Heavenly Curse

"No, he is not Mu Yi."

Suddenly, the Nether Emperor opened his mouth, and then Tu Niangniu nodded gently.

"He is the man buried in the eternal coffin. He is not our age."

At this moment, the young man stepped out gently, and then a punch fell into the long river of time and space. Suddenly, the will that had just risen broke up. This punch, although there was no golden light shining, but all the four **** in the **** Recognize it.

"Nine transfers to the golden body."

At this time, an indescribable figure suddenly emerged at the end of the long river of time and space. Despite the endless time and space, it still attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

"Pseudo fairy!"

The boy who grew up in the eternal coffin, or Mu Yi, finally spoke, and his voice directly reached the end of the long river of time and space.

"Yi! Your time has been buried long ago. Even if you end all epochs, it is impossible to return to that time."

At the same time, the figure at the end of the long river of time and space also spoke, and the voice also came in.

"Then I will be in time and space and buried with you." Mu Yi, or Yi Yi, said.

After speaking, Mu Yi stepped directly into the long river of time and space.

The Nether Emperor looked at each other, followed closely, and stepped into the long river of time and space.

Although they are very clear that whether it is the pseudo-immortal at the end of time and space, or Mu Yi, or the existence of Yi from the last era, they have far surpassed them, but they are also clear that this is the only thing they can surpass. Opportunity.

Sometimes strength is important, as is luck.

When Mu Yi stepped into the long river of time and space, remembering that the memory in the long river of time and space has finally recovered. At this moment, the blankness in Mu Yi's eyes receded and became unprecedentedly bright.

"It turns out that this is my third life in the true sense!"

"In the first life, my name is the tomb, because I bear the last destiny of the Xiuzhen era and buried the entire era. In the long river of time and space, I pursue the hope of becoming immortal, want to reverse the time and space, return to my original era, and save My era, but I failed. "

In the distant memory, an eternal coffin is flowing upstream in the upper stream of time and space, and every vibration of it makes the long stream of time and space show signs of collapse, and every leak of power is enough to crush the emperor.

On the eternal coffin, the salary lamp shines through the ages, illuminating its way home, but in the end, the eternal coffin failed. With a sigh, the eternal coffin separated from the salary lamp, and drifted with time and space.

"In the second life, my name is Yi, fifty avenues, Tianyan forty-nine, and one of them is Yi, which is a variable, and the one for which I am alive. In this life, I am the emperor of ancient times, and I created the nine-turn gold medal. I tried to break through all methods and pursue the ultimate strength. I wanted to break the yoke of time and space and go home, but in this life, I still failed. "

In the long river of time and space, remembering the memories of the original war, two extremely huge figures fighting in the long river of time and space. That is the strongest summoned from the end of time and space. It is also the strongest of the future era. A self-proclaimed fairy False fairy.

In this battle, he still failed because of the false immortal intervention. At the last moment, he sent the salary lamp out of time and space, and the eternal coffin fell into the immortal tomb, waiting for the afterlife.

"The third generation, my name is Mu Yi, Mu Tong Tomb, Yi, and variables too!"

Mu Yi walked in the long river of time and space, and there was a hint of clarity in his eyes. No wonder he could directly refine the nine-turn gold body. No wonder he could merge with the baby in the eternal coffin. From the beginning to the end, he was him.

He is a tomb, it is Yi, and it is Mu Yi.

Three lives and three generations, regardless of each other. At this moment, all memories and everything are integrated into one. At this moment, Mu Yi clearly surpassed the previous two generations, exuding a breath of time and space, my self-immortal breath.

His nine-turn gold body continued to climb, the sixth turn, the seventh turn, the eighth turn, as if there is no end.

At this time, Mu Yi surpassed the emperor and surpassed all eternity, but still far from the true immortal, this line is the key to whether Mu Yi can go home.

Immortal, jump out of the Three Realms, no longer in the five elements, really happy and free.

Mu Yi stepped out and appeared directly in front of the false immortal. The other party looked like the immortal blood, with an imperial robe and majesty.

"Three lives!"

Mu Yi punched with a punch, and there was no dazzling golden light. The long river of time and space around it also stopped flowing. Only a jade-like fist appeared in front of the false fairy.

