Just when Da Wuhui was about to lose consciousness, the emperor ordered the old man from Bahuang to appear, which was also the appearance of the previous Emperor of Heaven.
The old man stood in the crystallization of Da Wuhui's killing and did not feel any discomfort at all. In other words, even if he was just sad, he would not feel any discomfort at all.
Da Wuhui did not lose consciousness, but he could no longer let himself lose consciousness when he saw the old man. He stared at the old man closely, his eyes bloodshot.
The old man sighed slightly and said, "Actually, I still used you in the end."
Da Wuhui didn't speak, just stared at him closely.
"These eight slaves, I don't know who was tempted by the upper heaven to kill me." The old man continued, "It's just that I thought they just wanted to kill me, but I didn't expect that they wouldn't let the Xuan Fei Ping Yutian be born.
Emperor of Heaven, why did they do this?"
Da Wuhui still didn't speak, but his eyes flashed with anger.
"If this is really a game, it is not right to deal with the Emperor of Heaven. Why?" The old man seemed not to notice Da Wuhui's angry gaze and thought to himself.
Da Wu regretted looking at him, his eyes gradually showing horror, because he discovered that the various natural forces of this natural magic circle became extremely docile after coming in front of the old man.
After talking to himself for a while, the old man raised his head to Wuhui. When he reached Wuhui's horrified gaze, he smiled slightly and said, "Boy, do you want to have multiple clones?"
Da Wuhui nodded.
"Haha..." the old man laughed and said, "I will take you to find my physical body. After you refine this physical body, go out and teach those eight slaves a lesson."
Da Wuhui spoke at this time, but his voice became extremely hoarse due to resisting the power of the natural magic circle. He said: "A lesson? You won't kill them?"
The old man smiled faintly and said to Da Wugui: "Killing is not the solution to everything. One day you will understand."
Da Wuhui shook his head, his voice still hoarse and said: "I don't understand."
The old man walked lightly in front of Da Wuhui, touched Da Wuhui's forehead, and the light of Emperor Ling Bahuang flashed, and the murderous crystallization around Da Wuhui slowly retracted into his body.
The various natural forces around him also stopped pouring into Da Wuhui's body, and the power in Da Wuhui's body was strangely balanced at this moment.
The old man waited until Da Wuhui calmed down and then said: "If your relative is forced to do something he doesn't want to do, you will blame him for doing something he didn't want to do but did it.
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Da Wu regretted and remained silent, but he somewhat understood the old man's mood.
"The creatures of Xuantai Pingyutian are all relatives to me." The old man said a little lonely, "I hope you will understand one day."
Da Wuhui smiled unnaturally. It was really hard to find this kind of thinking in the old man, otherwise it would be almost impossible to exist.
"You won't understand now." The old man didn't have any regrets, so he smiled to himself: "Okay, let's not talk about it, and prepare to go to my physical body."
Da Wuhui nodded, and as the old man slowly sank, he sank.
Not long after, Da Wuhui heard a sound like thousands of ants gnawing at bones. This sound made people feel numb, unnatural and terrifying.
Da Wuhui glanced at the old man in confusion. The old man smiled bitterly at Da Wuhui and suddenly disappeared.
"The body that has not been completely damaged is down there. You can refine it, but you won't be able to survive without refining it..." the old man said at the end before disappearing.
Da Wuhui looked at his lower body, and there was still invisible darkness below. Da Wuhui looked quietly, and then in the darkness, among the numbing sounds, Da Wuhui seemed to see a black flame below.
Purgatory composed of.
This purgatory exudes black gas, and chains extending from all directions are chained to an old man. The old man's face was full of pain, but he did not cry out.
He closed his eyes tightly, seeming to endure all the pain and endure it silently.
Da Wuhui felt that his soul was incomplete and seemed to be swallowed up by a strange thing. If it weren't for the strength of his will, his soul might have been swallowed up long ago.
It was only because of the strength of his will that his soul did not disappear completely, but there was not much left.
Da Wuhui sighed secretly. After the old man suffered such pain, he was still willing to forgive the eight people in Zhu Xiaolou. What was his heart made of?
However, although Da Wuhui thought the old man was pedantic, he still admired him. He sighed secretly again, and Da Wuhui flew down.
But just when Da Wuhui moved, a pillar of flame dozens of feet high suddenly sprang up from the black flame purgatory below. This pillar of flame exuded bursts of black energy and was surrounded by countless chains.
After the chain was wrapped in the black energy, it began to move like lightning in an instant. This movement was shot towards Da Wuhui. Not only that, while shooting towards Da Wuhui, black light suddenly rose up from the chain.
The flame, this black flame came towards my face with a breath of death.
There was a black flame nearby, and Da Wuhui felt its terror. This kind of power seemed to be the nemesis of immortal power, let alone spiritual power, which could not be used at all.
Da Wuhui was horrified and hurriedly started to retreat. At this moment, the imperial command on Da Wuhui's forehead flashed in all directions, and Da Wuhui suddenly felt a feeling of enlightenment flowing through his body.
Then, Da Wuhui made a seal with his hand and shouted at the chain with black flames coming at him: "Do it!"
The stem symbol appeared, the emperor's pressure followed, and the prehistoric aura also appeared. The stem symbol crashed onto the chain with this aura and pressure.
The bomb chain did not collapse, but was directly driven into the purgatory of black flames by the stem symbol.
Da Wuhui shook his hands in shock. This kind of power of Emperor Ling Bahuang could be used without him being guided by Zhu Xiaolou.
After being puzzled, the only thing Da Wuhui could think of was that the old man did something he didn't know about when he tapped his forehead.
However, no matter what, this is definitely a good thing for Da Wuhui.
He clenched his fists, and with a faint smile on his lips, he rushed towards the old man controlled by the chains again.
Da Wuhui, who rushed over this time, seemed to have angered the chains and flames of the Flame Purgatory. When Da Wuhui rushed over, the black flames began to rush into the sky, driving countless chains to rush towards them.
rise.
The flames and chains were wrapped together in an instant, and they began to rotate instantly, with a rumbling sound that echoed throughout the space, and seemed to rush toward Da Wuhui with the aura of death in the entire space.