Ming Dynasty Emperor System

So sad that it feels like vomiting out the soul.

The heart-rending cry of the martyr awakened Master Wuchao, who was conscious of the environment.

The immortal divine power in his body is still tightly suppressed, and the supreme pressure released by the Nine Heavens Divine Sword above his head is still so real.

The dazzling golden mist wandering between heaven and earth, mixed with the unrivaled power of heaven, oppressed this space to the extreme.

In the dark, there is an extremely powerful pressure that forcibly suppresses everything in this space.

The Nine Heavens Divine Sword stopped falling.

The illusion ends, and the only thing that is different is the martyr.

The main thing that tortured his heart was not the severe pain after burning his soul, but the kind of entangled memories that had been buried deep in his soul and sealed in dust for countless thousands of years. Experience it again, recalling the deepest pain.

Master Wuchao's pupils have returned to their original appearance, and the look of despair has disappeared, replaced by a look of horror and the joy of surviving the disaster.

In his horrified eyes, a circle of bright seven-color glow suddenly appeared around the figure of the martyr reflected in his eyes, and traces of chaotic energy enveloped his body.Above his head, a blurry shadow undulated up and down.

"Sir!" Master Wuchao said with a trembling voice.

"My lord?" the martyr said with tears in his eyes.

Looking upward, the blurry shadow gradually became clear.

That's a person.

That is a supreme person who is unmatched and can play with the three realms and six realms in the midst of applause.

He is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

The Taoist clone, or in other words, the will of Zhu Houzhao has arrived!

A huge ancient rune flashed in the palm of the Dao realm clone.

That is the supreme mantra taken from the forehead of the martyr, symbolizing the power of heaven!

A strange smile slowly appeared on the corner of the Dao Realm clone's mouth. He placed the huge ancient rune in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. The eerie brilliance of billions of stars in his eyes shone on it, creating a A stunning sight.

"Such a supreme mantra, falling into your soul, is really a waste of resources."

As the Taoist clone spoke, his body suddenly moved, and the space he was in began to distort. In the dazzling sky, he disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the martyr. He raised his hand and clasped it. She grabbed his neck and said grimly:

"Oh, remnants of the first generation. Are you satisfied with the memory scene just now?"

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!!!"

The martyr roared like a madman, completely forgetting that his soul was burning up while calling for the power of heaven.At this moment, relying only on the soul breath accumulated over countless years, he could barely hang on to his life, but he still screamed without mercy.

"Tsk." The Dao realm clone clicked his tongue, and the smile raised at the corner of his mouth was particularly weird, "I have spent a lot of effort to help you retrieve the memories hidden by Heaven. As for you, not only are you not grateful I am so arrogant, am I really not afraid of death?"

"grown ups……"

Master Wuchao wanted to speak, but the Taoist clone turned his head sharply and gave him a warning look.

In desperation, Master Wuchao had no choice but to shut his mouth obediently and stay where he was. Although the Nine Heavens Divine Sword hanging above his head had stopped moving under the pressure of the Taoist clone, these two powers The overwhelming breath still made him feel very panicked.

"What kind of magic did you use?! What did you do to me!" the martyr roared angrily. He felt like his hands were pinching him like a pair of iron pincers. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.The strength in the body has been exhausted, and the hope of escape is extremely slim.

"Sorcery? How could it be sorcery?" The Taoist clone came close to the martyr's face, and millions of stars began to flash violently in his eyes. He looked directly into the martyr's blood-red eyes, and his smile became even brighter, " This is the power of retrospection that is enough to change time and space, and it is rare to find!"

Facing the billions of stars that were violently flowing in the eyes of the Taoist clone, the martyr felt in a trance, and his remaining consciousness became blurred, as if countless big hands were pulling his body frantically, pulling him down bit by bit. Dragged into the bottomless abyss of darkness.

"All Taoists have perished, but I, Zhu Houzhao, will live forever!" The voice of the Taoist clone seemed to have magic power, releasing a strange pressure, reuniting the souls of the martyrs from nothingness bit by bit, "The soul has returned. , the soul returns - enter my heart of supreme Tao, and attain immortality!"

The sound was not very loud at first, even a little inaudible.

But as time went by, the mysterious words spoken by the Dao realm clone continued to reverberate in this space at an increasing and gradual speed, until finally, the space was filled with thunder and lightning. The magic sound.

Even Master Wuchao, who was restrained by the two pressures, was affected by the demonic sound that echoed between heaven and earth. His eyes gradually became blurred, and the Buddha behind him gradually returned to a phantom state. A lotus mark stood out between his eyebrows.

When the lotus mark took shape, the look in Master Wuchao's eyes changed, and he turned into the compassionate Buddha. He looked at the painfully struggling martyrs and couldn't help but sigh:

"The past is in the past. Donor, why do you have to hold on to this obsession?"

The martyr did not respond, and the Dao Realm clone was also at a loss. It seemed that he had already known about the changes that had happened to Master Wuchao, and judging from his indifferent expression, he was not very interested in it and did not deliberately do so. To suppress the signs of Master Wuchao.

Along with the heaven and earth, the magic sound became louder and louder.

Suddenly, the bright golden light that enveloped this space dissipated, and the white flash that originally covered the space reappeared.

The power of heaven seemed to be disconnected from this place. Under the influence of this crazy demonic sound, it finally retreated away, following the gap opened at the end of the sky, all the way up until it completely disappeared.

After the power of heaven was completely gone, the demonic sound stopped abruptly.

At the same time, the wisps of chaotic mist that enveloped the martyr suddenly retracted and quietly penetrated through his seven orifices, much like the state of breathing like a swimming dragon during a meditation break.

The surface of the martyr's body was vaguely glowing with seven colors of light, one bright and one dark, completely blocking his consciousness and senses.

He closed his eyes involuntarily, and the Taoist clone put his hand on his chest. With a gentle push, he floated away uncontrollably. He did not use any abilities, but he was walking in the high air as if he was weightless. , opened his hands, as if to embrace this world.