The White Beard walked out as he went, and only stopped when he felt that he had enough to keep a safe distance from the. Then he began to turn around and admire the super weird, murderous exercises that cultivated. As soon as the momentum on the's body swelled, countless killing momentum mixed with an extremely dark aura would rush out in an instant.

In an instant, the area was enveloped in an aura of slaughter. If you stand in it at this time, you will definitely be eroded by its murderous aura, which is why the people of the White Whisker Dao are so afraid of.

The white-bearded Daoist boasted that he was already a demon, and he had always known himself to be cruel, but with the guy in front of him who seemed to be the reincarnation of a killing star, he could only avoid it.

The didn't wake up as quickly as he had in the previous Pranayama, he actually absorbed those killing qi into his body, and released it several times, as if he was refining something. After repeating it seven or eight more times, the finally reached a certain state, his arm raised above his head, and a momentum condensed from his palm towards the void, and finally turned into a spiral body that shone like a black gem. Then the entire space-time was affected by this momentum, and finally countless space-time streams and spatial pigments were rotating with the black spiral, as if space-time was dragged into hell, and it turned into a ghost in an instant.

Emperor!

Separated by the void hundreds of gradients away, Second Life raised his head slightly, and his cold eyes flashed with a dark green luster.

The second life was due to the fact that he and the Ghost Emperor corresponded to each other's hearts, and only then did they learn that the Ghost Emperor Emperor had been cultivated.

Since then, it has become a real ghost emperor, not only can control all the dark ghosts, but also assist the dark ghosts in advanced cultivation.

The Ghost Emperor Demon is a very powerful killing aura for the enemy, but it is also a kind of refining to improve the grade of the dark ghost.

The second life sensed the Void for a moment, then reached out and patted the Void Beast's tail, and continued to fall towards the Void Moth Altar.

That's what he learned from the mouths of several clan elders about the place where the Void God threw the Nine Prism back then.

At this time, a change of rights is being staged in the land of the moth clan.

The people who originally belonged to the king of the Moth clan were all demoted to ordinary clansmen by the Moth Prince.

They were stripped of their nobility and confiscated all family wealth.

Almost most of those who belonged to the demon queen escaped, and even those who remained were convicted and imprisoned.

After a vigorous struggle for family rights, the moth boy finally obtained the core of the rights of the entire moth clan. A new aristocracy was also re-formed.

Fortunately, this scene was only a purge of the rights of the nobles of the Moth Clan, and did not affect the ordinary Moth people.

It also made the real heritage of the Moth people not lost because of this power struggle.

Inside the main hall of the Moth Clan.

The Lady of the Moth crossed his legs and lay on his back on a throne that symbolized power and power. Squinting his eyes, he looked around at everything that belonged to his father. His heart was filled with endless satisfaction and pride at this time. After he was driven away by the demon queen and the clan king, almost every night he dreamed of one day returning to the Moth Clan and getting back everything that belonged to him.

This subconscious reinforcement makes the moth boy's desire for power almost reach the extreme, he climbed to the throne countless times in his dreams, the extremely inflated desire, and the huge reality gap after waking up, so that the moth boy almost went crazy. He was so obsessed with power that he almost forgot about himself.

Since then, he has lived almost every day for revenge and plotting power struggles. But his strength is too weak, even if he tries to recognize another clan king as his godfather, he still can't compete with the Moth clan, let alone want to take back everything that originally belonged to him.

Although the moth boy longs for power to a terrifying point in his heart, his words and deeds are still very restrained, and he silently manages it with extraordinary forbearance, waiting for the moment when his wings are full.

Time has spent more than ten years in this long time, and the moth boy has gradually matured, he knows how to hide himself in the past ten years of tempering, and is good at grasping people's hearts, so that he looks very harmless on the surface, but his heart has an extremely strong desire to control.

