Looking up, I saw thick fog and dust rolling in the distance, and even the already dark sky seemed to be a little darker because of it.

Everyone stood blankly on the spot until one person whispered in a daze: "This scene seems very similar to the one in the legend..."

In their ears, an endlessly majestic roar suddenly sounded like a demonic roar:

"The Mist Emperor patrols the sea, and all spirits retreat!"

The words were shocking, as if they resounded directly in the depths of their hearts and souls, causing them all to change color.

"Mist...Mist Emperor? The legendary one..."

"Didn't you say that it was just a fake scam?"

"It is rumored that when the Mist Emperor first appeared a few months ago, the ancestor Lin Shen who once led to the depths of the fog sea appeared, causing thousands of catastrophes and burying an unknown number of corpses! Even if someone is lying... we can't afford to offend him.

character."

The middle-aged man immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Go, go quickly!"

The voice in the gray mist suddenly became angry: "Back...disperse!"

boom!!

The earth trembled, and a storm suddenly emerged from the gray mist, blasting the terrified people away and falling several miles away.

Only the young man whose heart was eroded by the abyss of dust and destined to die was not affected by the storm and was left alone in the same place.

The middle-aged man stood up in panic and growled: "Go quickly! Don't look back!"

The tall man stood up and glanced at the young man who was staying in place, getting closer and closer to the rolling gray fog. His pupils shrank suddenly and he said in silence: "But Brother Priest..."

"We can't control him anymore!" said the middle-aged man, "He is already hopeless. If he continues to mess around, even we will get involved."

The tall man gritted his teeth and pushed towards the middle-aged man: "Uncle, please leave quickly and don't worry about me!"

While roaring, he was already rushing towards the young man... and also rushing towards the billowing gray mist.

"Han Xu!" the middle-aged man yelled, but he could only grit his teeth and run away with all his strength with the other disciples.

Bang!

The tall man staggered and fell hard to the ground. He rolled forward, threw himself in front of the young man, and quickly picked him up... But when he stood up, he came into contact with the gray fog that was close at hand.

The suddenly enlarged eyes met a pair of huge gray pupils that appeared and disappeared in the gray fog, chaotic and twisted.

"How dare you, a humble mortal, dare to offend the power of this emperor!"

The terrifying coercion almost crushed his soul. The middle-aged man shrank all over, but he forced his mind to shout: "How dare you offend the next mortal... Mr. Mist Emperor. It's just... it's just my junior brother who was beaten by Yuan.

The dust has corroded my heart and my life is gone. I just want to take him out of the sea of ​​fog and die with dignity. I have no intention of offending him at all. I beg Lord Fog Emperor to show mercy and forgive me... I, Han Xu, will definitely be grateful for the rest of my life."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

What responded to him was the Mist Emperor's laughter.

"Be kind and righteous, and not afraid of death. You deserve this emperor's gift!"

Accompanied by the Mist Emperor's voice, there was a sudden shroud of gray mist.

The middle-aged man groaned, but did not dare to resist... However, the feeling of Yuan Chen's erosion did not come. The gray mist stayed on them for a few breaths, and then quickly dispersed.

At the same time, there was also a particularly strong aura of defeat on the young man's body.

"Hahahaha!" The gray fog rolled away, accompanied by the laughter of the Fog Emperor who gradually receded.

"Senior Brother Han." The young man struggled to stand up from the tall man. He raised his hands, looked at his palms in disbelief, and then uttered a voice like a dream: "All the abyssal erosion on my body...

Disappeared..."

"Wha...what?"

They returned to the middle-aged man's side. When the middle-aged man's profound energy circulated in the young man's body for a week, his whole body was sluggish for a long time, and his pupils dilated silently, as if he had suddenly entered the most absurd dream in his life.

"Uncle Master?" the tall man asked tentatively: "Is it true..."

"This is impossible, this is impossible." The middle-aged man shook his head as if he had lost his mind: "It is obvious that Yuan Yan is incurable...not only the heart...all...all disappeared..."

The people around him looked at each other in shock, as if hearing a demonic voice from outside the sky.

A disciple murmured softly: "Didn't you say that once you suffer from abyss erosion, even the supreme Abyss Emperor above the Pure Land cannot eliminate it... How could it be..."

"Could it be that that is really...the Emperor of the Sea of ​​Fog?"

The young man suddenly turned around, knelt down heavily in the direction of the "Fog Emperor" and shouted loudly with a sobbing voice: "Qingyun Sect disciple Mu Cheng, thank you for the kindness of the Emperor of Fog! For the rest of your life, I will respect the Emperor of Fog as your faith.

I will never leave you even if I die!"

No one responded, no one else made a sound, and the whole world was turned upside down.

Not long after, the "Mist Emperor" appeared again, and the rumor that it could instantly eliminate the abyssal erosion spread straight to the edge of the Mist Sea, and quickly radiated to the deeper habitats.

——

Yun Che walked out of the cultivation space and took a long stretch.

Sensing his aura, the girl's figure hurried over carrying the fragrant wind: "Master, you have figured it out. In three hours, it will be the ceremony to confer the Son of God. If you don't come out..."

"Young master, if you don't come out, sister Zhanyi will cry." A delicate female voice came. Meng Zhiyuan's steps were light and she held a silver dress in her hands: "Young master, let us help you change your clothes first."

Yun Che stretched out his hand: "I'll do it myself."

"No." Meng Zhiyuan dodged away, slightly pouted her lips, and said resentfully: "It's fine if you don't let us bathe and sleep. If you don't even let us change clothes, we won't have the shame to stay here any longer.

The young master is here."

"Yeah!" Liu Zhanyi nodded quickly in agreement.

"Okay, okay." Yun Che responded helplessly and followed them back to the dormitory.

When he walked out, his body was already filled with silver and gold, and the light of dreams was lingering around him. He showed his grace and nobility as he walked, which made the two little girls stare at him for a long time.

"It fits well, but it's a little fancy." Yun Che seemed quite satisfied, and then whispered: "Shouyuan."

The figure of the old man fell from the sky and knelt down on the ground.
Chapter completed!