"What, do you still want to make a move on the old man?"

Looking at the man beside him whose eyes suddenly became sharp, Shui Yue Old Ancestor smiled in his heart, and didn't see him make any movements, Shui Yue Ling on the side seemed to be grabbed by an invisible palm, and was lifted up out of thin air without resistance, like an ant with no power to restrain a chicken, at the mercy of others.

"Isn't this enough to prove that he is my phantom body?" Grabbing Shui Yueling's head, Shui Yueling's five fingers penetrated into the former's skull without any resistance, and suddenly, a purple veil of light burst out from Shui Yueling's eyes, making a hideous and painful look appear on his face.

"The Sea of Phantoms... This, how is this possible, this son obviously has his own will, but why..."A flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and immediately, the gaze of the Desolate Ancestor at Shui Yueling became a little more strange.

From the journey in the sea area in the past six months, he can be sure that Shui Yueling is definitely a creature with his own will, but since he has his own will, how did he become Shui Yuesheng's phantom body?

This question sounded in the mind of the Desolate Saint Lord, but... There was no one to give him an answer.

Because at this moment, Xuan Dou and the others had long been completely numb by the voice of the Water Moon Ancestor, their expressions were in a trance, and their faces were shocked.

"Phantom Body, Brother Shuiyue, is he just a Phantom Body?" Chu Yun kept repeating these words, and immediately, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face, and it was difficult to accept in his heart, a brother of life and death who had been with him since before the troubled times would be a phantom body condensed by the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Xuan Realm.

Ahh

A heart-rending roar began to sound from Shui Yue Ling's mouth, and just when Chu Yun was in a trance, suddenly, he suddenly remembered what he and Shui Yue Ling had said on the island when everyone came out of the ancient ruins.

"Brother Chu, do you believe... Fate?"

"I believe in fate, so... My deposit zài should be reasonable. ”

Shui Yueling's haggard voice was now ringing in Chu Yun's mind, how like a helpless monk sighing at the shackles of fate?

"He believes in fate... Could it be that Brother Shuiyue already knew that his existence was not recognized by this great wilderness?"

Compared to his ethereal fate since ancient times, at least, Shui Yueling now knows his origin, and knows that he is in the long river of fate, the eternal shackles of fate.

But what about him...

A qiē is unknown...

Dazed...

You sighed, and just when Chu Yun's heart was powerless, and he could only watch Shui Yue Ling's deep gaze be replaced by purple smoke, suddenly, Ge Qiu's somewhat hurried voice sounded beside him.

"Bastard, what are you going to do to Brother Shuiyue? Hurry up and let him go!"

"Desolate senior, please come to the rescue of Brother Shuiyue, he is my brother in life and death!"

Seeing that the Water Moon Ancestor didn't pay any attention to his meaning, Ge Qiu had no choice but to set his gaze on the Desolate Saint Lord who looked hesitant on the side.

Here, I am afraid that now there is only this ancient existence of the primeval period, who can save his friend from the hands of the Water Moon Holy Lord.

"Help? Hmph, how can the old man save it, I didn't hear this person say, is this guy his phantom body? Since it is a phantom body, even if the old man has great ability, he can't save your life and death brother from this guy's hands. ”

The Desolate Saint Lord looked at Ge Qiu's sincere gaze and sighed secretly, now is his best chance to ask for the fruit of the Evergreen Tree, but it's a pity... This was a godsend, but he had to give it up.

The phantom body is only called the phantom body, that is, the phantom body is all from the illusory, although Shui Yue Ling is real and has his own independent will, but his body is illusory by the ancestor of Shui Yue.

How can a person survive without a body and by will alone?

Even if the ancient power of zài existed in the primeval period, if there was no physical body as a container, it would not be able to last forever if it was close to a wisp of will!

"This..."

Seeing that the Desolate Saint Lord refused, Ge Qiu's heart was also anxious, and he even clenched his fists, almost using all his strength and said, "If the seniors can save Brother Shuiyue, the spirit fruit on the juniors, the seniors can take as much as they want, even if they take it all, I will never frown." ”

"This..."

Looking at Ge Qiu's resolute gaze, the Desolate Saint Lord was a little moved.

If he could get all the spirit fruits on Goqiu's body, then at least, his strength could be restored to eighty percent of what he was before the primeval times!

You must know that he has eighty percent strength, in today's Great Wilderness, as long as he doesn't encounter those ancient alien creatures, he will dominate the continent, and there will be no big problem.

In the face of such a great temptation, the heart of the Desolate Saint Lord began to become entangled.

As if sensing the expression of the Desolate Saint Lord beside him, the Water Moon Ancestor frowned.

He frowned not only because he sensed that the Desolate Saint Lord wanted to meddle in his own affairs, but because a second ago, when he saw that he could completely control Shui Yue Ling, suddenly a powerful thought burst out from the edge of Shui Yue Ling's will, wanting to forcibly erase his will to break away from his body.

