This is a deep underground palace.
There is a pool of blood in the center of the underground palace.
In the blood pool, the blood mist was lingering and the blood water rolled.
A young girl with long dark green hair was trapped in it, suffering a long time.
Thump thump.
There is footsteps!
The girl opened her eyes that were infested by the blood mist, and vaguely saw a beautiful and unparalleled youth standing in this scarlet world.
He held his hands behind his back and looked at her coldly.
"Raise your soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, Xiao Yu'er, you made a big mistake. I hope you can atone for your sins this time and pay off with your merits."
As the young man spoke, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"What do you want to do? Apart from uniting with Wanzong to protect ourselves, do we have any other way out?"
The girl had a weak breath and a hoarse voice.
"Hehe, you don't know anything. Of course, you don't need to know."
After he finished speaking, he gently stretched out his hand, pinched the blood-suffering girl from the blood pool, and threw it on the ground next to it.
Looking at the girl with blood mist and resentment all over her body, Wumeng Xianjun said: "Xiao Yuer, fortunately you have you, help me absorb this blood resentment, otherwise I will be over. Haha. I will help you with this hatred. Remember, you must also remember."
The girl looked at him coldly, her expression wilted, and she didn't have the energy to respond.
"Today, I will show you a surprise."
Xianjun Wumeng raised his arms.
The blood pool in front of him rolled over, and all the blood flew around and spilled out.
For a while, the bottom of the blood pool was exposed.
At its central location, there seems to be an enchantment gate.
boom!
That door, under the control of Xianjun Wumeng, suddenly opened.
A dark tunnel appeared underneath.
With a bang, the barrier door was completely opened!
The girl was stunned.
She has been above this barrier for a long time, but she really doesn't know that there is another world under this blood pool.
"Children, come out!"
Xianjun Wumeng yelled softly.
The girl's eyes widened.
Since Wu Meng Xianjun called, there was movement underneath.
Immediately afterwards, one by one silhouettes jumped out from the depths of the tunnel.
They stood side by side in front of Xianjun Wumeng, a total of forty-nine!
The girl screamed directly!
That's because these forty-nine people are all beautiful women.
Some are older, but they are not so old, but more amorous.
The youngest of them is about the same age as a girl.
They all have long dark green hair and green eyes. They are graceful, each of them upside down all beings.
All this is not enough to make the young girl scream with "Weisheng Moyan".
It was these forty-nine people who really made her scream. They all looked exactly like her.
It's like a copy!
Even if she is a little older in some years, that's what she will look like decades or hundreds of years from now.
Looking at these forty-nine people, she seemed to be looking in a mirror, and each one was herself!
No matter who sees this scene, I am afraid they will collapse and doubt their own life form.
I always ask,'Who am I? What am i? '.
Weisheng Moran is only a little different from them.
That is-
They are like puppets!
Obviously there is life, but his eyes are dull.
Everyone looked at Wu Meng Xianjun blankly, like a fool.
But Weisheng Moran can feel that each of them is better than himself.
A fool, but there is no way to have divine will.
For these forty-nine people, Wu Meng Xianjun seemed to be their master.
In their sluggish eyes, there was a bit of heartache.
"Xiao Yuer, you should be able to guess that you are the same as them, right? But it is worth congratulating you. Although you are the same, you are the most special one of them. You are your lucky. "
Xianjun Wumeng said with a soft voice.
Weisheng ink dyed shuddering.
They all came out of the dark cave below.
This shows that they have been hiding inside for a long time.
It's like being imprisoned, how terrible is that
why
"What the hell am I?"
Her mind is full of these creepy questions.
Xianjun Wumeng no longer pays attention to her.
He stepped forward two steps, walked to the dark cave, and looked inside, his eyes became a little strange.
It was a tearing emotion, a little nostalgic, but also a little crazy.
What else down there
Wei Sheng Mo Ran suddenly gave birth to an emotion that I really wanted to see.
She held her breath and moved towards there.
Perhaps Xianjun Wumeng was too engrossed, so he ignored her.
call-
She moved her eyes up there, her scalp tingling with tension.
She saw it!
There was a dark underground cave below, as if there was only one spot of light.
There seems to be a bed!
That is a plain white bed.
On the bed, there was a woman with loose hair lying on her abdomen, sleeping extremely peacefully.
The long dark green hair spread out, like a green flower, embellished the dark cave with some colors.
When Wei Sheng Mo Ran saw that this woman looked similar to herself, she was already numb.
However, she still saw some differences from herself and the forty-nine women next to her.
The woman lying peacefully, her skin is full of fluorescence, and there are waves of celestial patterns flowing on it.
Including the bed, it is actually made up of the god pattern.
She has a breath of alive life, but she feels as if she is dead again.
