"I practiced swordsmanship and became a demon. It took me more than ten million years to travel across the three heavens and nine places before I understood this sword. However, my life is about to end and I cannot return to my homeland. When I am dying, I hide this sword in the creation of heaven and earth.

Looking for a destined person."

These words on the cloud pattern not only relieved Di Xin's confusion, but also made him feel refreshed.

The reason why Nebula devoured Emperor Xin was probably driven by the demon emperor's spiritual thoughts. It had been searching for a successor for many years. It was probably because it sensed the sword energy of Emperor Xin that it made the extraordinary move.

Emperor Xin has been regarded as the successor of the man called the Blood Sword Demon Emperor by default.

Di Xin's guess was accurate, but he would never have thought that this nebula was not the first time it had swallowed people.

Those who were previously considered qualified to inherit the sword moves of the Blood Sword Demon Emperor also had both hands, but these people, without exception, failed to understand the tide of the sword sea.

They were trapped and died in the nebula, and eventually their bodies were gone.

Although I don’t know who the other party is, his Three Swords of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity sounds quite impressive.

Di Xin thinks he has mastered the Imperial Nine Heavens, but he doesn't dare to claim to be the first to create the world. He doesn't know what level of martial arts this Sword Sea Chaosheng has, but he is afraid it is better than the emperor level.

But in the God Realm, is there any higher martial arts than the emperor-level martial arts?

Why has he never heard of what the Three Heavens and Nine Earths mentioned by the Demon Emperor were like? It would take tens of millions of years to break through them.

In the end, he was unable to return to his homeland and died in a foreign land.

These doubts lingered in Di Xin's heart, but no one could answer them.

However, Di Xin is not an impatient person. He also knows that in all things in the world, there are always some things that cannot be explained.

Just like his demon ancestor was reborn and transformed into Feng Xin and Wu Zhong, he possesses the imperial martial arts of Imperial Nine Heavens, but in fact, this martial arts has been deeply rooted in his mind since he can remember it.

Di Xin still doesn't know who taught him the Imperial Nine Heavens, and he still can't solve the mystery of what happened to him, let alone what happened to others.

Not to mention, why did the four of them go back to four thousand years ago after taking the Qiankun Pill?

Whether it was accidental or destiny, or someone was behind the scenes, Di Xin felt that everything was like a messy ball of thread that could not be untangled or understood.

Since it cannot be solved, Emperor Xin will not waste any more effort.

He simply withdrew his thoughts and studied the cloud patterns carefully.

There was only one thought in his mind, as long as he learned the sword and broke through the human sword, he could break all kinds of restrictions, and then the nebula in front of him would not be able to trap him.

Emperor Xin concentrated on staring at those blood-like cloud patterns.

The cloud pattern is twisted and constantly gathering words. Those words, when put together, form a sword formula of more than 500 words.

Emperor Xin read the sword scroll word by word.

After he considered it word by word, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"What a superb swordsmanship. The invisible sword is better than the visible one."

Emperor Xin finally understood why this Demon Emperor had been unable to find his successor.

This sea of ​​swords is rising, and it sounds like there are only three moves, the three swords of heaven, earth and man.

But in fact, each sword contains 864 variations of sword moves.

For ordinary people, let alone practicing, even memorizing it is very difficult.

For many people, the sword is only half-stretched, and all their divine power has been exhausted.

However, Emperor Xin has a special physique and possesses divine and demonic powers. When his energy is exhausted, his physical body can absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

He was confident that he could finish practicing a human sword move. Emperor Xin shook his right hand, and the sword energy condensed into a sword, and he started practicing.

He quickly entered a state of selflessness, and even Ye Lingyue, who was outside the nebula, was temporarily forgotten by him.

Within the nebula, Emperor Xin's figure was like a shuttle. Outside the nebula, Ye Lingyue and Ye Lingri were still searching in mid-air.

As time passed little by little, the real monster in the Milky Way completely disappeared. It was already around sunrise, and the light of hope in Ye Lingyue's eyes became darker and darker.

Another half hour passed and it was almost dawn.

The last few nebulae are about to disappear, Emperor Xin...where are you...if it's half an hour later,

And just when Ye Lingyue was in despair and looking for Ai Lang, Xiao Zhiyo was also trapped in the Yangquan Temple.

It has been a day and a half since Xiao Zhiyo followed Zeng Miaomiao and entered the ruins of Yangquan.

Xiao Zhiyo watched Zeng Miaomiao repairing the formation, feeling confused.

It looked at the little beast that was placed on the ground. The little creature had just been born, and its eyes were still closed. It was sleeping soundly, and it had no idea that a battle between heaven and man was going on in little Zhiyo's heart.

"I should take away its body and find a way to stop my mother."

"It is me, I am it, I use my own body, and it is natural."

Xiao Zhiyo struggled for a long time.

"If the boss were here, he would never be so hesitant. He would be so persistent. What kind of man would he be!"

Xiao Zhiyo couldn't help but look outside the ruins of Yangquan and the underground area. Everything was still the same as before.

But Xiao Zhiyo knew that it was already the ninth day of the Tianhe Vision.

In one more day, at most one day, the four great god emperors will surround and suppress the Desolate Clan.

Although Grandpa and Lao Qitian sent away a group of people from the Huang tribe, most of the young and middle-aged people still stayed in the Yangquan Ancient Road.

Just when Xiao Zhiyo gritted his teeth and was about to seize the body, Zeng Miaomiao suddenly stopped.

"No, that formation has been repaired!"

Only then did Xiao Zhiyo notice that just when it was hesitating, Zeng Miaomiao had already repaired the formation.

The teleportation array, which originally had vague formation text, became clear and clear after repair, and the formation text on it was also brand new.

The next moment, Zeng Miaomiao cut her finger and a few drops of blood fell.

When Zeng Miaomiao's blood fell, the originally dull formation suddenly lit up.

The entire formation made a creaking sound, like a heavy stone mill that had not been moved for many years and was finally pushed.

Xiao Zhiyo was shocked. Zeng Miaomiao picked up the child on the ground. She did not enter the formation immediately as Xiao Zhiyo expected, but knelt beside the formation.

As the formation light shone, several figures actually appeared in the formation.

Xiao Zhiyo didn't even dare to make a sound, there were actually people in the ruins of Yangquan.

Are these people the ones who secretly control my mother?

Could that person be the master of Yangquan Palace?

As the figures in the formation became clearer and clearer, Xiao Zhiyo gave up the idea.

Because the figure in the formation, although the face cannot be seen clearly, but the figure is tall and short, there is no doubt that it is a woman, and it is definitely not the master of Yangquan Palace.

"We sincerely welcome Your Majesty the Saint of Taiyin, Saint Jin'an. The Taiyin clan will live forever and will never fall."
Chapter completed!