Chapter 1242: One Becomes Ten Million, Historical Records Are Not True

Deep in the West Sea, he and Demon Lord Miaozhen passed through a dense group of dead objects. Wu Yi could not count the number of dead objects here. There were already so many that there was no so-called power territory. They were so crowded that they were as crowded as sardine cans. .

Generally speaking, this situation means that there is an absolutely powerful dead object here, which can be regarded as the king of dead objects. It is the existence of this dead object that can subdue the nature of many dead objects.

Otherwise, although the dead objects are not very intelligent, but after their cultivation becomes stronger, driven by instinct, they will spontaneously go to places with strong death aura, occupy them for cultivation, and drive away the same kind, so that they will never gather together.

As he continued to go deep into the far sea, the premonition in Wu Yi's heart became stronger. The spiritual platform warned and the alarm bell rang. Even if he did not feel the aura of the "King of Dead Things" at the moment, even if he was protected by the jade seal, Wu Yi still Terrified by it.

This was not the first time that Wu Yi was frightened by an inexplicable existence, but this time it was the most frightening. Because inexplicably, Wu Yi relied on the existing existence as a reference to infinitely amplify the opponent's strength and demean himself, so much that he was heartbroken. Hesitant to retreat and hesitate to move forward.

Demon Lord Miaozhen on the side also noticed the change in Wu Yi's state of mind. Wu Yi had always been calm and calm. Even if he was frightened in his heart, he would not show it externally. This time being sensed by Demon Lord Miaozhen, he could also know from the side that Wu Yi was afraid. Yi's inner complexity.

"If my fellow Taoist wants to retreat and leave now, there is no chance that there will be any chance of survival. Otherwise, there will be no way out!" Demon Lord Miaozhen's eyes flashed and his voice was clear, as if he was taunting Wu Yi and stimulating the general.

"Tianjun is not panicked at all," Wu Yi calmed down a little, and returned to a pure and innocent state of mind, and said: "Even if this body is not the real body of Tianjun, it would be a waste for Tianjun to send a clone into this world. No matter what, it would be a pity if it were lost here!”

"At worst, I'll send another clone. The world is so big, and with the flow of calamity, there are so many opportunities. If fellow Taoist dies, there will be no more, so do you still want to continue moving forward?" Demon Lord Miaozhen chuckled. , looking like he didn't care at all, calm and confident.

Wu Yi naturally did not believe what Demon Lord Miaozhen said. Realm advancement was a major event in the upper realm for hundreds of kalpas, and the dangers faced were unprecedented.

All the immortals are patrolling in the Nine Heavens. Ordinary heavenly demons are let in and let them become catfish. Beings like Demon Lord Miaozhen are brought in to attract wolves into the house. This is a big shark that wants to destroy the ecology of the entire world. of.

In the past, if he had not been forced to do so, Wu Yi would not have helped Demon Lord Miaozhen enter the upper realm. If the sect found out, he would be expelled from the sect, although now they can't give Wu Yi any help.

As the tribulation energy circulates, the realm gradually expands and the qi mechanism changes, Demon Lord Miaozhen does have the opportunity to re-enter the realm. However, at that time, the catastrophe has already occurred and he has lost his first move. Even if he comes, it is just a drink. It’s just some soup. Is Demon Lord Miaozhen really willing to do that?

"When you get here, Tianjun might as well tell me a little bit about what you know." As he said that, Wu Yi looked at the vast dead objects with strong auras, sighed deeply, and said: "Otherwise, I might really want to go back?" The road is really bad!”

"Are you threatening me, fellow Taoist?"

"Don't you dare? Since we are allies, why not share our knowledge!"

"If you tell me, will fellow Taoists definitely believe it?" Demon Lord Miaozhen asked.

"But if you don't say it, you won't even have the chance to choose to believe it! Wouldn't it be extremely boring?"

Demon Lord Miaozhen was amused by Wu Yi. His laughter was also very pleasant, but it made people shudder. He said, "In this case, it doesn't matter if I tell you."

"The place where you and I are now is outside the former West Sea Dragon Palace. The West Sea Dragon Palace is a holy place refined by the dragon kings of all generations with their own remains. There are countless layers of space, and the flow rate of time is different from that of the outside world. Outsiders cannot use it. That is If you come to the vicinity, you are not allowed to enter.”

"This is also the place where the most intense battles occurred a hundred tribulations ago, so so many corpses were left behind and turned into dead objects. Are you curious why all these dead objects are gathered here?"

Wu Yi nodded slightly.

"Do you think it's because there is a spiritual energy escaping from the Dragon Palace, attracting these dead things to gather here, or do you think there is a powerful dead thing here that restrains all dead things?"

Wu Yi thought that it must be because he was in a turbulent mood before, and his inner thoughts were read by Demon Lord Miaozhen, otherwise he would not have guessed what he thought.

Demon Lord Miaozhen sneered and said: "None of these are right. From a certain perspective, you can regard these dead objects as one!"

Wu Yi subconsciously looked at the dead objects nearby. They were densely packed, numbering in the millions, and their cultivation levels were from bottom to top. The strong ones were no less powerful than the Blood Golem. What a joke it was to say that these dead objects were all one body.

However, when Wu Yi looked at the face of Demon Lord Miaozhen, he was completely calm and solemn. He couldn't help but think about what the other party said again, and then he thought about something more and said: "You mean, these dead objects were all affected by one person." Impact?"

Demon Lord Miaozhen nodded.

"So, this person is the last Dragon Lord of the West Sea!"

"right!"

Wu Yi was shocked in his heart. It is said that at the end of the great tribulation, this man was swallowed up by the fire of karma and his soul was destroyed. If what Demon Lord Miaozhen said is true, I am afraid it is not that simple, but left a back-up plan, and it is differentiation. And the blood that comes out can affect and turn into millions of dead objects, so what is the other party's true cultivation level?

This thought was so intense that Wu Yi asked directly, "Then what is the cultivation level of the last Xihai Dragon Lord?"

"What do you think?"

"Historical records show that he is half a step away from Daluo, and has not yet reached the last step. However, he has a divine weapon of luck, so he may be able to fight against Daluo!"

Wu Yi is like an old farmer in the village, thinking that the emperor's life is to eat white flour buns every day and have a golden hoe. Because he has never come into contact with it, it is completely his own imagination.

Miao Zhen Demon Lord sneered, disdainful of mocking Wu Yi.

"Could it be that he has already taken that step?" Wu Yi's face was more solemn than ever before.

Miao Zhen Demon Lord nodded gently.

At this moment, Wu Yi's worldview was shattered. It turned out that the historical records were not necessarily true, even if he had already known this truth. However, these stories that were dozens or hundreds of calamities away from him, Wu Yi had no ability to refute except to choose to believe.

"Why should I believe you?" Wu Yi tried to maintain his worldview that had not yet completely collapsed. The worldview that he had adhered to for hundreds of years was shattered in one day. No matter who it was, he would want to resist. The process of reconstruction was too painful.