In more than ten years of operation, he has gradually cultivated many of his own forces in that Void Spirit Clan, and now although he can't get rid of the suppression of that clan king, if the clan king dies of illness, he may be able to use the power in his hands to deal with the next clan king's successor. At that time, he may be able to seize the title of the king of the Ethereal Spirit Clan, and then he will have the power to compete with the Moths.

However, all plans changed the moment he met his second life. He had never seen someone so terrifying, and with infinite power. He had made a decision in a very short time, that is, he must befriend this person, and use his power to help him reclaim everything from the Moth.

This time, the moth boy seized the opportunity and turned the tables in one fell swoop, completing the plan that had been going on for decades in just a few days. And also completely eliminated the forces of the clan king and the demon queen, and the result was exactly the same as the fantasy scene in his dream.

At this moment, a sense of pleasure that the desire for power has been satisfied fills the heart of the moth boy, making him a little fluttery, as if he is driving through the clouds. When he was almost pushed to the peak by the inflated desire for power, a cold aura burst out of his body.

At this moment, the blood veins of the moth boy were frozen, and the whole person almost did not belong to himself except for consciousness. It was like an ice sculpture sliding down from the throne. The entire hall was empty, so no one noticed his anomaly.

The moth's pupils were turning rapidly, hoping to regain some of his perception of his body, but it was all in vain. He was now completely sealed inside his body.

This? Why, exactly? Madman pondered the reason in extreme fear and panic, he really couldn't understand why he had suddenly lost control of his body. Could it be that someone sneaked up on it? Not right either. He knew very well that at this time, except for the cronies and guards outside, no one dared to approach the three zhang of the main hall.

Is it the exercises? Gone mad?

Thinking of this, the moth boy seemed to have a precept that had been passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation of ethereal spirits in his mind again.

Void spirits are not to devour each other, and those who disobey will be damned.

The moth boy muttered these two words in his heart, and his eyeballs moved more and more slowly, and now his consciousness was almost sealed by a mysterious cold air.

At the moment when the moth boy was almost unconscious, a cold face appeared in front of him, and then he raised his palm, pressed his head with a strong palm, and rushed into his consciousness with some momentum, the moth boy seemed to have infinite energy in an instant, and in an instant he regained control of his body, and finally he suppressed the dark qi inside the belly.

"See the master" The moth boy turned over and bowed to his head for the second life.

"You get up, from this moment on, you are the master of the whole void, and all the void spirits here are under your command" The second life did not kowtow like a moth, but commanded in a commanding tone.

Yes? The moth boy was still kowtowing, but he was stunned in the middle of the conversation, he stared at the dark eyes, and glanced around him ignorantly at the ancestors and clan kings who were watching him, they were all overlords representing one side. At this time, the moth boy didn't know whether to be ashamed or excited. In short, everything came too abruptly to react at all.

Just as the moth boy was stunned, the clan kings seemed to be very reluctant to stride towards him. At this time, the moth boy seemed to realize something, and immediately pulled out his legs and stood up, squatting slightly. It looks like an unbeatable big man. Those clan kings were halfway through at this time, and they actually exchanged heads with each other, and their expressions seemed to be a little angry. However, after they finally confirmed the cold eyes of the second life, they were forced to stride over to the opposite side of the moth boy.

One of the white-bearded old men stepped forward, clenched his fists and said, "See the King of Nothingness."

After that, dozens of clan kings bowed together and said, "See the King of Nothingness."

Enjoying the unimaginable sense of glory, the moth boy felt as if he was in a dream, and he secretly pinched his cheek, and the tingling sensation immediately made him confirm that it was not a dream, but a real thing.

The young man sighed, settled down, walked towards the white-bearded old man, hugged him and said with a smile: "The ancestor is exempt from courtesy, the ancestor is a respected elder, how can he salute the younger generation, from now on, this king will worship you as a false saint, in the void, no one dares to accept your salute, including this king."

The Frog Boy is worthy of being a hero who has been operating in power and desire for more than ten years, but in an instant, he has entered the identity transformation of the King of Nothingness. And in order to win over and stabilize the hearts of these clan masters, he deliberately named the eldest ancestor of this grade as a void saint.

