Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Great Tribulation is Coming

"Teacher, I was almost strangled to death by that monster, just for this marble?"

Emperor Qiyao stood on the shore and looked at the red bead in his hand, but he couldn't see any clues, and suddenly muttered with a frustrated face.

"Stinky boy, what marbles, this is the Soul Eater Bead. “

The emperor scolded with a smile.

"What's the use of the Soul Eater Orb?"

Emperor Qiyao's eyes lit up.

"It's not very useful, it's just to keep me alive for a few more years, old man. “

In the green copper space, a touch of self-deprecation appeared at the corner of the emperor's mouth.

"Great, teacher, tell me where else can I find this Soul Devouring Bead?" Hearing that he could help the emperor renew his life, Emperor Qiyao suddenly jumped up with joy.

In the green copper space, the emperor smiled faintly and was about to speak, but suddenly seemed to sense something, and shouted.

"Get out of here. “

Emperor Qiyao was stunned at first, and then quickly reacted, but he didn't move yet.

"Woo..."

A cold mist came silently, engulfing Emperor Qiyao's figure in an instant, and he only felt that his vision in front of him was dark, everything became extremely blurry, and his body was unable to move.

"Teacher, teacher..."

I shouted a few times in my heart, but I didn't get any response. At this time, Emperor Qiyao was really panicked, this fog came too strangely, and even cut off the spiritual connection between him and the emperor.

The smoke was everywhere, and the farthest distance that could be seen clearly in his field of vision, less than half a foot, Di Qiyao felt that he was in boundless darkness, and he could only stand in place, but he couldn't move a bit.

"Could it be that the movement just now alarmed a terrifying existence in the sea of flowers on the other side?!"

Since entering this desolate secret realm, he has encountered a lot of demonic things along the way, but Emperor Qiyao has never been so panicked at the moment, because of the existence of the emperor in the past, he helped him see through all the falsehood, so that he has never really felt the threat of death in this desolate forest.

And now, he needs to rely on the cultivation of the three realms of Tianxuan Martial Star to face the unknown existence hidden in the depths of the mist alone, and this is the breathtaking sea of flowers on the other side, any demonic thing can happen, Emperor Qiyao only felt cold.

Suddenly, in the cold mist around him, a powerful force suddenly came, wrapping around Emperor Qiyao's waist, pulling him and walking towards the depths of the sea of flowers on the other side.

Emperor Qiyao wanted to resist the traction of this force, but found that he couldn't exert a little force in his body, no matter how he summoned it, the star power in his body and the Qiyao Emperor Yi were silent like emperors, without the slightest wave, at this moment he could only let that force pull and walk towards the depths of the mist.

The deeper he went, the more viscous the mist that filled the air, sticking to his skin like a paste, and penetrating into his body little by little, his consciousness gradually blurred.

This feeling was extremely dangerous, and Emperor Qiyao tried his best to keep his eyes open and not let himself fall asleep. Time kept passing, and I don't know how long it was, being pulled by the force in the mist, Emperor Qiyao didn't know how far he had walked, and he didn't know where he was now, whether it was the depths or the edge of the sea of flowers on the other side.

Suddenly, that force vanished, and the surrounding fog quickly dissipated.

Emperor Qiyao stood still, the mist on his body quickly evaporated, and his consciousness slowly recovered.

"What is this place?"

Emperor Qiyao looked around, and in front of him, several ancient vines like a dragon winding and entrenched were staggered, and they were full of delicate flowers on the other side, like blood and fire!

And under the ancient vines and covered by the sea of flowers, there is a golden wheel, half an inch into the ground, and some ancient runes are engraved on the surface of the golden wheel.

At this time, Emperor Qiyao had already resumed his actions, stepped forward and took two steps, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, and at the bottom of the golden wheel, he saw a trace of black lines, like demonic tentacles, evil and cold, slightly wriggling, constantly eroding towards the golden wheel.

"Did you bring me here?" Di Qiyao said softly as he stared at the Golden Wheel.

Buzzing.

And when Emperor Qiyao's voice fell, a light sound sounded from the golden wheel, and then in the midst of the golden light, a vague figure appeared faintly on the surface of the golden road, and it was not real.

Then, a voice so old that it made people's hearts be infected, sounded hoarsely.

"Hehe, little friend, let's meet again!"

Hearing this, the corners of Emperor Qiyao's eyes couldn't help but beat rapidly, and he said loudly.

"Don't blame the seniors, the kid can't remember when we met."

"Hehe, do you remember the cycle of life and death?"

The figure on the golden wheel smiled slightly.

"What? You're the senior?"

Emperor Qiyao's memory went back to his previous life.

At that time, Emperor Qiyao cultivated martial arts for five years, and never became a star warrior, his father Emperor Chen took him to visit Xuanwu Town within a radius of more than 100 miles, and never found a solution.

Emperor Qiyao couldn't remember what that master looked like, but there were only three people in the world who knew about it, himself, his father Di Chen, and that master.

At this moment, the figure on the golden wheel actually knew about it, and the master he met by chance must be him, but looking at the golden wheel again, Emperor Qiyao bowed slightly, but it was a little difficult to speak.

"It turned out to be a senior, but why would a senior..."

"You want to ask why I ended up in this field?"

The old man said what Emperor Qiyao wanted to ask very freely.

"Hehe, in fact, the old man has been like this for thousands of years, and the me you saw at that time was just a wisp of my divine consciousness. ”

"Wanzai?"

Emperor Qiyao was shocked.

"Well, I'm the instrument spirit of this round of treasure..."

The old man's voice came faintly, but before he finished speaking, the mutation was reborn.

"Boom!"

The black light at the bottom of the golden wheel was sheng, and the ground where Emperor Qiyao was standing trembled, and the black lines were even more like living creatures, twisting wildly, trying to crawl out of the ground.

I don't know what it is, but what kind of good thing can I make that senior suppress it for thousands of years?

As soon as he thought of this, Emperor Qiyao shouted at the figure on the golden wheel:

"Senpai!"

"Don't panic, this evil thing can't completely break the seal yet. ”

As the old man's words fell, a golden light appeared on the golden wheel, and through the golden light, Emperor Qiyao vaguely saw that the ancient runes on the golden wheel seemed to be resurrected, and suppressed the evil things that were surging wildly below.

"Hehe, Golden Wheel! Your lord is dead, why should you hold on, it is better to throw yourself into my realm and share the prosperity!"

And just as the evil creature was about to be suppressed and returned, an extremely eerie and evil laugh came from the ground.

"Humph!"

There was a low cold snort from the Golden Wheel, and then the speed of the rune wandered a few points faster, and a moment later, the evil thing was completely suppressed, and the earth was calm again.

"Senior, what kind of evil thing is that?"

Emperor Qiyao slowly exhaled a breath, and then asked out loud.

"You'll know when the time comes!"

The old man was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"What I can tell you is that ten thousand years ago, before my lord left, he explained to me, and if he meets a martial artist of the innate twelve veins in the future, I wish him a helping hand. “

"So, I was able to be reincarnated in one life because my predecessors gave me creation?

Emperor Qiyao asked in a trembling voice.

"Huh!"

The old man on the golden wheel smiled slightly, and admitted it, and said with a slight sigh:

"It is because my Lord has left a word for me to tell you to your face. “

"Oh, senior, please. “

Emperor Qiyao's heart moved, and he bowed slightly.

"The catastrophe is coming, hurry up and become stronger. “