Chapter 1435

As he stepped into the statue, Wang Baole heard the sound of breathing in the familiar darkness.

It seems that there is a person who is slowly breathing, slowly feeling and slowly paying attention to himself in the deep darkness.

Wangbaole was silent, looking into the darkness, and came the direction of breathing.

There, it seems far away, but it seems very close.

It is no secret that familiar fluctuations and blood resonance make each other's identity at this moment.

The darkness that blocked them seemed to be the power of some kind of seal. Although Wang Baole could see through, he didn't.

He stood there silently, looking at the sixth memory picture of the emperor gradually emerging in the dark.

In the picture, there is only one of the thousands of vast Taoist domains transformed by the emperor's 100000 gods, and the rest are all successful. With the success... The return of the fruits, in the absorption of the emperor, the emperor's injury seems to have improved.

Although it has not completely recovered, this trend made the emperor understand that his plan was correct, so he began to wait patiently, waiting for... The arrival of the last ghost.

But... The last trace of the ghost never appeared, which made the emperor gradually lose patience here, and he began to worry. The reason for this was that he himself had some problems in the catalysis of this wooden robbery in these long years.

What is the specific problem? The memory did not reveal it, and Wang Baole did not know it, as if this memory had been deliberately erased.

However, the emergence of the problem made the emperor weaker and weaker. It was at this time that a rebellion appeared.

Yuanyu daokong, the emperor's former generals, began to fight back, which may be the only opportunity for them to get out of the emperor's control.

But they still underestimated the Emperor

Even if he suffered a wooden robbery, even if there was something wrong with himself, the emperor's toughness still made this rebellion forcibly suppressed by him.

And in this suppression, the emperor who appeared in front of these generals seemed to be different from their memories. His whole body was filled with black fog, and his means became extremely cruel.

In the picture, Wang Baole saw a large number of great powers, which were suppressed by the emperor in a piece of burial soil, and arranged the array, so that they could contribute their vitality endlessly in the immortality.

Just like batteries

Every time they are pulled out of their vitality, their painful expressions occupy the majority of the picture... At the same time, Wang Baole also saw the process of part of the seven emotions and six desires being suppressed.

He saw the curse of the appetite master after he chose to surrender, and the sound of boiling in the huge cauldron was soul stirring.

He also saw the sadness of listening to the Lord. For the life of his disciples, he chose to bow his head and cursed his body, making him cry bitterly.

And the body that wants to see the Lord, and so on

All these things are floating in front of Wang Baole. The emperor in the picture is full of cruelty and madness. The black fog makes Wang Baole silent.

Until the end, after suppressing all the rebellions, the emperor used his last strength to turn Yuanyu Dao into a three-tier world.

The third world is the burial earth. In addition to those who have been punished as the power of batteries, there are also the second-class strong people who have been sleeping for countless years.

These people are under the command of those generals.

The second world was endowed with the law of seven emotions and six desires by the emperor, and those who chose to bow their heads were placed separately to become the desire masters.

Later, he enclosed the most intact holy land of that year, becoming the first world, and completely sealed the first world and the second world.

Such as seal, or isolation, so that the seven emotions and six desires and friars of the second world cannot set foot on the first world in this life. At the same time, xuanchen, as the strongest person next to the emperor, became its guardian after being suppressed by the emperor.

After doing this, the emperor chose to retreat in the first world.

Since then, the legend of the gods sleeping has been spreading in the second world

The picture has solidified here.

Looking at all this, Wang Baole has learned almost everything about the emperor's memory in this life. He can guess how much he will remember later.

In the burial soil of the third world, those powers that were regarded as batteries, after countless years, even if they once had the characteristics of immortality, they could not endure the absorption of overdraft, and finally... There was a withering situation.

This is obviously related to the problems of the emperor. He needs a lot of vitality to maintain, which leads to those batteries, one by one, have no time to recover, and gradually die.

What still exists today is one out of ten.

"Maybe it's also related to me..." Wang Baole murmured in his heart.

It was unexpected for the emperor to think of all these accidents. Maybe according to his original plan, he had successfully recovered all his thoughts before his subordinates rebelled. Or even if it was a rebellion, he didn't have to wait for death one after another, and he had been successful and complete.

But it is obvious that the unexpected appearance leads to the fact that the emperor is still incomplete today.

In silence, wangbaole heard the sound of breathing in the distance again. After a while, wangbaole pressed the complexity of his heart and waved gently towards the memory picture in front of him.

With this wave, the memory picture was fragmented and turned into countless bright fragments, like the spread of butterflies, which filled the whole darkness, making the dark place bright.

In this light, wangbaole saw a huge ladder in the distance, and at the top of the ladder, there was a starry sky.

The star map is strange and does not belong to this universe.

At the bottom of the star map, at the end of the ladder, there is a huge seat. At this moment, there is a figure sitting on the seat.

Leaning on his chin with one hand, leaning on the chair, he seemed to be sleeping... Only the slight breath echoed faintly in this quiet hall.

With the fragments like butterflies flying over this area and lighting it up, wangbaole looked up and finally saw the figure sitting on the chair, wearing a purple robe and white hair. Although his eyes were closed, his face was exactly the same as his own, which made Wang Baole... The complexity of his heart spread all over his body.

Emperor and he are one body. They are a new life formed by the fusion of a dead powerful body and strange ebony.

Wangbaole stared.

For a long time, when a sigh echoed in the hall, the figure sitting on the chair slowly opened his eyes.

In the eyes, it's pitch black!