Chapter 1184

Chen Qingzi is silent.

Ming kunzi's eyes remained unchanged and he didn't speak.

All the friars of the Ming sect around them bowed their heads one after another. They could not participate in this matter and were unable to participate. Only the male and female quasi Ming Zi, who differentiated Yin and Yang, was unwilling at this moment. After glancing at Wang Baole faintly, they chose to bow their heads.

At the moment, Wang Baole's forehead is bulging, his body is shaking violently, he is struggling, his heart is roaring, and even faintly, there are some clicks outside his body, as if there is an invisible seal, which is breaking.

After several breaths, chenqingzi nodded.

"If this is the master's insistence, then the disciple promised that from then on, all the behaviors of the younger martial brother... Can't be checked, blocked, sealed, or disturbed, even if he wants to go out of the stone tablet world!"

"Good." Ming kunzi smiled, his eyes took back from Chen Qingzi, and fell on Wang Baole again. He saw the blue veins on Wang Baole's forehead and saw his struggle. Ming kunzi's eyes showed intolerance and softness, murmuring softly.

"Don't be sad. It's a fluke that I can exist so far, and such a muddled remnant and guarding the tomb, I'm already tired, so let me... Free."

"And the liberation of being a teacher is worth it. My eldest disciple will achieve the brilliance of mingzong and inherit the mission because of my liberation? My younger disciple will be able to complete his Tao. From then on, there will be less cause and effect fetters, and the fruit of leisure will not be far away? At the same time, he has obtained the qualification to leave? Is this... A pleasure? Is it a pleasure." Saying this, Ming kunzi smiled, and his smile became more and more prosperous? More and more laughter? It was spread all over the four directions and the whole Tomb of the Emperor Ming.

Make the waves around visible to the naked eye, and make all Ming sect disciples? Have to go backwards one by one? Is it the three soul lights on the coffin of the Emperor Ming? Violent shaking? The first one... Goes out instantly!

Wang Baole's heart screamed bitterly? But can't stop all this? He could only watch the master slowly become transparent in this laughter, until the second soul lamp on the coffin went out, until the master's figure became more and more blurred

The third soul lamp? It went out.

The figure of Ming kunzi? Completely... Disappear.

"Master!!" Wang Baole uttered a shrill roar? His body at this moment? Because of the disappearance of Ming kunzi, he resumed his action and suppressed his inner roar? Finally, the voice came out, with endless sadness and indescribable madness. The whole person instantly arrived at the place where the master disappeared, and raised his hands as if to grasp something.

But nothing happened

"Waning moon!!" Wang Baole's eyes are red. At the moment, in his mind, there are no people here. Even Chen Qingzi has not been noticed by him. The only thing he wants is to change all this.

The method of the waning moon unfolds instantly, but... This invincible time magic is here at the moment, and it has lost its effect. It is not that it has not unfolded, but that despite the passage of twenty breath of years, the figure of the master who has disappeared cannot be gathered in front of him.

But wangbaole was unwilling.

"Waning moon!"

"Waning moon!!"

"Waning moon!!!"

As they unfolded again and again, the distant chenqingzi's eyes fell on Wang Baole. There was a moment in the depths of his eyes, revealing pain and struggle, but he soon became firm again. His eyes withdrew from Wang Baole and when he looked at the coffin of the Emperor Ming, his right hand raised a finger.

Suddenly, the huge coffin of the Emperor Ming came out with a roar, and the lid of the coffin was slowly opened by an invisible force, gradually improved, until it was completely opened, and the extreme smell of death exploded.

In this explosion, a ray of light shone from the coffin, and finally a skeleton floated out of it. The skeleton was incomplete, leaving only the upper half of the body, completely rotten, and only bones. When you look carefully, you can see that every inch of the bone scattered the rhyme of death. Every ray of rhyme seemed to contain countless fuzzy runes, and the whole skeleton... For the Ming sect, it was the most precious holy thing.

No one!

At this moment, the skeleton rose into the sky and slowly floated towards chenqingzi. All the friars of the Ming sect were excited and trembled. While kneeling down, their eyes showed longing and expectation, except... Wang Baole, did not look at it at all, he still stood where the master disappeared, like a demon, and spread the law of the waning moon again and again.

Because of too much expansion, he himself is also a little unbearable, and the nothingness around him is distorted rapidly, so that his figure is faintly visible, and in the range of several feet around him, in the speed of time, because of the multiple expansion of the waning moon, it has been completely different from other areas.

