Chapter 152: Immortal Golden Body

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Two
Immortal Golden Body
Originally, Pluto didn't plan to bring Qi Huan down to the ten hells. ＠
. . The danger there is too great, and he is a little overwhelmed when he goes down alone, maybe what will happen with Qi Huan.
But Qi Huan was right when he had something to say. Without her, the Pluto of the Eleventh Floor would not be able to get in. Pluto nodded and agreed to take Qi Huan down to find it.
Fortunately, the ten-layer is not as terrifying as imagined. Pluto himself is very strong, and the powerful pressure radiating from him makes the ghosts and beasts in the ten-layer afraid to appear. The ten hells are not very big, and after following Pluto, they found nothing.
Just walked down, until the sixteenth hell, there was still nothing. Qi Huan originally wanted to keep looking for it, but the king said that the time in the fairy world has come, and Qi Huan must go back.
Although I was always anxious to find Mo Ye, it was not a matter of a day. Qi Huan could only listen to the words of Pluto and let him send his soul back to the fairy world.
After Qi Huan returned, Pluto did not leave the sixteenth-story nether hell, he stood in midair. Looking down at the black resentment that keeps rolling under her feet, she couldn't help but sighed, "She's here, why don't you come out to see each other."
From the time he stepped into the Nether Hell, Pluto felt Mo Ye's breath. Although the two practiced differently, Pluto's ability to sense resentment was very strong. And Qi Huan's cultivation base is relatively low, and secondly, she still can't control the power of thunder and lightning in her body. Whenever she encounters filthy resentment, her body will automatically resist, so she can't notice the special here at all. I didn't know, in fact, Mo Ye stayed in the nether hell.
In the underworld, the most suitable place for Netherworld cultivation is Nether Hell, but Mo Ye is not cultivating at this time.
Although Pluto could feel the existence of Mo Ye, he could not see his entity at all, because the resentment in this entire space was transformed by Mo Ye.
Although Mie Shen Nai was short of the last one, the damage to Mo Ye was very serious. He had not had a solid resentment in his body and was all nailed away by Mie Shen Nai. Even if he still had a sense of mind and wanted to see Qi Huan, he would There is no way.
Pluto found that he had spoken for a long time, and he didn't see Mo Ye reacting. He could only fall into the billowing resentment. He exposed his wrist, and the sharp nail of his left hand ran across his wrist. Suddenly, bright red blood flowed out.
The grievances that had been far away from Pluto's body instantly wrapped Pluto's whole person. A full half an hour. Pluto waved his hand to disperse the grievances, the blood on his wrist no longer flowed out, but his face was not very good-looking, he should have lost too much blood.
"Can you come out this time?" Pluto muttered to himself for a while, and finally saw a nearly transparent shadow appearing in front of him, unable to see the facial features, it was just a shadow.
"Don't bring her here again." After only one word, the human form that had finally condensed dissipated again.
After using half a tank of blood, Pluto almost vomited blood out of anger. He shook his sleeves uncomfortably, "I'll take care of you." Then he stepped into the exit that Qi Huan left him. After the exit gradually disappeared, the dark grievances continued to roll up and down.
However, if you look closely, you can find that the resentment is wrapped in a skeleton made of blood qi. When Mo Ye cultivated into a ghost, his body had been smashed by Thunder God and Lei Gong Tianlei, so his body was directly condensed from resentment.
Originally, if he hadn't received such a serious injury, he could still use grievances to condense back to his body, but the Goddess Nail was a magic weapon specially used to deal with him. After he was recruited, his sanity almost disappeared. Even if he had to condense the body, it would be hundreds of thousands of years later.
Therefore, he needs something to guide him. This skeleton is used to guide him to condense. When the Pluto came here, he only found Mo Ye's breath, but he didn't notice that there was another person in the nether hell, or the existence of a zombie.
The zombie was naturally Mo Yu who was resurrected through the body of his son Xing Huang, but Mo Yu was a lot older after seeing him last time. It stands to reason that the zombie is immortal, but he seems to be an exception. His long, jet-black hair had turned gray, and patches of corpses appeared on his face, wrinkles covered the corners of his eyes and mouth, and his sturdy body was now skinny.
