"Sealed me for all these years, today, you come out for me!" The voice of the Lord of Zhongheng was extremely cold, as if he didn't care about the pain, he grabbed the last piece of purple thorn on his chest, and dragged it down, but when he heard a bang, the sharp thorn was actually pulled in half by him!

The connection with its blood vessels, the disconnected half of the immediately contracted, as if he wanted to return to the blood vessels to hide, the Lord of Zhongheng didn't even look at it, after throwing away the sharp thorns in his hand that were twisted like snakes, his two fingers turned into a sword, and an earth-shattering blood aura suddenly permeated, and his two fingers instantly pressed into the blood vessels in his chest.

"Since you don't want to come out, then die in my body!" At the moment when the two fingers of the Lord of Zhongheng fell, the black snow that descended from heaven and earth came quickly, heading straight for his chest, and the blood and qi that moved Wang Mo rushed into the blood vessels of his body with the two fingers of the Lord of Zhongheng.

The sound of banging continued to come out from the main body of Zhongheng, and the wriggling green tendons on his body immediately came out like a scream, and it quickly calmed down, but it was the sharp thorn that seemed to be a living creature, and in an instant, it was directly killed in the body by the blood of the Lord of Zhongheng.

The body of the Lord of Zhongheng was shocked, and a large amount of black blood erupted from his mouth, and his thin body directly expanded, slowly growing flesh and blood, and returning to the way it was back then.

At this moment, the blood and qi in his body directly erupted into the sky, the sky and the earth were instantly pitch black, and under the black snowflakes, at the end of the sky, an illusory gate suddenly appeared!

Xuankong Gate!

"With the fundamental proof of blood and qi, it becomes a realm of great power, without the assistance of the power of faith, the root of blood and qi in the main body of Zhongheng was originally planted by the colorful person, but in the end, it was not taken away, but most of it was left, so that as soon as the seal of the Lord of Zhongheng was unlocked, it triggered the Xuankong Gate!" Wang Momu thought about it, and instantly analyzed the truth.

"It's just that why didn't the colorful man take away this flesh at all... Could it be that his purpose was not for the sake of this flesh as I had expected... If it weren't for the flesh, what was he for...

What does he want to get from the Lord of Zhongheng!!" Wang Mo's eyes flickered, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, at this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind, and the sharp thorn that the Heavenly Spirit of the Lord of Zhongheng had tilted a few inches before!

"The heavenly spirit is the place where life and death meet, the place where this sharp thorn is tilted a few inches, and the colorful man says that it is the place where reincarnation is opened... Transmigration... Reincarnation is originally illusory, and the purpose of this colorful person is to let the Lord of Zhongheng reincarnate under the root of the flesh and qi... But even so, what's the use..."

"And his sentence, he is sure that I have nothing to do with him, does this sentence mean that the Lord of Zhongheng has something to do with it... If so, what is the connection between them..."Wang Mo was puzzled, he vaguely seemed to grasp something, but it was still vague.

From the time he went to the upside-down land and encountered the treasure hunting machine and obtained the colorful statue, Wang Mo faintly groped for a layer of mist, and after this mist, there was a great secret inside and outside the array!

This secret, because of the existence of the fog, has never been known clearly by Wang Mo, until the first battle in the formation that year, the appearance of the old ghost in the north, and the few words of dialogue between him and Changzun, made Wang Mo have infinite guesses.

Even in his opinion, the several battles inside and outside the formation are all part of the fog, and they are inextricably linked!

"This colorful man. What the hell are you looking for!" While thinking about it, Wang Mo remembered the spar on the back of the spinning turtle in that colorful alien world, and this stone had already been taken by him.

The earth-shattering roar interrupted Wang Mo's thoughts, and when he looked up, he saw the Lord of Zhongheng with long hair fluttering, pointing towards the Xuankong Gate that appeared in the sky, pointing to the void point.

The door rumbled loudly, and there seemed to be a faint sign of opening in the trembling.

Staring at the empty gate, Wang Mo's eyes showed longing, he wanted to become a powerful realm, only if his cultivation was enough, he could know the secret behind this mist, and he could be qualified to stand on the top of this heaven and earth!

"Life and death, yin and yang, void and reality, these three fundamentals, I must be successful... It shouldn't be far off!" Wang Mo's eyes were like electricity, revealing a sense of confidence.

"Now that I have two magic fruits, and if there is another one, I will be ninety percent sure of success! The realm of great power is very close!" Wang Mo took a deep breath, and at this moment, the roar rose again, and in a long laugh, the body of the Lord of Zhongheng walked towards the Xuankong Gate.

With a wave of his hand, the blood and qi rose up to the sky, and the black snowflakes in the sky condensed wildly, turning into a long sword outside his body, and grabbed this sword, the Lord of Zhongheng raised his head to the sky and roared, towards the Xuankong Gate, and slashed down with a sword!

"Prove the Fa today, open the gate of heaven, and enter the avenue!" The power of this sword shook the earth, turning into a black storm of blood and qi, and with a crazy aura, it went straight to the empty gate.

Getting closer and closer, in an instant, this black sword qi storm approached the gate of the Xuankong Gate, and a "boom" shook the barbarian star, and a loud sound that shook the starry sky surged.

But seeing that the Xuankong Gate, under the collision of this storm, there were actually fine cracks, and before it could be opened, it directly collapsed by a small half, and was forcibly blasted open!

Wang Mo took a deep breath, he looked at the Lord of Zhongheng, the blood qi coming out of his body was fundamentally strong, surpassing all the fundamental power that Wang Mo had seen, this power, this breath, was extremely amazing!

