The last words of the holy master, like a thunderbolt, directly cleaved into the sea of Muyi's knowledge, which made him instinctively frightened. He looked at the holy master in disbelief, as if he wanted to confirm it from his expression.
But in the end, Muyi understood that everything the saint said was true, that is to say, the man behind the end of the law disaster in Yangjian was actually immortal blood, a drop of immortal blood.
In the past, Mu Yi thought about many possibilities, and even thought that all of them were natural changes made by the cycle of heaven, but he didn't expect that behind this, there was such a terrible secret, or even a conspiracy. He didn't know why, a surge of anger suddenly rose in his heart.
"You guessed right. Although there is no evidence to prove it, the fact is true, but the means of the immortal blood has exceeded our imagination. Even the great emperor can't find any trace. However, the strong man of the Terran fought back and still inflicted some heavy damage, so there is later stability. But now, the immortal blood has recovered, so the horror of the Yangjian catastrophe will also exceed you My imagination, it is not just a problem in the spiritual world, but the crisis of the whole human race. "
The saint's expression became dignified, "In the past, our Terran was not without saints, but because the origin of the immortal blood became a mystery, which also made many people believe that there were other big worlds in the world except Yin and Yang, but they were very far away from us, but there were still a group of people who chose to look for the so-called big world. Even our Terran saints also embarked on this road in order to find a way for the Terran to live To find a way to restrain immortal blood.
Unfortunately, after the Terran sage left, there was no news. Maybe he had already lost in the chaos and darkness, and maybe he couldn't find his way home.
The only thing we can be sure of is that once the immortal blood succeeds, not only the sun will be destroyed, but also the hell. I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape. "
"Is the truth like this?" Muyi said stupidly. Then he seemed to think of something and asked, "can't even the nether emperor and empress Houtu resist it?"
At this time, in addition to the two, several figures emerged in Muyi's heart. First, the golden figure inherited by jiuzhuan Jinshen Jue. He can be sure that the figure has also reached the level of the great emperor, but the other party doesn't know where to go and whether it has fallen into the fairy tomb. After all, according to the saint, there was a meteorite at the level of the great emperor in that war Fall.
There is also the demon family, Qingqiu secret land, the legendary wa emperor, who is also the level of the great emperor.
In addition, the ancestor of Styx river is also a legendary great emperor level strong man, and even the evil Buddha he got in the sun is also a great emperor level strong man.
However, thinking of the disappeared Styx ancestor and the evil Buddha with only one statue left, Mu Yi had a frightening idea in his heart. Perhaps the culprit of all this was the immortal blood, and there were more secrets he didn't know.
"Those two are integrated with the underworld to some extent. Only in the underworld can they remain the strongest. Once they get out of the underworld, they are just better than the general emperor. However, the immortal blood is strange, and no one can guarantee that they can resist. What we can do is to continuously improve our strength to cope with the future disaster," said the saint.
"Great disaster, is it another great disaster?" Muyi couldn't help sighing. Maybe the future underworld can't escape this fate.
"Is there any chess piece under immortal blood cloth in my Terran?" Mu Yi thought of those things secretly investigated by the ancestors of the yuan family.
"Yes, there are not only my Terran, but also the demon and ghost families. But don't worry, these 'people' are nothing. Even if they break out, I have enough confidence to suppress them. Moreover, there need to be some different voices in the Terran. After all, the Terran has been stable for too long, even if there is an external threat, it can't hurt the root." the holy Zun said.
After hearing the words of the holy master, Muyi was a little relieved. After all, it was the holy master. At this level, there were few things in the world that could be hidden from them, but the big things in his eyes were only small things in the holy master's eyes.
Sure enough, different status and strength have different horizons.
"What does my test mean? As for handing over the Terran to me and asking the holy master to take it back, I'm afraid I can't bear this heavy responsibility." Mu Yi asked. At the same time, he clearly rejected the throne of the Lord. Although it was tempting, he still knew himself. When he was in the sun, he didn't even pay much attention to the affairs of the rosefinch hall, and almost all of them were handed over to his subordinates.
What's more, it's the Terran temple. Compared with the rosefinch hall, the Terran temple is more than a thousand times troublesome, and he is not rare for this right. Instead of wasting his energy there, he might as well practice well. After all, in the face of the coming disaster, only strength is the most important.
"If we Terran don't want to be cannon fodder, we must have a saint, which is also a prerequisite. No matter how much we pay for it, it's worth it." a touch of firmness flashed in the saint's eyes.
"No matter what the price?" Mu Yi nodded if he realized. Indeed, although it seems that the human race can resist the demon and ghost two races, in fact, it is also the connivance of the high-level of the demon and ghost two races, and he doesn't really want to destroy the human race, which is more similar to a kind of captivity.
Once the real catastrophe breaks out, the demon and ghost families will show their ferocious faces, and will certainly regard the human race as cannon fodder. Without saints and great emperor level strongmen, the human race is simply unable to resist. Therefore, it is no wonder that the saint will be so persistent, even at all costs.
If it was him, I believe he would do the same, because only in this way can the Terran get breathing and vitality.
"Does the holy master think I can become a saint?" Muyi asked, and finally understood what the so-called test is.
"If you didn't have any hope in the past, you would only go to the semi Saint at most. That would also be your end, but if you come out from there, it means that you have one in ten thousand hope to become a saint." the saint looked at Muyi with burning eyes.
"Only one in ten thousand?" Mu Yi was stunned. Although he knew it would be difficult to become a saint for a long time, he still couldn't believe it when he heard the of the saint. This was the result of his coming out from there, otherwise it seemed impossible to become a saint in his life.
"Do you think one ten thousandth is very low? If I tell you, even if it is only one ten thousandth, it makes countless semi saints and quasi emperors envy crazy? At least compared with us, you still have hope." a touch of gloom flashed in the depths of the saint's eyes.
"Well, I want to know where it is?" Muyi finally asked.
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