Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Last Disciple!

"I'm no match for you!"

After the drastic change in his face, the arrogance between Mo Shenji's eyebrows finally subsided, and his eyes changed instantly when he looked at Zhu Qingcang.

"I know. ”

Zhu Qingcang chuckled and nodded as a matter of course, not surprised.

"But I'm still willing to give it a try, and then I'll fight with all my strength with what I've learned, you have to be careful!"

Mo Shenji took a deep breath, turned his right hand and flipped it, and a black compass appeared, with Sinan rotating and the guide facing north, and vague fluctuations continued to diffuse, enveloping the entire Prince's Mansion.

"No!"

Zhu Qingcang waved his hand, how could he let the Mo Shenji fight here?

Buzzing and trembling a few times, Zhu Qingcang waved his big hand, and thousands of drops of water flew out, filling the void, constantly distorting and changing, and finally forming a realm again, encompassing the world.

Wow!

Tens of thousands of people were in an uproar, shocked, this Zhu Qingcang actually has the strength to form a realm of his own and shatter the void? Isn't that a magical power that only exists in the Nirvana realm? How could it be...

"No, that's his innate way, which can open up a small world, but it won't last!"

Someone saw the details, pointed.

At this time, everyone was even more surprised, what kind of innate will it was! It could be so terrifying, according to the supernatural power that opened up the world, and the peak of the Heavenly Realm was to completely grasp the innate will, who in the world could compete with it?

"The innate way is really powerful, I must have completely controlled it, refining and achieving the source of the natal life, I don't know what the essence will be?"

Mo Shenji's tone was solemn, and his eyes were even more complicated, and he received a strong blow.

The source of life is the best symbol after cultivating the gods!

The attribute becomes the source, turned into the natal attribute, can be refined into a divine sword, can be fused into a killing array, can be realized into a realm, is one of the most powerful killing moves on the way to cultivation!

And the source of the natal is to refine the will of the martial arts, integrate it into the spirit, master it perfectly, and achieve the source of the natal life, and there will be an opportunity to cross the catastrophe of the natal martial arts in the future.

For example, the small sword that Yan Long spat out before was a kind of flame will that he comprehended, which was condensed by him after he thoroughly refined it into the source of his life.

"It depends on whether you have the qualifications or not. ”

Zhu Qingcang smiled lightly, stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was calm, the corners of his mouth were slightly lifted, and he looked like he didn't care about anything.

"It's such a big breath, I don't believe I can't do anything about you!"

The prodigy shouted indignantly, because he was almost suppressed by Zhu Qingcang before, which made him very aggrieved at a young age and wanted revenge.

The prodigy's forehead is shining, and there are divine patterns emerging, which is the seal of the god king of freedom, he really used all his strength this time, a ray of light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, and the long rainbow ran through the eight wildernesses of the void like a long rainbow, and the two phases of Wuji were intertwined, the phantom of the dragon and phoenix flew in the void, and the light of the Buddha soared up, hazy and majestic, brilliant and colorful!

Bang!

The prodigy's hands slapped the space, and he opened his voice lightly, and his flesh hands had divine power erupting, rippling, encompassing the universe, and countless visions appeared, blessing him and protecting his body, he seemed to be incarnated as a child of light, shining brightly, refracting thousands of miles of void, and stinging people's eyes.

The ink god machine also started, and the non-offensive comprehension was opened, and a galaxy flew out upside down, covering Zhu Qingcang, and the aura of desolation and simplicity swept away, and the ancient desolation was pervasive, making people feel that the future was boundless, and their hearts were desolate, decadent and old.

The compass flew up, shooting out hundreds of millions of rays in the center of the galaxy, and every star wanted to connect, producing incredible changes, rumbling explosions, rushing out of the flood storm, even the starry sky was scattered and shattered, breaking out of great destruction fluctuations, with a tendency to destroy the universe!

Buzz!

At the same time, the ink god machine drank violently, and his whole mind was tense, and every pore had a light shooting out, which was brownish and purple, converging and changing in the void, forming a vast array, with a huge extraterrestrial meteorite tumbling inside, filled with a heavy aura, and the sky was crushed.

All kinds of shocking attacks were slaughtered towards Zhu Qingcang, and in an instant, the vision filled the void, and the fluctuations were terrifying, and they could almost destroy the void for thousands of miles, and it was not something that the powerhouses of the Tongtian Realm could resist at all.

"This, is this still the power that can burst out of the strength of the Heavenly Realm? ”

"Their true realm has long surpassed Tongtian, and even Tongshen, and they are still in Tongtian Realm, but it is just for precipitation, planning, so that they are willing to advance to Tongshen after their cultivation reaches the most perfect!"

"This kind of heritage is enough to throw off hundreds of millions of miles from us, and it is unattainable!"

......

"Since you sincerely want to see the source of my life, then I will satisfy you. ”

Zhu Qingcang laughed heartily, and then his eyebrows glowed, where was it cracked, and a purple spirit flew out, sitting cross-legged above his head, holding the Dharma seal in his hand, and a small grass appeared in his palm...

Buzz! Buzz!

The little grass slowly flew up, its body rotated slightly, and it was filled with too much clear water and mist, and the void in all directions continued to tremble, twist, and then cracked, rushing out of the delicate grass, overgrown with the void and infinite, everywhere.

Each grass is very fresh and tender, with water droplets dripping out, which can refract the world, can deduce reincarnation, one grass and one world, one flower and one Bodhi.

The whole space was shrouded in a Hongmeng atmosphere, and everyone was hopeful, with infinite fighting spirit burning, determined to make a big deed, and the name moved for nine days!

"This, this is Hongmeng's will? Ancient Will?"

