"Brother Zi Mo, his memories are too many and too complicated..."
Yun Zimo Deep in the sea of consciousness, Yun Yue and Yun Qingfeng were sorting through the memories left by Hun Yizi, but it was difficult for them to digest and absorb all the complicated information of more than a hundred years.
"It's okay, just take your time and watch."
Yun Zimo said softly.
"After all, it is the life of a Soul Clan Dou Zun expert..."
Back in time, not long ago, Hun Yizi tried to infect Yun Zimo's sea of consciousness, but was frightened by all the information on the eighth floor and knelt down to beg for mercy. But how could Yun Zimo leave such a time bomb beside him...
"Senior, what do you mean by this? I can't bear such a big gift from you!"
Yun Zimo spoke softly, but he didn't look like he was coveting Hun Yizi at all. Instead, he looked like he should be giving a favor.
"..."
Hun Yizi didn't care about this kid's shameless behavior and just knelt down on the ground.
If he knew that this kid was the prophet Child of Destiny, even if he was tortured to death by Heaven-Lifting Might, he would never want to seize Yun Zimo's body!
"Heh..."
Yun Zimo smiled softly when he sensed the fluctuation of consciousness of Hun Yizi, snapped his fingers and disappeared into the eighth layer of the sea of consciousness.
"Hehehe... hahaha..."
Seeing Yun Zimo disappear, Hun Yizi also changed his expression and started laughing. This guy is really cautious. Even though he is like this, he is not fooled!
When he saw "future scenes" such as Hun Tiandi World Annihilation, Battle of the Two Emperors, etc., he admitted that he was scared at that moment.
However, a submissive soul was woven between the lightning and flint, allowing Yun Zimo to capture it in the sea of consciousness. He knew very well that this sea of consciousness was Yun Zimo's territory, and some of his thoughts could not escape his perception!
I just didn't expect Yun Zimo to be so cautious. Yun Zimo didn't even look at the "true feelings" he deliberately revealed.
"Boy Yun Yue, please give me some advice, senior!"
"Boy Yun Qingfeng, please give me some advice, senior!"
After Yun Zimo disappeared, Qing Feng Xu came and white mist gathered in the sea of consciousness. The figures of Yun Yue in white robes and Qing Feng in green shirts appeared one after another and gave a slight salute to Hun Yizi one after another.
"Interesting..."
Hun Yizi, who was kneeling down, slowly stood up and looked at Yun Qingfeng, who had a cold face, and then glanced at Yun Yue, who was smiling. It was obvious that the two of them had exactly the same face, but Hun Yizi could still clearly tell who was who.
"Origin Sword Force Three Treasures manifested soul puppet..."
In the seventh level of the sea of consciousness, there are some less important memories of Yun Zimo, and Hun Yizi, who has been infected with some of them, also knows part of the "origins" of Yun Yue and Yun Qingfeng.
"As long as I kill you and swallow Yun Zimo's soul, I can return to this world..."
"Child of Destiny's identity, I am also very coveted..."
Hun Yizi's body suddenly expanded and transformed into a figure with a strange face and black mist that was dozens of feet tall.
"Why does this image feel so familiar..."
Yun Yue and Yun Qingfeng looked at each other, and they instantly thought of the force that had fought against them several times.
"Soul Hall!"
"Wind Sweeps Away Clouds!"
The two of them did not dare to lift up, their bodies flashed and intertwined, one hand intertwined with the ten fingers, and the other hand suddenly pushed out, a white cloud wind blew up in the sea of consciousness, but it was tightly restricted to Hun Yizi. The white cloud swallowed Hun Yizi into the wind.
The temperature among the white clouds suddenly dropped, and the wind swirled. Hun Yizi vaguely felt that his soul was about to freeze. Wind and Cloud was changing, and phantoms were surrounding Hun Yizi. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was in an illusion or reality.
Sure enough, it's Soul Hall's person! No!
It should be said...
Soul Clan!
The two Yun Yue were slightly surprised when they saw the phantoms flashing in the clouds. This Hun Yizi turned out to be the man from the Soul Clan, but he was similar to Mr. Yao Lao. He had thin blood and was expelled from the Soul Clan. In other words, he was actually...
"Soul Clan abandoned son... hehehahaha..."
Hun Yizi's crazy laughter came from the clouds.
"Yes, Soul Clan abandoned son..."
"Ah~ drink it!"
Hun Yizi With a pull of the giant claw, the white cloud storm was torn apart like a white paper. With just a slap of his palm in the void, a sharp Soul Storm instantly swept across the entire eighth-level sea of consciousness. The storm spread to the first level, causing the clear spring to stir up water waves of ten feet!
