"Causal reincarnation salvage technique?"

"Sent Hun Tian from the past to this timeline we are in?"

The old nerve spoke slowly, with a hint of cold surprise.

He has also done this before sending living beings to a time that does not belong to the present.

In order to help Shen Nanzhi condense the "Collapse of Years" ultimate move, he personally made Shen Nanzhi travel through time and space.

"But Hentian, according to what you said, is very far away from the current timeline, so far away that it is unimaginable!"

"And he is a peerless evildoer of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan!"

"I want to reverse time and space for such evil creatures and send them from the past to the future!"

“The price that will be paid is unimaginable!”

"Besides, the real body will definitely not be able to get through!"

"It's incredible that it can be successful even if it's hosted in a physical body!"

"That one is ominous and terrifying beyond imagination!"

The old nerve's voice became deeper and deeper.

"It doesn't matter, that ominous statue has fallen!"

Ye Wuque sighed softly, and in the Stinging Dragon Secret Realm, the witness of fate "Du" appeared in surprise, and came according to the eternal promise to suppress the ominous situation there.

Cooperating with him can be regarded as a complete success in the end.

"So, the golden-winged hair on this mural was killed by you, pretty boy?" Brother Xiaosha looked inexplicably excited and kept mumbling.

"The wings of the golden-winged roc, if you come to barbecue, wow haha! It should be delicious! Wah kaka!"

"What came was not the real body. In the end, it should have been the trump card left by the ancestor of Jin Peng. Its function allowed it to escape in the end."

Ye Wuque spoke lightly.

He had long ignored his defeated generals like Hun Tian.

"It means that this golden-winged bastard was accidentally brought to the future during a fight with Fairy Miaomiao. Later, it successfully escaped and should have escaped again."

"I was defeated by you and almost died. Even if I come back, I'm afraid I will have to pay a huge price!" the old nerve thought thoughtfully.

"Heh heh heh! Pretty boy, needless to say, I like beating up drowned dogs the most! Then knowing me, Fairy Miaomiao must be very good at this kind of thing!"

"This golden-winged bird will probably end up not very good. Even if it doesn't die, it will lose its skin. Hehehehe!"

Brother Xiaosha smiled very obscenely.

In a daze, it could guess everything that happened, and it was certain that Fairy Miaomiao would not let go of this opportunity.

The original sad atmosphere dissipated a little.

The seventh mural!

Like the fourth mural, it had already peeled off in the main hall and nothing could be seen.

But here, it's different.

The moment he saw the seventh mural clearly, Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed slightly again!

What is painted on the mural is... a big hand!

Infinite dominance!

Blocking out the sky!

With his fingers spread wide, he seemed to be dragging an extremely huge...ancient tomb!

Pulled down from infinite heights!

The ancient tomb was filled with a strong mysterious sense of death, and the void was surging, exuding an aura that could tremble the world, and seemed to be boiling!

Above this ancient tomb, there are six gray light groups of different sizes, shining brightly, revealing a kind of despair!

It seems to be wailing, it seems to be roaring, and it is full of extreme unwillingness!

It was as if he was being suppressed into the ancient tomb by this overbearing hand!

"This is the process of the Supreme Being moving the Tomb of Eternal Night!!" The old nerve spoke immediately, being the first to identify it.

Ye Wuque's eyes also flickered.

Naha's unparalleled hands!

terrible!

Surging with unparalleled invincible power, such a terrifying Tomb of Eternal Night is like a plaything in his hands, playing with it at will.

That’s how the faulty fingerprint left in front of the entrance to the Tomb of Yongye appeared!

At this moment, Ye Wuque understood even more...

"The Emperor Burial Spirit clan is a foreign race, not from the native land..."

"In fact, it should be created by this supreme being!"

"The purpose is to store the 'power of the third calamity of the Holy Law of Dou Zhan', waiting for my arrival!"

"A long time ago, this supreme existence would appear before me..."

"Not only does he know the origin of the holy law of fighting, but he can also accurately leave behind the power of the third calamity. Who is this supreme being?"

"Could it be... Sora?"

Ye Wuque couldn't calm down.

He had imagined this before.

It seems that only Sora is so consistent.

In addition, there is also... a man with golden lightning, which is also possible.

But now, I saw with my own eyes that the temperament and aura exuded by the domineering big hand in this seventh mural seemed to be different from Kong and the golden lightning man.

Then who could it be?

Ye Wuque couldn't figure it out for the moment.

"But one thing is for sure, you, Emperor Xiangsi, and the supreme being who moved the Tomb of Eternal Night, you must know each other!"

"Otherwise, it will be difficult to accept."

"Is there even a possibility that the reason why this supreme being moved the Tomb of Eternal Night was based on your idea?"

Ye Wuque looked at Brother Xiaosha and spoke like this.

Brother Xiaosha still had a confused look on his face. He really couldn't remember it. After hearing Ye Wuque's words, his bright little eyes flashed blankly.

The eighth mural.

What is recorded is the emperor’s longing for lovesickness!

A dark high platform.

Emperor Xiangsi is on the top of the high platform, and all living beings are prostrating, and the power of faith is boiling.

But the emperor Xiangsi in the mural is already crumbling, like a candle in the wind.

After seeing the eighth mural, the three of them seemed to be silent again.

"Over the long years, every recovery power you have accumulated should have been injected here. From the white coffin to the inner world of the coffin, it finally entered this high platform and became the nourishment for Emperor Xiangsi's recovery. But you can't get in. This is

It's not your fault." Ye Wuque spoke again, breaking the silence again.

The old nerve's eyes became gloomy and sad again.

Brother Xiaosha also has a hint of sadness.

It seemed that they were once again brought back to the cruel reality.

Emperor Xiangsi has long since fallen.

The ninth mural!

The last mural.

In the main hall, what Ye Wuque saw was the appearance of the dragon, a deliberate deception to divert his attention.

At that time, it was a success.

Now, Ye Wuque, who understood everything, had an idea in his mind...

The ninth mural in the main hall should have also recorded something!

But it was deliberately erased by Zhihuan?

really!

When Ye Wuque looked at the last ninth mural, his heart was shocked!

The old nerve also had his pupils condensed!
To be continued...