Chapter 393 The Fate of Time

"Master! Master!" Murong Ye saw the soul slave coming out, and he had already burst into tears. He bent down and knelt on the ground.

"Alas!" The blue dust floating in the front sighed, his voice was sad and hoarse, and there was no longer the mellow and beautiful sound of those years. "How can we be your master like this now? This strong man who entrusts the famous emperor jade should be Zhou Yi, the most famous president of the Chinese Association in Zhongxia, right?

"That's right, I'm Zhou Yi." Zhou Yi got up and gave a salute, "Bichenzong and Master Chen Yu are very grateful to Xiaoye's kindness."

"I dare not!" Bichen floated back a few steps, "Chairman Zhou, it should be us who should say thank you. Without you, my Bichenzong would have fallen into a doomed land. Even the suzerain has become someone else's soul slave, which is really a big joke in the cultivation world.

Speaking of this, Bichen's face showed deep self-deprecating, but because of the spiritual body, it looks a little strange.

"Don't say that. The original intention of saving you is to protect yourself." Zhou Yi sighed, "Master Bichen, what the hell is going on? Niansa is your brother. How can he attack you?

"President Zhou doesn't ask, and I'm also going to explain the reason. Only in this way can my sister and I leave the world at ease. Bichen's face was obviously twisted, and because of emotional changes, cold cyclones rolled up in the narrow hole.

I only heard her continue to say, "The main reason why we were attacked by Niansa is because of the broken chapter of Tao Xuanmen!"

"God's broken chapter?" Zhou Yi looked at Bichen doubtfully.

"This broken chapter of God is to successfully break down the barriers. It was left by the ancestors of Daoxuan who arrived for the last three days and was kept separately by the five sects of Daoxuan. Although the master told God that the broken chapter was not allowed to be publicized, it has been passed down for many years. In the interior of Daoxuanmen, he knew more or less, but did not dare to disclose it to outsiders. For example, Brother Bo Li's sect has passed down the divine cultivation, which is a relatively orthodox method of star cultivation; Luo Yunzong has passed down the cultivation of mythical beasts; Jindingzong seems to be the refining method of the national god..."

"The broken chapter of the god of the Sect is the cultivation method of the artifact. However, their sect has no amazing artifacts, few sacred weapons and no artifacts. Coinciding with the birth of the flowers, he hit his mind on the broken axe of the gods of our sect.

"Wanyuan Axe?" Zhou Yi was stunned, "What does the Wanyuan axe have to do with the past flowers?"

"Wanyuan Axe records the magic array that I can't understand. The attributes of this magic array are not gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and space. There is only a brief introduction. I know that it is a kind of time array, which can feel where the flowers of the past life are, and the mystery is known after refining. It's a pity that my understanding..." Bichen slowly shook his head, and his expression was extremely desolate and desperate. "I told President Zhou everything, that I want you to tell Brother Bo Li that you must not be deceived by Nian Sa, so that my thousand-year foundation of Daoxuanmen will be destroyed."

She said, her body shaking like an electric shock, and her slender body, like a shadow in the mirror, became twisted and ugly, and her whole head slowly elongated, occupying almost one-third of her body.

"Sister, don't--" The Bimeng next to him screamed sadly and wanted to rush over, but was blown back by a gust of wind. Then, with a muffled sound, the twisted head of the blue dust exploded, and the colorful light rushed out of the broken spirit of the blue dust. The wind formed by the explosion of the spirit body is not strong, but it is cold and piercing, and it lasts in the cave for a long time.

"Master!" Suddenly, Murong Ye stayed there. Chen Yu and Chen Hong quickly floated over, but there was no time to rescue the master.

The colorful light is the remnant of the holy soul of the blue dust. In the colorful light, a round and crystal axe slowly appears, and the bright charms around the body are wrapped around, which looks very mysterious.

"The Wanyuan axe is a collection of pure magic array mysteries, not any substance you imagine." Bichen's voice spread in the cave, a little less sad, a little more comfort and quiet, "Chairman Zhou, I hope you can understand this ten thousand fate axe and enter the Rebirth Hall for the benefit of ordinary heaven. Zongzhong's children, they are all spiritual slaves. I hope you can take more care of them. Bichen is here to thank you!"

Later, the sound became inaudible, and a generation of masters disappeared. Zhou Yi held the Wanyuan axe in his hand and felt that he had swept through thousands of worlds in his mind. He knew that Bichen had left him a treasure, and he couldn't help but be moved and sad.

"Master!"

Bichen fell, and the disciples of Bichen Sect kept their consciousness. All of them knelt down in the void, their faces were distorted, and screams came one after another. The whole cave was gloomy and miserable.

"Sister, you and I will practice together for decades. Now, you have given the Wanyuan axe that protects your soul to Chairman Zhou. It's boring for me to stay in this world alone, so it's up to you!"

