, how can it become like this?!" The cold color in Huo Xinchen's eyes disappeared, replaced by endless sadness.

In his previous life, he was really miserable, he was disgusted by his clan, calculated, and ended his life, but in the end, he even had to calculate his natal magic weapon and wanted to replace him.

"Haha, Yan Prison, are you joking?, you are just a selfish guy, for the sake of revenge for yourself......" Yan Mo's resentful voice sounded, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Huo Xinchen.

"That was before, I'm not Yan Jian now, it's Huo Xinchen, everything that happened before has nothing to do with me, but after you are an example, I won't let my spirit weapon have a machine spirit in the future!" Huo Xinchen sighed with emotion, although the spirit weapon without the machine spirit would be weaker, but because of Yan Mo's matter, he left a shadow in his heart.

(End of chapter)