A genius reached out his palm to catch a drop of energetic water and muttered to himself.

"How could it be..."

Stunned, those who are guessing what kind of innate will Zhu Qingcang is are stupid, this time there is no need to guess, everything is recovering, the heart is bustling, everything is my life, and the great will of all living beings is indeed the ancient Hongmeng will vaguely recorded in the rumors.

"Hongmeng. ”

Mo Shenji looked up, his face was dull, and he muttered to himself: "You... Who the hell is it?"

"This, this, this, this..."

The prodigy stepped back, looking at the gods and Buddhas beside him who were constantly dissipating and shattering, he couldn't believe everything in front of him, his eyes were terrified, and he didn't have the slightest sharpness.

"How could it be. ”

The prodigy closed his eyes in pain, he was scared for the first time when he was young, there was actually someone who was also an innate body, and it was also a Hongmeng will that was several times stronger than him.

This is not true. ”

The prodigy struggled in his heart, shaking his head desperately, trying to put aside this thought, but found that he could only make himself more miserable.

"Mo Shenji, haven't you surrendered until now?"

Zhu Qingcang was wrapped in a group of fangs, his breath was clear, and there was a cyan halo condensed on the top of his head, which made him look particularly mysterious, like a person from the other side, and his divine might rumbled.

"Who the hell are you? Can you tell me?"

Mo Shenji looked at Zhu Qingcang with burning eyes, and said sincerely: "I can sense in the dark that you have a great relationship with my ancestors. ”

"You really want to know?"

Zhu Qingcang's tone was teasing and joking.

"Please let me know!"

The ink god machine is handed over.

"I'm his last disciple!"

Zhu Qingcang smiled with a smile on his face.

"Ahh

Mo Shenji could no longer remain calm, his hands were sealed, and the inky black aura burst out from his hands, forming an enchantment, enveloping him and Zhu Qingcang in, isolating everything from outsiders.

"Ancestor, how is it now?"

Mo Shenji staggered, came to Zhu Qingcang's side excitedly, and asked on his knees.

"Teacher, he's waiting for you. ”

Zhu Qingcang's tone was quiet, full of sadness, and said: "Go, after entering the monument, the teacher will tell you everything, and your future trajectory will also turn around at that moment. ”

"Ancestor......"

Mo Shenji knelt on the ground with his hands, his expression was gloomy, and a drop of blood and tears couldn't help but drip down.

"Ahem..."

Zhu Qingcang coughed lightly, his face quickly turned pale, his breath withered in a straight line, and he kept retreating backwards, Hongmeng's will dissipated, his body swayed, and he wanted to fall down at any time.

"Senpai, you..."

Mo Shenji was startled, and hurriedly walked over to support Zhu Qingcang.

"I can't do it anymore, forcibly reversing my life to exert my innate will is too big a backlash for me, maybe I won't be able to heal and recover after this time, the future is confused, I just hope you can kill me with your own hands..."

Zhu Qingcang fell on the body of the ink god machine, and said intermittently.

"No, how is it possible, how can there be such a great backlash power? senior, you will be fine, I will take you back to the Mo family for healing..."

"You don't understand!"

Zhu Qingcang grabbed Mo Shenji's arm and said angrily: "This is my life, and it is also your life, and the mandate of heaven cannot be violated!"

"The teacher has been preparing for this day for more than 10,000 years, if you deviate from the trajectory, there will be an unpredictable catastrophe and destruction in the future, do you want to be a sinner?"

"Senpai, I..."

Mo Shenji panicked, completely unaware of what the future would be.

"It's not my body, but he has to die, or else the matter will be revealed, and the consequences will be unpredictable, so you'll have to do it yourself, understand?"

"Zhu Qingcang" said.

"Sure enough, I'll just say, how can a mere prince be so powerful and not be known by others, but does it really matter to you, senior?"

Mo Shenji breathed a sigh of relief.

"In a thousand years, I will have my own way of recovery, and then I will come to you. ”

"Xiao Lun, better than you..."

Zhu Qingcang's tone became weaker and weaker, as soon as the word "win you" was finished, the voice echoed in the air before it dispersed, and the last breath of "Zhu Qingcang" all dissipated, leaving only the original Zhu Qingcang's true breath, which was very weak, and the ink god machine could lose thousands of eyes in seconds.

"W-where is this? Did I win?"

Zhu Qingcang opened his eyes in confusion, not knowing why.

Mo Shenji's heart tightened, his eyes burst into a daze, and a thick killing intent erupted, pinching the back of Zhu Qingcang's neck in vain, lifting him up, Zhu Qingcang's face instantly turned red, struggling desperately, and then his movements became weaker and weaker...

Airplanes!

The inky black halo dissipated, and the ink god machine walked out with Zhu Qingcang's body in his arms, and lifted Zhu Qingcang high, with a look of tens of millions, proud of the crowd, and his divine power was monstrous, unstoppable!

"Ah! Zhu Qingcang was actually defeated by him, how could it be? It's only been a few minutes!"

"Oh my God, what kind of hidden killing tricks does this ink god machine have! It can actually kill Zhu Qingcang of the innate body silently, and the divine power is overwhelming!"

"This is impossible, with an innate body, how could Zhu Qingcang, who has the will of Hongmeng, be killed so easily?"

Someone roared in pain and suffered an incomparably huge blow, because the god that had just been erected in his mind had collapsed so quickly?

"The Mo family, where has it grown in the past 10,000 years? Is it really only the genius of the Qianlong Heavenly Dynasty who can suppress it?"

"Is there anyone in the world who can suppress him? Even Hongmeng's will is in his hands, this person is completely invincible!"

"The future is limitless!"