Contract war silk?

When Lu Yao and the Nether Emperor heard this, they looked at each other and smiled bitterly. As expected, they were still arranged clearly!

"Who is our enemy?"

After a brief silence, Lu Yao asked this question.

The thin old man smiled, shook his head, leaving the war silk to disappear in place, extremely strange, as if he had never appeared.

"Did you see him?" Mo Hong appeared immediately, and a hint of excitement flashed in her pupils. She stared at the contract Zhanbo and said, "You have succeeded and are recognized by him!"

"Are you talking about that strange old man? Didn't you see him just now?" Lu Yao raised his eyebrows and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. Could the old man just now be a ghost?

"The saints come and go without a trace. Not everyone is qualified to see him in this void. The fact that you can see his true appearance means that he is very optimistic about you!" Mo Hong nodded, his tone was still very cold, and he always felt like he was keeping people from thousands of miles away.

Looking at this iceberg beauty, Lu Yao always felt a little strange, but he couldn't say where he came from. He suddenly found that Mo Hong's aura had become stronger, much stronger than before.

"How many years have passed?" The Nether Emperor's eyes were very gloomy, as if he was holding some resentment in his heart.

"Using your calculation method, 130,000 years have passed. It can be considered very fast. It will take at least a million years for ordinary people to reshape their bodies and receive baptism. However, you have been nourished by the blood of power, and all the reshaping time will be much faster." Mo Hong's strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Thirteen thousand years have passed!

Upon hearing this news, Lu Yao and the Nether Emperor were speechless. Even if they went back now, everything would be settled.

Perhaps the people and things in the past have been submerged in the long river of time.

Thinking of this, a bit of sadness and hatred appeared on both of them.

"You don't need to show such an expression. I have explained it to you very clearly. Your past is illusory. As long as you are strong, you can gather the river of time and space after you go back. Goodbye to see your sweetheart! As long as you are strong, you will do everything." After Mo Hong finished speaking, she turned around and prepared to leave. Her back was still attractive, her figure was extremely graceful and very upright.

"You are wrong. Even if you look back on time and space, the people we see again are not the people we know! You are just a weapon without emotions, and you don't understand at all!" Lu Yao was in a bad mood, but when he was angry, he spoke angrily.

Mo Hong stopped, glanced at Lu Yao, and smiled coldly, "You are right, I'm just a weapon without emotions!"

After saying this, she also disappeared.

"It will be no good for us if you offend her." Emperor Netherworld said with a wry smile.

"I'm just telling the truth. We were brought here for no reason and lost everything. Should we be polite?" Lu Yao took a deep breath, a little stubborn.

The Netherworld Emperor shook his head and said nothing more.

The yellow mud here is wonderful and still nourishes and nurtures their bodies and souls.

These yellow muds may have other wonderful uses!

Lu Yao and the Nether Emperor were both devoted to cultivation. Without the chaotic universe, their former cultivation methods were no longer applicable, and they created a new way for the present moment.

Without a mentor, without a heritage, no one will tell you how to become stronger.

The two of them didn't know that there was a group of souls watching them in the dark.

"Can you say these two kids work?"

"Since Zhan Bo and Mo Hong both fell into their hands, I believe they must have something different."

"Do you think we should teach them? We have to wait until the year of the monkey and horses are gone!"

"The endless river has dried up hundreds of times. What can I do if I wait for more time?"

"Our Tao is outdated, and we are losers. If we teach them with our set, they will only lose in the end!"

"That's right, let them explore it themselves!"

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, another 100,000 years have passed. Lu Yao and the Nether Emperor are really like clay puppets, staying in the yellow mud pool without moving.

The yellow mud pond has also dried up, and the yellow mud inside has all condensed into pieces without a trace of energy.

The Nether Emperor opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with plain light, and dense runes were engraved with the surface of his body and even his bones. These runes were his own way, his body was extremely strong, and his cultivation level also broke from level 999 to level 1,000!

At this moment, he can no longer be considered an ordinary creature, he is a strong man at the level of the God of Heaven!

However, he still felt that he was infinitely small.

For him, everything was just the beginning. He could clearly feel that there was still a realm above the level 1,000 God, but he could not reach that realm.

For example, now he is like a lizard breaking free from the quagmire and seeing an unattainable mountain top.

"There are all ants under the God of Yu!"

After a long time, Emperor Netherworld said this, he stood up and walked out of the mud altar, and he wanted to see what was happening around him.

The contract war silk shot out a golden light, which was engraved on his palm, which was an ancient word [女]

After he left, another 20,000 years later, Lu Yao finally had some movement. The yellow mud covered with his body appeared cracks, and a dazzling red light shot out from the inside out.

