Chapter 1168 Ringtone

As if sensing his disrespect, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly lit up, and the fiery red light was like the calamity cloud was set on fire, which was indeed the case.

The air suddenly became hot, and looking up at the sky, one would find that a big hole had been burned in the sky, and large chunks of magma-like sky fire fell down, and the piercing sound made the already amazing power even more terrifying.

When the sky fire fell on the lightning net of the Tiangang Yulei Array, the lightning net suddenly sank deeply, and just when it was about to break, it barely annihilated the sky fire, but before the lightning net could completely recover to its original state, the sky fire came again.

For a while, the sky was filled with thunder and fire, and the once prosperous Dayan Imperial Capital was like hell on earth at this time. No one knew how long the lightning net above their heads could resist. Some people wanted to escape from here, but the majestic pressure of the heavenly way made them unable to stand up, and they could only kneel on the ground and tremble, resigning themselves to fate with a dead heart.

Yuwen Tailuo's face darkened, and his previous arrogance was slightly restrained at this time. Heavenly punishment is not a heavenly calamity. Even if he was prepared, he was still deeply shocked by the unlimited power of world destruction. He did not dare to delay, and ignored Mu Fangli's scolding and other people's pleading, and concentrated on refining Li Chuyi.

With the help of the Tongtian formation, his aura gradually merged with Li Chuyi, and his consciousness also resonated with the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, but the soul deep in the sea of ​​consciousness made him frown.

Can't refine.

He didn't know why.

It stands to reason that with the help of the formation and his own cultivation far superior to Li Chuyi, even if it is difficult to refine the other party's soul, it shouldn't be as fruitless as it is now. At the same time, he also discovered an unexpected situation. His body and sea of ​​consciousness have merged with the other party. Under normal circumstances, it should be a decline in one and a gain in the other. Li Chuyi's Dao fruit should be gradually transferred to him, but the reality is that he did not plunder any benefits, but his own Dao fruit unknowingly decreased.

Thinking of the time when Li Chuyi was born, Yuwen Tailuo was shocked. Although the process was different, what was happening now was so similar to that time!

But it was not right!

It was obviously him who was performing the secret technique, and Li Chuyi was just a fish belly that had lost consciousness and was being exploited by him, but why was the result the opposite?

Could it be due to fate?

His eyes lit up, and Yuwen Tailuo felt that he had guessed the truth.

Changing fate against the will of heaven has only been successful once and a half in more than 10,000 years. One time was when the ancestor of the Mu family, Mu Qiming, performed it on behalf of the founding ancestor of Dayan, Yuwen Wuji, and the other half was when Yuwen Tianhao split his life into two. This method was too mysterious and profound, and Mu Qiming did not leave any records. The whole process was deduced by later generations based on the words and phrases of his predecessor combined with "Thousand Machines and Ten Thousand Derivations". Yuwen Tailuo's so-called perfection was only relative to Yuwen Taihao, and he was not very sure that it would be successful.

After figuring out the key points, Yuwen Tailuo gave Wen Lao a look, and there were several screams of death around. Several royal descendants turned into ashes and fell to the ground in an instant, while Yuwen Tailuo was refreshed, and the momentum of the loss of Tao fruit also stopped abruptly.

"Sure enough!"

Yuwen Tailuo was very calm, and he thoroughly verified his guess.

Taking away someone's life is not like absorbing their magic power. You can't take it away without the other party resisting. This not only involves the competition of Taoism, but also the contest between fate and fate. It's like a person wants to kill another sleeping person. Although all the favorable conditions are on his side, his luck is not as good as the other party. Before he can make a move, he slipped and fell to the ground, waking up the other party. If he is more unlucky, he fell with the tip of the knife facing up, and he didn't kill the person but stabbed himself to death instead.

This kind of mysterious thing cannot be supplemented by acquired practice. Whether it is high or low depends on the innate gift. Although the "Royal Way" can nourish a person's luck, luck is only a part of fate, and it is an acquired external force derived from fate. Taking away someone's fate is a bare-handed fight, and the final battle still depends on the level of fate.

Besides, Li Chuyi's luck is not bad. Compared with his acquired luck of the imperial way, the other party is born with great luck.

Since one's own strength is not enough, then the strength of everyone can be gathered. Yuwen Tailuo, who had planned for a long time, had prepared the "elixir" all over the ground early. Now that he saw that it was effective, he would not hesitate. The screams around him suddenly rang out one after another, and piles of corpses and ashes continued to appear.

The Yuwen descendants around were all chilled to the bone. They looked at Yuwen Tailuo as if they were looking at a monster. They wanted to resist but were controlled by others. They couldn't struggle at all. In the end, they could only curl up on the ground in humiliation, and speculated in horror whether it would be their turn next.

They were desperate, because this was a dead end where they couldn't even commit suicide.

It's not that they can't commit suicide, but the result of committing suicide and being sucked dry by the formation is the same, and it will eventually turn into the power that Yuwen Tailuo needs to replenish his body.

The endless power filled his body, and Yuwen Tailuo was in high spirits. He could clearly feel that Li Chuyi's Dao fruit was flowing to him. He laughed excitedly and increased the strength in his hands.

It didn't matter if the soul couldn't merge for a while. As long as Li Chuyi's Dao fruit was taken away first, could he, who was left with only a lonely soul, still turn the world upside down?

And the pair of yin and yang pupils, those eyes were also part of the Dao fruit. As long as the Dao fruit could be completely plundered, those eyes would naturally belong to him.

