Chapter 654: Evil Thoughts Emerge

The black air dissipated, revealing the ancient and mysterious mausoleum. From the outside, it looked more and more like a suppressed seal, but now the terrain has changed slightly, and it has lost its natural feeling.

He was about to face the evil thoughts of one of the five ancient emperors. Even if Meng Qi was confident in his own strength, he did not dare to be negligent due to his current state. He held the wound of the sky in his right hand, and there was a dark black flag in his left hand. He slightly exhaled and protected his whole body.

Suddenly, Master Buyu, He Canshang and others felt a vast and magnificent breath rising, which made them tremble from the depths of their souls. It was a powerful breath that they had never felt or even imagined!

In a short moment, the red fog filled the air, and the area within a radius of hundreds of miles became extremely moist, as if a layer of water covered the skin, making it difficult for several strong people outside to penetrate the senses, and they could only barely see the entrance to the mausoleum.

The breath alone made them unable to resist, and their thinking became slow. How terrifying it was! Zhaixing Laoxian and others felt like they were facing a real immortal god, holding their breath and not daring to breathe.

The breath was like a violent storm, surging out in waves. Mr. Xiyue's eyes were real, and he felt that he was being oppressed and couldn't breathe. There was only one thought in his mind:

Terrible! Too terrible!

The knife just now made his soul unable to control himself. He was trembling with fear, and felt that even ten of himself could not stop it. But now the breath is even more terrifying. In front of it, he is like an ant facing the sun, insignificant. It can make him fall into eternal damnation with just one breath and one look!

Regardless of his own realm or the treasure, it is enough to show Qingyuan's tyranny!

Thinking of facing the revenge of such a person in the future, Mr. Xiyue felt extremely desperate. It seemed that he could already see his miserable end and the destruction of the Moon Country.

Hallucinations abounded, and the inner demons danced wildly. He suddenly felt that his heart was burning, and the waist was gloomy and wet. The two conflicted and tore his internal organs.

Obsessed? Mr. Xiyue's eyes went dark, and he could no longer hold on, and slowly sank.

If the old immortal Zhaixing had not found him and held him up in time, he would have fallen to the ground and been crushed to pieces.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the old immortal Zhaixing with a frown.

Mr. Xiyue looked up blankly and saw his own appearance in his pupils, with his hair disheveled, his face sometimes red as blood, sometimes cold as the moon, his eyes dim, and his breath chaotic and weak.

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With the aura of the Xuanshui Dangmo Banner protecting him, Meng Qi escaped into the mausoleum, where earth-shaking changes had taken place. The iconic arrangements such as the realm of life and death disappeared without a trace, and broken walls and rotten things were seen everywhere. Only the Zhenlongtai was suspended in the air, majestic and desolate.

The entire mausoleum seemed to be restraining and suppressing the inside. Meng Qi felt that his body was heavy and it was difficult to fly. He had to land on his feet and move forward.

The front was shrouded in black fog, so deep that it was invisible. At this time, a man stepped out slowly. He was wearing a wide robe with big sleeves, holding a spear, and was wrapped in lightning. He looked young, but in fact, he had fine wrinkles. He was the former owner of Jushen Manor, the former "Tianyuan Emperor" Huangfu Tao!

He became a living dead in his prime, his body had not decayed yet, and his vitality remained. Apart from the evil thoughts of Zhenwu, his strength was second to none in the mausoleum, almost comparable to the top of the first level of the ladder. Meng Qi had received his guidance, had the cause and effect of the Xuanwu pendant, and had the heart to save him from trouble. He could no longer open and close like before, and his domineering and strong attack seemed a little restrained.

However, Meng Qi's face did not change at all. His pace suddenly accelerated, and he was like a chariot dragging a mountain and rolling towards Huangfu Tao.

Huangfu Tao's expression was indifferent. He raised his spear, as if he was carrying the world and the mountains on his back, and chopped it slowly and heavily.

Boom!

The void twisted and seemed to collapse. A stream of blue lightning with fangs and claws rushed towards Meng Qi with a surging force. The scattered tiny electric lights shattered the ground and the stone walls of the mausoleum, showing the terribleness of the attack.

Meng Qi lowered his long sword and rushed forward. The lightning was bounced away and extinguished without leaving any trace.