"It's so cool!" Lu Yao shouted loudly, and the yellow mud on his body collapsed, revealing his body like a vinca. His body was shiny and radiant, emitting strong energy, like a human-shaped sun.

Soon, the light on his body converged and everything returned to normal.

He also broke through the level 999 mark and was two levels higher than the Netherworld Emperor, and was at level 1003.

Lu Yao looked around him and found no sign of the Netherworld Emperor. He said in confusion: "Hiss, Brother Netherworld actually came out of seclusion earlier than me! Awesome!"

The contract war silk also shot out a golden light and imprinted on his palm, which was also the word "女".

Looking at the ancient words in his palm, Lu Yao rubbed his teeth and looked indifferent. He was already completely thinking about it. Since he could not get rid of the arrangement of fate, he was brave enough to accept everything. No matter what he would face in the future, he would have to fight to make a way out.

A road that scares everyone!

"Although I don't know what these yellow muds are and have no energy content, they are absolutely extraordinary things and have to be put away!" Lu Yao ripped the dry yellow mud in the pool into the system backpack.

Waving his hand, he also put away the contract war silk, and Lu Yao stepped away from the mud pool.

He was in a dark cave, with nothing else in the cave, only a row of long footprints, which were left by the Netherworld Emperor.

Lu Yao squinted his eyes and followed his footprints toward the outside.

After a long time, he passed through a smog land and actually saw the sky and clouds...

"Where is this?" Lu Yao looked at the outside world naked, which was an endless grassland.

Unbelievable, did he enter other worlds?

Or another distant chaotic universe?

With many questions, Lu Yao ran out. On the way, he did not meet a single person or a beast.

"No, this is illusory!" Lu Yao shouted angrily, clenched his fists, burst out with a blazing light, and the world collapsed.

He saw another river, which was a river of time and space!

"As soon as you came out, you made such a big noise, what do you want to do?" The woman's voice sounded.

Looking back, it was Mo Hong.

"Where are we? Where are Brother Netherworld!" Lu Yao asked immediately, his heart a little uneasy.

"He has left this place and rushed to his own battlefield." Mo Hong said coldly.

"Where is the battlefield!" Lu Yao asked again.

"The words in the palm of your hand will guide you to that place, which is a very distant place." Mo Hong's beautiful phoenix eyes blinked.

When Lu Yao heard this, he stopped talking. He raised his palm and looked at Mo Hong. Mo Hong instantly turned into a black dragon spear and fell into the palm of his palm.

"Brother Youming has no weapons, wouldn't it be very dangerous for him to go alone? I must catch up with him quickly!" Lu Yao concentrated and carefully understood the ancient words on his palm.

In a trance, he saw a group of shaking figures and fighting roars.

"Has the battle started?" Lu Yao screamed, pitying that he didn't even know why the battle had begun.

He was like a Kunpeng, leaping billions of miles. When he passed by the river of time and space, he found that this was not a river of time and space at all, but a false statement.

And the world he just lived in was just a false world evolved by energy itself.

Looking back, the small earth mountain appeared again. It was a holy ruin and a supreme immortal land. For many years, many heroes and heroes and supreme powers walked out of it, but they did not return.

Only the saint master is immortal, and no one knows who the saint master is.

Mo Hong was in his hand, and all the spirits were killed wherever Lu Yao passed.

"These derivation spirits contain energy, which can upgrade me!" Lu Yao opened his mouth and sucked the derivation spirits all the time, with a little excitement on his face. In this white world, he only found these derivation spirits.

Time has no trace, I don’t know how many years have passed.

Lu Yao's cultivation reached level 1040, and he finally saw a scorched earth, a black continent floating in the white light.

"Where is that?" Lu Yao stopped and concentrated, and spoke slightly.

"Cosmic Ruins." Mo Hong responded.

When he arrived on the Black Continent, Lu Yao finally saw a real living creature, a person emitting an evil aura, his cultivation level was 1031, very strong.

The man looked sideways, and suddenly his eyes gathered on Mo Hong, and he suddenly became frightened.

"You seem to know a lot of things." Lu Yao became interested, and the gun danced like a god. The spear tip pierced out, and a huge energy burst out.

The Black Continent collapsed in an instant and turned into countless dust.

The man quickly dodged, but Mo Hong still cut off one arm. He angrily said, "The descendant of Ming, damn, I actually met the descendant of Ming again!"

He called Xie Sheng, and had just been resurrected and had not fully recovered his strength, he met Lu Yao.
To be continued...