Chapter 180: Stay

Mu Xiaoyu's explanation is very in place, listening to her say this, this mural seems to be alive, and the incomparably vivid image appears in everyone's minds.

Isn't that lake the same one outside the cave when they came in, and aren't the crystal clear gems on those murals also the inner pills of high-level demon beasts?

All of this on the mural is so consistent with the place where Ye Luo and they are now.

Could it be that this is the passage to another world in the mural?

Things have developed to this point, Qi Lao can't stay in Ye Luo's body anymore, and he doesn't care what kind of eyes Mu Xiaoyu will look at him, he flew out of Ye Luo's body directly.

Then he looked at the murals on the entire stone wall in the order that Mu Xiaoyu had just arranged, and an answer vaguely appeared in his heart.

Maybe this answer is the secret that the Netherworld Temple, even Ye Kai, and even the eight Desolate Heaven Emperors have been keeping.

"Ye Luo. ”

Qi Lao called Ye Luo's name in a trembling voice.

Ye Luo hadn't seen Qi Lao so out of shape for a long time, he didn't know what made Qi Lao lose his mind so much, he answered and stepped forward.

Xuan Yue has followed Qi Lao for so many years and has never seen Qi Lao so out of shape, what else can make this powerful old man so out of shape in this world?

"If you can get out, you'll probably be able to see your people. Be prepared though, they may be used to turn on a device. ”

Qi Lao stood trembling in place, his heart now blank from his own speculation.

Ye Luo had been running back and forth for so long just to find his people, and now he suddenly heard the news about them, Ye Luo was also shocked and petrified in place.

What is it that requires the Nether Temple to capture so many people, could it be that the people of the Nether Temple are just trying to reopen the path to another world on the mural?

Even if Qi Lao no longer explains, the people in the entire gravel beach have already thought of that mural.

I have to say that the ambitions of the Netherworld Temple are really not small, such a world is completely unable to satisfy them, and they even have the idea of going to another world.

Outside the cave.

The sky had begun to light up in the desert autumn, and the ugly ghosts in the camp had found a note left by Ye Luo, which told them not to act rashly.

The mutation of the lake has caused the entire desert autumn to panic, and this is definitely no longer a place to stay for long.

But the ugly ghost Lai and the others couldn't perfectly convince themselves to let go of Ye Luo and Xuan Yue, and left without regard and retreated to Qiankun Valley.

"I will never leave my idol behind. ”

Mu Anan was the first pervert, what are you kidding, he was able to walk out of that small place in Tianluo City step by step to the present point This is all the credit of Ye Luo, if there is no Ye Luo, Mu Anan firmly believes that he can only hide in a small incense sect for the rest of his life.

Moreover, Chen Jie escorted the elves to Qinghua City in advance, maybe he would also come to the Desert Autumn to join Mu Annan and them, if they evacuated the Desert Autumn now, what if Chen Jie and the others came?

Of course not!

"My eldest brother also went into that cave, and I had to stay, so I had to stay. ”

Lin Haoran frowned, he was the second pervert, he woke up early in the morning and saw several of his brothers and sisters coming to him to tell him about his eldest brother Lin Zheng.

Lin Zheng, as the head of the five brothers, resolutely pushed away his other brothers and sisters and voluntarily joined the team of the five holy clans who went to the cave to explore the cave that day, which could be regarded as a kind of protection for his younger brothers and sisters.

But the actual situation is really not optimistic.

More and more people were infected with that terrible virus and turned into a monster with a hideous face, and the desert autumn turned into the autumn of death in an instant.

Many teams scrambled to get out of this ghost place, but two teams stayed stubbornly.

One team is the people of the Nether Temple.

The other team is Mu Annan and them.

Chen Jie successfully sent the little elf that Ye Luo asked him to escort to the medicine pool in Tsinghua City to Tsinghua City.

After reading Ye Luo's handwritten letter, Yao Wujiang roughly understood the current situation, and he also let the elf into the medicine pool very happily.

At the bottom of the medicine pool, the lonely old figure felt the same blood as himself, and then he burst into tears for a while.

For many years, he inhabited this pool, lonely for hundreds of years, and finally saw a descendant of his own.

"Grandpa, who are you? Are you my grandfather?"

The elf sat innocently on the edge of the medicine pool, and put his two little feet in the pool and kicked a small splash from time to time.