This fist is Mu Yi's fist that combines all the sentiments of the three lives and three generations, and is a punch that transcends the extreme with all his beliefs.

"Three!"

The fist fell, and the river of time and space collapsed. At this moment, countless marks belonging to Mu Yi disappeared from the river of time and space. Every time he disappeared, his memory would be erased from the memory of a soul. It also meant that he would completely forget Animal husbandry.

In the middle of the sun, Su Yun suddenly raised his head and looked at the grave in front of him in a puzzled manner. There were only three words on it. Grandpa, the payment was Su Yun, but Su Yun did not remember when he wrote it, let alone Grandpa. who is it.

The only thing he remembered was that he seemed to have promised someone to stay here for ten years. Although he didn't remember who that person was, he still chose to stay here.

In the underworld, Mo Ruyan penetrated the demon tribe in a shot, and after a long period of accumulation, the momentum finally broke open and went directly into the realm of the king. It is constantly fading.

She knew that this figure was crucial to her, but she was unable to stop it, and she could only let the figure disappear completely, and her heart was suddenly empty, and her expression gradually changed from blankness to indifference.

When the spear turns, it rises directly into the air, killing enemies farther away. In the underworld, except for the human race, they are all enemies.

Qiu Yan's sword volleyed, and Gujing's sword heart rippled with layers of ripples. She frowned and seemed to want something, but in the end, she found nothing, and she only remembered that she should be In order to find someone, but who that person is, I have no impression.

Leng Yu stood beside the Xuanyuan Sacred Lord, a sudden stunned god, "Holy Lord, why would my people vacate the third saint? Is there any reason for this?"

Hearing Leng Yu's words, Xuanyuan Shengzhuang was equally frightened, his face became extremely terrible for a moment, and he said, "I don't know!"

One after another, constant beings forget who Mu Yi is, and who the third deity is.

Originally, many people's homes had portraits and statues disappearing at the same time, leaving no traces, even in the heavenly path of the underworld, leaving no mark belonging to Mu Yi.

This fist, named Sansheng III, is the fist of destroying the enemy, the fist of pursuing the true self, and the punch of transcendence.

The expression of the fake fairy suddenly stagnated, and there was even a bit of incredible in her eyes, and she even wanted to turn away, but it was all too late.

Mu Yi's fist penetrated his body, and simultaneously wiped out all traces of him in the river of time and space.

One punch, false immortal, meteor!

In the distant river of time and space, the Great Nether Emperor and others fell out, staring at each other with a blank expression, except that at this time, the river of time and space seemed to be collapsing, but they could not step into it. There was a force that was overbearing. Expulsion.

Mu Yi did not show any expression of joy, but raised his head. His eyes passed through the long river of time and space and the endless chaotic darkness. In the end, a little light appeared in his eyes, there, Seems to be a continent, a place called Origin.

"In this life, I want to be a fairy!"

An overbearing voice reverberates in the yin and yang circles, reverberates throughout the chaotic darkness, and echoes in the ears of all beings.

At this moment, countless creatures looked up and looked at the same place. Although they couldn't see anything, they did so instinctively, including the Nether Emperor and others.

After that, Mu Yi suddenly jumped out of the long river of time and space and jumped out of the endless chaos and darkness.

But at this moment, an indescribably large ancient stone monument fell suddenly, this monument is called Zhenxian.

"Oh it's you."

With the final voice, chaos shattered, the river of time and space receded, and all beings gave birth to a strong sadness.

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Hundred years ago, there was a fairy, and then it became absolutely sound!

Hades, it has been a hundred years in the blink of an eye. In the past 100 years, the human race has continued to develop. Now there are nine saints, but I do n’t know why. Only the third saint is vacant. There is no name and no record.

Although no human emperor was born, I do n’t know why, even the returned emperor did not have any meaning against the human race. This led to the rapid development of the human race, and now it truly becomes the hegemon of hell.

Somewhere in the underworld, a young girl walked barefoot, behind her, followed by a burly big man. Although the big man was inconspicuous, he had a great reputation among the people, because he was the ninth saint, the great slave. A weird name that nobody dares to discuss.

The lord slave always follows behind a young girl. That young girl has never shot. No one knows her strength, and the young girl has been walking in the underworld since she appeared. Every time she encounters a person, the young girl will seriously ask "Have you met my brother?"

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