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Chapter 1577 Moon Spirit Awakens(1/2)

Above the vast eastern region, a small green dragon gallops in the sky.

He Wuhen, the Immortal Heavenly Emperor, the Holy Lord of Xuanguang, Mu Zichen, Luoluo and others were all on the dragon's back.

Everyone was worried and silent.

The Holy Lord Xuanguang was sitting cross-legged, suppressing the injuries in his body with the help of Emperor Immortal Heaven.

He Wuhen was worried about Yue Ling's injuries and was about to find a place to heal his wounds.

Luoluo and Mu Zichen stood together like sisters, not knowing what whispers were saying.

Although the two of them looked relaxed and lively on the surface and often smiled, they were actually not relaxed.

Only they themselves know what the tantrum in their hearts was because of the uneasiness.

Xiao Maoqiu squatted on He Wuhen's shoulder, and muttered in boredom.

"Boss, where are we going now?"

"First go to Tianyi Pavilion to find out some news, and then find a place to recuperate."

"oh."

There was no objection to this, the Immortal Emperor, the Holy Lord of Xuanguang and others.

One day later, Tianyi Pavilion.

"Swish!"

A green light descended from the sky, passed through the island protection formation of Tianyi Pavilion, and landed in the square outside the Central Palace.

These days, the Lord of the Tianyi Pavilion and the elders have been worried and always kept vigilant.

Just as the little green dragon took everyone down, the Lord of Tianyi Pavilion and the old man with white hair and hunchback flew out immediately.

Seeing that He Wuhen and others returned safely, the Lord of Tianyi Pavilion secretly breathed a sigh of relief and had guessed the result.

The two of them quickly came up and smiled respectfully, "Senior He, you are back, but I have been worried for a long time."

He Wuhen glanced at him, and of course, he saw through the truth in this sentence at a glance.

But he did not say it out loud, and nodded slightly to the Lord of the Tianyi Pavilion, "Lord of the Tianyi Pavilion, please arrange two secret rooms. This emperor has urgent needs."

The Lord of Tianyi Pavilion is a personal genius and has a very smart mind. His eyes fell on the injured Lord Xuanguang, and he immediately nodded.

"Senior He, are you going to heal the Lord of Xuanguang?"

"Our Tianyi Pavilion and Xingyue City are alliances. The Holy Lord Xuanguang is also a friend of his subordinates. It is his subordinates' duty to help her heal her injuries."

While talking, he and the hunchbacked old man hurriedly arranged two training rooms.

What surprised He Wuhen was that the secret room arranged by the Lord of Tianyi was actually the practice room used by him and the hunchbacked old man.

"This Tianyi Pavilion Master is a flatterer and a good player to change his mind when he sees the wind. This is fine, and it saves a lot of trouble."

A thought flashed through his mind, and He Wuhen was not polite to the Lord of Tianyi Pavilion and hurriedly took people into the secret room.

The Immortal Heavenly Emperor and the Saint Lord Xuanguang are in a secret room, and the Immortal Heavenly Emperor will help her heal her injuries.

He Wuhen asked for another secret room to treat Yue Ling's injuries.

However, before he was in seclusion and healed his wounds, he solemnly ordered to the Lord of Tianyi Pavilion: "Wang Tianyi, I will stay in the Lord of the Pavilion for half a year. When the Lord of Xuanguang's injury recovers, I will leave."

"During this period, your Tianyi Pavilion must be closely guarded and must not leak news or leak news."

The Lord of the Tianyi Pavilion nodded quickly and said, "Senior He, please rest assured. I will do whatever I want and will not omit it."

"I understand, Senior He, you have caused a big storm in the Southern Region, killing so many holy sons and injuring the Southern Saint King. All the holy sons and holy kings, and even the Holy Emperor of the Central Region, want to kill you as soon as possible."

"Your whereabouts are not to be revealed, otherwise those holy sons and holy kings will definitely be destroyed even my Tianyi Pavilion."

He Wuhen nodded, showing a sensible look, "Just just understand the interests."

"In addition, I want to ask you to do something. Please help me find out the news about the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan named Bai Yan."

After saying that, a light flashed in his palm, and a space ring appeared and threw it to the Lord of Tianyi Pavilion.

"There is a box of Fire Bird Tongue God Tea, a resource treasure of hundreds of billions. If this matter can be done well, I will still have a reward in half a year."

The Lord of Tianyi was full of excitement when he heard this. After thanking him again and again, he took the gift and patted his chest to promise: "Don't worry, Senior He, I will do my best to do this matter. I will give you an explanation!"

After hesitating for a moment, he asked tentatively: "Senior He, you have saved the Saint Lord Xuanguang this time, from the Dacheng Tiangong..."

