Chapter 373 The Last Breath

In the bluestone square, the seal text of Junjing is suspended in mid-air, the golden light flashes, and countless simple seal characters surround Cai Yu, jumping and dancing like an elf, pulling him into the golden world.

In the depths of the golden world, there is a sleeping old man, who is as respectable as a father to Cai Yu.

On that day, when Cai Yu opened the door of creation, the disaster was so great that Junjing seal text collected him in. Although he resisted a large part of Leiwei, it also greatly reduced the area of the golden world and damaged the power of seal text.

This situation makes Cai Yu very anxious. Obviously, because of the existence of the golden world, Mo Lao's soul can be kept. If the golden world disappears, Mo Lao may also lose his soul on the spot. The sense of urgency caused by the damage of the seal text of Junjing made Cai Yu more painstakingly want to wake up Mo Lao.

But no matter how he tried, Mr. Mo never woke up. Even if he injected his unique power of the world into Mr. Mo's soul, he did not react at all. His whole body was like a dead thing.

Ogre once said that Mo Lao's spirit was exhausted, and his soul was defective when he burned his soul at the beginning. Now he is just forcibly gathering the divine consciousness and maintaining a little immortality, which is like death.

Whether it's a dream machine or O'Gray, they are all old monsters who have survived for tens of thousands of years, but they are all helpless, which makes Cai Yu once desperate and degenerate.

But at this moment, the original awakening of his previous life, he had been able to revive as the immortal emperor of the immortal world, which made him find a glimmer of hope for the resurrection of Mo Lao!

The golden world has never changed, and Mo Lao's eyes are closed and his face is peaceful. Cai Yu came to Mr. Mo and first saluted deeply.

Even if the memory of the previous life awakens, he Cai Yu is still Cai Yu. In this life, he will never forget his great kindness.

Far more powerful than before, Cai Yuzai carefully checked the state of Mo Lao's soul at this time.

The soul dried up and the soul was cracked. The situation was more serious than he thought.

Cai Yu took a deep breath, and the emerald green light of his hands lit up, revealing his vitality. As soon as the world in the body runs, this vitality will soon turn into pure death. He wants to use the meaning of the origin of life to simulate the origin of death and repair the soul for Mo Lao.

In addition to the spiritual clan as the successor, the origin of the dead is dead, and the soul is no exception. Cai Yu has the origin of life, which can nourish all creatures and has the ability to come back to life. Even if his soul is broken, he is confident that he can save his life.

But Mr. Mo is different. The origin of his soul is dead, which is destined to be more difficult for Cai Yu to save him. He can only use his understanding of the origin of life and the characteristics of life and death reincarnation to try to integrate the fragments of Mo Lao's soul into one and rejuvenate it.

With all kinds of mysterious and inexplicable marks on his hands, Cai Yu's face was full of solemnity, playing the dark light and integrating into the old soul.

In this process, Mo Lao's face gradually twisted, as if he was suffering great pain. His soul had already broken, and it was a very painful process to gather and recover.

The mark of life in Cai Yu's hands is transformed into pure origin and death through the reincarnation of life and death, constantly pentling into the old soul body, making his soul body gradually solid, and the divine consciousness is gradually revived.

Cai Yu's face showed joy, and it seems that this method will work!

The world is running crazily, and the two qi of life and death are constantly transformed into a torrent of dead gas. The imprinted by Cai Yu's hands is injected into Mo Lao's body. This process is very long, and if there is negligence, even if the speed of the injection of the original dead gas is a little faster, it may lead to the collapse of Mo Lao's soul. Therefore, Cai Yu recognizes it very much. Really, I don't dare to distract my spirit at all.

I don't know how many days and nights have passed, and Mo Lao's soul body has become very solid. The original crack marks on it disappear invisibly, and the state of the whole soul body tends to be stable.

Cai Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and then he looked more grim. The next most critical step came. The soul body has been restored, but Mo Lao's divine consciousness has long been scattered, and it is very difficult to gather it, and even Cai Yong did not know how much of Mo Lao burned his soul at the beginning, and whether it was enough for his soul to return to its place.

Praying secretly, Cai Yu sat in the air, and his soul separated from his body. He penetrated into the sea of knowledge of Mo Lao and began to look for the incomplete consciousness.

Although the soul body has recovered, there are still many cracks in the most critical sea of knowledge. Cai Yu's face showed worry and a bad feeling.

The next moment, when he glanced through the cracks in the sea, his face couldn't help but change greatly.

In that gap, there is a little golden flame burning. Although the flame is very small and slow, it is indeed burning every minute!

"This is the residual golden flame of the burning soul at the beginning!" Cai Yu's face turned white, and the golden flame of the soul was the most horrible. He would never stop until the soul was burned out. He thought that the golden flame of the old man's soul should have been extinguished, but he did not think that the fire was like gangrene and had never disappeared!

"I should have thought of this a long time ago." Cai Yu's eyes showed despair, and the golden flame was immortal, which meant that even if he gathered Mo Lao's consciousness and revived his soul body, the soul golden flame would ignite again, burning Mo Lao in an instant!

At a loss, Cai Yu fell into an impasse in an instant. Even if he recovered his memory, what if he had the strength of the imperial realm? The golden flame of the soul involves the hidden rules of heaven and earth, and he can't destroy it at all.

"Is it true that Mo Lao is hopeless to wake up?" Cai Yu clenched his teeth and thought hard about it, but found that there was nothing he could do.

A feeling of powerlessness surged into his heart. His yuan god stood in the sea of old knowledge and didn't say a word for a long time.

