Chapter 980 The Gate of Fate
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Liang Xin
Lu Wuchen planned to start with the Emperor of Heavenly Calamity.
Among the seven immortal emperors, he has the most information about the Emperor of Heavenly Misfortune, and he also knows the existence of his current gate of life.
The six gods.
The owner of the tomb, Montenegro, Tianchen, Yingrong, Goddess.
In addition, there is another person whose name is only called misfortune.
This person, through the patchwork of some clues, Lu Wuchen has already guessed his identity.
It is the second Heavenly Misfortune Emperor.
"The Emperor of Heaven's Misfortune, he should have obtained an ancient method from somewhere, and cut out his life for reincarnation."
"The Emperor of Heavenly Misfortune will use the power of the entire Heavenly Misfortune Prison to assist him in his growth. In the Heavenly Misfortune Prison, there is no other luck to nourish him, and even ordinary children of luck are not born. It seems that the Emperor of Heaven's Misfortune actively absorbs luck." , instilled in a person, the speed of this person's growth is completely different."
In contrast, there was Ji Yunwei in the Great Central Immortal Dynasty.
In the Shenmiao Mountain, there is also a woman with the treasure of gods and demons.
Heaven's disaster prison, naturally this is the disaster.
"Moreover, although the method of reincarnation makes them not the same person, they are also related to each other."
Lu Wuchen thought.
This misfortune of the heavenly crowd is still separated from the emperor of heaven and disaster. The emperor of heaven and disaster knows him, but he should not know his own origin.
After all, if you want to become an immortal emperor, you must be a complete individual. If you are "incomplete", it is difficult to achieve the highest.
It should be when this misfortune passes through the immortal gate and becomes an immortal emperor, the Heavenly Misfortune Emperor will merge with each other, possess the body of two immortal emperors, and become the strongest.
This move can be said to be extremely calculated, and the benefits are also extremely large.
Once achieved, there will be two bodies of immortal emperors, which is equivalent to the connection between Lu Wuchen and the ancient idols of heretics.
But the shortcomings are also obvious.
"Heavenly Misfortune Emperor, if you pour all your power into this person, it will inevitably lead to your own weakness."
"Moreover, the two of them are not a whole, and their weaknesses are too obvious."
Lu Wuchen shook his head, if he didn't have himself, if he gave this Heavenly Misfortune Emperor another thousand or even ten thousand years, the pattern of this place would definitely be broken.
But now, it's not that easy.
……
In the heavenly maid prison.
In the ancient temple on the top of the mountain.
In the retreat room, Yingrong closed her eyes tightly, and there were continuous bodhisattva phantoms around her, and there were constantly images of women with various postures and faces, showing indefinitely.
Numerous avenues are winding around him, and the ancient immortal power is endlessly mobilizing.
But even so...
"It's still useless."
Yingrong opened her eyes, her face was a little pale.
She had used many methods before, but she just couldn't erase that ray of black light on her soul.
The dark black mist, like a myriad of enchanting demons, has been deeply fused with her soul.
Just taking a look at it gave her a heavy sense of foreboding.
"That person's methods are too terrifying."
"Unless my soul dies, I can't break free from his shackles."
The baby looks terrified.
Thinking of the previous scene, she regretted it.
If he hadn't been greedy for the power of the ancestral dragon, why would he have entered there and been involved in this matter.
"There is also that guy from Heishan, who will become an internal response. If the emperor finds out, he will definitely make his life worse than death!"
There was viciousness in the baby's eyes.
Do you want to tell the emperor about this?
With Dijun's strength, she might be able to help her solve the current problem. She is loyal anyway, and she is the longest group of people who have followed Dijun.
"If I were you, I wouldn't have such thoughts."
When this idea just came up, a calm voice rang in Yingrong's ears.
"Who?"
For a moment, a creepy feeling came to my heart.
Yingying's complexion changed drastically.
She looked around frantically, at this moment, endless black mist appeared in front of her eyes, turbulent and rising, just a breath passed, and Yingrong was shocked to find that the place she was in was already different.A second ago, I was still in the palace of Tiannv Prison, surrounded by countless fairy kings.
Now, I am in a snow-white hall surrounded by black mist, and my eyes are empty.
"What kind of method is this..."
Yingrong's scalp was numb, and she looked up tremblingly.
I saw that terrifying white figure sitting on the palace.
He is still so ethereal, not stained with dust.
Behind Lu Wuchen, there is a thick barrier of fog, which is vague, and only a huge figure supporting the sky and the earth can be seen standing there.