"The Great Cheng Heavenly Palace has been destroyed. The Great Cheng Holy Lord and the True Yuan Heavenly Emperor have both died under the sword of this emperor. You don't have to worry about their revenge."

The Lord of Tianyi Pavilion suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise: "Senior, who is really a god!"

He never expected that He Wuhen's methods could be called a thunderous blow, decisive and ruthless.

In just two days, Dacheng Tiangong was destroyed, and the two giants of the Eastern Region, Tiandi, were also killed by him.

Such strength is really terrifying.

The Lord of the Tianyi Pavilion became even more determined to hold He Wuhen’s thigh tightly and serve him carefully.

Afterwards, the Lord of Tianyi Pavilion said goodbye and left, and arranged for his subordinates to inquire about the news.

He Wuhen also brought two divine pets, Mu Zichen and Luoluo, and entered the secret room together.

After opening the secret room formation, the defense of the secret room becomes extremely powerful and the spiritual energy becomes more abundant.

He Wuhen sacrificed the Tower of Tongtian and let Mu Zichen, Luoluo and Xiaomaoqiu all enter the illusion of time to go into seclusion and practice.

And he and Xiao Qinglong cooperated to help Mu Zichen heal his wounds.

In the illusion of time and space, He Wuhen sat cross-legged in the air.

A purple altar was floating in front of him, wearing a snow-white long skirt, the moon spirit, who was like a fairy, was lying quietly on the altar.

Even in a coma, she frowned, as if in extreme pain.

There is even more grief between the eyebrows.

In the past tens of thousands of **** nights, she has always been in love with someone.

He Wuhen looked at her pale face at close range, her weak and charming cheeks, holding her soft little hands, and murmured softly: "Yueling, I will definitely heal your injuries. Even if I consume half of my life, I will use the magical skill of resurrection to the dead, so I will do whatever I can!"

"All the grudges and entanglements between us have been resolved and passed. From now on, I will face my true heart and always guard you by your side and never leave."

When he finished speaking, he was surprised to find that Yue Ling, who had been unconscious, had a crystal tears flowed from the corner of her right eye.

Tears dripped in the distorted space of time and space, emitting a brilliant light, as bright as diamonds.

He Wuhen was stunned for a moment, and immediately showed a look of surprise on his face. He clenched his fists secretly and shouted excitedly: "That's great!"

"Yueling still has reaction. Her soul has not been broken yet, and her consciousness and memory have not been deprived. I will definitely be able to save her!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly be glad that he arrived in time, and the Holy Lord of the Great Cheng and the Emperor of True Yuan failed.

Otherwise, once the soul of Yue Ling is broken and memory and consciousness are deprived, it will be hopeless.

Of course, what He Wuhen is even more grateful to is the three people, Mu Yutiandi, Black Skinny and White Fatty.

They sacrificed their lives and interrupted the refining process of the Great Successful Lord and the True Yuan Emperor, and delayed the time and won the opportunity.

After a while, He Wuhen calmed down and ordered: "Little Qinglong, cooperate with me to heal Yue Ling."

"Okay, master!"

He Wuhen waved his hands and emitted lights, invaded the purple altar, first cracked the altar formation and lifted the seal of the moon spirit.

Then, he waved his hand and took the throne of the Emperor in the ninth floor of the imperial court, and placed the moon spirit on the throne and lay flat on it.

This throne of Emperor Tian is a half-step artifact made of the heart of the holy fire, which is of great help to condense soul power.

He Wuhen joined forces with Xiao Qinglong to cast spells to first heal Yue Ling's physical injuries and restore her strength.

Time passed quickly, and his expressions and movements became more and more focused.

Thirty years later, Yue Ling's physical injuries were finally healed, and his magic power was also recovered by 80%, which was more helpful for treating the injuries.

The rest is to heal her soul injuries.

He Wuhen found nineteen top-level elixirs in the wrapping space and took them to Yue Ling in a specific order and technique.

All of these pills are used to treat soul injuries and are very rare.

The value of a pill is more than 10 billion Star Stones. The combined value of nineteen pills is more than 200 billion.

For most Heavenly Emperors, more than 200 million is the entire net worth.

But He Wuhen didn't even frown, and hesitated or hesitated.

As long as Yue Ling can be cured, he will do whatever he wants even if he loses everything.

Moreover, in order to help Yue Ling refine medicine and repair soul injuries, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of soul power.

One year, three years, five years have passed...

Even if He Wuhen's soul power is strong, he is comparable to that of the powerful person in the late stage of the Heavenly Emperor, he gradually cannot bear it.

But he still refused to give up. While taking pills to restore his soul power, he consumed it violently to help Yue Ling heal his injuries.

Until many years later...
To be continued...
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