With those eyes, he could increase the power of the formation several times, and it would be faster to transform from a mortal to an immortal in the future. At that time, he would be the first person to become an immortal since the founding of Dayan, no, since the birth of the entire Yuwen royal family!

The immortal emperor, Yuwen Tailuo trembled with excitement when he thought about it.

As for Li Chuyi, he was in a coma and had no thoughts or dreams. Only the chanting of the Dao Canon was gently echoing in his mind.

As Yuwen Tailuo swallowed faster and faster, the chanting of the scriptures also gradually weakened. When it was almost inaudible, a crisp bell sound suddenly appeared. The small sound shook the whole soul like thunder, and he woke up with a start.

Not only him, but everyone present heard the bell sound. Yuwen Tailuo, who was close at hand, had a flushed face and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked down at Li Chuyi's chest and saw a small golden bell.

"What is this...?!"

Before he could figure it out, the ground under his feet suddenly shook, and the whole mausoleum mountain was making a muffled sound like a mournful cry. The empty mausoleum where they were and the mausoleum of Queen Ying next to them were both in a trance. They disappeared instantly like bubbles were punctured, and when they reappeared, they were actually in the depths of the palace.

"What's going on! Why move the formation when it's not time yet!!" Yuwen Tailuo turned his head and asked angrily.

Old Wen said with an extremely ugly face: "My emperor, we didn't move it, look up!"

Looking up, Yuwen Tailuo's eyes froze. He saw that Yinghou Ling turned upside down and hung above their heads, and before everyone could react, it pressed down fiercely.

"Quick... huh?!"

I wanted to activate the Tongtian Formation to disperse it, but Yinghou Ling did not cause any damage after pressing it down. It seemed to pass through the body like a phantom and merged with the empty mausoleum under my feet. Looking around blankly, everyone felt that what they saw just now was like a dream.

But, was it a dream?

Looking around, Yuwen Tailuo's heart sank. He didn't know what was going on, but their current location gave him a bad feeling.

The small bridge and flowing water, the fragrant grass, and the three big characters "Lingxin Pavilion" on the waterside pavilion hurt his eyes.

This is not the back hall of Dingtian Palace that he had decided on, but Yingting Garden built for Mu Xueling!

Why?

Yuwen Tailuo couldn't figure it out. For the first time, the development of the situation was beyond his control.

"Why are you here?"

Li Chuyi also looked around in confusion. He didn't know that when he woke up, Yuwen Tailuo's pressure increased sharply. The direction of fusion was reversed again. Yuwen Tailuo's Dao fruit continued to flow to Li Chuyi, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

He was extremely angry and wanted to knock him out again. But Li Chuyi's chest suddenly rang loudly. The small golden bell floated up between them. A slight shake made his sea of ​​consciousness tremble. This time, even his ears overflowed with blood.

He didn't expect the golden bell left by his mother to be so powerful. Li Chuyi looked at Yuwen Tailuo stupidly, but saw the latter grabbing it with anger.

"Dare to hurt me, how dare you!"

The golden bell was a relic left to him by Mu Xueling. How could Li Chuyi let the other party damage it? In a hurry, he wanted to draw his sword, but the next moment he froze on the spot.

A slender hand slowly extended from the golden bell, and just before Yuwen Tailuo was about to catch it, it just collided with it. No sound was heard, but everyone present felt confused. Yuwen Tailuo groaned and fell back, but his left hand pulled him back as if it was on Li Chuyi's head, and he half-knelt on the ground in embarrassment.

"What... Uh...!!!"

The angry voice was stuck in his throat, and Yuwen Tailuo looked at the hand in disbelief.

After the palm strike, the hand also shrank in pain, but immediately stretched out again, not to chase, but as if trying to struggle out.

A haze suddenly appeared around the golden bell, and the light was distorted into various illusions. After the range of the haze extended up and down into a human shape, the hand struggled hard, and after a few ripples, the haze suddenly shattered like a mirror, and a graceful figure appeared in front of the two people with the fragments.

"You...you...!!!"

Yuwen Tailuo was stunned, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time. His expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

Li Chuyi was the same. He looked at the graceful back and found it very familiar. His face was full of disbelief.

"Mom?"

After a long time, he called carefully, and the nervousness could not be expressed in a word.

The woman turned around lightly after hearing the words. A touch of surprise appeared on her face, which was almost exactly the same as Mu Xueqing's. Then it turned into a warm smile. She leaned down with tears in her eyes and hugged Li Chuyi into her arms.

"Child, my child, I finally see you!"

Li Chuyi was stupidly held in her arms. He was very excited, but more suspicious.

Not to mention the way this person appeared, the fact that he could not feel a trace of popularity from her made him full of doubts. He secretly wondered if this was another trap set by Yuwen Tailuo.

"Are you really my mother? Are you Mu Xueling?"

With red eyes, the woman nodded desperately, wanting to say something to Li Chuyi, but suddenly saw the hand on Li Chuyi's head, and the gentleness on her face suddenly turned into anger, turning her head and looking coldly at Yuwen Tailuo.

"It's been so long and you still don't repent at all, Yuwen Tailuo, you are so vicious!"

Looking at the unforgettable bright eyes, Yuwen Tailuo finally came back to his senses, not angry at the woman's words, but with endless ecstasy on his face.

"Ling'er... Ling'er! You are still alive, you are still alive!!!"