Yingrong's complexion was colorful, and finally turned into deep fear.
Have you been dragged into this space inexplicably?
She is clearly in her own palace!
In the palace, there are countless magic circles, countless restrictions, and there are many fairy masters guarding them.
Even so, couldn't stop him?Not even any warning.
At this moment, Lu Wuchen's eyes looked over, and the moment they made contact, Yingrong seemed to see the huge eyes behind the mist also projected down.
"what……"
A soul-torn pain swept over her, and she screamed loudly and fell to the ground.
Her charming and charming face, with thousands of faces, was only distorted under the severe pain at this moment, and a creepy scream came out of her mouth.
After a long time, in Yingrong's perception, it seemed that there were several epochs before the voice sounded in her ears again.
"If you are not completely sure, you'd better restrain your mind."
Lu Wuchen's voice sounded.
The pain that tore the soul began to recede, Yingrong's whole body was soaked, her hair was disheveled, her body was trembling, and she was terrified: "Thank you, sir, for not killing me."
Under her horror, her face became more and more frightened.
I can't hide my thoughts from him...
Now her little life is completely in the hands of the other party.
The baby is shivering.
This kind of method is absolutely impossible for the emperor of heaven and disaster. No wonder Montenegro didn't choose to confess to the emperor.
When her thoughts turned here, she quickly restrained her thoughts, for fear of thinking about any questions that she shouldn't think about.
Lu Wuchen stood up and walked down step by step. Every time he approached, Yingrong became more and more frightened, trying to comfort himself that if the other party wanted to kill him, she would have been dead long ago.
"The technique you practice is quite interesting. Can you communicate with all your cauldrons?"
Lu Wuchen asked.
"Yes!" Yingrong nodded hastily, "All the cauldrons have a trace of my spiritual thoughts, although they will not be controlled by me, but I can read their emotional memories, and even subtly influence them in some aspects. Use it for me."
"That's fine."
Lu Wuchen pointed his finger down and pressed it on the center of her eyebrows.
Yingrong's body trembled again, and the next moment, her mind suddenly flooded with memories, and countless divine thoughts hidden in the depths of her soul were activated.
For a moment, Yingrong only felt that he was connected to all the cauldrons, and countless mixed memories flooded in.
She looked panic-stricken, not daring to make any resistance, and let the adults scan them one by one.
Lu Wuchen went through all the memories in an instant, and after a moment of contemplation, the light of samsara appeared in his eyes, and he entered it with his spiritual thoughts.
At this moment, Yingrong only felt that all her cauldrons had lost contact with her. Just as she was panicking, the disconnected connections were reconnected again, but in all the cauldrons' minds, there were more out of thin air. A picture and a creed...
Believe in the ancient gods.
The phantom of the ancient god statue of heretics is deeply rooted in their memory and spreads rapidly.
Among the major clans and orthodoxy of Shentang Immortal Kingdom.
Or the elder sister who is as cold as a fairy.
Or the dignified and mature patriarch's wife.
Or the seductive and dignified elder of Yumen.
One by one, they got up suddenly, no matter what they were doing at the time, they retreated directly and started carving ancient statues.
Seeing this method, Yingrong clicked his tongue.
Lu Wuchen withdrew his finger, searched the information in the memory of many cauldrons, and made up a lot of information about the gods and fairy kingdoms.
There are seven immortal emperors in Shentang Immortal Kingdom, like a huge jigsaw puzzle, with Lu Wuchen's search, all the information is also fused together.
He looked at Yingrong.
"In the universe of Montenegro, what is collected is the power of war that kills chaos. Where is the original place in your universe?"
"It's just under my palace." Yingrong replied hastily, "There is the emperor's bowl of origin in that place, and what I collect in the universe is the power of lust."
Lu Wuchen nodded and said nothing.
Yingrong could only feel the black mist billowing in front of her eyes, and in a flash of divine skill, the surrounding landscape changed again. She had already returned to the palace, surrounded by the faces of many fairy kings, all of whom were in love with each other, as if she had never left This place is average.
The more so, the more frightened she was.
My soul has been branded, no matter where I go, it is impossible to escape.
As a result, Yingrong didn't think about any miscellaneous things anymore, since she couldn't escape, she was willing to surrender.
"Maybe, this master is stronger than the Emperor of Heaven."
"By the way... and the goddess from back then."
"When I went to the land of the ancestral dragon, the goddess seemed to be with the adults. Could it be that she has also been recruited?"
Yingrong frowned, thought for a while, and shook her head after a long time.
