Chapter 780: Crisis
Once a son of heaven and a courtier.
When one person attains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.
Things are not people!
There is no one in this place for a long time.
All the people who were related to the Supreme Venerable Huang Quan back then had already left with Huang Quan.
Even the remaining unrelated people were also given the opportunity by Huangquan, and they either went to the Returning Truth Realm or to the Returning Void Realm, and the True Void had a double holiday.
Huang Xiaoyu closed his eyes and felt the mirror plane.
At this moment, the mirror plane can no longer be regarded as a mirror plane.
Although it is still a reflection of the true realm.
But this place was tempered by Huangquan with supreme law and supreme power, and it was already extraordinary.
The most important thing is that there is a hint of the familiar smell of yellow fish in the air.
The power of the bloodline!
Huang Quan must have had a lot of affection for this plane back then, otherwise, it would be impossible to use his supreme bloodline to refine this place.
Whether it is the supreme power or the supreme law, it all comes from this supreme bloodline.
The Heavenly Abandoned Boy didn't know what kind of heart he was in, so he sighed and said, "Don't disturb the people here." We hibernate in the dark, waiting for the news of the peerless female corpse and others. ”
Huang Xiaoyu: "Are you afraid of him?" ”
The abandoned boy was silent.
Huang Xiaoyu: "I can feel the panic in your heart. ”
Abandoned Child: "Some people have nothing to do with whether you are afraid or not. Your life is in his hands. It's not even just your life, everything you have is in his hands. You are not afraid of death, he can make you afraid of death. You have no desires, and he can make you greedy and ambitious. When you become a Buddha, he can turn you into a demon with a single thought. You think you can calculate the world, but as everyone knows, people don't need to calculate at all, people only need to move their thoughts, all your abacus, all your cities, have become jokes. Huang Xiaoyu, I thought I was really not afraid of him. But now...... Ay...... In my life, I have nothing else to ask for. I just want the child in my belly to be able to live a stable life. It doesn't matter whether I'm dead or alive. ”
"You're not going to die."
The Heavenly Abandoned Boy smiled bitterly.
She looked down and stroked the ends of her hair, not quite thinking about it.
Won't die?
This was said by Huang Xiaoyu, and it sounded very childish to her.
She thought to herself, your father wants to kill me, how can you stop it?
You're still too weak.
What if you swallow the entire Realm of Truth?
Devouring and creating are two completely different concepts.
When Huang Xiaoyu can create the two worlds of truth and void, maybe this sentence will be a little weighty.
The Heavenly Abandoned Boy smiled and wanted to comfort Huang Xiaoyu for a few words.
However, when I looked up, I found that this man was looking into the distance.
He doesn't stand straight, but he is tenacious and never falls to the ground.
The eyes are not sharp, and even a little peaceful, but there is boundless confidence hidden in them, and this confidence will not become conceited, nor will it dissipate invisibly. Not excessive, not subtle, just turned into thoughts.
……
For no reason, a sense of stability rose in my heart.
The eyes of the abandoned boy were slightly red, and he only felt that the person in front of him, in the past 100,000 years, had become more and more silent, less and less talkative, and more and more impenetrable, but he was becoming more and more tall and tall, enough to shelter her from the wind and rain.
The Heavenly Abandoned Boy shook his head, abandoned this "illusion" in his mind, suppressed his emotions, and said lightly: "Find a place to retreat." I need to smelt the Immortal Qi and the Book of Destiny again. You have swallowed all the planes of the True Realm, which is equivalent to swallowing nine-tenths of the True Realm, although relying on the power of faith, supporting the physical body to carry such a large place, it will not collapse. But even if you have supreme blood in you, you can't make it. After all, there are too few bloodline awakenings. Let's temper your flesh well. ”
Huang Xiaoyu nodded.
With a wave of your hand, open up a space.
The True Void Avenue mantra array shrouded it, laying out an enchantment that no one could break into.
This space is hidden in the void, and even if outsiders walk here, they can't see anything different.
Huang Xiaoyu said: "You can retreat with peace of mind. ”
Heavenly Abandoned Son: "You want to go out?" ”
Huang Xiaoyu nodded: "Hmm." ”
The Heavenly Abandoned Son wanted to speak for several times, and said: "Be careful, this mirror plane, there are also strong people who transform into outsiders, although there are not many, but there are hundreds of people. And the powerhouses here, in the same realm, are generally stronger than those in the True Realm. When the opportunity comes, when they become powerhouses outside the world, they will all experience the blessing of the mirror plane, that is, the blessing of your father, the Supreme Venerable. Their souls will become very strong, and they will have as many opportunities as possible to comprehend them...... In short, be careful. ”
Huang Xiaoyu nodded and left the enchantment.
It's a long process.
Whether it's a peerless female corpse, Situ You, Zha Xiaolou, Qi Yu......
These girls, no matter how many opportunities and luck they were given by Daoist Jia, in the end, they were just small characters who cultivated step by step.
Entering the outside of the chemical, it can't turn over the wind and rain.
In that place, in addition to returning to the sea of corpses, the 100,000 strong people were divided into two factions......
The Heavenly Abandoned Prince asked himself, even if he went up by himself, if he wanted to survive in the gap between the two factions, it was almost impossible to seize the ten-colored Guizhen chalcedony in the Guizhen Mountain.
But there is no way.
She could only pin her hopes on these sisters.
All she could do was wait here.
Waiting for an external opportunity to come. Or wait for a breath of the underworld.
In short, you must first become a strong outsider.
OK!
This is the mirror plane.
There was already a formidable barrier between this place and the Returning Realm.
From here, it is difficult to enter the realm of reversion.
But coming here from the Realm of Truth, it's almost impossible.
The nameless scattered people of the year, and the mirror plane in the future, all need to be reincarnated and rebuilt.
Therefore, here, as long as you don't offend the powerhouses in this plane, it's safe.
Three thousand years have passed in a flash.
The abandoned boy sat cross-legged, motionless.
But the book of fate suspended in her chest suddenly burst into light.
The pages of the book hula frantically turned back, and in an instant, it was the last page.
The abandoned boy opened his beautiful eyes suddenly.
Fingers inadvertently trembled.
It's finally here!
She was thrilled.
On the side of the peerless female corpse, there is finally news.
She has some expectations, is this trip down, is it an external chance, or the breath of the underworld?
If it is an opportunity to transform into an outsider, Huang Xiaoyu can be promoted to a strong outsider.
Then after Huang Xiaoyu was promoted, her bloodline awakened wildly, and the divine scars were tempered in nine turns, and she could use her atmospheric luck to help her be promoted to a powerhouse.
If it is the Qi of the Underworld, she can condense the sixtieth page of the Book of Destiny, even if it is only half a page, it is enough to help Huang Xiaoyu improve her realm and become a powerhouse outside the world, and when the time comes, she can also become a powerhouse outside the world.
However, when the light on the book of fate dissipated, the abandoned boy suddenly changed his face.
There is no aura of the underworld, and there is no chance of turning outside.
There is only one line of words in the book: "Quickly escape from the mirror plane, the mirror plane, the four hundred powerhouses have surrendered to the true saint." ”