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Chapter 3912 Blackening of the North Palace

"cut!"

Chen Xuan shouted softly, and the golden sword transformed by his mental power emitted a dazzling sword light, cutting off countless black needles! Neither Tesaba nor Wumu expected that Chen Xuan would be so tough after breaking through the terrifying level!

And their current state is extremely weak. After seven years of sleep, their mental will is no longer as bad as before.

After being slashed by Chen Xuan's mental power, the spiritual will of both old Taoists were damaged at the same time! Tesaba screamed, obviously very painful.

Wu Muer's body shook and almost fell backwards.

Chen Xuan controlled the golden sword to penetrate the spiritual defense of the old Taoist sacrificial masters at both ends, and was full of holes! Now Wumuer and Tesaba could no longer hold it, and their breath became disordered.

, he could only make waves of crazy and chaotic roars, but it could not completely impact Chen Xuan's majestic and heavy spiritual will.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Xuan used his escape technique, passed through the middle of the two old Taoist sacrificers, came to the black cylinder, and grabbed the ring of the Greedy Wolf.

With a buzzing sound, the ring shone brightly and quickly enveloped Chen Xuan! At the same time, Wu Muer seemed to be greatly stimulated, and his body twisted wildly and smashed towards Chen Xuan, trying to crush Chen Xuan into a meat pie.

But the next moment, Chen Xuan, who was shrouded in the ring, suddenly disappeared and was sucked into the ring of the Greedy Wolf! Time seemed to be frozen.

Everyone stood there and didn't understand what was going on.

Chen Xuan, who was sucked into the ring of the Greedy Wolf in the eyes of the monks, came to a very strange space.

The sky and the earth look boundless, with white clouds in the distance, and the shallow water surface under your feet, as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the clear sky.

A man in blue shirt sat in front of him with his back facing Chen Xuan. The scene was mysterious and fantastic.

Chen Xuan was extremely familiar with this back just by taking a look at it.

"Beigong!"

Chen Xuan walked over quickly and called Beigong Shi's name.

The man in blue stood up, his pure clothes slowly dyed black clouds, and he was like fireworks jumping, with a strange and evil aura.

Chen Xuan stopped immediately.

Something is wrong.

The man in front of him was exactly the same as Beigong Shi, but his temperament was different.

What the hell is going on?

The man in blue shirt turned around and it turned out to be Beigong Shi.

"Chen Xuan, you are here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Beigong Shi spoke with a familiar voice, appearance and smile.

"Who are you?

You are not Beigong."

Chen Xuan frowned and was alert.

Beigong Shi laughed in silence: "You sensed it."

"No, according to my senses, you are indeed Beigong Shi, but I feel that it is not."

Chen Xuan responded rigorously.

Beigong Qi nodded: "We have been in love for more than a hundred years. Although we have not been together for a long time, you are very familiar with me. I thought that I chose you as the Lord of Stars by my intuition."

"Stop talking riddles, what exactly happened to you?"

Chen Xuan went straight in with one shot.

"Wumu, the immortal, who lived in the ancient times, has the same origin as me."

The first explanation of Beigong Shi brought great shock to Chen Xuan.

"After meeting Wumuer, I realized why I was born with clone magical power."

"Wumuer said, I am the son of the ancient god. The ancient gods divide thousands of seeds into the starry sky and worlds. After these seeds grow vigorously, they will merge into one, create a brand new god, and finally return to the embrace of the ancient god."

"Where is the ancient god you mentioned?"

Chen Xuan asked a question in shock.

Beigong Xian continued: "In the ancient ship we found, Wumuer is his slave, but the ancient god is dead."

"Dead?"

Chen Xuan felt that every word Beigong Xian had a huge amount of information, which made it difficult for him to digest for a while.

"No, dead."

Beigong Xian paced, his tone very calm.

"The ancient god is dead, and his will remains. He calls me into the ancient ship and transform me into deformity, similar to the demon of the Yuanshi Demon Lord."

"Can't you fight against the will of the ancient god?"

Chen Xuan asked again.

Beigong Xian said regretfully: "If other seeds did not return, the remaining will of the ancient god could not have been stained with me, but those seeds became very powerful through fighting for many epochs, fusion of them, and they became very powerful, more than any of my clones. Everyone must be strong. After being absorbed by the ancient god, even if I sacrificed all my body, I would not be able to fight it."

"Beigong, if you can still talk to me with your will, it proves that you have not been completely stained."

Chen Xuan immediately captured the most critical point.

"Because the ancient god did not want to erase me, but wanted me to replace Him, rule over the great old worshippers, and destroy the starry sky and all worlds."

When Chen Xuan heard Beigong Xian say this, he was puzzled: "What is the purpose of the ancient god?"

“Destruction is His ultimate goal.”

Beigong Xian said, looking at his right hand, "This power is really too strong..." "Any monk will be obsessed with the power to destroy all worlds."

Chen Xuan's eyes were sharp, staring at Beigong Xian's eyes, and asked intimidatingly, "Beigong, what do you think?"

"The power to destroy all worlds is indeed enough to make any monk crazy, and I am no exception."

When Beigong Xian said this, the black clouds surrounding him swelled slightly.

"But..." He turned his mind and looked straight into Chen Xuan's eyes without evading at all.

"Chen Xuan, I was born as a human being. Even though I knew I was the son of the ancient god, I still wanted to be myself."

"I see."

Chen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes became firm, "Tell me, how do you want me to help you."

"It's very simple. Kill me, who has been deeply stained by the will of the ancient god, and let me be free."

Beigong Xian smiled and said this sentence calmly.

Chen Xuan's eyes changed instantly: "Beigong, you can do whatever you want me to do, but letting me kill you is something I will never do!"

"With your words, I have no regrets if I know you as a friend."

Beigong Xian said, the black clouds around him rolled faster and faster, "Do it! You want to kill me now, but it's not that simple. Instead, you may die in my hands."

Chen Xuan said with a firm expression: "Beigong, we will not die! No matter how strong the will left by that ancient god is, I don't believe that with my terrifying spiritual power, I cannot help you break His degeneration!"

"Your spiritual will has broken through the horror level?"

Beigong Xian's eyes lit up, and a great surprise appeared.

He was originally planning to accept death calmly, or to kill Chen Xuan himself, and then lead the old Taoist priests to destroy the starry sky and all worlds.

However, Chen Xuan's terrifying mental power raised new hopes for Beigong Xian.

"Chen Xuan, be careful next."

After Beigong Xian said this, his whole body was covered with black clouds and his aura surged sharply! With a wave of his right hand, a long spear wrapped in fire dragons was held in Beigong Xian's hand, and the fiery red and fierce flames quickly turned into a bear and black inflammation.

Seeing that Beigong Xian's eyes turned completely dark, Chen Xuan's heart was shocked. As soon as he sacrificed the Emperor's Sword, he was knocked out by Beigong Xian's halberd. Eight black fire dragons spread their teeth and claws and soared into the sky!


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