Bimeng said a few tragic words, and his whole body trembled and twisted like before the dust exploded, and the atmosphere in the whole hole suddenly tightened. Feeling the pressure, the rest of the soul slaves couldn't help screaming.

At the moment when Bi Meng wanted to blow up his spiritual body, he suddenly heard a loud cry, a light flame that crossed blue and gold, from Zhou Yi's eyebrows. Bi Meng's spiritual knowledge suddenly dispersed and involuntarily knelt on the ground. Other soul slaves, including Chen Yu and Chen Hong, also crawled to the ground in front of the dragon shadow that was ready to fly. Trembling.

"Ah?" Zhou Yi was not familiar with soul control. However, in order to prevent Bimian from self-detonation, he subconsciously used a strong soul power. Unexpectedly, he almost burned some disciples of Bilian Sect with low cultivation.

The power of the soul slave lies in the guidance and development of the soul slave's potential. Like Bimeng, he was a holy-level strong soul before his death. If he is properly controlled, he can exert stronger power than himself. The struggle between the soul slaves and Zhou Yi and others under the control of the wind forest is an example.

Now, because of the lack of soul contact of soul controllers, these soul slaves can only be weak little by little until they are completely sucked away by Huang Quantian. Only Huangquantian's environment is the most conducive to the cultivation of spiritual bodies.

Zhou Yi hurriedly withdrew the blue soul kingfisher and said, "Don't panic. Master Bichen died because she protected the Wanyuan axe with her own soul. Master Bimian, as long as your consciousness is still alive, you can feel the happiness of life. You don't have to die at all, and there is no need to die.

"But, am I alive?" Bimang smiled bitterly. Her face was three times more beautiful than Bichen, but when her eyes turned, it gave people a sense of infinite horror.

"Isn't spiritual practice also reaching the realm of God?" Zhou Yi continued to enlighten them.

"Spiritual practice?" Bimian shook his head and said, "This is not Huangquantian. How can there be a condition for spiritual cultivation?"

"The world is much more complicated than you think. There should be such an environment, but I haven't seen it yet. Before you find this environment, you can stay in the nine-day treasure gourd.

Zhou Yi's smile always has a power to stabilize people's hearts and calm down the ups and downs of soul slaves.

Bimyo looked at Chen Yu and Chen Hong and said, "Thank you, President Zhou."

Zhou Yi nodded to them and thought about it. The cyan light immediately rolled the soul slaves in.

"Xiaoye, you can also go to Baihou Ding. The white dragon beast will take care of you."

"No, president, I want to follow you." Murong Ye's lips were upturned, revealing his white teeth.

"Your cultivation is not enough. Now it is the territory of the sea cucumber king in the South China Sea. Without my protection, not only the venom, but also the water pressure alone will crush you to death.

"Oh!" Murong Ye's eyes were gnarled and nodded, "President, then I'll go in first. I will practice hard and won't hold you down anymore."

"Silly girl, your brother, I don't have hind legs." Zhou Yi smiled and gently patted Xiaoye's head with her hand, which made her smile, but the corners of her eyes were still a little red.

Sending Xiaoye into the Bailing Ding space, Zhou Yi did not stay much, hid his breath, and flew directly to the sea cucumber palace.

It is not difficult for Zhou Yi to break the strange door lock key array from the dragon clan, but it takes a lot of effort to hide his breath in the venom.

"Elizabeth is the enemy of the sea cucumber king. Shouldn't she be clicked directly? If so, it will be very bad."

Elizabe is very much for Huaxia. Although she did not directly kill Huaxia members, there are also many because she was hurt. Of course, Zhou Yi does not want to save her, but her identity is too useful for Zhongxia.

The sea cucumber palace covers an area of thousands of mu. It is a building polished by coral stone. There are all kinds of water plants and seaweed floating in the middle. It looks colorful, but the style is very simple. After looking at it for a long time, it will be a little aesthetic fatigue.

The Sea Ccan wang dian in the center is very tall, and the rest of the buildings are like stars around the sun, which is easy to identify. The style pattern is similar to that of Midsummer.

Zhou Yi killed a sea cucumber man in the dark, endured his discomfort, peeled off his skin, dried it with flames, and added some refining techniques to make a sea cucumber leather coat, and waved his tentacles with spiritual knowledge. As long as it was not seen up closely, it would be decent.

He carefully avoided the patrolling sea cucumbers, marched through the gap between seaweed, coral stones and sea fish, and gradually approached the tall palace in the center.

However, at this time, a familiar and friendly energy fluctuation came, which shocked him again and again.

He only smelled this breath on Sister Bing and Xiaolong Nizi, which is a special feeling of the blood of the same clan.

"Brother, the breath of our dragon clan!" Aolan's voice immediately sounded.

"How can dragons appear in the sea cucumber palace? This is impossible! Unless Sister Bing is here... It's not right. This breath is much weaker than Sister Bing, or even weaker than Xiaolong Nizi. Zhou Yi couldn't hold back his curiosity and followed this breath and floated to a side hall next to the hall.