"It's really like I'm Chen someone's son, and I've asked the key."

Chen Changhe glanced at Hui Mingming and said with a very gratifying smile.

“In fact, it is very simple, the dark heaven palace is for the land, but the heavenly people are for the practice.”

"Now, the life of the human world is planted with the kind of destiny, but before the fate of the emperor did not break the seal, it is impossible to stir, used to open a door of destiny hidden in the void, and that one by one in the door of destiny, there are many supreme magic, including the original magic, disaster, yin and yang, five-way magic, killing magic, blood magic, chaos, and so on.These gods are the supreme gods in the heavens and the earth, and once they are obtained and cultivated, they can dominate a characteristic power in the heavens and the sky, and they can look at the sky with pride."

“That is why the violet emperors are willing to give up the dignity of the rulers of heaven and bow down to cooperate with the dark heavenly palace.”

“Once they work together to save the Great of Destiny, the fate of the people in the hearts of all will be moved, and in the void, there will be a direct appearance of all the gates of fate, and then their plot will succeed.”

"And the dark heavenly palace, since it was defeated by the emperor and removed from their soul, for thousands of years, has been trapped in the space outside the three worlds, and it is impossible to return to the three realms."They are not willing to be in a position to be in a position to return and dominate the three worlds, and then to absorb the flesh and blood of the sentient beings in the human world, and complete the evolution of their vital signs, but because of the seals laid out by the emperor, the field idea is extremely strong, and they are one by one, and they cannot stay in the three realms for a long time, so they must use the heaven and your strength to break the seal.”

Chen Changhe said slowly that after so many years of exploration and speculation, the biggest conspiracy in these three worlds is also unobstructed.

“My strength?”

Hui Ming said, not by the eyebrows to pick, a little two monks still can't touch the mind.

“Yes, your strength!”

Chen Changhe said in a loud voice.

"You're now freeing your ethereal intelligence, with five lines of spiritual force, slowly stirring the Supreme Bones to try."

He did not answer directly, but pointed a heavy face.

Hui Ming heard the words, did not delay, hastily stabilized the mind, sat on the floor, slowly closed his eyes, his hands were stamped, and he began to slowly mobilize the five-way spirit in his body according to Chen Changhe.

A road or thunder, or electricity, or ice, or earth of the spiritual force of the torrent, haunting the sea of air under the supreme painting bone of the supreme painting of the white color, but also a little bit of the shiny becomes shiny, the light a little magnified, gradually, in the mind of the wise, a huge hobo, slowly appeared out.

Hui Ming's calm inner vision reflected the huge Hubo of a round of colorful full moon, and suddenly his eyes cluttered sharply, and he saw that the round of colorful and brilliant moon suddenly rose up and began to bloom strange light.

The light came from the lake, penetrated out, and even on the lake, gathered a wave of faint mist.

“Is that it?”

In the heart of the heart, what does this vision represent?!

As he was surprised, the spirit of heaven and earth around his body suddenly rioted, and began to condense at a crazy speed toward the lake inside him.

What!

In the lake, the round of colorful full moon, more and more bright, the light condensed, and then under the insurrection of Huiming's incomparable horror, on the lake, condensed into a faint humanoid light.

That light and shadow, dressed in a white robe, looks a little vague, but on the robe, there is a picture of Danqing, floating slowly, a terrible pressure, at this moment, slowly rippling, making Huiming inside, like a big earthquake.

Howl!

Oh, hey!

The loud sound of the dragon, with the appearance of the light and shadow, is also suddenly ringing, in the lake, the lake rattling, that wave of fog, directly condensed into countless dragon shadow Fengzi, slowly hovering around the shadow.

“Father, I see who he is?”

Little Clever asked.

“Moon painting!”

Chen Changhe heard the words, and above his face, it also showed a strong ecstasy, and trembling answered.

“Why do you appear inside me?”

In the heart of Huiming, it was a great shock, and the five flavors of the heart were mixed, and I did not know whether it was joy or helplessness.

"After the war with the Emperor of Destiny, in order to completely seal the fate of the emperor, he directly gave his life, but left in the world with a wisp of soul and a piece of painting bones."

Chen Changhe said slowly.

As his voice slowly fell, the lake was once again a steep one.

Rumble!

A huge roar, suddenly ringing, above the lake, a ripple, rippling, saw in the middle of the ripple, the white robe suddenly became clear.

I saw that he was covered with white hair like snow, but he looked extremely handsome, like a young man of two or eight, who was very bright, but very unexpected without eyes, looked a little strange.

When he was completely exposed, a breath of indescribability suddenly rippled, filled with majesty and strength.

Under that breath, it is as if even the heavens and the earth can be torn directly.

The spirit of the little Huiming's body, suddenly rushing again, is as if he is allowed to move.

“Oh!”

His eyesless, quietly looking at Clemin, as if he could peer directly into his face through the flesh and blood in his body.

“Little boy, I’m finally waiting for you!”

A faint voice came slowly from the white robe, but it was slightly desolate.

“See the old man, see the painting of Moyeon!”

He speaks in a hurry, and he is in a hurry to hear the words, and he is in awe of such a rebellious existence.

"No need to be polite, now I am old and decaying, but also a wisp of soul, whether I can fulfill my wish, but also rely on small friends."

Moyeon said slowly.

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, carefully looked at the wise body, and gradually, in the eyes of the blind, there was also a little bit of a look.

"A small age is already the peak of the wonderland, it is good.But that is not enough.”

“Why?”

“The seal of no-man’s land is closed, and the millennium is loose once, and only you can repair it, but with your current cultivation, it cannot be done.”