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The young man doesn¡¯t care what the scholar thinks.
After all, no one cares what an ant thinks.
For Yue Mingsheng, the scholar whom he picked up casually and treated as a servant was naturally no different from an ant.
On the Blue Star, because of the blood demon's plot, his split soul and main soul had to merge into one again.
The result is that the endless power of time suddenly falls on oneself.
If you look carefully, although Yue Mingsheng looks like a young man, his temples have completely turned into the gray of an old man. The young man's face does not look delicate at all, but looks a bit old.
Those eyes are filled with the dust of endless years.
Although when the blood demon wanted to escape, Yue Mingsheng had already taken care of him.
But I was forced to be like this. I could only wait for my own light to fall into darkness like the sunset.
Simply put, people who are waiting to die will not be in a good mood.
The only thing that can put people in a good mood is naturally some unexpected things that can make people feel a little surprised.
The moment Luo Ke¡¯s realm improved, Yue Mingsheng suddenly took a big sip of wine into his mouth.
"It doesn't taste good."
As the only two strong men who have mastered the power of destiny.
Everything Luo Ke can see at this moment has naturally been experienced by Yue Mingsheng.
The so-called grasping the fate of the world and becoming the supreme emperor of destiny.
If you believe this kind of thing, then you are a ghost. If you are really deceived by this power, then doing long will just become part of the rules of fate.
After feeling that Luo Ke had obviously given up on this choice, Yue Mingsheng nodded slowly.
¡°It didn¡¯t disappoint.¡±
The current Yue Mingsheng is no longer the remnant soul that he was in the previous state of split soul, even the realm of Tianjun.
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"It's a pity that in order to live longer, I broke my soul.
Although the cultivation level of a god has been restored now, the way to continue further has been cut off.
There are countless ancient beings who wake up from their slumber, all looking forward to the coming of heaven, which will give them the opportunity to become a saint and an existence like an ancient god.
But for Yue Mingsheng, he had already cut off all his future, so naturally he would not have so many thoughts.
My only thought is to think about how I am going to die while I am waiting to die.
But right now, it seems that there is no need for him to die like this.
After all, there are still many interesting things, such as this so-called Holy Lord of the Human Race.
The inheritance of the Holy Lord of the human race usually remains dormant for a long time, unlike that of the demon race.
If the demon tribe has a holy star, they will eventually be elected to a holy master.
But after the death of the last Holy Lord of the human race, the Three Light Sacred Artifact will be left behind.
Exactly when recovery will occur is not something that can be predicted at all.
So in the era when Yue Mingsheng and the human demons went against the river, there was no so-called Holy Lord of the human race.
The human race was able to fight against the monster race entirely because of the countless geniuses that emerged among the human race in that era, and among those geniuses, he was equal to that guy who was full of muscles.
It has always been something Yue Mingsheng was unwilling to face.
Now there is a kid who obviously has a strong destiny field, but he has learned the skills of that idiot who is full of muscles.
Suddenly, the wine tasteless after drinking it.
Or at the time, he did not have that guy than that guy, after all, he killed a demon saint against Liuchuan.
"This point, even if Yue Mingsheng has this ten thousand disapproval in his heart, he must admit that he does not have that kind of strength even now.
But now, I am almost dying.
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Yue Mingsheng suddenly became a little angry. This anger came for no reason.
But for a strong man whose life has reached the end of his life, what reason does he need to find for being angry now?
The scholar standing beside the young man had no idea what was going on.
But the atmosphere around him suddenly became very cold.
Originally, my strength had reached the point where I could withstand the cold and heat, but now I found that even though night had not yet fallen, I was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture.
Yue Mingsheng¡¯s eyes suddenly fell on the scholar.
"what's your name?"
"Aoki SwordZhuoran."
The scholar also wanted to announce his name to be more prestigious, although this name was probably worthless in the eyes of the young man in front of him.
But after all, it is the final result of years of hard work in martial arts training.
"You are lucky," Yue Mingsheng said with a smile.
While speaking, a black light spot instantly fell on Zhuo Ran's eyebrows.
At this moment, there are countless fragments in front of Zhuo Ran. Each fragment contains majestic spiritual energy. When Zhuo Ran wants to touch one piece.
All the black fragments dissipated instantly, and everything around them returned to calm.
When Zhuoran's eyes fell on the edge of the cliff, the young man's figure had already disappeared.
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On the daytime star, the moment Luo Ke let go of his hand, the world seemed to open up again.
Although my cultivation level has improved, it is not as obvious as before when I was able to control all my destiny.
But there is no doubt that this kind of improvement is the most stable way to improve.
Luo Ke pressed forward with one hand.
The energy in the whole body began to be suppressed.
And then, a darkness swallowed up Luo Ke.
With the improvement of one's own cultivation, it is inevitable to face the Tao Yun mark left by the demon clan saint masters again.
This is an obstacle for Luo Ke.
It is also a kind of training.
The light of the sun and moon appeared on Luo Ke's shoulder, and the surrounding darkness was instantly illuminated.
And at the end of the darkness is a huge bone throne.
On the throne, a skeleton held his chin with one hand, looking at Roco's position with interest.
In the skull¡¯s eyes, the faint blue flame kept beating.
Luo Ke didn¡¯t have the slightest impression of the former saint of the demon race who appeared in front of him.
After all, both the human race and the demon race have developed for countless years. During these countless years, the life span of each saint is only two thousand years, which is actually not long.
Most of the saints will only be remembered in their era, and as the era goes by, many saints will only remain in the memories of history.
The white bones and skeletons on the throne spoke in a very hoarse voice.
"I only have one sword, you can take it, or you will die."
"Compared with what I have seen before, this demon saint's words seem to be too simple. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com