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- "I can't suppress his soul even if I join forces with the Red Crow King. Now we're in big trouble. If he blows up his divine source, we, the four half-ancestors, can release his soul and spirit together. We may not be able to suppress him. Zhang Ruochen is definitely an anomaly!"
The Soul Mother sent a message to Empress Shiji.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Since you are afraid of death, why don't you let me leave?"
Soul Mother was shocked again, this was too outrageous.
The half-ancestor¡¯s message could not be concealed from his perception.
Empress Shiji said: "Not everyone has the courage to make the decision to self-destruct the source of God. Zhang Ruochen should be very aware of the impact it will have after his death. Without your protection, how many people will die?"
"It seems that the empress is also afraid! Why not invite Ming Zu out? If he takes action, I will definitely not have any chance of self-destruction." Zhang Ruochen said.
A smile appeared on Empress Shi Ji's face and she said: "Why does Ming Zu take action?
Zhang Ruochen, do you know that your luck is really bad? "
"Oh! What do you say?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Empress Shiji said: "The Lord, please show up!"
In the vast and hazy chaos, an invisible seal of all things slowly emerged.
It is like a mark of heaven and earth, containing countless mysteries, releasing wisps of dark clouds and becoming the center of the entire world.
The figure of the Dark Lord stands on the invisible seal of all things. It seems to be looming, but there is an aura that shocks the soul.
Feeling the momentum that was different from the other half-ancestors present, Zhang Ruochen's expression suddenly changed and he tried to speak in a calm tone: "Why is the Lord here?"
The power of the entire space-time battlefield is as if controlled by the Dark Lord. All the rules and divine patterns have become static, and the atmosphere has become extremely oppressive.
Empress Shiji said: "If I want to completely separate from the Cauldron of Darkness, I can't do it with my own strength. I must have the help of the ancestor who is proficient in the way of darkness."
The Lord of Darkness then said: "There are very few warriors in the world that interest me, and the Cauldron of Darkness is one of them. This deal is a good deal."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Cooperating with the Mingzu faction is like seeking the skin of a tiger. How could the Lord be so insane? Are you not afraid to help the Mingzu faction cultivate another ancestor?"
"It's not that easy for the ancestors."
"The Dark Lord's voice is vague and hoarse. We are allies. The Dark Ancestor faction can trade, but cannot cooperate." They let you take action just to drag you down and make you the public enemy of all forces in this era. If I die, all the monks who want to avenge me will definitely come to you first. "
"wrong!"
Empress Shiji shook her head slightly and said: "The divine realm is our enemy, and the Ming Ancestor faction is the Lord's most powerful ally. As for the monks in this world, they are all ants and nothing to be afraid of."
??????????????????????????????????????? Immediately afterwards.
Empress Shiji¡¯s bright red lips moved and she whispered a riddle.
After listening, a sharp light appeared in the eyes of the Dark Lord. He looked at Zhang Ruochen, as if he could penetrate his body and soul with his eyes, and said: "Where is my other black hand?"
Zhang Ruochen did not deny it and had a clear and profound understanding of his situation.
It is impossible for Empress Shiji to ask the Dark Lord to help her peel off the Cauldron of Darkness without any precautions. The only one who can check and balance the Dark Lord is Corpse Nightmare.
Therefore, the corpse nightmare is likely to be hidden in a nearby space.
It¡¯s as difficult as going to heaven to escape today.
If you want to fake death and hide it from your ancestor, there is only one way left. That kind of method requires gambling, and Zhang Ruochen is not even 50% sure.
no way!
We can only gamble with the sky. If he succeeds, he will be out of the chess game, and the half-ancestor can expect that he will no longer be led by the immortals.
There was sarcasm in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, he pretended to be crazy, and said with a low smile: "That black hand has always been here with me, the Lord doesn't know about it! If it is handed over to you, your cultivation and combat power will definitely increase by another level. At this level, why do you still need to form an alliance with me?"
Zhang Ruochen, do you know that these words have angered me?"
The dark energy within the Dark Lord swept across the world. Before using any magical powers, the space around Zhang Ruochen began to shrink rapidly and became more and more viscous, as if it was about to solidify.
This is the pressure of the ancestors!
Zhang Ruochen let out a long sigh, as if he had resigned himself to his fate, and said: "I am at the end of my rope today, and the Mingzu faction cannot possibly spare my life. Haha, you will have such a day in the future! But I do have one thing to restrain the Mingzu faction. The monk's treasure was given to you before he died, just to give me a happy life. In the future, it may be yoursRefining the way of fate, everything is to fight against fate and rewrite the scene he saw in the fate pool.
Because of this, she has lost too much.
I lost my family and my life.
If Zhang Ruochen dies, then all her thoughts and pursuits will come to an end here. What is the meaning of the future?
Before Prajna left the valley, he encountered the selfless lamp that came to deliver a message.
In Baiyi Valley, all the senior officials gathered around him immediately.
"What happened, why are you not with Di Chen?" Prajna asked.
"How do I know? He asked me to send you a letter, and then he disappeared! I am also confused about this situation now. He finally qualified to be my master, but he died by suicide. I am still very confused. Depressed. Who can I talk to for explanation?" Wu-Se Deng said.
Chan Bing said: "There may be the truth in Di Chen's letter."
Prajna asked quickly: "Where is the letter?"
From inside the Selfless Lamp, a piece of folded white letter paper flew out, with a faint orchid fragrance.
With extremely complicated emotions, Prajna slowly unfolded the letter, and the bad premonition in his heart became even stronger!
It is impossible for Zhang Ruochen to send a letter for no reason.
"Smoke and dust, you can't escape your fate, as you can see in the fateful pool."
"I expected that I would not be able to survive. When I came to the defense line of the Dark Abyss, I hesitated. I didn't know whether I should go to Baiyi Valley to see you. I was afraid that after seeing you, the past would disturb my mind and I would never be able to face death. "
"Still remember, Fengwan Terrace, golden jade leaves, fire cloud jade, green fire Xuanwu"
"There is also the hint of blue in the summer in the west courtyard, the youthful playfulness of Qian Shui when they were engaged, the helplessness of the Chen family's farewell, the regret of Liangyi Sect recommending you as the world's son, the pain of cutting off the robe at the palace gate, and the complicated feelings of seeing each other again. Emotion and melancholy.¡±
"When I was young, perhaps in the Holy City of the Eastern Territory, or perhaps in the Liang Yi Sect, there was a moment when I regarded you as the most important person in my life."
¡°Later, I walked thousands of roads, met millions of faces, and went through millions of hardships, but I still feel that that summer afternoon in the West Courtyard, the sunshine was the most genial and warm, and it was the most leisurely and carefree period in life. "
"It's a pity that it was just ordinary at that time."
"If I am lucky enough to survive, I will definitely marry you when I return, fulfilling the promise I made that day even after three lives and three reincarnations. "
"If you go here and don't come back, the air will naturally be stained with blood and the bones will be hard to leave behind. You must live well and set up a monument for me by the Santu River. If on the anniversary of my death every year, the wind blows the paper candles and the lights are chaotic, it is me. Come to see you! Ruochen¡¯s last work.¡± (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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