Chapter 1799： take home

Chapter 1799

"What happened?" Zhang Lu was obviously a good listener, and asked the question very cooperatively.

Sun Yan sighed and said: "After the fall of the Lord of Hun Meng, his clone was very unwilling to see Hun Meng going to ruin day by day, so he tried to save Hun Meng by himself. But to save Hun Meng, only There are two methods, the first method is to resurrect the Lord of Hunmeng, and the second method is to erase the power that made Hunmeng decay."

The first method obviously doesn't work. The Lord of Hunmeng died completely, obviously not a clone that can be resurrected.

Not to mention the clone of the Lord of Hunmeng, even the Lord of Hunmeng, who is in the same realm as the Lord of Hunmeng, may not be able to do it.

"So, you used the second method?" Zhang Lu thought thoughtfully, "Erase the spirit of the dead tomb?"

Sun Yan nodded and said: "The Qi of the Dead Tomb is the main culprit that caused the destruction of Hunmeng. When the Lord of Hunmeng was still alive, there was no Qi of the Tomb of Death in Hunmeng. After the Lord of Hunmeng fell, every When a creature falls, it will form a bit of the Qi of the dead tomb. The stronger the master falls, the more the Qi of the dead tomb will be formed. And the Qi of the dead tomb will swallow and assimilate the power of the hazy, destroying the material and the real world. Energy, every extra point of the Qi of the Dead Tomb, the power of Hunmeng becomes thinner, and the day when the Qi of the Dead Tomb is full of Hunmeng is the day when Hunmeng is completely destroyed."

Zhang Lu listened quietly. Obviously, something must have happened later, otherwise Sun Yan would not have become this way.

"It didn't take long for the clone of the Lord of Hun Meng to find the source of the Qi of the Dead Tomb, that is... the will of the Creator that remained after the fall of the Lord of Hun Meng. The will of the Creator mutated into the Qi of the Tomb of Death, and devoured and assimilated Hun Meng frantically. The power. It even evolves and opens up a space, which is the tomb of the sky."

"If you want to prevent Hunmeng from being destroyed, you must solve the source of the Qi of the Dead Tomb and erase the mutated will of the Creator."

"The clone of the Lord of Hun Meng thought that with its own strength, it would definitely be able to erase the will of the Creator, and almost without preparation, it directly shot at the will of the mutant Creator."

"But what he didn't expect was that after the baptism of the mutated Creator's will for a long time, a trace of sanity was gradually born, and it was able to manipulate the remaining Creator's will and the endless aura of the dead tomb... Unsuspecting muddy The avatar of the Lord of Meng, under the sneak attack of the mysterious will, was directly hit hard and almost fell."

Speaking of this, Sun Yan became emotional, with anger and remorse: "After the mysterious will attacked and inflicted heavy damage on the avatar of the lord of darkness, it took advantage of the avatar of the lord of darkness to attack the avatar of the lord of darkness. Take the house! The most important thing is that he even succeeded!"

Zhang Lu was startled: "Seize the house?"

He thought about many possibilities, but he didn't expect that Sun Yan would be taken away.

"That mysterious will is very strong, but it's not as powerful as the clone of the Lord of Murder. At the root, it is because the clone of the Lord of Might is too underestimated, so it can take advantage of it." Sun Yan's voice was very heavy, and his emotions were very depressed. , "Fortunately, the consciousness of the clone of the Lord of Hunmeng comes from the Lord of Hunmeng. Even if it is attacked, even if it is seriously injured, even if it is taken away, the mysterious will still cannot wipe out its consciousness..."

It's just that without the body and even the soul of the body, the strength of the avatar of the lord of darkness is greatly reduced, and it is not even much stronger than the ordinary king of the ten thousand layers. On the other hand, looking at the mysterious will, after taking over the body and soul of the avatar of the lord of darkness, the strength becomes more and more powerful. Powerful, although he can't help the consciousness of the avatar of the master of the fog, the latter also can't help him.

"That is to say, there is no life...is it the true will of the Heavenly Tomb?" Zhang Lu took a breath.

The truth was reversed so quickly that he was caught off guard.

Who would have thought that Zong Wusheng was the real will of the Heavenly Tomb!

"The avatar of the Lord of Murder was unwilling to be reduced to a monster similar to the Spirit of Murder, so he tried to unite many kings of the Myriad Realm and killed the corpse without life, but who would believe a monster similar to the Spirit of Murder. If so?" There was a hint of sarcasm in Sun Yan's tone, and he didn't know if he was laughing at himself or the kings of the ten thousand layers, "Not only did the kings of the ten thousand layers refuse to help, but instead joined hands to destroy the chaos. Master clone."

At the end, there was a deep sadness in Sun Yan's tone.

He is the avatar of the Lord of Murder!

In the end, it ended up like this...

"The clone of the Lord of Hun Meng knows that things cannot be done, and he has to give up dealing with Zong Wusheng, but he is not reconciled..." Sun Yan's emotions became a little crazy, "So he made a decision that made him regret countless Hun Ji, This decision is... to take over the body of the will of the mutant creator!"

Zhang Yu's eyes showed a trace of doubt, and he didn't quite understand what Sun Yan meant.

"As far as the mysterious will is concerned, the will of the mutant creator left after the fall of the Lord of Hunmeng is his body. If he wants to seize the clone of the Lord of Hunmeng, he will naturally have to abandon his former body..." Sun Yan took a deep breath and said. : "Under desperation, the avatar of the lord of the fog finally chose the body to take over. In this way, maybe you can rely on that body to compete with the mysterious will."

After taking over the body of the mutant Creator's will, the avatar of the Lord of Muddy completely replaced the mysterious will, inheriting everything from the latter, including the celestial tomb, including many altars, and... the ability to manipulate the energy of the dead tomb. .

Zhang Yu was stunned, what a shocking melon!

That seemingly righteous, Zhan Wusheng, who has the same face as the clone of the Lord of Murder, turned out to be a mysterious will.

The will of the Heavenly Tomb, which seems to be evil and scourges Hunmeng, turned out to be the clone of the Lord of Hunmeng.

The exchange of consciousness between the two also makes justice and evil instantly reversed.

"The avatar of the misty master thought that after entering the body of the mutant creator, he would be able to compete with the mysterious will, but he did not expect that even if he could control the aura of the dead tomb, even if he had the strong will of the mutant creator as support, he would still not be able to. The opponent of the mysterious will, because the latter knows too much about the aura of the dead tomb, and also knows too much about the will of the mutant creator, plus the strength of the mysterious will itself is very powerful..."

"There is no doubt that the avatar of the Lord of Hun Meng failed!"

"Failed badly!"

"Afterwards, the mysterious will set up a barrier in the sky tomb, imprisoning the Lord of Hun Meng in it, so that he could not escape forever. Then, under the guise of justice, he united many kings of the ten thousand layers to open up the sky of Hun Meng. ."

The mysterious will, that is, the dead body, has no ability to obliterate Sun Yan, and can only take the next step and imprison him.

"The avatar of the Lord of Haze almost fell into despair, because he had no ability to break the barrier set by the mysterious will, and could only watch himself trapped in the heavenly tomb until one day, he noticed that the heavenly tomb Many altars have noticed the manipulated puppets of the heavenly tomb. He faintly felt that his strength was increasing little by little..."