The tip of the sword absorbed the lightning and condensed into a needle-sized point.

Meng Qi turned sideways, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and pushed his shoulders forward, colliding with his chest and the spear.

The spear swung up, and Meng Qi was unharmed. The long sword slashed from bottom to top.

Huangfu Tao swung his spear back and blocked the knife in time. The lightning collided, exploding a large sea of ​​thunder, engulfing half of the mausoleum.

At this moment, two arms grew out from Meng Qi's back, one of which was clenched into a fist, as white as jade, with golden and bright purple intertwined, and black and white rays of light following, sacred and noble!

"Huh..." A voice came from the depths of the black fog.

The fist fell, passed through Huangfu Tao's protective lightning, and hit his head.

At this moment, the fist opened and turned into a dragon claw, and the aura of merit, virtue and morality penetrated into Huangfu Tao's Niwan Palace, washing his body and eliminating evil.

At the same time, there seemed to be golden light blooming between Meng Qi's eyebrows, and the lotus in his soul bloomed. His eyes became deep and indifferent, as if looking down at the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Changing the sky and striking the earth!

The sea of ​​​​the mind appeared, shrouded in black fog, with waves of golden light hidden, bound inside. With the help of the "Yuanshi Golden Lotus", Meng Qi tried to evoke Huangfu Tao's memory fragments.

The sea became turbulent, and the black fog condensed, transforming into the image of the Great Emperor Zhenwu wearing a black robe. The indescribable majesty rushed over, making Meng Qi's thoughts slow down, but the Yuanshi Golden Lotus released thousands of rays of light, temporarily blocking it.

It was like a fishing boat rising and falling in the waves, which could capsize at any time.

Seizing this opportunity, Meng Qi introduced the aura of the Xuanshui Dangmo Banner.

Boom!

The sea of ​​soul set off strong winds and huge waves, breaking through the shackles of the black fog.

With the help of each other, Emperor Zhenwu's majestic face slowly disappeared, and Huangfu Tao regained his intelligence.

Meng Qi threw the hand that grabbed his head, and Huangfu Tao immediately flew out of the mausoleum and flew to He Shenshang's side.

"Master!" He Shenshang was unable to sense what was happening inside the mausoleum. When he saw his master flying out, he was wary and happy at the same time.

Huangfu Tao's eyes gradually became clearer, he nodded, looked down, and whispered to himself:

"He has grown to this extent..."

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Inside the mausoleum, black energy rolled, and a figure condensed in the distance. He was wearing a black robe, a crown of peace, a pale face, and majestic eyes.

Seeing the evil thoughts of Zhenwu appear, Meng Qi's concentration reached the highest level. Even though the evil thoughts did not have the realm and strength of Emperor Zhenwu, his vision, knowledge and experience still existed. Even if he had a magic weapon in his hand, he could not take it lightly.

The aura of evil thoughts was so deep that it was difficult for Meng Qi to tell how much strength it still had left.

How much strength does he still have left after paying a huge price and almost breaking free from the suppression of the mausoleum?

Zhenwu Evil Thought did not take action, but looked at Xuan Shuidang Demon Flag with complex eyes, and slowly said: "He will never let me go after all."

"He" naturally refers to the Zhenwu Emperor, the Demon Dang Tianzun!

Meng Qi was about to speak, asking about the mystery of Emperor Zhenwu's whereabouts, when he heard evil thoughts and said: "The sword technique you used outside the mausoleum should be derived from the 'Nine Destructions of the Divine Sky'. With your current state, I'm afraid you can't create anything." Come on, is he the previous descendant of Thunder God?"

"Yes." Meng Qi spoke concisely and concisely, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Zhenwu evil thoughts smiled: "Thunder God has been here before, after the fall of heaven."

Did the ancient thunder god come after the fall of heaven? Didn't it come from Zhenwu's disappearance? Meng Qi was shocked and looked directly at Zhenwu Evil Thought.

He knew that evil thoughts wanted to use these things to shake his mind and find a good opportunity to take action, but he also knew that Zhenwu evil thoughts knew that he would definitely listen.

Knowing more about these things will be more useful to you than obtaining any of the Seven Swords of Jie Tian!