Chapter 812: A Song, a Story

"My name is Mu Hao..."

Mu Hao looked at the Demon Emperor at this moment, his eyes were still respectful, but the Demon Emperor's attitude changed, and for that Gu Jianchun, it was as if something bad was about to happen, and he was extremely excited at this moment.

The Demon Emperor nodded, looked at Mu Hao, and was silent.

"Could it be that the starry sky's wish has really come true, otherwise, how can this person have the breath of one emperor and five emperors..."

At this moment, the demon emperor muttered in his heart, although he is a phantom, although he has gone through too many years, even if his strength has been weakened a lot, he still has strong combat power.

"Why did you tell me to stop before..."

The Demon Emperor looked at Mu Hao at this moment, if Mu Hao was a person who was extremely willing in the starry sky, he would consider it, and hand over his own way of inheritance to Mu Hao, but the rules he set could not be broken, at this moment, he was a little entangled.

Mu Hao's ranking made him feel a little unbelievable, and more than forty people inherited his Dao system, and he was also a little reluctant in his heart.

"The Demon Emperor is above, if it is correct, the cultivation with the strongest supernatural power is the one who preaches the Demon Emperor..."

Mu Hao raised his head at this moment, looking at the demon emperor, there was also unimaginable firmness in his eyes, the demon emperor nodded at this moment, everyone knew about this.

"Nine times of pure emptiness, not enough for me to comprehend supernatural powers, I need to ...... The 10th..."

Mu Hao opened his mouth at this moment, his words came out, and immediately the demon cultivators in all directions gasped one by one and looked at Mu Hao, at this moment they finally knew why Mu Hao had no trace of Dao in the ninth pure ethereal spirit, it turned out to be ...... Even the ninth pure ethereal spirit was not enough for his enlightenment.

"Impossible, this matter is absolutely ridiculous..."

That Gu Jianchun's body trembled at the moment, and he took a step, he pointed at Mu Hao, he couldn't believe all this, the Demon Emperor inheritance, only a finger away from him, but he was interrupted by that Mu Hao, and even said the reason why he didn't realize the supernatural powers.

Not only him, but everyone here also couldn't believe that there were only so many monks who could comprehend in the ninth pure void spirit, and it was conceivable that persevering to the ninth level was already the extreme, how could it be that there was no success in enlightenment.

At this moment, Feng Yuling looked at Mu Hao, there seemed to be Venus in her eyes, I am afraid that among these many demon cultivators, she is the only one who believes in Mu Hao.

"Big brother, you are really..."

Feng Yuling didn't know what to say, but she was a monk who had successfully stepped into the ninth level of pure etherealism, so she naturally knew how strong this ninth level was, there was no magic, and she also needed the tenth level of pure ethereal spirit.

And here, there is no tenth weight.

In the eyes of the Demon Emperor, there was also a loss of color, he didn't expect that Mu Hao's supernatural powers, ranked forty-three, were just a crippled method.

"Okay, I believe in you once, and I will give you another creation..."

The Demon Emperor showed expectation in his eyes at this moment, he believed that the people chosen by the other ancient emperors must be extremely prominent and qualified to inherit his Dao, even if Mu Hao is here and is a cultivator of the human race.

The Demon Emperor's actions made the ancient Jianchun feel uneasy in his heart, and even at this moment, everyone here, the degree of shock was unimaginable, and they retreated one after another, making a large piece of land vacant under the Fusang tree.

Mu Hao was not polite at the moment, and came directly to the center of the vacant place and sat down cross-legged.

"Where is Fuso..."

The demon emperor spoke in a deep voice at this moment, and in these words, there was excitement, and Fusang seemed to be trembling at the moment, and then, there was a monstrous wave, which fell downwards violently.

It was for countless years, it had never existed, the tenth pure ethereal, the huge waves, as high as the Fusang tree, when it fell at this moment, everyone was still retreating, for fear of affecting Mu Hao's enlightenment, thus provoking the Demon Emperor Phantom.

This tenth pure ethereal spirit does not exist, but because of the attitude of the demon emperor's phantom, this Fusang tree, the accumulated power of the Great Dao, has all emerged.

One after another, huge waves fell towards Mu Hao, which was far beyond the level of the ninth level of pure ethereal, and even the appearance formed when this huge wave fell was comparable to the level of the eighth level of pure ethereal.

Above Mu Hao's head, the guqin appeared again, and everyone didn't speak at this moment, they all held their breath, looking at Mu Hao here, they wanted to see what kind of Taoism this Mu Hao could perceive.

At this moment, all eyes are on and the people watching are above the gods, even if they are gods and cultivators, without such treatment, hundreds of gods and several celestials can hold their breath to feel the avenue, and it is not possible to seal the gods.

Next to the guqin, that vague figure appeared again, and under these countless heavy waves, the woman's figure gradually began to become clear.

Everyone finally believed that why Mu Hao dared to say that, it turned out that this ninth level of pure ethereal spirit really couldn't make his supernatural powers complete, and the woman's figure, in this eighth layer, only appeared in the outline, and the ninth layer only made this outline appear a vague shadow.

This tenth layer, impressively, is the clear figure that condenses this woman.

Layers of huge waves falling, this kind of creation, it is difficult to find through the ages, this kind of power of the avenue, even if it is Fusang, it is only accumulated until now, at this moment, all of it was given to Mu Hao.

At this moment, Mu Hao's heart appeared again, in the tenth pure ethereal, his thoughts were unprecedentedly clear, and that picture was also deeply felt.

The figure of the woman gradually became clear, and finally, while everyone was waiting, they saw the woman's unclear appearance.

Feng Yuling held her cheeks at the moment, looked at Mu Hao below, and even saw the guqin above Mu Hao's head, and finally, she looked at the vague woman.

"The story of the big brother seems to be very long..."

She muttered to herself, but in her heart, she didn't have any other thoughts, she was already a little blindly worshipping Mu Hao, and at this moment she wanted to know how strong Mu Hao's magical power was.

Among the crowd, Mu Hao's mood was a little unstable at the moment, he didn't really want to comprehend this supernatural power, but every time he was empty, it was the same picture, and he was the only one.

The appearance of the tenth pure ethereal spirit made him have the hope of successful enlightenment, with the figure of the woman, the clarity of the hair, the fluctuations that came out of Mu Hao's here became more and more powerful, and even the sound of the swan song had reached a terrifying level at this moment.

They looked at Mu Hao one by one at this moment, and the shock in their eyes was unimaginable, especially that