Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1782 Chaos

The Nine-Colored Deer prostrated itself in front of the statue, as if kneeling.

"Senior, part of my power has been taken away. Elder Eight Colors colluded with the dark demon, and the clansmen will definitely suffer in the end..."

"I know I was very playful before, but I promise, I will never be like this again in the future."

The Nine-Colored Deer spoke slowly, as if praying or confiding.

Statues are statues after all, and remain motionless.

However, the Nine-Colored Deer did not give up, still praying and confiding in front of the statue.

One day, two days, three days...

After nine consecutive days, the Nine-Colored Deer fell asleep at the foot of the statue at some point.

After falling asleep, the Nine-Colored Divine Deer curled up, looking very lovable.

At this moment, a faint halo appeared on the statue.

Then the halos in the entire area seemed to be attracted, and gathered here one after another, forming countless air currents of various colors.

These halos condensed beside the statue, and finally turned into an illusory figure.

This is a woman with a very delicate face, with a very noble temperament, and the red lines between her eyebrows add a touch of mystery and coquettishness to her.

"Unexpectedly, after so many years, you are still here." The woman bent down and gently touched the head of the nine-color body.

The Nine-Colored Deer seemed to feel something, and his tense body relaxed at this moment.

Not long after, the woman stood up slowly, and her beautiful eyes looked in the direction of the Warcraft family.

Her gaze seemed to pass through the chaos, and she actually landed in the Warcraft camp, and she seemed to see through everything.

"Little guy, everything depends on you!" After a long time, the woman sighed faintly.

A drop of Yin Hong's blood fell from her slender fingertips and landed on Nine Colors Deer, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of pure power diffused from the body of the Nine-Colored Deer.

The soft nine-color divine light slowly enveloped the nine-color divine deer, and finally formed a colorful cocoon.

"Little guy, I used to be very playful, so I won't deprive you of your nature." The woman said slowly, her eyes were full of tenderness.

Her figure began to fade slowly, and finally disappeared completely.

Not long after, cracks began to appear on the statue, and soon it turned into a cloud of dust.

She might have really disappeared completely, but a drop of her natal blood was integrated into the body of the Nine-colored Deer, which is equivalent to existing in this world in another way.

Soon, the surroundings returned to calm, leaving only a colorful cocoon.

The cocoon exuded faint fluctuations, but the Nine-Colored Deer within it did not make any sound.

But what is certain is that once it breaks out of the cocoon, the Nine-colored Deer will definitely be reborn.

On the other side, Mo Xian, who was floating in the suspended waterfall, also sat down cross-legged at some point.

Huge and pure energy continuously washed over his body, to the point that every cell and every particle in his body was jumping for joy.

His strength is also constantly increasing, and he is getting closer and closer to the Martial Emperor Realm.

If this continues, it might not be a problem to break through to the Martial Emperor Realm.

Time passed slowly, and the form of the outside world was changing rapidly.

After experiencing a brief period of peace, the Ten Thousand Domains War finally entered the hottest stage.

Calculated according to the time, more than half of the Wanyu War has passed, and it is the final sprint stage.

The atmosphere of the entire ancient battlefield has also become extremely hot, and everyone is working hard for the final hundred.

Once friends, perhaps at this time also become enemies.

Of course, even if they couldn't make it to the top [-] and couldn't qualify for the Path of God's Alchemy, all those who remained would have received enough benefits.

This is a desolate land, dozens of warriors shuttle quickly on it.

Everyone's face is full of exhaustion, and their bodies are more or less injured.

Among these people, there are some familiar faces.

Meng Yang, Shen Jing, Xiao Wu, Jia Ren Jia Yi, Nan Yuexin...

Generally speaking, they are all people who have a good relationship with Mo Xian.

It can be seen that they have experienced a lot of battles and are now extremely tired.

And behind them, there are countless people chasing them.

These people are extremely powerful, and they have the upper hand in numbers.

These people were all the ones who had dealt with Mo Xian in Xuan Ming Sect.

For some reason, Mo Xian's name disappeared from the stone list.

For everyone, this means two situations, one is that he died, and the other is that he was cleared out.

Either way, it's a good thing for these people.

However, the matter wasn't over yet, so if they wanted to attack the people around Mo Xian, Xiao Wu's adventure group and Nan Yuexin and the others would be the first to be among them.

The game between the two parties has been going on for a long time, and Xiao Wu's adventure group also lost some people, but fortunately they were not eliminated.

Of course, similar things don't just happen to them, there are various battles breaking out almost everywhere.

The rankings on the stone list are also changing rapidly, with many names that no one knew before appearing.

Obviously, the dark horses from all walks of life also began to show their magnificence at this critical moment.

In addition to the fierce game between humans, the cooperation between the Dark Demon and the Warcraft family is also gradually unfolding.

However, between the two, there is another existence, Yin Ling.

Yin Ling was created by the powerful Netherworld Sect, and the Yin Ling King is the most powerful existence among them, so he can naturally occupy a place in this ancient battlefield.

The primary problem of the three parties is to remove human beings, and other issues will naturally be discussed later.

Of course, the relationship between the three parties is not impregnable, and there were several frictions during the period, and the losses were not small.

On the top of a certain mountain in the ancient battlefield, a figure stood quietly, but he was completely motionless as the strong wind swept by, giving people the feeling that he had stood here for thousands of years.

His eyes seemed to be quietly looking into the distance, as if seeing through everything, he murmured: "Let's be chaotic, the more chaotic the better, otherwise I, Mo Xian, wouldn't have a chance."

Fast forward to the past month. In the forbidden land of monsters, Mo Xian was still quietly suspended in the waterfall, without any sign of waking up.

But the cocoon that wrapped the Nine-Colored Deer suddenly changed, and all the halos on it disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a crack appeared on the cocoon, and the crack became bigger and bigger, and finally a very beautiful deer came out slowly.

Compared with before, the Nine-Colored Divine Deer was significantly taller, and it also had a bit more noble aura, but there was no trace of halo on its body.

Moreover, it has a very mysterious red line between its brows.

The Nine-Colored Deer was obviously still a little confused, and stood there blankly for a while.

Soon, it discovered that it had changed, and with a thought, the nine-color divine light diffused out of its body again, looking extremely beautiful, and making it look very sacred.

"Great!" Nine Colors Deer murmured excitedly, his voice trembling a little.

(End of this chapter)