"Good boy, the will to be independent has evolved to such a point? Fortunately, the old man found out in time, otherwise, if you really let you go on like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the old man to control you at one time. ”

A touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, just as the Shui Yue Ancestor was about to make a move to collapse Shui Yue Ling's only remaining will.

Suddenly, an arm emitting a thick golden veil of light stretched out from the void on the side, and fiercely grabbed his right hand that was holding Shui Yueling's head.

It was not the Desolate Saint Lord who made the move, but Chu Yun, who had been completely imprisoned by the Water Moon Ancestor with the power of breaking the mysteries earlier!

At this moment, a cold azure beam of light continued to burst out from his gaze, rippling like sea waves, forming a golden glazed immortal light shield on the surface of his skin.

At a glance, how can Chu Yun at this moment still have the slightest bit of decadence? It is more like an ancient power from the primeval times, shattering the heavens and the earth with one hand!

"Boy, you... Are you looking for death?"

Feeling the immortal power that continued to gush out from his arm like a vast source, the Water Moon Holy Lord looked at Chu Yun in front of him, who was covered in glazed golden light, and his eyes were cold.

Although he had the power to wipe out Chu Yun, he didn't want to do that.

It's not so much that you don't want to, but that you don't dare.

Compared with Emperor Yuanjun's attention to Chu Yun, he even understood the role of the other party's birth in this era, so he could make a move on Shui Yueling without any scruples, but he couldn't touch one of Chu Yun's fingers lightly.

This also caused that now he could only watch Chu Yun hold his right hand without making any moves.

"Death, hehe, if Your Excellency had the ability to do it, he would have done it a long time ago, why do you have to talk nonsense like me?" Chu Yun's voice was extremely calm, "Earlier you said that Brother Shuiyue is your phantom body, I may not be able to deny this, but at least at this moment, he already has his own consciousness and his own destiny, which is enough to show that he is no longer born because of you now!"

As soon as Chu Yun finished speaking, the golden glass light veil on his body suddenly detached from the surface of his body and slowly converged towards Shui Yueling's body.

In the darkness of eternal perdition.

Shui Yueling's ethereal will wandered in a lonely and vague ocean.

Here, he can't feel the breath of anything, he can't feel the temperature of the ancient cold, and he can't feel the only warmth left in the loneliness.

It was as if his appearance was the only reason why this vague ocean world had become lonely.

"It's cold... Where am I, why am I here?"

It wasn't until a long time had passed, when Shui Yueling's will had begun to recognize this eternal world, that such a strange thought sounded on the edge of his will.

"No, it seems like something is wrong, and I shouldn't be here. Shui Yueling muttered at the edge of the will.

However, before he could continue this thought, a wave of purple smoke emerged from above the eternal world he was in.

They are like a soft glow, slowly tearing apart the dark sky, like the clouds outlined on a black ink painting, embellishing the world with brilliance.

"These light mist are..."

With a mutter, Shui Yueling's ethereal will looked at the purple clouds that kept appearing in the void in front of him, and he was suddenly stunned, and suddenly a sense of uneasiness of intense fear arose.

It was as if these smoky purple veils of light in front of him were not born naturally, but because of where he was, they broke through the eternal void and became his eternal enemy.

"Oh no! they're coming. ”

The edge of his will trembled, and Shui Yueling didn't even have time to react before he saw the purple light in the sky break through the void and slowly come towards the place where his will was.

"The lowly ant... You still dare to have your own will? Erase it from me, if you are allowed to save it like this, how should the old man's plan for eternity be carried out?"

A sharp voice sounded from the edge of Shui Yueling's will, and immediately after, Shui Yueling was shrouded in purple mist without any resistance, completely losing the image of this unknown and barren world.

"It's so cool..."

In the purple mist of light, Shui Yueling's will became extremely painful, and he always felt that the purple veil of light around him wanted to completely erase the only remaining will he had from the world, making him disappear forever in this great wilderness.

"No... I don't want to disappear yet, I still have a lot of things to do, I'm still..."

On the edge of the will, Shui Yue Ling struggled to resist the will of the Shui Yue Ancestor, but unfortunately... With his current strength, how could he be the opponent of this Heavenly Xuan Realm Overlord?

As time passed, Shui Yueling's will gradually became extremely thin, and when he saw that the last vestiges of his will were about to die out completely.

Suddenly, a glowing golden soft light appeared in the void.

As soon as the dazzling golden glow came into contact with the eternal darkness, it broke through the barriers of darkness and shone on the will body of Shui Yue Ling, which was about to die.

Suddenly, Shui Yueling's will to be swallowed by the purple smoke began to recover, and countless purple swirling smoke also began to fade and pass under the illumination of this golden glow...

I don't know how long time has passed.

Shui Yueling didn't know what she had experienced in that soft glow.

But when he opened his eyes again and looked at the extremely familiar scenery in front of him, he suddenly realized that he had just fallen into the arms of death, and he was only half a step away.