"Not good!" Fang Lin realized that something was wrong, so he bit the tip of his tongue to wake up, but his consciousness still sank involuntarily, and he could no longer see anything in front of his eyes.
At the critical moment, a hand appeared out of thin air and gently rested on Fang Lin's shoulder.
Fang Lin's body shook, and his consciousness suddenly came to his senses, and his eyes gradually regained their luster.
When Fang Lin looked back, he saw an unfamiliar face smiling at him, holding a black umbrella in his hand.
"The twelfth mural represents the word change. Everything in the future will have endless changes. If you break this twelfth mural, your consciousness will be trapped in these many changes and you will never be able to escape." The man holding the umbrella said softly, and then disappeared inexplicably in front of Fang Lin's eyes.
Fang Lin stood there in a daze, with a look of shock on his face that did not fade away. He did not expect that the mysterious umbrella-holder who appeared in later generations would suddenly appear here.
What Fang Lin didn't expect was that he was actually saved once by this person. If he hadn't woken up Fang Lin in time, Fang Lin would have sunk into that seemingly real and illusory consciousness forever, never to wake up again.
Fang Lin took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down, but the sudden appearance of the umbrella man made Fang Lin even more confused.
"Could it be that I guessed wrong before? He is not the incarnation of an ancient spirit. Otherwise, why would he show up here to save me?" Fang Lin said secretly in his heart. The sudden appearance of the umbrella holder made Fang Lin doubt his previous speculation. Wrong, thinking that the person holding the umbrella may not be the incarnation of the ancient spirit.
But at the moment, Fang Lin couldn't determine the identity of the man holding the umbrella. If he was the incarnation of an ancient spirit, there was no reason to save him.
Then if he is not the incarnation of an ancient spirit, who is he? Are they friends or foes? Or maybe both
When Fang Lin turned his head and looked at the twelfth mural, he saw that the mural had been restored to its original state and was still blank, with no signs of fragmentation or collapse.
Fang Lin frowned slightly. He had indeed smashed the mural before, but now it was restored to normal. It was probably the handiwork of the person holding the umbrella, or it was possible that the mural here could have restored itself.
When Fang Lin was in the ancient cave, a black umbrella suddenly appeared on the top of a mountain somewhere in Shiwanshan River, and then a figure appeared under the black umbrella.
At the same time, Mo Shouhei, who was above the nine heavens, also noticed an unusual aura. His eyes scanned the entire land, including the land of hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers, but he failed to detect the existence of the man holding the umbrella.
"It was almost destroyed. Fang Lin, Fang Lin, don't make any more mistakes. I took a lot of risks to help you." The umbrella holder murmured, looking up at the sky. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Twelve murals, some are written by me, some are written by that guy from Xuanyuanya, and some are written by you Mo Shouhei. It depends on who this guy Fang Lin will believe." The man holding the umbrella said, and his eyes suddenly looked towards Walking into the distance, the face hidden under the black umbrella showed a hint of surprise, but more of it was relief.
"You, Xuanyuan Ya, are still more powerful. You have seen more of the future than any of us. Another creature has been born in this world that can take over the fortunes of heaven and earth. It's just as you Xuanyuan Ya expected." As soon as the man holding the umbrella finished speaking, In the direction where he looked, there was a red light rising into the sky, like a sky pillar. No matter where you stood on the earth, you could see it by looking up.
At this moment, countless Holy Spirits on the earth had the same feeling. A sense of awe came from the depths of their souls, and they couldn't help but want to kneel down in the direction of the red light rising into the sky.
Nine heavens and ten earths, eight wastelands and six places, the strong ones are extremely humbled!
In Baidi City, Fang Qingye jumped out, looking at the red light in the distance with a rare smile on his face.
"It's faster than I expected." Fang Qingye said, and then went straight to the place where the red light appeared.
Above the sky, Mo Shouhei was furious. At this moment, he finally understood why he had been feeling uneasy for some time before, and why Fang Qingye always kept his whereabouts secretive to prevent him from noticing.
It turned out that a third Martial Lord besides himself and Fang Qingye had been born secretly!
Mo Shouhei hated it. If he had known that a new Martial Lord would be born, he would have wiped out this disaster even if he had to sacrifice his short lifespan.
It's a pity that Mo Shouhei didn't notice the birth of the new Martial Lord until now. It was already too late, and he missed the best opportunity to take action. Even if Mo Shouhei wanted to take action now, it would be impossible for Fang Qingye to do so. If he succeeds, he will definitely try his best to stop it.
Furthermore, the new Martial Lord has become a trend, and it is not just because he sticks to the black and says he can kill. There are all ants under the Martial Lord, but in the realm of the Martial Lord, it is really difficult to tell who is strong and who is weak.
Mo Shouhei's face was extremely gloomy. Although the general trend of the world was still under his control, he vaguely felt that some things seemed to be beyond his control and were developing in an unimaginable direction.
As for how far it will develop, Mo Shouhei cannot predict, because a newly born Martial Lord will bring too many variables. As a Martial Lord, Mo Shouhei is the common enemy of all living beings in the world, and he will inevitably be deeply involved. implicated.
"Xuanyuan Ya, is this your method? One Fang Qingye is not enough, a new martial arts supreme has appeared. For this reason, you have spent everything you have and given up the remaining 100,000 years of life. It's really So brave, I, Mo Shouhei, have been fighting with you for so long, and this is the first time I admire you from the bottom of my heart." Mo Shouhei gritted his teeth and said, the person he hated most at the moment was not the newly born martial arts supreme, but the long-dead Xuanyuan Ya .
Both Fang Qingye and this new martial arts supreme were all the work of Xuanyuan Ya. He sacrificed one person's life in exchange for the birth of two martial masters in order to restrain Mo Shouhei.
On the earth, the red light soaring into the sky shook the sky, and a figure stood in the light pillar, absorbing the wind and clouds of the nine heavens, and shaking the world.
This red light is the embodiment of this person's surging energy and blood. This energy and blood is so powerful that even the most powerful real dragon in the physical body will be eclipsed.
Many powerful men in the past and present, including Xuanyuan Ya and Mo Shouhei, could not compare with this new supreme in terms of their strength of Qi and blood.
On this day, an unprecedented and powerful body was born on the earth, which could crush all the martial arts masters in the world with the power of the body.
Fang Qingye appeared nearby, and the man holding the umbrella was also watching silently from a distance. Mo Shouhei looked down coldly, and the three of them all focused on the new martial master.