The lonely old figure in the medicine pool floated out of the water and gave the elf a big hug, even if the lonely old figure in the medicine pool could not give the elf a real hug, but this could at least answer the elf's question.

Such a hugging elf certainly knows that this floating dying soul body is his only relatives in this world.

Her chubby little face also scratched a few drops of hot water.

The grandfather and grandson had been in the medicine pool for two hours.

In these two hours, the lonely old man gave the elf a rough explanation of the origin of his identity.

It turned out that this soul body hidden at the bottom of the medicine pool was also one of the Eight Desolate Heavenly Emperors.

Back then, the eight of them wanted to work together to reopen the cracks between heaven and earth and go to that legendary higher-level world to cultivate.

Only by going to that world could they be able to break through to the realm of Emperor Wu.

Unexpectedly, at the last step, there was a traitor among the eight of them, one of the Desolate Heaven Emperor suddenly withdrew his Yuan Power in the process of casting spells, he was the weakest of the eight Desolate Heaven Emperors, he was afraid that after they passed, other people would besiege him, for his own selfish interests, he suspended that operation.

As a result of that operation, among the eight Desolate Heaven Emperors, except for the traitor who survived, only the remaining seven Desolate Heaven Emperors were hidden at the bottom of the medicine pool, and the remnant soul of the Desolate Heaven Emperor who was the highest in the martial arts realm at that time remained.

But what if the remnants are preserved?

That backlash was too serious, if he hadn't found such a unique medicine pool, the Desolate Emperor in the medicine pool would have disappeared between heaven and earth a long time ago, and after so many years, he didn't know what happened to the traitor and the remnant soul of another Desolate Emperor.

After all, those past events are in the past, and what the remnant soul in the medicine pool wants to do now is to pass on the martial arts power that is still retained in his soul to his descendants.

It was originally difficult for the elven clan to be able to cultivate these martial arts scrolls, and only the elves with the bloodline of the Desolate Heaven Emperor could open up their own veins to practice martial arts.

The elf knew that if this grandfather taught her all his life's martial arts, this grandfather would definitely disappear from this world immediately.

"Grandpa, I don't, I don't want those kung fu, I just want you to be by Nizi's side. The elf cried sadly, she didn't want any martial arts, even if she was the first in the world, what could she do, all she wanted was to be able to have a loved one who could always be by her side.

"Silly Nizi, grandpa won't live long even if he doesn't pass on his lifelong martial arts realm to you today, you are the last elf in the elf clan with the blood of the Emperor of the Wild Heaven, you must learn to grow up and be strong, you are the last hope of the elf clan. ”

The Emperor of the Desolate Heaven in the medicine pool said earnestly, he didn't want to find a quiet place to grow up with this child, but he couldn't do it, the length of his life could only go here, the only thing he could do was to leave her strength and teach her to take on the heavy responsibility of the elf race.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, it is cruel to ask a small child to take on the responsibilities of an adult.

But the world is so cruel sometimes.

It frantically robs people of joy and gives people suffering, the strong people live, and the cowardly people fall into the abyss of humility and selfishness.

After a period of farewell, the Emperor of the Wasteland began the steps of his own conduction.

The elf lay quietly on the marble as if he was asleep, and the Emperor of the Wasteland gently touched the elf's forehead with his finger, and then a stream of cyan energy flowed down his fingertips into the elf's body.

The soul of the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven gradually faded in a touch of morning glow, and finally turned into quicksand, disappearing into the sky with the wind.

As he left, he left this sentence in the elf's mind.

"Child, you must remember that you must be strong, brave, and kind at all times, be an upright elf, and use your abilities to protect those who are deep in the water and fire!"

Yao Wujiang slowly pushed open the door of the backyard, he always knew that there was a great soul living in his palace, and he also knew that the mission of this soul would be completely over when this little girl arrived today, he walked lightly to the elf's side and picked her up, Yao Wujiang could still see the traces of tears on the elf's face, he knew that this child needed to sleep well.

After a while, they will set off for the desert autumn, the elf is for its mission, and the medicine is for its conscience.

If the monsters of Desert Autumn flood into the extraterritorial continent, they will one day flood to the Cloud Desolate Continent and even his Qinghua City.

Yao Wujiang just suddenly felt that maybe he should be like Ye Luo, live more for others and increase the value of his life.

So, in the early morning of the next day, Yao Wujiang packed his bags, took care of the size of Tsinghua City, and then went to the depths of the desert with the elves and Chen Jie.

In the three passages of the cave.