His lower body has also been wrapped in resentment, but he hasn't moved, but his eyes are a little sluggish, looking at the skeleton of the skeleton in the resentment, and watching the skeleton slowly condense from blood and light into red with gold. Real skeletons.
Although this process seems simple, in fact, he has watched it for a full ten years and finally saw a glimmer of hope. Moreover, Pluto consumed so much blood just now, which strengthened the skeleton a lot. As long as he is willing to wait, he will be restored to his original condition one day.
Mo Yu knew that he had never been a good father, and that his son hated him to the bone, it should be, just. In any case, Mo Ye is also his son, the son of him and Mie Xue.
The only woman he loved in his life was Mie Xue, and the only thing he regretted in his life was to promise that Mie Xue would watch Mo Ye grow up with his own eyes and would never leave with her.
I don’t know how many years have passed. At the beginning, the white dress in his mind was noble and elegant in front of people, but in private but naughty like a child, the girl’s appearance has gradually blurred, even if he looks at her portrait every day, He seems to be about to forget her too.
Is there anything more cruel than this in the world? !
Mo Yu never thought that because he had taken a wrong step, he would force his son to become a ghost, a ghost with Liudao as an enemy. As a father, he can only watch, but he can't do anything, just like when he watched Mie Xue and ashes disappear.
This kind of thing, one experience is enough, he can't bear the second time. Moreover, his son has grown up, and his promise to Miexue has been fulfilled. Presumably, Miexue will not blame him anymore if he leaves at this time.
Mo Yu's cloudy eyes rolled slightly. Looking at the skeleton exuding rich blood, he sighed almost inaudibly. Since it was his choice, he could not stop him as a father. He can only leave behind what he has, hoping that he can accompany the girl to go further.
The "Book of Killing God" handed down from ancient times said that the zombie emperor does not live by sucking blood, they can supply blood for themselves, but their blood is very precious, and the blood energy of the whole body can condense the legendary immortal golden body. However, the above did not mention what the indelible golden body is. Because no one has ever seen it before, once the zombie emperor basically does not exist, secondly, even if the zombie emperor dies, the blood will evaporate instantly, and when they are alive, even the beasts may not be able to make them bleed.
In fact, the so-called immortal golden body is nothing more than a skeleton. It is a skeleton with the whole body of the zombie emperor. After the zombie emperor reaches the highest level, his whole body is condensed in blood. Therefore, unless they are willing, no one can make them indestructible.
Mo Yu should be the only zombie emperor who has been cultivated in these hundreds of thousands of years, and I am afraid that he is also the only zombie who can cultivate his body into an immortal golden body.
Zombies have lost their blood and they have lost their lives. They have no reincarnation. Once they die, they have no future.
"Son, I actually hate you very much. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to live so long."
"I know, you also hate me, I just glanced at the woman you favored, and you threw her out. Do you need to show your dislike for me so obviously."
"However, you are much luckier than me. At least, your woman is still alive, and mine is gone forever."
"Actually, even if you don't tell me, I can guess what Mie Xue left behind. Are you jealous of me?"
"Fortunately~EbookFREE.me~ there is no next life..." Mo Yu squinted his eyes, staring at the rolling resentment, and said to himself, regardless of whether anyone heard it. I'm afraid, this is the first time that their father and son will speak peacefully face to face. Although Mo Ye could not speak.
Mo Yu opened his mouth slightly, as if he still wanted to say something, but he never had a chance to speak again. His muddy eyes had completely lost the light, but in the end he was laughing. Before he died, he was looking What's up there? Perhaps this will always be a secret.
Those grievances were still tossing around the skeleton of the skeleton, and the golden light and blood on the skeleton became more and more intense, almost covering the entire space, there was still no sound in the nether hell, and I don’t know how many years have passed, Mo Yu’s dry bones are growing In the powerful grievance, finally disappeared completely.
It seems that he has never appeared from beginning to end, perhaps, this is the best ending. As for whether Mo Ye heard what he said, what does it matter?
In the blink of an eye, it has been a hundred years since Qi Huan took over the Thunder God Temple. One hundred years is really short in the fairy world, but for Qi Huan, it is getting harder and harder. The person she was looking for did not move at all. Later, Pluto looked for her several times, Qi Huan walked through the whole Hell, but did not find the slightest breath of Mo Ye.
Is he really gone?

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