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Chapter 773 The old emperor whose lifespan has expired, a grain of colorful gravel

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    The old man who had been following Sect Master Yan suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, with a trace of horror in his eyes. After a while, the shock faded away, and a little more understanding appeared in his heart.

    "Sovereign No, Your Highness, I am finally willing to take a step forward."

    As long as you intervene in this matter, no matter whether anyone knows it or not, there will be traces left, which is the foreshadowing for the future.

    The old man didn't dare to delay, he immediately left Big Dipper Sect and went straight to the target.

    The stars shone brightly, and the brilliance of a big star in the sky shone slightly. A starlight fell from the sky and landed on the southeast side of Dayan, near the border.

    The figure of the old man stepped out of the starlight, stood in the air, and looked around.

    Following that, the old man frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to grab hold of it. The little bit of undetectable power remaining in the air was caught in his hand.

    He fell to the ground, savoring the traces of power left here.

    The more you feel, the more shocked you will be.

    There has been a confrontation here not long ago, but the fighting time was extremely short, and there was very little dead energy remaining.

    After a while, the old man looked at the environment here. On the one hand, he couldn't see any changes, but on the other hand, he caused a lot of damage in a very short period of time.  As if it was done by one person.

    From this point of view, there were at least two people who shot at that time, and their tactics were completely different. One of them, with absolute strength, forcibly crushed and killed one enemy.

    As for the other enemy, there is basically no trace of it from here, and it should be killed in a single blow.

    The intruders are all dead, and they will be defeated in one blow, completely invincible.

    Didn't it mean that there were at least two powerful practitioners who practiced the unique method and specially restrained the devil?

    The old man was a little confused, and his heart was a little dignified.

    It took an hour to turn around the area hundreds of miles away, and the old man's expression became more and more solemn.

    "Your Highness is indeed right. Qin Yang's strength is extremely terrifying. The rumors are no longer unbelievable, but absolutely unbelievable."

    As if sensing that someone was coming, the old man disappeared instantly.

    Another person came here, but none of them landed. After turning around quickly, they turned back immediately

    It was dusk, and Yan Yun was walking in Dayan Palace City, walking towards the deepest point step by step.

    Looking up, it is full of twilight and desolation, I don't know if it is because of the dusk, or because the land of Dayan is just under the setting sun that is about to set.

    Near a side hall, there were a lot fewer guards and servants on duty. Inside the side hall, there were black veils hanging down the floor, and no one could be seen.

    When the servant who led the way arrived here, he stopped and signaled Yan Yun to go in by himself.

    Arriving here, Yan Yun couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

    The dead air here is hidden, hidden but not released, but there is a feeling of black clouds overwhelming the city, accumulating but not broken.

    As the great emperor of the gods, he couldn't suppress this kind of weather, which only explained one problem.

    It was finally time for him to die.

    This time I'm afraid it won't be the same as before, it's just a bit of fake news that triggers internal changes in Dayan.

    It's a pity that this kind of news has come too many times, true and false, even if it is true this time, it has not brought about any special changes.

    The fight between the prince and the grandson has already reached the stage where he can't care about this kind of news.

    The only advantage may be that the emperor is really dying, and everyone can't believe it. They all think that this old guy who is old and faint can survive for a few more years, and a few more years

    "Here we come." From the side hall, came a voice with a strong twilight.

    "Yan Yun, greeting Your Majesty." Yan Yun saluted outside the hall.

    "Come in."

    Yan Yun was silent for a moment, stepped forward, lifted the black veil, and entered the side hall.

    The dead air lingers inside it, and on the pillars of the square hall, there is a coiled dragon formed by the gathering of dead air, and the four coiled dragons continuously devour the dead air in the hall, preventing the dead air from spreading.

    In the middle of the building, a thin old man leaned there, quietly watching Yan Yun who came in.

    He was full of despondency, and the dead air covered his face. In fact, his life energy had been exhausted, and now he was just lingering on his last breath, holding his last breath.

    Suddenly, on the ground of the hall, a layer of black light brushed past, and a phantom in the form of a strange beast flickered below.

    The strange beast was tightly bound by the death-qi dragons on the four reflected dragon pillars, and it couldn't break free no matter what.

    &nbsp?Black radiance enveloped the entire world.

    That is a flaw, a crack, a shackle, and a void.

    Qin Yang stretched out his hand, feeling that his heart was still extremely stable, without any change in his heartbeat.

    He knew that when he saw this picture, there would definitely be shocks and changes.

    But here, nothing has changed.

    From the perspective of running the Stealing Heavenly Treasure Sutra, it was finally determined that this was indeed a huge flaw, a huge flaw where even the Stealing Heavenly Treasure Sutra could not be found.

    This should be because he has just started with the Stealing Heaven Treasure Sutra, and the level is not enough.

    But he understands that if he doesn't make up for it.

    The pinnacle of his life is the realm of the dharma body. With such a huge defect, he will never be able to become a Taoist monarch.

    That kind of shackles cannot be broken by brute force, or in other words, on that day, he may not even be able to see where the shackles are, and it is impossible to break the shackles and break through forcibly with the mighty power in his body.

    It is imperative to make up for the Dry Heart Curse.

    Since the whole world is impossible, let's try it first.

    Qin Yang's body of consciousness fell into this tranceless world, came to the center of a dry lake, touched the cracked land in the center of the lake, and touched a grain of gravel with his fingertips.

    In his eyes, that grain of gravel rapidly grew bigger in his eyes.

    The brilliance of the Stealing Heavenly Treasure Sutra turned into a little rainbow light at his fingertips and penetrated into the gravel.

    The Heaven Mending Immortal Canon also operated accordingly, and in an instant, a dot of rainbow light appeared at Qin Yang's fingertips, and the power in his body was consumed rapidly.

    In Daoji, there is still a trace of innate breath, which fell into the colorful light, followed Qin Yang's fingertips, and submerged into the gravel.

    A moment later, in this gray, white and black, desolate and dead world, there was a grain of colorful gravel

    Qin Yang, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly grinned and cursed.

    "Dog thing, it's interesting." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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