No matter what he does, the next time he sees her again, he will make a conclusion by making indirect remarks.
Among the seven immortal emperors, he has the most information about the Emperor of Heavenly Misfortune, and he also knows the existence of his current gate of life.
The six gods.
The owner of the tomb, Montenegro, Tianchen, Yingrong, Goddess.
In addition, there is another person whose name is only called misfortune.
This person, through the patchwork of some clues, Lu Wuchen has already guessed his identity.
It is the second Heavenly Misfortune Emperor.
"The Emperor of Heaven's Misfortune, he should have obtained an ancient method from somewhere, and cut out his life for reincarnation."
"The Emperor of Heavenly Misfortune will use the power of the entire Heavenly Misfortune Prison to assist him in his growth. In the Heavenly Misfortune Prison, there is no other luck to nourish him, and even ordinary children of luck are not born. It seems that the Emperor of Heaven's Misfortune actively absorbs luck." , instilled in a person, the speed of this person's growth is completely different."
In contrast, there was Ji Yunwei in the Great Central Immortal Dynasty.
In the Shenmiao Mountain, there is also a woman with the treasure of gods and demons.
Heaven's disaster prison, naturally this is the disaster.
"Moreover, although the method of reincarnation makes them not the same person, they are also related to each other."
Lu Wuchen thought.
This misfortune of the heavenly crowd is still separated from the emperor of heaven and disaster. The emperor of heaven and disaster knows him, but he should not know his own origin.
After all, if you want to become an immortal emperor, you must be a complete individual. If you are "incomplete", it is difficult to achieve the highest.
It should be when this misfortune passes through the immortal gate and becomes an immortal emperor, the Heavenly Misfortune Emperor will merge with each other, possess the body of two immortal emperors, and become the strongest.
This move can be said to be extremely calculated, and the benefits are also extremely large.
Once achieved, there will be two bodies of immortal emperors, which is equivalent to the connection between Lu Wuchen and the ancient idols of heretics.
But the shortcomings are also obvious.
"Heavenly Misfortune Emperor, if you pour all your power into this person, it will inevitably lead to your own weakness."
"Moreover, the two of them are not a whole, and their weaknesses are too obvious."
Lu Wuchen shook his head, if he didn't have himself, if he gave this Heavenly Misfortune Emperor another thousand or even ten thousand years, the pattern of this place would definitely be broken.
But now, it's not that easy.
……
In the heavenly maid prison.
In the ancient temple on the top of the mountain.
In the retreat room, Yingrong closed her eyes tightly, and there were continuous bodhisattva phantoms around her, and there were constantly images of women with various postures and faces, showing indefinitely.
Numerous avenues are winding around him, and the ancient immortal power is endlessly mobilizing.
But even so...
"It's still useless."
Yingrong opened her eyes, her face was a little pale.
She had used many methods before, but she just couldn't erase that ray of black light on her soul.
The dark black mist, like a myriad of enchanting demons, has been deeply fused with her soul.
Just taking a look at it gave her a heavy sense of foreboding.
"That person's methods are too terrifying."
"Unless my soul dies, I can't break free from his shackles."
The baby looks terrified.
Thinking of the previous scene, she regretted it.
If he hadn't been greedy for the power of the ancestral dragon, why would he have entered there and been involved in this matter.
"There is also that guy from Heishan, who will become an internal response. If the emperor finds out, he will definitely make his life worse than death!"
There was viciousness in the baby's eyes.
Do you want to tell the emperor about this?
With Dijun's strength, she might be able to help her solve the current problem. She is loyal anyway, and she is the longest group of people who have followed Dijun.
"If I were you, I wouldn't have such thoughts."
When this idea just came up, a calm voice rang in Yingrong's ears.
"Who?"
For a moment, a creepy feeling came to my heart.
Yingying's complexion changed drastically.
She looked around frantically, at this moment, endless black mist appeared in front of her eyes, turbulent and rising, just a breath passed, and Yingrong was shocked to find that the place she was in was already different.A second ago, I was still in the palace of Tiannv Prison, surrounded by countless fairy kings.
Now, I am in a snow-white hall surrounded by black mist, and my eyes are empty.
"What kind of method is this..."
Yingrong's scalp was numb, and she looked up tremblingly.
I saw that terrifying white figure sitting on the palace.
He is still so ethereal, not stained with dust.
Behind Lu Wuchen, there is a thick barrier of fog, which is vague, and only a huge figure supporting the sky and the earth can be seen standing there.
Yingrong's complexion was colorful, and finally turned into deep fear.
