Chapter 701 Identity of Hundreds of Reincarnations
In the valley.
The two figures stood quietly and looked at each other, with a trace of reluctance in their eyes.
"Xiao Gong, assisting the Flame Demon Clan in attacking Babel Tower this time is not an adventure like before. You don't need to follow me anymore."
The man in black said Shen Ran: "Not only you, the group of disciples under my sect also did not participate."
Although Ouyang Gong's consciousness was integrated into her body, her body was completely out of her control. She wondered aloud: "Didn't you tell them?"
The man in black shook his head indifferently, "Nine Xuan Sect was founded not long ago, and its foundation is still shallow. Even if you go with me on the expedition, it won't be of much use."
He immediately changed the topic, "In addition, the Mad God guy will also join forces with me, plus the Fire Demon King, it should be enough."
"The Abyss of Divine Burial has been sealed by the three of us. The next step is to solve the dimensional passage of Babel Tower. As long as it is sealed, there should be no crisis in the Cangqiong Continent in a short time."
The man in black had a solemn look on his face, and after saying that, he suddenly flew up.
Hearing this, Ouyang Gong frowned slightly, and his beautiful eyes were full of worry.
The 'Ouyang Palace' of the subject's consciousness was also affected by this, and the pain deep in his heart became stronger and stronger, as if he had begun to recall something.
I feel like the man in black is going to be in trouble.
"do not go……"
She wanted to say these three words, but she couldn't control the body in the illusion at all.
Whoosh!
At this moment, the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared.
When Ouyang Gong's consciousness came to his senses, the scene in front of him had changed again.
Her body was flying to the extremely deserted land ahead at an extremely fast speed.
When I arrived here, I couldn't help but be a little surprised by the scene in front of me.
Here is a messy land, full of devastation.
Wherever you look, you can see countless corpses scattered everywhere.
Judging from their appearance and clothing, they are all warriors of the Balrog clan, as well as servants of gods and warriors of the gods from the Babel Tower.
In the field of vision, a blood-stained black figure stepped on the mountains of corpses, panting.
Judging from his appearance, he was obviously seriously injured.
"Brother Bai Yu!"
Seeing this scene, Ouyang Gong was extremely anxious, and his flying speed suddenly increased.
When she came closer, she hurriedly stretched out a pair of jade hands to support the shaky man in black.
Looking at the man in black who fell in her arms with blood on his face, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.
"Xiao Gong, my life is over...but there are still many remaining forces of the Babel Tower of Gods who have escaped, and this battle is not really over..."
The man in black looked at Ouyang Gong in front of him and said weakly: "I have spent my whole life cultivating myself and triggered the law of reincarnation. In exchange for hundreds of reincarnations, I will definitely wipe out the remaining forces of the God Clan..."
"I owe you a promise, and I will pay it back in my next life..."
The man in black held his breath, as if he had been waiting for Ouyang Gong's arrival.
"But I don't want you to live in pain, so... I'm sorry."
As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and pressed it on Ouyang Gong's head. An invisible wave of energy hit his soul.
After doing all this, the man in black finally closed his eyes and completely lost his breath.
Ouyang Gong also fell to the ground, staring blankly at the dead man in black. She could find that her soul memory was gradually disappearing.
"Don't...don't leave me..."
Ouyang Gong tried his best to shout, but to no avail.
Outside of the illusion, two lines of hot tears were already flowing out of her eyes.
"What's wrong with Palace Master Ouyang?"
Seeing this, Hou Tiancheng and others were suddenly surprised.
The martial arts cultivators of the Fire Phoenix Palace were also surprised. They had never seen such a weak and helpless side of the palace master.
Buzz——!
And as the illusion completely collapsed, the countless sealed memories poured out like a tide at this moment.
She remembered!
She remembered everything about that man.
Ouyang Gong slowly opened his eyes, looking through the crowd and staring at Lin Hao, his eyes gradually blurred with tears.
"After hundreds of reincarnations, you are finally back..."
The moment the voice fell, under the shocked gazes of many people, Ouyang Gong suddenly flew out and threw himself directly into Lin Hao's arms.
"How could you be willing to leave me alone? How could you seal my memory? How could you be so selfish..."
Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Gong couldn't help crying loudly, as if he had been greatly wronged. His voice was not loud, but it sounded pitiful.
this……
Lin Hao was stunned by the sudden change and stood stiffly.
The people around him were also stunned for a moment, looking at this scene in disbelief.
It was completely unexpected that Ouyang Gong, a top figure with such a high status, would cry like a young girl in Lin Hao's arms.
In such a situation, those who didn't know it thought they were lovers who hadn't seen each other for many years...
"Senior Ouyang, what's wrong with you? Is there any misunderstanding between us?"
Lin Hao couldn't help but swallowed secretly, and asked at a loss.
"There is no misunderstanding, you are Fang Baiyu, you are definitely my brother Baiyu!"
Ouyang Gong shook his head and choked, tears already soaking Lin Hao's chest.
Fang Baiyu?
And he’s still a brother?!
What the hell?!
Upon hearing this title, Lin Hao's eyes suddenly widened a bit, and his face was full of surprise.
"Fang Baiyu... isn't this the name of our Jiuxuan Sect's ancestor?"
Not far away, Hou Tiancheng was surprised and seemed to realize something.
Immediately, he looked at Lin Hao doubtfully, thinking of all the previous deeds, the Eye of Reincarnation, and the so-called last words of the sect, "The Holy Son of the Bell is out", and he suddenly felt quite startled.
Hundreds of reincarnations...
Could it be that Lin Tian is the reincarnation of the ancestor?!
Thinking of this, Hou Tiancheng's pupils trembled and he stared at Lin Hao in surprise.
"Senior Ouyang, what are you talking about about reincarnation and Fang Baiyu?"
After a few breaths, Lin Hao finally recovered and asked again.
At this time, Ouyang Gong's excitement gradually returned to calm.
But his pair of jade hands still hugged Lin Hao's waist tightly, as if he was afraid that he would leave again.
Hou Tiancheng's eyes darkened slightly, as if he felt that the situation was related to Jiuxuan Sect, he immediately waved his hand.
Everyone around him was shaken by its powerful energy fluctuations and fell back more than ten feet.
At the same time, an isolation formation was also launched.
Within the light curtain of the formation, only he and the two sect masters, as well as Chen Jin and several high-level human beings from the Fire Phoenix Palace were left.
At this moment, their eyes were all staring silently at the two figures hugging each other in the central area, without making a sound to disturb them.
"Strictly speaking, you are actually the founder of the Jiuxuan Sect, Fang Baiyu, who was reincarnated thousands of years ago."
Ouyang Gong's long eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Lin Hao, and said slowly: "Your reincarnation eye is the best proof."
What?
The Holy Son of Jiu Xuan Sect is actually the reincarnation of the founder of Jiu Xuan Sect?!
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.
Sure enough, it’s...the Patriarch!
Hou Tiancheng's face changed drastically, and his thin figure could not help but tremble a few times.
He stared at Lin Hao blankly. When he was young, he heard the story of his ancestor from the Supreme Elder. When the law of reincarnation is practiced to the extreme, even if the life is exhausted, he can still practice martial arts through hundreds of reincarnations.
Chapter completed!