The flames are in the sky.

The heroic young man stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds, dressed in a glowing treasure robe, and stood on top of the defeated city.

I saw him with a howling spear, pointing obliquely at the place where the fire clouds were rolling in the sky and the wind was shrouded, and shouted loudly:

"Leng Mo Xie! The thirteen countries of Dongzhou were all slaughtered by your old thief!

This is the last city and place for my clansmen, as long as you are willing to let go of the old and young in the city, I will voluntarily tie my hands in the name of the only remaining young master, can I?! ”

As soon as there was a flower in front of him, the young man was defenseless for a moment, and he saw a heart still beating in front of him.

The chest was cold, and before the pain could erupt, it was replaced by boundless fear.

A feminine and elegant voice, permeated with a biting chill, sounded in his ears:

"No."

"For ...... What? Compared with the anger of the hatred of the country and the family, the young man was full of confusion at the last moment.

"Because ......" The handsome face only looked like seventeen or eighteen, but in fact, the demon who had lived for centuries smiled:

"This seat's "Tiangang Creation Gong" is about to break through the final thirty-sixth level. Just send your clan soul to alternate between life and death, and you can do your best to reverse the magic power of yin and yang thirty-five times and break through.

In this way, there is only one last step left from the immortality of the true immortal - mediation and creation! ”

Leng Mo's evil god was in sight, and he was in a very good mood, so he talked a few more nonsense.

After that, the boy has long been lifeless. Looking ahead, the city was already full of ghosts crying.

"Congratulations to my lord on his great achievements, and the immortal is in sight!"

Miracle! Behind Leng Moxie, in the fire clouds and wind, bursts of congratulations echoed endlessly.

And Leng Moxie, who was isolated in front of the city, was covered with beads of sweat on his forehead at this time.

Bad! To be bad!

Each time you cultivate the first layer of "Tiangang Creation and Transformation Gong", you can see the cultivation program of the next layer.

At this time, the thirty-sixth and last layer of the exercise that appeared in Leng Moxie's divine consciousness, [Mediation and Creation], the first sentence of its opening chapter reads:

"If you want to become a true immortal, you should be on the right path!"

Dao Dao black blood flowed from the cold Mo Evil Seven Tricks, and he only cursed in his heart:

is a good pit man's "Tiangang Creation Gong", no wonder no one has cultivated it since ancient times.

From the thirty-three floors, people are asked to return to the sky and return to the sun, move the stars and change the bucket, and reverse the yin and yang.

first force you to do all the things that hurt nature and reason, and finally make a special sentence "You should be on the right path" to block people's lives again?

There was no turning back from the bow. The thirty-fifth layer has been completed, if you don't "change your face" and take refuge in the right path in a short period of time, Leng Mo Xie will definitely die.

However, if you want to be recognized by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, how can it be a problem that can be solved in a moment and a half?

But in the name of the Evil Emperor, as early as the twenty-third time of "Tiangang Creation and Transformation Gong", Leng Moxie had already foreseen the catastrophe of the last step, how could he be completely unprepared.

It's just that the sky is unpredictable, how could he have expected the reality to be so rushed.

In this way, many of the arrangements made earlier are afraid that all of them will be lost.

Nine of the thirty-six magic powers, the spirit of the wandering gods!

Twelfth, fetal change!

The eighteenth, export Yuanyang!

Twenty, fly to send!

Seeing that the evil emperor was isolated in front of the city and did not move, after a long time, the demon army behind him began to sparsely turn their heads and ears.

I don't know who let out an exclamation, and all the demons and monsters were stunned to see that the body of the evil emperor in front of the battle was paralyzing and melting like mud.

The Evil Emperor is dying?!

"Thirty-six of the thirty-six magic powers, mediate and create!" The last breath of aura, Leng Mo Ye burst out.

Immediately, the ashes disappeared.

The thirty-five mysteries of the heavenly machine have all been penetrated, but there is still one district of Zhengdaoer, how can it be difficult to live in this seat?!

In the midst of the wild laughter of the gods, they mediated the creation and disappeared silently. There is no evil emperor in the world.

……

"Your Highness, let's go......"

The old servant let out a long sigh and woke Leng Moxie from his confusion.

forcibly dismantling the method of reincarnation, not thinking that he had forcibly performed the true immortal thing as a monk, mediating creation, and reincarnating and rebirth...... It actually happened.

However, it was not reincarnated as Leng Moxie expected; Instead, it was as if the soul had taken away, occupying the body of this eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy with the same name as himself.

This place is the palace of the Wu Kingdom, a small border country located in the southwest corner of the Tianyan world civilization, located in the mountains.

The people are fierce, bandits are rampant, and the warriors take people's lives if they don't agree with each other, and the government rarely controls them.

Even the Evil Emperor, who had almost dominated the world in his previous life, was unheard of, for the simple reason that it was not the same world at all.

One flower and one world, the heavens and ten thousand domains are forested, each with its own power. With the vision of a half-step true immortal, Leng Moye still understands these secrets to some extent.

Judging from the memories obtained alone, this Tianyan World is very special because it is different from the Great Number of Heavens.

It's just that in this small country, the thirteen princes whose soul he wears are a little aggrieved.

This man is brave and ruthless, but he is stupid and lazy. Not only was he calculated by his thoughtful brothers to the point of bankruptcy, but even the imperial brother who practiced martial arts at the same time couldn't beat anyone.

A few years ago, he was involved in a power struggle without knowing it, and even his mother took her life. At this time, he was even more calculated by the emperor's brother, because he offended the envoys of the great powers because of his vulgar words and deeds, and was degraded by the emperor and expelled from the royal capital.

As a prince, in the year of the weak crown, there was only an old servant left by his side, and there was a city in the distant mountain territory.

Sorting out the many scattered memories in his mind, Leng Moxie was not only not the slightest displeaser, but a little lucky.

The foundation of [Tiangang Creation and Transformation Gong] is still there, but he has been countered by the avenue of good and evil, and his cultivation has been reduced to the point where he is not much stronger than the first level.

And if the evil emperor disintegrates and the soul is nowhere to be found, if it reaches the ears of his old opponents who can travel through the worlds, I am afraid it will be quite troublesome.

Now in this small remote country, no one is welcome, just looking for a wild retreat.

Leng Moxie wanted to leave, but others didn't let it go so easily.

Leng Moxie, who was just about to call the old servant out, was blocked by the second prince.

In his memory, the original owner didn't see that he had ended up like this, because he had fallen for the poisonous plan of the person in front of him. Leng Moxie was a glance.

"Brother Huang, are you leaving? Tsk, it's really a thing or a person, and it's embarrassing," the second prince arched his hand hypocritically, evoking a wicked smile:

"Why don't we bet on another game according to the emperor's favorite game before leaving?"

Leng Moxie thought in his heart that the original owner of the body had suffered a lot of losses under the hands of this bad boy, and seeing that there were already a lot of people gathered around his mansion, he thought that it would be better to make a wish for the thirteen princes before leaving.

"Okay, how do you bet?"

"I pressed a hundred mountains and one county, and gambled on the Liucheng in the hands of the emperor's brother. One person punches, whoever falls first loses. I'm seven years old, so how about letting the emperor's brother make the first move? ”

deliberately pressed the big and the small, just so that Leng Moxie had no excuse to refuse. But I didn't want to, the other party casually responded:

"Just what I want! Please give me advice. ”

The second prince vaguely felt that today's Leng Moxie was a little weird. Ordinary this kid has been deceived for a long time, and he has already been wary of others, why is he suddenly stupid back to the way he was?