"It must be possible!"

"The waning moon is the law of time, and it can be done!" Wang Baole's eyes were red, and he murmured quickly. He didn't pay attention to the ghost emperor's remains, which were sacred in the eyes of the monk of the Ming sect, floating over his head. He didn't pay attention to the fact that the remains gradually fell into the hands of chenqingzi.

Until Chen Qingzi raised his right hand and touched the remains, the remains turned into a little fluorescence and integrated into Chen Qingzi's arm, making his arm appear in this nine quiet nothingness. The first ray of color except gray and black and white.

resplendent with variegated coloration!

These colors spread out from his arms and gradually spread all over his body until finally covering all of chenqingzi's body. The breath of heaven on his body suddenly erupted, becoming richer and more thorough. Even faintly on his head, a vast vortex appeared.

The whirlpool spreads in the endless range of Jiuyou. Every monk of the nether sect can see and feel that there is a channel, a... Channel that all monks of the nether sect can step into and go to in the whirlpool!

At the end of the passage, it is... Weiyang Dao domain of the outer world!

In the roar, with the rotation of the vortex, the whole nine yous trembled, and the Styx River rolled, as if all the flow was between the thoughts of chenqingzi.

After feeling his difference and the more smooth bearing of the way of heaven, Chen Qingzi's eyes became calmer. Finally, he took a deep look at Wang Baole's back. He turned around and walked towards the outside world.

Behind him, the monks of the Ming sect followed one by one, with enthusiasm, excitement and persistence in their eyes, but... The two monks, a man and a woman, who turned into yin and Yang, showed a little unwilling in their eyes at the moment. At any time, they looked back at the eye king Baole, until they were about to leave the tomb of the Ming emperor and step out of the Styx River, when his right hand suddenly disconnected from himself, turning into a black gas, and at a very fast speed, Go straight... Wang Baole at the bottom of the tomb of the Ming emperor!

When he rushed, this arm formed a villain, whose appearance was exactly the same as that of zhunmingzi. At the moment, the killing was diffuse, but the speed was not very fast. It seemed that he was judging and waiting, but after he found that the way of heaven had not stopped, the villain thought he felt a hint, so the speed exploded, and in an instant, he was close to the three Zhang area where Wang Baole was located.

Without a pause, he directly went in and wanted to take advantage of Wang Baole's blurred mind to shoot him at this moment, but... The moment the villain entered this area, he had not waited for his hand, and his body suddenly trembled. Visible to the naked eye, the villain's appearance changed rapidly, as if in the blink of an eye, there were countless times flowing back on him.

In an instant, it turned into an arm, then into black gas, and then into a drop of black blood, and then there was nothing left, such as being erased.

Even in the moment of being erased, it seems that there is also cause and effect diffuse, cutting off its root, making it completely disappear in Jiuyou.

Not only that, the quasi Mingzi himself, who broke his arm and spread this method, also trembled violently, spewing a mouthful of blood, and the spirit was vague at this moment, even the woman beside him, was like this, spewing blood.

As for other Hades friars, many frowned and stopped talking, and Chen Qingzi walked forward all the way. He didn't stop at all, nor did he stop at all. Only at the moment, the rhyme outside his body fluctuated slightly, so the next moment

This pretentious man, who thought he would be the first son of the nether sect after Wang Baole, and the second cultivation of men and women who divided Yin and Yang of future leaders, shook his body instantly, and he couldn't believe it in his eyes. He didn't even have a chance to speak. His body was in the next breath... Directly decomposed, his form and spirit were destroyed, and he was not qualified for reincarnation, and was wiped out by the Tao of heaven!

Chen Qingzi's figure, step by step, continued to go far, full of Tao rhyme, magnificent momentum, let nothingness tremble, let nine you roar, and the vortex formed by it covers endless.

And behind him, at the bottom of the tomb of the Ming emperor, another figure, with disheveled hair, pale face and bloodshot eyes, is spreading the waning moon over and over again

Gradually, the two people got farther and farther away, until after chenqingzi left the Styx River, the Styx River roared and poured in again, submerging the tomb of the Styx River... And isolating everything.

At the moment when the river Styx flooded the tomb of the emperor Styx, chenqingzi murmured the voice of this world that only he could hear.

"I must be right!"