Chapter 1958: : The birth of Xin Wuzun

"Not good!" Fang Lin realized that it was not good, just bit his tongue and wanted to wake up, but the whole person's consciousness was still involuntarily sinking, and there was nothing in sight. [WWW.SuiMеng.lā
At a critical juncture, a hand appeared out of thin air, gently resting on Fang Lin's shoulder.
Fang Lin's body was shocked, and his consciousness suddenly came awake, and his eyes gradually recovered.
When Fang Lin looked back, he saw a strange face smiling at himself, holding a black umbrella in his hand.
"The twelfth mural represents the word change. There will be endless changes in everything in the future. If you break the twelfth mural, your consciousness will be deeply trapped in these changes, and you will never be able to get rid of it." The man holding the umbrella said softly that it disappeared inexplicably even before Fang Lin's eyes.
Fang Lin stood staring blankly, still shocked on his face. He didn't expect that the mysterious umbrella supporter who appeared in later generations would suddenly appear here.
What even Fang Lin did not expect was that he was rescued by this person once. If he had not awakened Fang Lin in time, I am afraid that Fang Lin would always sink into that seemingly phantom consciousness, and there would be no sober day.
Fang Lin took a few deep breaths, his heart finally calmed down, and the sudden appearance of the umbrella supporter made Fang Lin's heart even more puzzled.
"Is it because I guessed wrong, he is not an ancient incarnation, otherwise why would he appear here to save me?" Fang Lin said secretly in his heart, and the sudden appearance of the umbrella supporter made Fang Lin doubt his previous speculation. Mistake, I think that the person holding the umbrella may not be an incarnation of the ancient spirit.
But under the eyes of Lin, it is not easy to determine what the identity of the umbrella supporter is. If it is an ancient incarnation, there is no reason to save himself.
If it weren't for the ancient incarnation, who was he? Is it an enemy or a friend? Or both?
When Fang Lin turned his head and looked at the twelfth mural again, he saw that the mural had been restored as before, and it was still blank. There was no sign of fragmentation and collapse.
Fang Lin frowned slightly. He did indeed smash this mural before, but now it is restored as usual. It is probably the handwriting of the umbrella man, or it may be that the mural here can be restored by itself.
When Fang Lin was in the ancient cave, a black abruptly appeared above a mountain top of 100,000 mountains and rivers, followed by a figure under a black umbrella.
At the same time, Mo Shouhei above Jiutian also noticed an unusual breath. His eyes scanned the whole earth, including the land of 100,000 mountains and rivers, but he did not have the presence of the umbrella man.
"It was almost ruined, Fang Lin, Fang Lin, you don't have to make any more mistakes. In order to help you, I took a big risk." The umbrella supporter murmured and looked up at the sky. There is a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
"Twelve murals, there are my handwriting, there is also the handwriting of the guy from Xuanyuanya, and the handwriting of your black hand, depending on who the boy Fang Lin would believe." The umbrella-holding population said, looking suddenly. Afar, the face hidden under the black umbrella showed a little surprise, but it was more gratifying.
"Your Xuanyuan is so powerful, you see more than we have in the future, and this world is born with a creature that can be transformed into a world, just as you would expect from Xuanyuanya." Seeing the direction he looked at, there was a red light rising into the sky, like the same pillar, no matter where you stood on any corner of the earth, you could see it by looking up.
At this moment, countless holy spirits on the earth felt the same way, and a sense of awe came from the depths of the soul. They couldn't help but knelt down in the direction of the sky's red light.
Nine days and ten places, eight famines, the strong are invincible!
In the White Emperor City, Fang Qingye jumped out and looked at the red light in the distance, with a rare smile on his face.
"It's faster than I expected." Fang Qingye said in a mouth, then went straight to the place where the red light appeared.
Above the sky, Mo Shouhei was furious. At this moment, he finally knew why there was always a sense of restlessness before a certain period of time, and why Fang Qingye's whereabouts were always secret and not let him notice.
It turned out that the third Wu Zun was secretly born in addition to himself and Fang Qingye!
Mo Shouhei is called a hate. If he knew that a new Wu Zun would be born, he would have to wipe out this scourge even if he worked hard to damage Shou Yuan, which was not much.
It's a pity that Mo Shouhei didn't realize the birth of Xin Wuzun until now. It's too late, too late, and missed the best time to start. Even if Mo Shouhei wants to start now, it's impossible at all, Fang Qingye can't Let him succeed, will definitely desperately stop.
Furthermore, Xin Wuzun has become a climate, and it is not that he can kill if he sticks to the black. He is all ants under Wu Zun, but in the same situation as Wu Zun, it is really difficult to make it clear who is strong and who is weak.
Mo Shou's black face is extremely gloomy. Although the general trend of the world is still under his control, he vaguely feels that some things seem to have come out of his control and is moving in an unimaginable direction.
As for the extent of the exhibition, he could not predict Mo Shouhei, because a newly born Wu Zun would bring too many variables. Mo Shouhei, as Wu Zun, is the common enemy of all living beings in the world, and will certainly be deeply affected. Implicated.
"Xuanyuanya, is this your way? A Fang Qingye is not enough, and a new martial arts supreme has appeared. For this reason, you have exhausted everything and gave up the remaining 100,000 years of life. It is really So bold, I have fought you with Mo Shouhei for so long~EbookFREE.me~I admire you from the bottom of my heart for the first time." Mo Shouhei gritted his teeth. Xuanyuanya has long since passed away.
Whether it is Fang Qingye, or this new martial arts supreme, it is Xuanyuanya's handwriting. He used one person's death in exchange for the birth of two great Wuzun, in order to suppress the black guard.
Above the earth, the red mansions against the sky shook Jiuxiao, and a figure stood in the beam of light, absorbing the nine days of wind and clouds, and the majestic eight wildernesses.
This red light is the embodiment of this person's vigorous blood. The strength of this blood, even the most powerful real dragon in the body, will be overshadowed.
Many powerful men from ancient times to the present, including Xuanyuanya and Moshouhei, cannot talk about the strength of qi and blood with this new supreme.
On this day, Zhiqiang's physique was born on the earth before the ancients and never came. With the power of the flesh, it can crush all the martial arts strongmen in the world.
Fang Qingye appeared nearby, and the umbrella supporter was also silently watching from afar, Mo Shouhe looked down with cold eyes, and the eyes of the three of them fell on the new Wu Zun.
(End of this chapter)