The Xuankong Gate was half shattered by the sword of the Lord of Zhongheng, and it was pushed inward, and a soft light descended directly from within it, enveloping the body of the Lord of Zhongheng.

This light had no color, filling the sky, and all of it was condensed in Zhongheng's body, rapidly integrating into its body, making the breath on the body of Zhongheng's body surge, and in a moment, a breath of the early stage of emptiness shrouded between heaven and earth.

This aura contains evil energy, and outside the body of the Lord of Zhongheng, countless illusory shadows suddenly appeared, and the number of those figures is endless, all of them are people killed by the Lord of Zhongheng in this life!

This boundless illusory shadow, the moment it appeared, looked at the Lord of Zhongheng tremblingly, revealing a look of fear, they seemed to scream, but the sound did not come out at all.

Under the silent scream, these illusory shadows trembled and knelt on the ground, actually worshipping the Lord of Zhongheng! But there was one person, who did not kneel, but silently looked at the Lord of Zhongheng in the crowd, with a soft smile on his face.

It's a woman!

The Lord of Zhongheng looked at the woman in a daze, two lines of tears slowly flowed from his eyes, he stretched out his right hand, the smile on the woman's face was even more beautiful, her eyes were gentle, and she slowly walked towards him.

Gradually, the woman got closer and closer, and finally stood in front of the Lord of Zhongheng, standing in the crook of his right arm, being hugged by the Lord of Zhongheng, the tears on the face of the Lord of Zhongheng flowed, he looked at the woman in his arms, and cried bitterly.

The lord of the dignified generation of Zhongheng, the fundamental power of the blood and qi, he was still a tough guy in the previous ten sharp thorns that were pulled out, and he endured the unimaginable pain without roaring with all his might, let alone leaving tears, but at this moment, the moment he hugged this woman, he cried.

He hugged the woman like a mortal, tears and tears, he hugged very tightly, as if he was afraid that as soon as he let go, the woman would disappear and leave him forever.

The woman bit her lower lip, and there seemed to be tears in her smile, but there were no tears in her soul, and even these tears were illusory, only seeing her crying, but not tears.

This is soul sorrow.

In the arms of the Lord of Zhongheng, the woman smiled silently, silently shed tears, she slowly raised her right hand and gently put it on the face of the Lord of Zhongheng, as if to wipe away the tears of the Lord of Zhongheng, but she couldn't touch it.

The sadness in the eyes of the Lord of Zhongheng was heart-wrenching, and he also raised his left hand, wanting to stroke the hair of the woman in his arms, but in the end, he couldn't do it.

He watched as the woman in his arms slowly penetrated his arm, retreated, as if there was a suction force to pull her body away, and her body was slowly disappearing like a cigarette.

"Ziyuan !!" The Lord of Zhongheng raised his head to the sky and let out an earth-shattering roar, he forgot that he had blasted open the Xuankong Gate at the moment, forgetting everything, in his eyes, at this moment, there was only this one woman!

His love for his wife is all he has in this life, his happiness, and the source of his suffering.

Seeing that his wife appeared because of this, the remnant soul that had been transformed by the blood and qi was about to go away again, and the shadow of the red face that he had remembered in his heart for tens of thousands of years was about to disappear again, this pain made the lord of Zhongheng let out a terrible roar, he rushed forward, he wanted to keep his wife's soul!

Even if he doesn't want this realm of power, even if he gives up everything, he still has to keep this soul! Even if this soul is incomplete, it's just a weak projection when the Xuankong Gate appears...

It's just that the woman's figure is getting farther and farther away, and the tears in her eyes can't be seen clearly, and there is no one, but the sadness on her face is something that people can't forget for the rest of their lives.

With sadness, she always smiled and looked at the Lord of Zhongheng silently.

Wang Mo looked at all this, his right hand raised the void in silence and grabbed it, and immediately the storage crack appeared, and more than a dozen one-leaf obstructions flew out of it, he didn't know if this thing could help the Lord of Zhongheng, but he had to try.

A leaf obstacle appeared, Wang Mo pinched the trick with both hands and made a million seals, making that leaf obstacle more powerful, Wang Mo flicked his sleeves forward, rolled the more than ten pieces of a leaf obstacle and went straight to the front, pointing towards the woman who was about to dissipate far away, and these more than ten pieces of a leaf obstacle immediately flew and went straight to the front.

Wang Mo gritted his teeth, simply bit the tip of his tongue, and squirted out a mouthful of pale golden blood, this blood is the power of his bloodline, the blood of the immortal god!

As soon as the golden blood came out, the power of the immortal gods shrouded the more than ten pieces of one-leaf obscuration, making them golden, and they passed directly through the Lord of Zhongheng in a roar, surrounded by the woman, and went inward!

The woman's body suddenly froze, and the golden aura was permeated around her, and under the shroud, she saw that more than a dozen leaves of obscuration went straight to her body, turning into a seal of heaven and earth, and completely solidifying her body.

The Lord of Zhongheng hugged the woman, tears flowed, and she muttered some words, and the woman also silently hugged the Lord of Zhongheng, as if it were eternal.

After a long time, the Lord of Zhongheng raised his head, and with a wave of his left hand, a simple hairpin appeared, and the hairpin was slowly carried on the woman's head.

Looking at the woman intently, the sorrow in the eyes of the Lord of Zhongheng was even stronger, and after half a sound, he turned to look at Wang Mo, and the gratitude in his eyes was indescribable.