169 End of the Dharma Era

169 end of the law era

Seeing that Xi Kunlun was dead, Lan Ya's mouth made a howl like a beast howling. In an instant, tears rolled down like broken beads.

The knife of suffering that already contains the beauty of integration is so fierce. The knife of suffering is the suffering in the world. Although Xikunlun's death was only in a moment, the knife of suffering cut his body was extremely enlarged and long in his mind, which can be said to have died of all the pain.

Lan Ya looked at him, and the face that he thought about day and night was just destroyed in the present. Although he knows that Xikunlun wants to deal with himself until he dies, he should be ruthless. However, when Mo Jian killed him with his own hands, his heart was extremely complicated, and there was a faint resentment and hatred. For a while, he was not only hatred for Xikunlun, but also resentment for Mo Jian, and even his dissatisfaction and contempt. He was about to break his heart and fainted leisurely.

Thirteen dreams and Xikunlun died one after another, and many people had an indescribable feeling in their hearts for a while. Although it was a night fork, the experience of Thirteen Dreams was so miserable that many people did not say anything, but secretly sympathized in their hearts.

"King Mengyecha, now that Xikunlun is dead, what else do you have to say?" The innate emperor said lightly.

The king of Mengyecha said hatefully, "Mo Xiantian, since you are here today, I don't care about you!" You can see that this is a despicable human being!"

The innate emperor said lightly: "In human beings, it is common for such a scum or two to appear. No matter how evil the world is, there are often good people. No matter how kind the land is, there are often evil people hiding. Even the road is not absolute, and there is always something that can be changed! You can't think that we humans will do such a thing just because of a West Kunlun. You guys go..."

Meng Yecha Wang smiled coldly. His ugly face was murderous, but he was obviously a little afraid. How powerful the innate emperor was, as early as thousands of years ago, he was at the peak of the throne. In the war between Yecha and human beings, one person fought alone against the eight Yecha kings and the tribe was at a downfall. Even if the elites of the Mengyecha family gathered here, it did not think it could revenge in front of such existence. At present, he snorted coldly, turned to a group of dreams, and quickly dispersed, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When the strong enemy retreated, the Founder Emperor and others were overjoyed and saluted Mo Xiantian. The super strong man waved his hand and clearly didn't seem to know much about them. Instead, he smiled at Mo Jian and said, "Mo Jian, come with me."

"Yes!" Mo Jian said in a hurry.

Mo Xiantian was ahead, and Mo Jian followed him. He only felt that his shoulders were as wide as mountains and his breath was as calm as an abyss. Mo Jian thanked and respected this predecessor who had saved him from the bottom of his heart. He admired for a moment and secretly thought that he must become a strong man like him in the future.

The two did not unfold their bodies, just walking like ordinary people, walking about two miles. The innate emperor, who had been silent, suddenly stopped, turned around and said admiringly, "Your cultivation foundation is excellent!"

Mo Jian said hurriedly, "Senior praised it!"

In the face of the praise of the innate emperor, he was still a little flustered and uneasy.

Mo Xiantian did not delve into this matter and said with a faint smile: "When you felt it before, you had to be interrupted halfway. Now, I will show you my formation. If you can feel it again, it will be better. If not, it doesn't matter! The way of cultivation can never be achieved overnight!"

Mo Jian was both happy and grateful, and couldn't wait to say, "Thank you, senior!"

He saw Ye Lanxin use the array before, and for a moment he found a wonderful way to integrate the array with the Qing Emperor's ten strategies. However, because of Meng Yecha Wang's obstruction, he had to be interrupted. What a great blessing is for the innate emperor to personally use his own position?

Mo Xiantian stretched out his hand gently, and a clear and traceless airflow slowly moved forward between his fingers, and there was a slow change. At the same time, Mo Xiantian was whispering for Mo Jian:

There are four arrays. The first is the formation, the second is the development of the array, the third is the change of the array, and the fourth is the formation structure. Let me show you the development of the formation first. You see, this is the cause, the cornerstone of the establishment of the array, and the source of the emergence of the array. To say, this is the root of the road.

Mo's innate airflow has changed again. Listening to his soft words, "This is the root, and it is born from the development of fate. Within the formation, everything is closely related, and anything is missing, which is indispensable. This is like the vast world we live in. Many things seem to be dispensable, but in fact, once they are missing, they will have bad consequences. In large, such as water and fire, in small, in a small way, such as a species... The formation itself is a small world.

"This is nurturing, just like a seed, the reason why the array can exert its power..."

Mo's hand kept coming out, and the airflow kept changing with his movements, and various scenes described at present kept appearing, which were really lifelike and incredible.

Mo Jian stared deeply, with all kinds of looks on his face from time to time. Finally, when Mo Xiantian talked about the way of development of the formation from cause to death, each of the twelve major means in detail, his eyes showed a clear light and finally realized it.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, and thousands of fusion methods flashed in his mind...

At this moment, Mo Jian's spirit seems to have become a sophisticated machine. His wisdom seems to have grown unprecedentedly. The methods of integration are constantly excluded, and the rest is the most mysterious truth.

A day has passed in the blink of an eye...

When Mo Jian opened his eyes again, the Qing Emperor's ten strategies were already familiar with his heart, and the Qing Emperor's tenth strategy - the end of the Dharma era, he also really understood the true meaning.