The huge clams are like a tightly sealed fortress, perfectly shielding the aura hidden inside. {Sui}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā} If you were someone else, you would definitely not find this place, but the person who came was Emperor Xuanyuan.

Because of the same breath, the clam also became confused, and after obviously hesitating for a while, he slowly opened the closed lid.

Xuanyuan stepped in and saw the thin old man sitting cross-legged in the middle.

"It's ugly. ”

Xuanyuan frowned slightly: "This is what I will look like in the future?"

"So, are you an illusion, or a real being?"

He asked.

Xuanyuan, who was sitting there, still looked thin, although he looked a lot better after being tortured and bruised, but after all, he couldn't compare with the normal Xuanyuan. One looks imposing, the other looks depressed.

"What do you think?"

Old Xuanyuan asked Xuanyuan.

It seems to be the ontology, but this is another paradox. ”

Xuanyuan paced back and forth, looking at himself with some vigilance: "If you are a phantom, it is better to explain, it is something that I left in the future, and I have traveled back in time to this era." But if it's an ontology, then it's hard to explain it clearly. Even if time is out of order, it is impossible to send the body back to the body. ”

"Theoretically, it's really impossible. ”

Old Xuanyuan smiled: "But this place is a little special, this clams here are the places where Ziluo was found, which can perfectly hide the breath and avoid the consumption of time." But the moment the clams opened, I began to die. You're going to kill yourself, and guess what the consequences will be for you?"

Xuanyuan's face changed suddenly: "I'll die too?"

"I'm you. ”

Old Xuanyuan looked around: "This place is so good, if you don't find it, I'd rather live in seclusion here forever, escape from the troubles of the world." But I know you'll find it sooner or later, because you've sensed that I'm robbing you of your power. Because I was wounded, the forces that belonged to us together began to spontaneously mend my flesh, and to return to this era—I have been robbing you of your power since then. It can also be said that I am constantly dividing myself in the long run, and we may each get half of it, and then be easily killed by Qinglian. ”

Xuanyuan said: "It's good that you know, this is also the purpose of my visit." ”

Old Xuanyuan snorted: "This place is where Ziluo once lived, in one of his lifetimes. ”

Xuanyuan frowned: "Sure enough, I have been thinking for a long time, the reason why Ziluo is so powerful is because he has surpassed us, and he has truly achieved immortality and immortality, and reincarnation is endless." ”

Old Xuanyuan pointed to the distance: "There is still a very weak part of the power of Ziluo I left there, which may be passed on to future generations." I don't know which lucky guy got this power, and I don't have the heart to think about it that much. I'm just thinking, what am I or what are we after?"

Xuanyuan was stunned, pondered for a while, and then said, "Immortal and immortal?"

"Perhaps, that was the original pursuit. The painful experience when he was young was the driving force for his rise, and later, the only thing left was to kill Qinglian or not be killed by Qinglian. Now if you have to make a choice, immortal or kill Qinglian, which one do you choose?"

Old Xuanyuan asked, and Xuanyuan fell into deep thought again.

In fact, this is not a difficult question to answer, in other words, others have already given the answer, if it can be immortal, who cares about grievances and grievances. The lifespan of the Immortal Emperor is almost unlimited, but it is not infinite either.

"Kill Qinglian!"

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