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Although there is some loss in his heart, it does not hinder his enthusiasm for his predecessors. For example, why should he save himself? He has never said anything in three years. He has only told him now and brought him here.

Therefore, his mind is full of powerful inheritance, or heirs of Xueji, even some secrets about Taoist Scriptures, or what his powerful ancestors have left behind for 6000 years.

Thinking of this, Xia Wuhou was more and more excited and could not calm down for a long time.

However, the boy stopped and looked up at the mountains.

After a long time, Xia Wu Hou couldn't help but open his mouth: "do you have anything to say, master?"

The boy paused: "no! What's the matter? "

Xia Wuhou looked at him: "really not?"

The boy looked serious: "No

Xia Wuhou opened his eyes and said, "did you forget? Can't remember for a while? "

Ah!

He suddenly exclaimed and patted his forehead: "almost forgot."

Hearing this, Xia Wuhou was very happy and looked forward to him.

The young man's face was annoyed: "I just released its power. Quick, we have to leave here, otherwise it will attract some people's attention."

Xia Wuhou:

The two turned and left along the path.

Half an hour later, the Marquis of Xia Wu couldn't help but say, "master, why should we use it?"

In the land of gods and demons, in people's idea, the way of the strong is not all in the blink of an eye? The strong in the sky use gallop, the king of God uses flying, and those who surpass this realm all use a step of a thousand miles, or break the air to leave, and so on.

The boy replied, "I can't fly."

The two figures went further and further away, and finally disappeared here.

At this time, deep in the holy land of Yaoguang lake, there is a very small lakeside, beside which sits a woman wearing a Taoist robe. She opens her eyes leisurely, her eyes are deep, and she looks in a certain direction.

Deep in Yuheng mountain, on the top of a mountain peak, in a magnificent palace, there is also an old figure. With his eyes opened, he got up and his white hair was completely removed. Instead of his black hair, the wrinkles on his face disappeared. His face changed rapidly from old age and finally fixed him when he was young.

The powerful force of life in the body burst out, the vigor of blood was vigorous, the momentum of great majesty showed no doubt, vaguely forced people's mind.

He walked out of the palace. After a jump, his body disappeared. After about ten breaths, he came to the depth of Yaoguang lake and walked towards the small lake step by step.

Women did not look up, light language: "is snow Ji."

The man also opened his mouth: "thirty three chapters have fallen, some people say that it has appeared in Dongsheng Shenzhou."

The woman nodded: "snow Ji appeared, I was thinking, where will Ming Hong Dao, the divine weapon of the great Xia Dynasty, be

The man was silent.

The woman then said, "even if you find the complete 33 chapters, can you repair it in the current state of spiritual pulse?"

This is an unsolved problem, but also a puzzle.

If the spirit pulse is cut off, the spirit has long been lost, and only resentment is left. Once upon a time, some powerful people speculated that only the legendary 33 ways can be restored.

But how many years have passed?

Thirty three channels have never appeared, and the spiritual pulse has been damaged to such a degree. Even if the complete thirty-three channels are found, is there still a chance to repair them?

For a long time, the man spoke with a deep voice: "I understand." The words fell, and he walked away.

There is no spiritual pulse in Yanguang lake, but they still have the divine weapons of heaven. Even if no one can revive it, the holy land is always a holy land, and no one can shake it.

However, Yuheng mountain is not the same. The third generation Daozi sits on the low mountain and suppresses everything. Even the heavenly and divine soldiers are suppressed. If there is no heavenly weapon or spiritual pulse, they will decline completely in the past hundreds or even thousands of years.

Therefore, the 33 chapters are not important to Yaoguang lake.

After understanding this, he no longer bothered the women and could only rely on them to come to Yuheng mountain.

Three years is just a blink of an eye for practitioners, but for some people, it seems like a long time has passed.

For example, Li Yi, lying on a wooden bed, began to reorganize his consciousness two years ago. However, his Qi sea was dim, the stars were dim, and his body was fragmented. He could not control his body. His consciousness was naturally trapped in a corner of his body.

It's suffering.

Over the past two years, he can feel every change in his body, even the improvement of his injury, but he still can't say a word, even more unable to convey a meaning.

In the same way, in these three years, Zheng Zimu and Ning Xiaoqian, in order to save him, did not know how many mountains and rivers they had crossed, and walked through a long spring, summer, autumn and winter.

They once broke into the ancient forbidden area, sneaked into the ice of ten thousand years, reached the deep of the wild land, encountered the siege of terrible fierce animals, and awakened the sleeping demon king.In order to collect herbs and cure Li Yi, they went for thousands of miles and were on the verge of death.

Even a few months ago, he was besieged by a forbidden place and almost died in it.

"I can't go. If I go on, I can't go back." Ning Xiaoqian spoke.

"Then go back." Zheng Zimu said helplessly.

Three years later, they searched all over the major areas, and more or less they also took some miraculous medicine. But for Li Yi's injury, it was just a drop in the bucket.

Of course, in this long three years, Li Yi is also looking forward to the recovery of the black mark. He wants to enter the world of the mark and look for a black lake. Maybe his injury will recover quickly.

However, up to now, the mark has not been revived, as if it had been extinguished.

With Li Yi on their backs, they began to return on the same road.

Until a few months later, in the summer when the flowers were blooming all over the mountains, suddenly, on the land in the distance, there came an earth shaking low roar.

After hearing the low roar, their faces changed greatly.

Then, from all directions, there was a heavy step sound coming into the place, and the ground was shaking, as if there were a large group of fierce beasts approaching here.

"It's poverty." Rather small Qian exclaimed, the pupil shrinks abruptly.

"I've been chasing them for two years, but I still don't give up." Zheng Zimu was speechless and his eyes were dignified.

"What to do?" She spoke.

"Who knows! Look at this. We're dead. " Zheng Zimu shook his head, his face was pale, and then he swept around. He could no longer raise his desire to escape.

Poor and strange from all directions, a large number, a tall and powerful, ferocious face, like an ancient giant.

"Human beings." The low roar echoed through the sky.

The two people looked at each other, awe inspiring, the first time to make a desperate preparation for a war.

However, strangely, all the poverty stopped at this moment, a pair of cold and quiet eyes, staring at the three people.

Shua!

From the poor group, out of a body of ten meters tall poor strange, all fluffy, eyes and feet have a face huge, green and quiet, the end is very strange.

It said, "man, what have you run for?"

They looked at each other again, stunned, almost unable to believe their own ears.

The poor Qi said again, "my emperor wants to see him. You can go."

Almost the first reaction, the two agreed: "no way."

It added, "you can't save him."

They looked at each other again, and their eyes were full of doubts. Didn't they say that the poor and the black swordsmen were the biggest enemies? But what's going on here?

Listen to the meaning of the poor words, their emperor wants to save Li Yi?

Although they were very worried, they didn't want to give Li Yi to poor Qi. After all, they really had a feud! But as it said, they spent three years and couldn't make Li Yi sober up. Maybe it's time to let go.

Ten minutes later, poor Qi and Li Yi left far away.

Ning Xiaoqian looked at the back of their departure, but there were still waves in her heart. She couldn't help but say, "it said just now that their emperor wants to see Li Yi."

Zheng Zimu's look was solemn: "is that head demon emperor."

Ning Xiaoqian said again, "what should we do now?"

Zheng Zimu's eyes were deep: "go back."