Have you been dragged into this space inexplicably?
She is clearly in her own palace!
In the palace, there are countless magic circles, countless restrictions, and there are many fairy masters guarding them.
Even so, couldn't stop him?Not even any warning.
At this moment, Lu Wuchen's eyes looked over, and the moment they made contact, Yingrong seemed to see the huge eyes behind the mist also projected down.
"what……"
A soul-torn pain swept over her, and she screamed loudly and fell to the ground.
Her charming and charming face, with thousands of faces, was only distorted under the severe pain at this moment, and a creepy scream came out of her mouth.
After a long time, in Yingrong's perception, it seemed that there were several epochs before the voice sounded in her ears again.
"If you are not completely sure, you'd better restrain your mind."
Lu Wuchen's voice sounded.
The pain that tore the soul began to recede, Yingrong's whole body was soaked, her hair was disheveled, her body was trembling, and she was terrified: "Thank you, sir, for not killing me."
Under her horror, her face became more and more frightened.
I can't hide my thoughts from him...
Now her little life is completely in the hands of the other party.
The baby is shivering.
This kind of method is absolutely impossible for the emperor of heaven and disaster. No wonder Montenegro didn't choose to confess to the emperor.
When her thoughts turned here, she quickly restrained her thoughts, for fear of thinking about any questions that she shouldn't think about.
Lu Wuchen stood up and walked down step by step. Every time he approached, Yingrong became more and more frightened, trying to comfort himself that if the other party wanted to kill him, she would have been dead long ago.
"The technique you practice is quite interesting. Can you communicate with all your cauldrons?"
Lu Wuchen asked.
"Yes!" Yingrong nodded hastily, "All the cauldrons have a trace of my spiritual thoughts, although they will not be controlled by me, but I can read their emotional memories, and even subtly influence them in some aspects. Use it for me."
"That's fine."
Lu Wuchen pointed his finger down and pressed it on the center of her eyebrows.
Yingrong's body trembled again, and the next moment, her mind suddenly flooded with memories, and countless divine thoughts hidden in the depths of her soul were activated.
For a moment, Yingrong only felt that he was connected to all the cauldrons, and countless mixed memories flooded in.
She looked panic-stricken, not daring to make any resistance, and let the adults scan them one by one.
Lu Wuchen went through all the memories in an instant, and after a moment of contemplation, the light of samsara appeared in his eyes, and he entered it with his spiritual thoughts.
At this moment, Yingrong only felt that all her cauldrons had lost contact with her. Just as she was panicking, the disconnected connections were reconnected again, but in all the cauldrons' minds, there were more out of thin air. A picture and a creed...
Believe in the ancient gods.
The phantom of the ancient god statue of heretics is deeply rooted in their memory and spreads rapidly.
Among the major clans and orthodoxy of Shentang Immortal Kingdom.
Or the elder sister who is as cold as a fairy.
Or the dignified and mature patriarch's wife.
Or the seductive and dignified elder of Yumen.
One by one, they got up suddenly, no matter what they were doing at the time, they retreated directly and started carving ancient statues.
Seeing this method, Yingrong clicked his tongue.
Lu Wuchen withdrew his finger, searched the information in the memory of many cauldrons, and made up a lot of information about the gods and fairy kingdoms.
There are seven immortal emperors in Shentang Immortal Kingdom, like a huge jigsaw puzzle, with Lu Wuchen's search, all the information is also fused together.
He looked at Yingrong.
"In the universe of Montenegro, what is collected is the power of war that kills chaos. Where is the original place in your universe?"
"It's just under my palace." Yingrong replied hastily, "There is the emperor's bowl of origin in that place, and what I collect in the universe is the power of lust."
Lu Wuchen nodded and said nothing.
Yingrong could only feel the black mist billowing in front of her eyes, and in a flash of divine skill, the surrounding landscape changed again. She had already returned to the palace, surrounded by the faces of many fairy kings, all of whom were in love with each other, as if she had never left This place is average.
The more so, the more frightened she was.
My soul has been branded, no matter where I go, it is impossible to escape.
As a result, Yingrong didn't think about any miscellaneous things anymore, since she couldn't escape, she was willing to surrender.
"Maybe, this master is stronger than the Emperor of Heaven."
"By the way... and the goddess from back then."
"When I went to the land of the ancestral dragon, the goddess seemed to be with the adults. Could it be that she has also been recruited?"
Yingrong frowned, thought for a while, and shook her head after a long time.
No matter what he does, the next time he sees her again, he will make a conclusion by making indirect remarks.
