The magma is vast, like the sun falling in the glorious sacred palace, the owner of those beautiful eyes suddenly closed his eyes, and a few breaths later, a faint sigh sounded in the hall.

Is this an irreplaceable fate? Sure enough, the will of the heavenly way cannot be replaced... If our clan is destined to undergo twists and turns, I will wait for that day to come."

She raised her hand, and a ball of flame appeared, quickly contracting inward, condensing into a jade slip.

Buzz —

The space around the jade slip trembled, swallowing it like water waves.

On this day, the will from the Supreme Lord of Jiaoyang spread throughout the entire race, and it only contains one message - turmoil is coming!…

…

The huge star body is like the fusion of dozens of stars. It is so huge that it casts a large shadow on the back of the endless starry sky.

On the side of the sun, there are mountains that stretch out like a giant dragon lying on the ground, and the majestic atmosphere fills the world. Large areas of palace buildings are located on the mountain range.

In a certain hall, hundreds of figures gathered together, sitting upright on a large stone chair, each of which looked solemn.

"You all know the will of yourselves. It seems that what you and I are most worried about has happened in the end." A low voice resounded throughout the hall, revealing endless oppression. The owner of the voice was wearing a sun-long robe, and his long red hair was like burning flames.

"I knew that disasters must not be kept. They should be killed in the past and will be eliminated forever!"

"It is indeed a serious crime to defiled the blood of the ethnic group, but her identity is too special, and you and I agreed to it back then."

Now that this is a matter of no use, since the adults give a warning, there will be a storm in our tribe in the future!”

"Hmph! There is an adult here. Looking at the eight wilderness worlds, who dares to touch our clan at all? Even if the disaster is not dead, it will not cause any storm!"

The old man with long-haired red lightly moved his crutch, and the ground made a dull "bang" sound, and the hall suddenly became quiet, "Our clan has the protection of the scorching sun, and after billions of years, it will not wither. But if the unexpected storm can be avoided, it will naturally be better."

I suggested that the clan cleaners should be dispatched to search for the eight desolates and the heavens and all realms, find the source of the disaster, and kill him."

agree!""

agree!"…

…magic

Dao the small world.

Holy Palace.

Qin Yu leaned against the soft couch, covered with a gentle blanket, his face was slightly pale, and his breath was weak.

Opposite the other side, Ximen Gucheng, who was treating him, opened his eyes and looked solemn, "What did you experience in your coma? It made your soul so weak and on the verge of collapse." Qin

Yu smiled and shook his head, "I can't even sort out the matter myself, so don't ask too much."

He really couldn't figure out what was hidden in his childhood self who wanted to kill him in his dream, as well as his indifferent, cruel and beautiful eyes.

Men Gucheng shook his head and looked at Qin Yu and sighed, "How many secrets do you have?" Saying this means that he no longer wants to inquire about more.

But there is one thing that Ximen Gucheng is very clear that Qin Yu must have hidden a shocking secret.

The aura released by the eyes that appeared in the twisted space was simply unimaginable. Even if you think about it now, you will instantly burst into cold sweat... That is definitely a power that does not belong to this world!

Qin Yu took a breath, "Okay, let's talk about serious matters. How long will it take for my injury to recover?" Xi

Men Gucheng knew what he was thinking, and frowned after a few moments of silence, "How is your soul injured? You should know the best. It is not a matter of one night to recover... Moreover, the most difficult thing is that your current soul cannot bear too strong power, otherwise it will not only be useless, but will be extremely harmful." Qin

Yu said slowly: "What you mean is that I can't use external forces, I can only restore my soul by itself?"

Ximen Gucheng nodded, and Qin Yu's face suddenly became gloomy. As the former said, he knew his injuries.

Without external help, it would take at least several decades, or even longer, for Qin Yu to recover from his soul injury.

For monks in the Immortal Realm of Tribulation, decades or even hundreds of years are nothing. One long-term retreat will be more than this time.

But it's different to Qin Yu. Ning

Ling temporarily delayed the arrival of death with the power of darkness, and could only last for two hundred years at most... He didn't have much time and spent on his soul injury."

Ximen, is there a way to let me recover as long as I want?"

No."

Qin Yu shook his head, "I don't believe it." Xi

Men Gucheng said in a deep voice: "Qin Yu, I know what you are thinking, but I want to remind you that only if you live safely can Ning Ling wake up. If something happens to you, no one can save her. You must always remember this!" Qin

Yu said lightly: "You are so excited. I think there is a way to help me recover my soul injury. It doesn't matter if I don't want to tell me. As the Holy Emperor of Demonic Dao, as long as I want, I will definitely be able to find it."

Close your eyes, "Ximen, you should understand that there are always one or two people in this world who are willing to cherish, protect and save at all costs."

For you, my sister-in-law and nephew are like this, and for me, Ningling is also like this. I won’t force you to tell me the way, but I will definitely know that it’s just about time.”

The lonely city of the gate was as deep as water, and he growled: "Yes, His Majesty the Holy Emperor is very wise. There is indeed a method in the world that can restore your soul injury to the past in a short period of time - this method is called embers and ashes, just like igniting the last heat in the bonfire after burning. Although it is exchanged for a moment of light and heat, when it burns to the end, it will usher in eternal nirvana!"

"Qin Yu, I will say this. You will decide for yourself how to make a decision... I just hope that you can calm down and not regret it!" Xi

Gentle Gucheng left with his sleeves, his back was angry, and he looked dull as he watched him leave Qin Yu. He knew that because they were already friends, Gentle Gucheng would be angry. If it were irrelevant people, who would care about your life and death?

Ximen, you and I are all the people. Since we already know my choice, why bother to get this meaningless annoyance?"

Is the ember flying into ashes? The name is quite sad, but Qin has always had good luck in this life... I can't wait, but I will never die."

As Qin Yu said, it is very simple to get the jade slip for the secret method of the Ember Flying Ash Soul in the name of the Holy Emperor of Demonic Dao.

Ji came to the soft couch, looked at the jade slips placed on the round table, was silent for a few breaths, and reached out to help Qin Yu cover the blanket.

"Your Majesty, I have not stopped you from your decision. I just hope that Your Majesty can take care of yourself and don't forget that besides your sister, you have a woman." Qin

Yu opened his eyes, looking guilty, "Youji, I'm sorry to you..."

Youji shook her head, tears flowed out, and she lay on him, "I don't want to listen. As long as Your Majesty can be safe, I don't care about anything else." Qin

Yu raised his hand to touch her black hair, "Don't worry, I promise you that there will be no accident." A deep trace of his eyes flashed. He had already kept the secret method of flying ashes in mind. Even if he recovered from his injuries, it would not last long. Before his soul power was exhausted, he had to find a way to save Ning Ling and himself.

Yu didn't know if he could do it, but he knew very well now that he had no choice.
Chapter completed!