I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

As talents personally selected by Emperor Xuanwu, they were able to get here step by step, so naturally they would not take any chances.

"But...what exactly is it?"

Qingyue child couldn't help but swallowed.

Among everyone present, he was the youngest and had the lowest cultivation level.

Although he has always looked down on everyone in his words, he also "spoke wildly" when he went to Qianqiu Valley. He always believed that as long as he was given enough time, everything could be surpassed by him.

But when facing a strange and powerful enemy, the enemy will not give him enough time to grow.

"I...I'm only eleven years old..."

The Qingyue child shivered and his lips turned white.

Outside the ancient king's chariot, the darkness was thick and the gray fog was misty. Even with the cultivation of Yuan Dan realm, it was difficult to see through the barrier of the gray fog and see what was behind the darkness.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the magical power used by the Taoist monk taught by Feng has now lost its effect and cannot connect the two of them.

"Your Majesty, is the entrance you mentioned... really located here?" Mo Zian asked worriedly, "In my opinion, it is best to wait for Master Feng to return, and we will work together to find the entrance to the third floor. This is relatively safer..."

"Master Feng has been away for many days, we can't wait forever."

Hearing this, Mo Lianque shook his head helplessly: "According to the calculations of our ancestors, this is our last chance. As the vitality of heaven and earth declines, Xuanwu Kingdom is gradually weakening, and the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons is also gradually weakening. In this era ...This is the moment when the gap in strength between our two sides is the smallest!"

Why doesn't he want to wait until Feng Xia returns?

Unfortunately, time really waits for no one!

If you miss this era, it will be the last era.

From now on, the countless human races in the Xuanwu Kingdom will almost never rise again for generations and thousands of years.

For the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, this may be a trivial matter, but for the Kingdom of Xuanwu, this is undoubtedly a desperate future!

"Keep moving forward. I and my ancestors have been preparing for this day for too long."

Mo Lianque took a breath, adjusted his breathing, his eyes were calm, and he regained his indifferent attitude: "It is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others. Even without the power of Master Feng, this stop... we must make full use of it. !”

The atmosphere in the carriage of the Ancient King's chariot gradually became depressing.

And Mo Lianque added silently in his heart:

"My ancestors... have been waiting here for too long!"

Boom——

The ancient king's chariot rose into the sky and turned into a magnificent stream of light, like a meteor streaking through the sky, illuminating the darkness in all directions.

Shortly after this, the darkness suddenly moved.

It's not that the light dispels the darkness, but that the darkness itself is crawling, like an endless sky curtain, moving along the desolate earth!

At an unknown height, gray mist suddenly surged and formed shapes.

They have different body shapes, including men and women, and even different races. However, they are all made of gray mist, and their faces are blurred, making it difficult to see their true appearance.

"Our souls...were destroyed..."

"Who did it? The memory of the soul before its death was not transmitted back at all!"

"I can feel that the split soul was in great pain before it died, as if it had gone through endless suffering. What exactly happened to him, and what did he see before?"

One after another, the gray fog figures spoke one after another, as if they were discussing something. Every moment, many different voices sounded.

Over millions of years, they have separated countless souls. Those souls are not dead. However, it is said that after the death of the soul, the memory will return to the original body!

But this time, something unexpected happened.

The ghost died, but no memory was transferred back.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a soul separation. If you die, you will die. If you divide it again, it will be."

At this moment, a rather tall figure in the gray mist spoke: "More than three thousand years have passed, and the restrictions left by Imperial Master Lingyun can no longer trap us."

"There are only two that really need attention now."

"One is the contemporary Demon King. His cultivation is not strong, but he has many tricks. He has repeatedly delayed our opportunity to break the ban. If we had not deceived him this time, we would have had to wait even longer to show him again. Move."

"As for the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom that is dead but not dead..."

At this point, all the gray fog figures paused.

Immediately, the tall voice sneered: "Sky Pattern Kingdom, do you really think that no one knows their plans? They want to resurrect the Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor and turn us and this world together... into chaos forever. ?”

"It's just wishful thinking!"

"Let's go and split the soul again. Since they have been thinking about it for so many years, then we will completely destroy their hopes and let them watch their ancestral land... become our back garden for growth and expansion!"

"To be on the safe side, to cut off all their hopes and prevent any further accidents, let's invest in the soul power of the true spirit realm this time."

Chi chi chi——

At this moment, the gray fog seemed to be boiling.

From the sky, a shadow fell down. He seemed to have a clear goal, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared next to a woman.

"Xiu'er."

"ah!"

Hearing the voice coming from behind, the woman immediately screamed, but then she came back to her senses with a face full of surprise: "Your Highness! Is this you, Your Highness? Is it really you?"

"it's me."

The voice paused for a moment, and then spoke calmly.

"It's great that you're okay!" Hearing this, the woman patted her chest vigorously and breathed a long sigh of relief, "I knew that Your Highness, you are so powerful, so how could Xia Donghai defeat you?"

Originally, after the Holy Son was killed, Mo Zhongxiu became quite panicked.

After all, she left her homeland and came here alone, and her greatest reliance was on His Highness the Holy Son!

If the Holy Son was really defeated, then she would become a loner and a rootless duckweed. Her only choice was to hide carefully and prevent anyone from discovering her existence.

This is also the reason why she chose to act alone after entering the second level.

But now, Mo Zhongxiu was in an unprecedented happy mood.

because……

His Royal Highness the Holy Son is back!

"Your Highness, what are you going to do next?" She suppressed her excitement and asked cautiously.

"Step into the third floor and kill everyone!"

The Holy Son said word for word.

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Chapter 0379

"Has someone already entered the third floor?"

When Mo Zhongxiu heard this, he immediately became energetic.

As far as she knew, there was only one person who could step into the second level of the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum. They could be said to be the elite among the elite.

But if you want to step into the third level, it is even more difficult!

Because the entrance to the third floor is mobile, its coordinates are changing all the time.

To find it, one must be powerful enough to search the entire second floor in an instant and determine the location of the entrance.

Or, you have to master the transformation rules of the entrance coordinates, and after extremely complex calculations, wait for it to move in advance!

And the second method is not simpler than the first.

The calculation process is extremely complicated and requires the deduction of massive amounts of information. Those with weaker cultivation levels may be unable to bear it in an instant, with their soul power drying up and their brains boiling!

"Regardless of whether anyone enters or not, this time, the third floor is destined to become a restricted area."

The Holy Son slowly walked out of the darkness. Mo Zhongxiu only glanced at it and then stayed there. Extremely intense panic surged in like a tide, completely submerging her in an instant.

In Mo Zhongxiu's memory, although the Holy Son was a demon in his true form, he was still a graceful young man in his daily life.

She had also imagined what an honor it would be for the Holy Son to marry her and become rich and wealthy overnight.

But what did she see at this moment?

It's clearly just a gray ghost!

Although it was still the voice of the Holy Son, no matter how you looked at it, it was just a hazy gray mist, sometimes twisted and twitching, with no thickness, no temperature, and even no complete facial features.

There is only one single eye open at about the same position as the face, and there is an endless fierce light in it. Even if you look at it, it seems to be able to devour a person's soul!

"you you……"

Mo Zhongxiu took a few steps back in horror.

Is this still the Holy Son that she fell in love with in the past?

"Um?"

At this time, the figure made of gray mist frowned, a cold light shone in his one eye, and said coldly: "Don't waste time, this Holy Son came to see you because I have an important task for you. .”

The moment he was stared at by that eye, Mo Zhongxiu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.