Chapter 1562

Henry Chu flicked his finger and hit a wisp of blue-falling flames wrapped in his spiritual consciousness, "Take it."

You Lian didn't hesitate and swallowed it in one gulp.

This faint blue light was dormant quietly inside her body, and was soon covered up by her soul body.

As long as You Lian has no intention of harming Henry Chu, there will never be any movement in this wisp of blue falling flames.

Henry Chu smiled slightly when he saw this.

He had already guessed the thoughts of the Youmo young patriarch in front of him.

Their entire clan had tried their best to get rid of the Hollow's control, so how could they be willing to immediately surrender to others and serve as their master?

He didn't care about it either.

As long as that wisp of blue-falling flames wrapped in divine consciousness is in You Lian's body, You Lian can't hurt him at all, but he can take You Lian's life at any time.

He said casually, "Tell me, tell me everything you know in detail."

Youlian closed her eyes and concentrated, condensing the memory into a point of light, "It's too slow to explain this clearly. This is the crystallization of some of my memories. As long as you take it, you will know it naturally."

Henry Chu smiled faintly, took a photo from the air, and the latter fell into his eyebrows.

He wasn't worried about any little tricks You Lian dared to do.

With Biluo Youyan's restraint on the ghost demon, he can completely kill the opponent before he makes any move.

The memory crystal fell into his sea of ​​​​consciousness, and countless scenes flashed immediately.

After a cup of tea, Henry Chu opened his eyes again, showing a little surprise.

There are five types of virtual people.

The bodies of all living beings are filthy and therefore have filthy parts.

The minds of all living beings are turbid and confused, so they have turbidity.

All living beings are greedy and indulge in evil by nature, so they have desires.

All living beings strive for eternal life, so they have the Ministry of Life.

There will always be disasters in heaven and earth, so there will be disasters.

Among them, what the Zhuo Bu Xu people are best at is creating a more powerful slave clan based on the existing clan.

The Youmo clan is the king of the Xuren of the Zhuobu tribe, one of the early works of the man known as the "King of Disasters Born from Five Turbidities".

This new ethnic group, which is drawn from various ancient ethnic groups, is extremely powerful.

The ghost demon has no physical body and exists as a soul. It is not afraid of most spells and immortal arts, let alone the impact of qi and blood.

The only thing that can cause damage to them is powerful spiritual consciousness.

But Youmo also has the ability to restrain the soul.

It can be said that most of the means that fall on them have to lose most of their power.

But as an early work, Youma certainly has flaws.

The other early works of The King of Disasters Transformed from the Five Turbidities have countless flaws.

Some grow slowly, some are weak, some are slow, and some are not accustomed to the climate...

Compared to them, Youma has very few flaws, except for one - not very loyal.

As a normal ethnic group, being disloyal is not a flaw.

But as a "slave" created by a virtual person, disloyalty is obviously the biggest flaw.

It should be noted that loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal.

So Youma was abandoned.

The Disaster King transformed from the Five Turbidities originally wanted to completely destroy the Youmo clan.

But at this time, the ghost demons have reproduced for many generations, and their numbers cannot be underestimated.

In the end, the Five Turbidities transformed into the Disaster King and exiled the Youmo clan to the desolate area of ​​Wutian.

The so-called deserted area is an area without immortality and life.

The Void Sky has completely swallowed up three fairy realms. In these fairy realms that have been completely swallowed up, there are so many desolate areas.

Being thrown into a place like this, the ghost demon has no food source and will naturally slowly become extinct.

This is why the Youma clan is desperately trying to find a way out.

The underworld lantern is the means that Youmo tries his best to grasp.

This is a product jointly concocted by the five turbidities and the disaster king.

They threw the underworld lantern and many normal magical weapons into the broken realm, and pushed these realms closer to the Blazing Sky.

When the realm merges with Chiyangtian, the Huangquan lamp will naturally fall into the hands of Chiyangtian monks.

With the help of the underworld lantern, the ghost can "teleport" from the void sky to the blazing sky, and engulf the body of the host of the underworld lantern to achieve the effect of penetrating the blazing sky.

But after You Mo's small flaw was discovered, this infiltration plan was abandoned.

However, those thrown out lanterns cannot be recovered.

A certain previous patriarch of the Youmo Clan finally got in touch with the monks of Blazing Sun Sky when the tribe was on the verge of extinction.

From this, the escape plan that the Youmo clan has been planning for hundreds of thousands of years was born.

At You Lian's generation, it's finally time to take action.

But as luck would have it, I met someone who was dead and resurrected.

The huge movement here happened to attract a certain meritorious cultivator.

In fact, even without the intervention of Henry Chu, this plan that has been planned for many years will most likely go bankrupt.

Because judging from the fact that You Lian was carrying Xu Plague, it was obvious that the Five Turbid Disaster King had already noticed their escape route.

Not only did the disaster king not stop them, but he took advantage of them happily.

As for Xu plague, it is the product of the dirty part.

The Zhuo tribe is good at crafting powerful slaves, and the Wei tribe is good at such methods of defiling the bodies of living beings.

The virtual plague was collected from Youmo and prepared by the ancient disaster king of the Department of Evil for countless years.

You Lian knows this.

Because the ancient disaster king of the Department of Evil would always take away the few members of the Youmo Clan at will on the pretext of refining the Void Plague.

Her hatred for the Disaster King of the Evil Division far exceeds her hatred for the Disaster King who was born from the five turbidities.

The effect of Virtual Plague is extremely simple.

It is to spread among living beings to change their cognition and turn them into "slaves" of the Void People.

And because the Void Plague comes from the Phantom Demon, this plague from the Void Heaven is also highly contagious to the Yuanshen.

Living beings infected with the Void Plague will still subconsciously retain their normal bodies on the surface.

Therefore, there is no problem at all from the outside.

Chu Xuan stroked his chin, thinking, "Now the Void Plague may have spread..."

He looked at You Lian, "Moreover, the characteristics of the Void Plague you know must be quite different from the current characteristics of the Void Plague."

You Lian was stunned, "Why do you think so?"

Chu Xuan chuckled, "You are just a tool in the hands of the Void People, and they now want to make this tool play its final value."

"Since you know that the tool has long been rebellious, do you think the Void People will let you know too much?"

You Lian was silent.

Deep sorrow rose in his heart.

Born to be used as a gun.

I thought I was still being used as a gun when I was not used as a gun.

After knowing that he had been used as a gun, he was used as a gun by another person again.

It was so sad.

Chu Xuan said calmly, "Call all your clansmen."

"Now, it's time to work for me."

"Yes..." You Lian bowed her head deeply, without any resistance.

Duan Hun also bowed his head humbly.

Seeing that the other party easily subdued the foreign race, he now understood that submitting to this core disciple of the holy land might be a great opportunity for him after his resurrection.

...

Outside the blazing sun sky, in the endless darkness.

A dark and towering palace was suspended here, motionless.

A bloated gray-black figure like a hill stood at the highest point of the palace, looking at the blazing sun sky.

Footsteps came from behind him.

The person coming was a young virtual person.

The young man walked up to him, stood half a step back from him, and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, the King of Disasters, when can I take action?"

The King of Disasters, born from the Five Turbidities, glanced at the dark golden spear behind the young man, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

He grinned, "There are countless young men like you who are ready to fight at any time, and they all look forward to this day."

"But we still have to wait."

The young man said in a deep voice, "Can the King of Disasters give a specific time?"

The King of Disasters, born from the Five Turbidities, smiled slightly, "When the emperor falls, it is the day to send troops."

"Mingyuan, be patient."