On the one hand, this hand gave the ancestor enough face, and on the other hand, it also allowed him to gradually break away from the clan affairs, preparing him to take control of the entire Void Spirit Clan.

The white-bearded old man smiled and nodded, he still liked this title. After all, he doesn't have too much demand for power now, but he attaches great importance to reputation.

The title of Void Saint is not simple, on top of the entire thousands of years of Void Spirit Clan's thousands of years of clan history, there are no more than three people who can obtain the title of Void Saint. Each of them is a generation of heroic heroes, so the Void Saint has irreplaceable weight in the mind of the Void Spirit. This is also the reason why the old man was happy after the moth prince worshipped him as a false saint.

Although the remaining clan kings were a little annoyed that they had not received any titles, they did not dare to show it because of the face of the ancestors. How could all this escape the eyes of the moth boy, and there was a faint sneer on his face, which was exactly the result he wanted. If he wants to integrate the entire Void Spirit Clan, then he will inevitably have a conflict of interest with these clan kings, and then any clan king will become an obstacle to his unification of clan power, and now he is going to gradually force the resentment in their hearts, making them act irrationally, and then he can justifiably use the power of the second life to eradicate these rights obstacles for him.

The conspiracy is only a moment, and this kind of adaptability and calm attitude are destined to bring a bloody power struggle to the entire Void Spirit Clan.

Ice City.

The three top old men shuttled to almost every corner at an unimaginable speed, and also checked every possible character in the ice city. But they couldn't find the killer who could kill in front of the three of them.

This made the three elders, who were already very annoyed, even more irritable, and they even stopped hiding their whereabouts, and sometimes almost bullied and rampage into some ice sculpture buildings. It is precisely because of this that in just a few days, the name of the three elders has been broadcast far away in the entire Ice City.

The people of Bingcheng were all talking about the origin of these three old men, and their calmness when facing the guards and elders of the Hualong clan, just a wave of their hands was enough to kill their temperament in seconds. This kind of rumor is almost all over the streets and alleys, and some people, with their amazing painting skills, even abstracted their appearance out of thin air without seeing the true faces of the three elders, and posted their portraits on the streets and alleys of the entire ice city.

Inside an ice sculpture on the southernmost side of the ice city.

The old man in the Confucian shirt shook his robe, bowed in slightly, and arched his hand at the old man with a strong nose and a broad face who had come to wait inside: "The old man in Nancheng has almost searched through it, and he still found nothing, could it be that he has already left the ice city?" ”。

The old man with a wide face was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Impossible, at that time, I released Zhiyuan to lock this entire ice city, as long as there is a strong person at the ground level, how can the old man not have a little sense?" ”。

"Could it be that there is still a hidden place in the ice city?" Elder Ru Yi frowned slightly.

Niu Bi jumped up in anger at this time and said: "Don't waste your strength, Lao Tzu simply overturned this entire ice city, no matter where he is hiding, he will have to show up at that time."

said that the bull's nose was about to step into the air, but was dragged back by the old man in the empty shirt.

"Don't be reckless, we have a mission to come out this time, in case we make too much noise, and then it will hinder us from doing things, and they will have to try," the old man hurriedly explained.

"A few lowly barbarians, what do you know, they also have the ability to hinder us from doing things?" The old man of the bull nose broke free from the arm of the old man in the Confucian shirt very angrily, and continued to step into the air.

At this time, the old man with a wide face also jumped in to block him and explained: "Old Dao, have you forgotten that there is also a ground level powerhouse here, maybe there are more, don't you really doubt why they are here at this time?" ”。

"You mean.... They are not barbarians, but superpowers? Being stared at aggressively by the old man with a wide face, Niu Nose also seemed to wake up at this time, he recalled the situation when the fat man was killed that day, and felt a hint of conspiracy and trickery.

"The earth's gradient fluctuated strongly that day, but not only a few of us old guys could detect it," the old man added.

(End of chapter)