The sea is silent and dull, and only occasionally a little broken light floats by, which is stained on Cai Yuyuan God, which makes him feel a long-lost sense of intimacy.

"Ky•••••"

Cai Yu seemed to hear the call of Mo Lao from these broken lights, and his eyes turned red.

No matter in his previous life or this life, Cai Yu is lonely and has not many friends. The deeper you practice, the fewer friends you will have. This is the case in the world.

Luo Shui is the most precious woman in Cai Yu's life, while Mo Lao is like a family to him. In his previous life, Cai Yu was an orphan. He has never felt the care of his parents, but fortunately, in this desolate world of death, Mr. Mo brought him the warmth of a father.

Now this father-like existence, but he can't save himself, which makes Cai Yu feel a pain in his heart.

The emperor of life, the emperor of life, you control the life and death of hundreds of millions of creatures, but you can't even resurrect your mentor! What kind of bullshit emperor is this? It's better not to restore your memory!

Cai Yu was sad in his heart and kept cursing himself, clenching his fist tightly. Because he understands that Mr. Mo is really hopeless. His soul is immortal, and he can't even save himself. I'm afraid that no one can save Mr. Mo in the three worlds.

Wandering in the sea of Mo Lao's knowledge, Cai Yu's six gods were selfless, recalling the bits and pieces with Mo Lao, and his heart was as uncomfortable as being cut by a knife.

Once upon a time, in the brave valley of Huoba City, the inconspicuous tombstone suddenly turned into the old man Qianmo, pointing out with one hand that Jiulong burned the sky and domineeringly announced that he wanted to help recover his body.

Once upon a time, in the hill next to Huowa City, the old man with an eccentric personality passed on the secret of Qianshu's soul, the downstream dragon steps, and the dead sword of the heavens.

Once upon a time, on the front line of life and death of the fire tower, the old man saved himself from the energy storm all over the sky and did not hesitate to completely expose his identity.

Once upon a time, over the abyss of the prison, the old man fought against the three kings alone, stared at the world, and was dedicated to defending himself to escape, and asked himself not to lose the face of the king Qianmo••••••

He taught earnestly and cared deeply. Every time I thought of it, it made Cai Yu's heart twitch. In this life, he will not kneel to the emperor, not to kneel to heaven, but to his favorite Mo Lao.

Kneeling in the sea of strangers, Cai Yu was speechless for a long time and sad.

Finally, Cai Yu left Mo Lao Zhihai and looked at Mo Lao who was sleeping in front of him. He stood for a long time again. If he can, he is willing to pay all the price to revive Mr. Mo, but all this seems impossible.

Suddenly, Cai Yu's gloomy eyes lit up. Mo Lao's soul body, which had just been reorganized by himself before, showed a breath that made his heart palpitations. This breath was vaguely familiar, and I don't know where he had seen it.

Such a strange situation made Cai Yu's heart lit up a glimmer of hope. He looked forward to it, and he hoped that there would be a miracle.

The breath from Mo Lao's body is getting thicker and heavier. Even Cai Yu, who was so powerful, couldn't help but be frightened.

"Roar!"

The demon in Cai Yu's body suddenly roared and came out of Cai Yu's body. The third vertical eye on the ferocious demon's head closed and opened.

"This is..." Cai Yu's eyes showed disbelief. He finally remembered why the breath from Mr. Mo's body was so familiar. The breath was clearly the same as the breath from the vertical eyes between Tianmo's eyebrows!

What's going on? Are the strange changes that have happened in Mr. Mo still related to the devil? Or, what is the incredible connection between the two?

Cai Yun's heart turned around, and he couldn't help but raise a glimmer of hope when he was terrifying.

The vertical eyes between the devil's eyebrows are chaotic and have no pupils. It looks strange. It looks at Mo Lao confusedly, but its body can't help getting closer and closer to Mo Lao.

Cai Yu secretly prepared. Tianmo was in a strange state at this time. He was afraid that Mo Lao would be attacked, and Tianmo liked to eat his soul, which was his nature.

The breath of the vertical eyes between the eyebrows and the breath from the old man began to blend. The two came from the same source, and soon they were intertwined, regardless of each other.

Cai Yu held his breath for fear of destroying this state, because he found that in such a state, there was an inexplicable force on Mr. Mo's body that was awakening.

Puff! A trace of golden flame was suddenly forced out of the old soul body, and it was immediately extinguished under the impact of the mixed breath.

"Golden Flame of the Soul!" Cai Yu's eyes were incredible. He didn't expect that the golden flame of the soul would be forced to be crushed. What is that strange breath?

The breath is becoming more and more vast. Affected by this breath, Cai Yu actually felt that his body was ethereal, which was clearer than ever before.

A fierce roar suddenly sounded, breaking the realm where Cai Yu was at this moment. The demon, who had been still, suddenly moved and rushed into Mo Lao's soul body!

"It's not good!" Cai Yu's face changed, and he was afraid that something would happen.

It's just that the demon entered the old soul body without causing a trace of waves. The two seemed to be mixed with water and milk, without any difference. Cai Yu didn't know what was going on in Mr. Mo's body at this moment. The strange breath blocked him and made him unable to move forward. Although he could forcibly break through with his cultivation, he was afraid that he would break the hope of Mo Lao's resurrection because of ignorance, so he stayed in place for a while and did not dare to act rashly.

The strange breath became stronger, and the milky white gas began to appear around Mo Lao. These gases are very special, different from the power of the soul fire clan and the spirit clan, and also different from the underworld clan.

"Is this, the legendary Wuqi?" Cai Yu suddenly woke up and exclaimed. He remembered the only breath among the five breaths that had not yet appeared in the world!

Empty!