Chapter 4389: 1 Family of Swords

a few days ago.

A huge warship floated quietly outside a star in the sky.

The warship has been flying for a long, long time.

Yes, a long time.

Even if that's really only in terms of 'months'.

But to people, it seems like a long, long time has passed.

So, maybe it's the so-called life like a year?

Man, holding a piece of information tightly in his hand.

Behind him, Wu Ming's figure came forward respectfully.

After walking five steps away, Wu Ming respectfully knelt down, "Emperor Mother..."

Wu Ming called out tentatively, looking at the expression on Yiyi's face that could never be called 'good'.

The warship did fly for a long time.

After starting from the Nether Realm, it was only a few days ago that it was considered to pass through the dark area of ​​​​the void and enter the void area with at least normal stars.

"Emperor Mother." Wu Ming still smiled bitterly, "In the past, with our Nether Realm as the center, the extremely huge area was an absolute dead place."

"Any creature or force is forbidden to step in, so..."

Their emperor mother is eager to come to the endless void to find their king.

The warship, after flying for such a long time, was considered to have entered the normal range, and it was only then that he began to inquire about the news of the king.

Empress, how can you have a good face?

Wu Ming, thinking secretly.

Yiyi, silent, and ignored.

The warship did fly for a long time.

With the Nether Realm as the center, the extremely huge area is full of dead silence, darkness and cold.

There, there is nothing but nothingness.

dead silent,

There are no living beings, not even desolate stars.

There is a dead silence that no living creature can withstand.

The dead silence there, even the desolate stars will collapse and disintegrate.

But during this period of time, she could always feel that her son, at least, was always safe.

Today, I finally have information.

In terms of intelligence, Ziyan, Yi Xiao, and Tiandi Zhiqianghuo are Ziyan.

But she knew very well that this was her son.

"Young master, it's fine." Yiyi muttered to herself, showing a slight smile, forcibly suppressing all the thoughts in her heart, all the coldness that emerged from the thoughts.

Her son said that he didn't like her frowning, and she didn't like her unhappy.

"Is there any new information?" Yiyi turned her head slightly and looked at Wu Ming.

But the tone was still light.

Wu Ming nodded respectfully, "Emperor, yes."

Having said that, Wu Ming took out a large amount of dossier information from the Qiankun Ring and sent it to Yiyi respectfully.

Read carefully one by one.

His face was sometimes cold, sometimes angry, and sometimes frowning.

That trace, the slight smile that appeared at first, has long since faded away.

This piece of information is her son's deeds in this endless void over the years.

But there was never anything that could be called joyful.

Her son, in these years of endless void, has never been happy for half a day.

But she had never felt it in all these years.

Because her son was obviously numb to these things for a long time.

"Having bad relations with the Amber Clan, bad relations with the Hanyuan Alliance, being chased by the Bloodthirsty Alliance, expelled from the Yanlong Alliance, and myriad worlds being enemies..."

Yiyi, almost every word, her tone was extremely cold.

Kaka Kaka…

Yiyi's pair of Bai Zhesu's hands, which clearly saw the best of them, were clenching tightly at the moment.

Among these information, only the most recent information can make her suppress so much anger.

"Young master is fine, and he has established his own power." Yiyi muttered to herself slightly, and frowned slightly.

After a long while, he slowly put down the dossier information.

Yiyi pondered, and said to herself, "Conquering all worlds and expanding the territory, the young master must be short of spiritual veins, and he wants to quickly accumulate spiritual veins."

"To cooperate with Wanjie Commercial Bank to acquire the corpses of the Spirit-Swallowing Race, the son should refine the origin of the world."

Her mind has never been much worse than Xiao Yi.

It's just that almost all her thoughts are on Xiao Yi, and she doesn't pay any attention to foreign affairs.

She knows Xiao Yi better than anyone else.

Naturally, she could judge all this based on information alone.

Yiyi stood up slowly and stared at this huge star in the distance.

"Where is it?" Yiyi frowned and whispered.

Behind him, Wu Ming said respectfully, "Respect to the emperor, this range, if the old slave remembers correctly, should be the sword and Yue Zhutian."

"In the heavens, it is the Daoyue clan with the top physical talent among countless clans. Its body is hard and indestructible, and its body is like a tough knife stone that has been tempered."

"The Daoyue family belongs to my underworld domain and guards outside the underworld domain."

"But now it seems..." Wu Ming frowned again.

"It seems that the special law of viewing this piece of heaven and stars is no longer the law of the sword."

Wu Ming squinted his eyes, and felt carefully, "If the special laws change, it means that the heavens have died, and thus experience a rebirth."

"Think about it, the heavens have changed hands."

"Inside, and now occupying the heavens, I don't know which clan is."

Yiyi said nothing.

Wu Ming hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Emperor Mother, the old slave has already sent someone to investigate, and it will be clear soon."

He is not only a loyal servant, but also the strongest elder who has been commanding countless monsters and monsters in the closed underworld for countless long years.

He can plan conspiracies against the Yanlong Region again and again, and can manage the elders of the Mingyuan, the ghost masters, and the countless demons and ghosts under their command in an orderly manner, which shows that he is an extraordinary ruler himself.

half an hour.

wow…

The space behind Wu Ming suddenly surged.

A figure appeared invisible.

Here, but in the void.

This figure can still control space?

"Yuanxing elder." Wu Ming called out.

The figure, it was Elder Yuan Xing, who hurriedly handed over a file of information.

The elders and ghost masters of the major Nether Realms are themselves the most talented clans in Nether Realm.

Wu Ming took it and quickly read it.

After a long while, Wu Ming reported respectfully, "Reporting to the emperor, if it is as you guessed, the heavens here have already changed hands."

"Now it's the Eight-Bone Clan that occupies this place, and the main body is the Eight-Bone Ghost-faced Spider."

"The emperor of this party, known as the Thousand Spider Queen, has a very fierce reputation."

Yiyi frowned slightly, "Eight-bone ghost-faced spider? Are you from the Nether Realm?"

Wu Ming shook his head again and again, "No."

"Not all clans are qualified to become our Netherland clan."

"In the memory of this old slave, in the past, Daoyue Zhutian, walking out, about half a star field away, was the site of this eight-bone ghost-faced spider."

"Back then, including the eight-bone ghost-faced spider clan, as well as many clans, were all affiliated clans of the Daoyue clan."

"And this eight-bone ghost-faced spider clan is relatively strong among these affiliated clans."

"Now, the Daoyue clan is gone, but the eight-bone ghost-faced spider clan has occupied the Daoyue heaven."

The toneless tone, a little joking.

The Nether Realm has been closed for endless long years, and now, things have long been different and vicissitudes.

Even one side of the heavens has experienced demise and rebirth, and the heavens have changed hands.

Yiyi nodded and asked lightly, "Is there a spiritual vein here?"

This was the second question she asked.

Wu Ming nodded, "That's natural."

"In the heavens, the number of spiritual veins is incomparably huge; the quality of spiritual veins is also far greater than the birth in a small world."

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