"Shut up!"
Yun Zimo's body suddenly let out a muffled groan, and the body sitting in the seal could hardly hold on, but the hand seal changed again, stabilizing the churning sea of consciousness, the light between the eyebrows bloomed, and even the surrounding fog was dispersed by this bright light.
"He actually doesn't have any seals!"
The Yun Qingfeng that turned into a Qing Feng gathered together again, and the Yun Yue beside them also stepped out of the white clouds, looking at the twisted giant monster with a solemn expression.
To be able to create such a huge momentum without using any seals, or because your own strength has reached a state of returning to nature, you can move your hands and feet as you please, and you can achieve the effect of high-level Dou Technique with just one finger!
Either the understanding of Cultivation Methods and Combat Skills has come close to or even surpassed that of the creator. At this point, basically all you have to do is know how to Dou Technique, just snap it and whatever you say comes to you!
"Let's just decide the outcome with one move!"
The figure of Yun Zimo reappeared between Yun Yue. When he spoke, he raised his hand and turned his fingers into swords. Yun Yue and Yun Qingfeng beside him also twisted their bodies slightly and transformed into a white mist dragon and a blue-striped giant tiger looking up to the sky and roaring.
Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger!
Wind and Cloud meeting, the tiger roars and the dragon roars!
"Supreme Sovereign!"
A hundred-foot giant sword appeared behind Yun Zimo. In an instant, it slashed through the air towards Hun Yizi. On both sides of the giant sword were Azure Tiger. White Dragon flew through the void, roaring and turned into two substantial dragon and tiger pattern marks engraved on the black and white sides of the giant sword. Between the dragon and tiger patterns, Xiezhi whispered, and his black and white eyes pointed directly at Hun Yizi.
The giant sword was filled with soul-destroying power. As it approached, Hun Yizi even felt that his own foundation was about to be chopped off by this sword at this moment!
"Blood Soul Qi Aura!"
As if to embolden himself, Hun Yizi shouted loudly, the power of the blood-red gas-like soul wrapped around the boundless evil energy, turned into two giant blood-red claws and grabbed the giant sword, and an old face as dry as a ghost appeared on the originally mysterious face.
"Change the world and restore the earth!"
Energy surged up, and the sea of consciousness trembled violently, but Yun Zimo stood in the void, twisted his feet slightly, and a Origin Sword Force flew out of the depths of his soul and instantly transformed into the shadow of Yun Zimo's soul.
"Origin Sword Domain!"
Waves of ripples spread from the soles of the feet, and the trembling of the Consciousness Sea space stopped. Yun Zimo raised his palm at this moment, and the origin of the cracked Consciousness Sea was slowly repaired, and the earth-shaking Consciousness Sea returned to its original state as if going back in time.
"I didn't expect that you could actually do this... cough cough cough..."
Hun Yizi's huge body disappeared and turned into a mysterious light group again, and an old voice came out while the fluorescence flickered slightly.
"If it weren't for that damn Heaven-Lifting Might, ahem, how could I, ahem, how could I have lost to a junior like you!"
"However, you, a junior, don't even think about living. You should be buried with me!"
The light group transformed by Hun Yizi expands crazily, trembling and releasing violent energy.
"What?!"
Yun Zimo, however, snapped his fingers with an indifferent expression. Inexplicable energy lingered between his fingers, and he moved slightly towards the void. Hun Yizi's expanding light group was instantly suppressed. The unparalleled energy surge restrained his manic Three Treasures power. Hun Yizi's horrified voice also came out during the process.
"No! Impossible! How could you possibly master Heaven-Lifting Might!"
How could it choose this junior!
Hun Yizi went crazy with jealousy, crazy and resentful voices echoed, and the hysterical voices were full of resentment!
Yun Zimo's face was expressionless, and he slightly clenched his hands amidst Hun Yizi's curse. Hun Yizi's voice stopped abruptly, and the crazy trembling fluorescence became silent. This time, the breath belonging to Hun Yizi completely disappeared between heaven and earth...
"Please sort out your memories slowly. After refining this old guy, you should be able to truly step into Dou Zong..."
Yun Zimo whispered to the two Yun Yue who had manifested themselves, and then stepped out of the sea of consciousness with their hands behind their backs.
Even if you were once a Dou Zun, in my territory, an old guy who has run out of energy, an old lunatic who has been tortured by Heaven-Lifting Might for countless years, can you still turn the world around...