It is a feeling of no soul.
Weisheng Moran has never seen such a special life form!
She suddenly had tears in her eyes.
Because she suddenly felt a little distressed, because she somehow had a feeling of nostalgia for this woman.
"Do you want to know who she is?"
A weird voice came from my ear.
"think… "
Wei Sheng Mo Ran just answered, and his hairs stood on end.
She quickly retracted, because the person talking to her was Xianjun Wumeng.
He coldly pinched Weisheng Moran's neck, lifted her up, smiling, and said in a teasing tone: "She, it's your mother."
'Mother'.
These two words smashed Weisheng's heart with ink.
It turns out that she has a mother!
There has never been this role in her life.
Her breathing became heavy.
She believes in the words of Xianjun Wumeng.
Because that is the feeling of "connected blood".
She experienced it firsthand!
She really wanted to go back and take a look, but it was a pity that Xianjun Wu Meng had closed the door unfeelingly.
After closing it, he smiled and looked at Weisheng Moran, and said, "Don't get excited, there is one more thing, you don't know."
"what?!"
Wei Sheng Mo Ran gritted his teeth and stared at him firmly.
She wanted to ask him what he had done to her mother.
Why does she seem to be alive when she is obviously dead.
However, Wu Meng Xianjun smiled and told her lightly:
"I am your father."
Wu Meng Xianjun shrugged after speaking.
It seemed that this truth made him feel a little sick.
boom!
For Weisheng Moran, this is like five thunderstorms.
She has been guessing about her relationship with him since she was a child.
All Wumengxian races are'hermaphrodite', but Weisheng Moran is not.
She thought that Xianjun Wumeng might be her own'father and mother', but in fact this guy didn't want to appear as a'female body'.
Wu Meng Xianjun only said that he was a "father", not a "parent".
What does it mean? Isn't he hermaphrodite
But he clearly showed his daughter...
In the five thunderstorms, Weisheng Moran was thrown into the forty-nine people who looked exactly like her.
Those women held her down, and the powerful force prevented her from struggling.
"I hope that Li Tianming cares about you a little bit."
"To be honest, I didn't make sense to be an enemy of him. You killed all of these, you know?"
Xianjun Wumeng smiled, turned and walked out.
The women behind Wei Sheng Mo Ran, who looked the same as her, held her and controlled her to death, and left with Immortal Monarch Wu Meng.
At this moment, the micro-life ink stained, and his mind became muddy.
She can't forget the sleeping woman in the dark cave, nor can she forget the nightmare that Immortal Wumeng brought to her.
…
Just walking out of the underground palace, a white warship appeared outside!
This warship is not up to the level of the Xinghai Divine Ship, but it is also quite huge.
It is mainly driven by a large number of vegetation gods and can carry out short-distance interstellar voyages.
Dreamless Battleship!
It can be regarded as the most powerful weapon in the land of order, except for the two starships.
Xianjun Wumeng brought up fifty women dyed with Weisheng ink.
At the same time, several enchantments on the battlefield have been opened.
"The Seal."
Xianjun Wumeng yelled.
Soon, a young man walked out of the warship.
He is very handsome, and belongs to the same series as the Dreamless Fairy, both of which are romantic and suave.
It is tall and white, with a very sunny smile.
"Have you checked it?"
Xianjun Wumeng asked the young man.
"Well, it's checked. No enchantment that can be tapped, and no creatures were found on the battleship." The young man said, "The Seal of Weisheng".
"Well, it is said that Li Tianming has eyes all over the world, so be careful." Wu Meng Xianjun said coldly.
Weisheng Yinxi glanced at the fifty identical women behind him with a strange expression.
The battleship started suddenly and flew in the direction of the Ten Thousand Dragons Sacred Mountain.
Xianjun Wumeng stood on the bow, murderous.
"These are your sisters."
He turned his head and said to the silent young man next to him.
"Don't! The soul of the'dead' life is crippled, and no one is counted as our sister."
Weisheng seal disliked Road.
When he spoke, his body twisted and changed, and he suddenly split into two, becoming one man and one woman.
The male is handsome and the female is pretty.
"It's so annoying, so annoying, when can I be more free, separate if you want to separate, or fit if you want to fit together?" the girl pursed her mouth.
"Xi'er, I have said it many times. In this orderly land, our Huantian God Clan has only a single line, mixed in the Dreamless Immortal Clan. The ancestors have hidden for so long. Before the great cause, the identity of the Huantian God Clan , Can't be exposed." The man said.
Micro-Life Seal!
The male is called Weishengyin, and the female is Weishengxi.
In the cognition of the Wumengxian tribe, there has never been a micro-life seal and a micro-life seal.
There is only a microbial seal.
Weisheng Moran sees all of this.