Chapter 4161: The Power of the Mass Immortal Emperor

The music here is really too charming.

Gradually, Ye Wudao thought of everything he had experienced in that chaotic space, and the sad song sung by the rosy skeleton.

He still remembered that he had bumped into a rosy skeleton in the Silent Hall of the Red Dust Palace, and the song that sounded around the skeleton was actually the song performed by the power of the Great Dao.

Ye Wudao still has a clear impression of that sad song now.

The ethereal singing voice was filled with sadness, and at that time, he couldn't help but recall Xu Ling'er.

The melody of the song echoed in his mind.

His eyes gradually became clear, not as intoxicated as before.

"True love..."

"True love!"

Ye Wudao gritted his teeth.

It turned out that the Flower Demon Venerable was not too perverted.

Even if she really had perverted thoughts, she would not waste too much time on her own interests.

Only when the emotions are revealed, maybe she can get a glimpse of the prototype of the emotion category avenue.

The sorrow of the seven emotions... the forbidden land of forgetfulness!

The flower demon wanted to tease others, revealing true feelings, and the sorrow of the seven emotions and the forbidden land of forgetfulness. M.

In fact, they are all connected!

Now thinking back, Ye Wudao felt that the horror of these ancient strongmen, the kind of horror that makes people tremble in the soul, exceeded any opponent Ye Wudao had ever encountered.

Unknowingly, they will fall into the trap and die unclearly. The best outcome is to become a puppet driven by others, and the worst result is that they don’t know how to die.

On the side of the fierce beasts, there is the Guiyin Demon King, who is using the mysterious avenue to control some of the human race strongmen they have cultivated.

There is also the trick demon king, who is good at deduction and can confirm the approximate location of the enemy. Of course, if the breath is not familiar, he can’t deduce too much.

The human race is even more terrifying. The Nine-wheeled Half Emperor, also known as the Martial Emperor, has gone to an unknown place. He had been revived for a long time, but he disappeared without a trace.

This is what Hongchen Xian told Ye Wudao, and the secrets of Hongchen Xian are also terrifying. The split of the three bodies, the mysterious Silent Palace, the ability to go to the Chaos, and the Seven Emotions Avenue are all mysterious and unknown.

Even Hongchen Xian knows the Yin-Yang Avenue.

Ye Wudao saw many small worlds composed of the Yin-Yang diagram here. He didn't believe that they had nothing to do with Hongchen Xian. The two must be related.

Yunmeng Fairy is also terrible. She secretly left the seeds of dreams on Ye Wudao. If he can't find it in time, he may be deceived.

This is the power of the group of immortals and emperors.

Many strong people who really stepped onto the peak will not use simple avenue power to fight and defeat you.

To become stronger, it is not simply to devour the opponent's avenue power.

They have many ways to treat the weak.

However, Ye Wudao felt that they had taken the wrong path.

This is not a road that can lead to the ultimate avenue. They are destined to lose themselves on this road.

Like the Red Dust Fairy, this is the most obvious example.

After regaining a little clarity, Ye Wudao stared at the center of the world, causing a curious voice from the String Music Fairy.

"Are you awake so quickly?"

"I have always wondered why as an emperor, you would fall." Ye Wudao laughed and said, "Now I have figured it out. The Emperor of Anmian has not fallen. You are the String Music Fairy, and the Emperor of Anmian is using you."

"Huh?!"

This bold inference actually caused a shock in all directions.

Countless small worlds began to tremble, and the earth shook.

The peaceful music around suddenly became chaotic.

In the distance, a white light flashed and appeared in front of Ye Wudao.

Her pink hair reached her waist, and she carried a guqin on her back. She looked soft and beautiful, with indifference and domineering.

A white fairy robe swayed gently in the wind.