The fog shadow was hazy, and a figure passed through the fog and came to a small inlet. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

One, two, three, when the last figure arrived, everyone knelt down and bowed down, just surrounding the small inlet.

Suddenly, a magnificent light and shadow rose in the inlet, and he glanced around and said: "I have fallen for many years, and finally when the world clashed, the heavens were chaotic, but I couldn't break through the barrier and return to the world. The saint is dead, Haotian should stand, no matter how much it costs, he will be reincarnated as an immortal!"

"We will assist the Emperor to ascend to the Thirty-Three Heavens!"

The voice was far away, and Li Hui suddenly woke up, panting and covered in sweat.

"What's wrong...... Yang Jiuzhen felt that her husband's breath was disturbed and woke up from her sleep.

"It's okay! You go to sleep first, I'm going to think about it. Li Hui got up, he was recuperating for a while now, and went to bed on time every day in order to regulate Yang Shen, but he had the nightmare just now.

"How can I sleep?" Yang Jiuzhen sat cross-legged, and opened a vertical eye on his forehead to look at his husband.

This vertical eye is not real, but is painted by small anti-demon patterns, the subtleties are extremely extraordinary, and it goes deep inward, like a nine-fold pupil, hiding a mystery.

Now Yang Jiuzhen's methods are comparable to Li Hui, but his cultivation is a little worse, and he is still stuck in the middle of the journey, and he has not yet condensed the Yang God.

She looked at it carefully for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "The scene that my husband saw in my dream is about to happen or is happening, this is a warning from Wu Tu to my husband, and it is a sign of a change in luck. ”

Li Hui said: "I'm going to go to the inlet in my dream, and you have to guard my body." When the time is ripe, I will immediately draw the righteous qi of heaven and earth into my body. ”

"It seems that the husband has made up his mind. Yang Jiuzhen grabbed his forehead and unexpectedly gouged out the heavy pupil demon eyes formed by the convergence of the anti-demon patterns.

"What are you doing here?" Li Hui was shocked.

Seeing that blood was oozing from Yang Jiuzhen's eyebrows, she wiped the blood stains without caring and said: "This heavy pupil demon eye is what I obtained by breaking the anti-demon pattern and repairing it by myself, which is equal to half a Dao fruit, and it only needs to be recovered after three months of meditation, and it is handed over to my husband for self-defense, and I can't pin all my hopes on righteous qi training." ”

"You have to recuperate!" Li Hui is not a hypocritical person, he took the heavy pupil demon eye and slapped it on his forehead, a huge light and shadow rose on his body, and his eyes suddenly became dull.

Next, the yang god went out of his body to pursue the inlet in the dream, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in the mist.

The fog is hazy, and there is no light in sight!

The fog is deep and heavy, with a hint of thrilling blood, and wherever you go, you will notice a hint of blood, as if it is a nightmare that will never go away.

Li Hui raised his hand to grab it, trying to hold on to a cloud of mist to watch, but he didn't catch anything, only a trace of blood slipped between his fingers.

"The years are misty, the mind is cracked, and it has become a secret realm infected by the blood of immortals. Li Hui was indescribably stunned, he unconsciously said what he thought in his heart, in other words, can he hear his heart in this secret realm?

Suddenly, someone in the depths of the mist spoke: "Yes, this is the mist of time, creating a slit in the minds of all beings, and I left a trace of immortal blood rooted in the minds of all beings back then, to ensure that they will not forget Haotian!"

"Haotian?" Li Hui's forehead exuded a ninefold demon pattern, and when he looked at it, he was shocked in his heart, and said: "It turns out that the immortal family that Wanchao Island really suppressed is not Erlang Zhenjun, but Haotian Immortal Emperor!"

"Li Hui, now that you are gaining momentum in the Wutu Continent, as long as you win the great luck in the Battle of the Canglang River, you can enjoy the peaceful years for hundreds of years, looking at the pattern of Wutu today, it will be even more limitless in hundreds of years, and now the thirty-three immortal projections underground will never have a chance to rise again!"

"You actually know about the battle of the Canglang River?" Li Hui slowly retreated and said, "You were obviously suppressed by Wanchao Island and Mount Tai, but you know the situation outside well, and you have a good understanding of the fire. The emperor's methods are really extraordinary, and it seems that he deliberately exaggerated the dream to attract me. ”

"Hahaha, I can hear the voices of all beings, so what you know, as the Haotian Immortal Emperor, I know everything! The reason why the Battle of Canglang River is important is because it inherits the luck of the next hundreds of years. Even if it is a bait sent by the outside world to cause disputes, eating the bait can fill your stomach. Misty sneered: "What a pitiful world! Don't you want to punish those monks who stand behind the scenes? There must be a dark immortal among them, since you know the root cause of the suppression of Wanchao Island, why don't you join forces with this emperor to create brilliance?"

The voice said with a psychedelic flavor: "Li Hui! To be a human being, you must have a sense of the overall situation, even if you sacrifice some people, as long as you devour the Demon Yuan World, you can send them into reincarnation, and these people will enjoy glory and wealth in their next life, and even cultivate immortals and become enlightened." This emperor assures you with an oath that he will never give birth to a different heart, and can even help you reincarnate once to obtain a higher starting point, and become the prince of Haotian. ”

"Prince, after reincarnation, they are all glorious and rich?"

Li Hui walked forward obsessively, through layers of mist, and unconsciously entered the blood color, standing in front of a small inlet.

A back figure appeared in the air, and he sighed: "Don't disguise! Although you let yourself be thoughtless and evaded the investigation of the voice of the heart here, how can you get lost with the blessing of the earth's luck?"

Li Hui suddenly raised his head, and a pupil shadow erupted on his forehead and said, "Are you really the Haotian Immortal Emperor?"

The back laughed: "Hahaha, I hope you never see me, that will scare the liver and gallbladder to burst!"

"The emperor was immortal in the past, and all living beings respected you!, but in the face of such a calamity, it no longer exists, I think that the entanglement between the immortal projection and the present world is not from the will of the immortals, but by a dark force, so I want to attract the righteous qi of heaven and earth to be injected into this place, so as to awaken the true consciousness of the emperor, so that I can talk to you openly and honestly. ”

The back said coldly: "What kind of dark power? It doesn't exist at all, in other words, you sit on the heavens and all the worlds, and enjoy the blessings of the immortals forever, and suddenly fall to this point, will you be willing? ”

Li Hui Zhengse said: "There is indeed a grudge, but the immortal family is upright, and the Dao realm is far away, how can it be so selfish and selfish? ”

"Don't measure immortals if you don't want to be immortals!" The back of the hand stood and said: "We can bet on a game, you bet on the immortals to be upright, this emperor will bet on the origin of selfishness, and bet on the sentient beings of the earth, as long as you are willing, this emperor can accept the righteousness of heaven and earth at any time and return to the origin." ”

"No, I don't have the right to bet on sentient beings, but I can bet my life here for the time being. Li Hui's eyes shone brightly, and he was sure that after returning to his roots, the dignified Haotian should not be what he was looking like in front of him.

"Boom ......" was full of blood, staining the small inlet in front of him, and it felt like a long time had passed, and the back suddenly transmitted: "Okay, bet!"