Heretic Doctor Zihou - v6 Chapter 28

“stop!”

An old voice was full of vigor and great deterrence. Even today’s Zihou was full of chest tightness and tinnitus. It is conceivable how unfathomable the strength of the coming person is.

not good!

Along with this voice, there was an overwhelming and powerful aura, as if the sky was pressing against them.

Zihou suddenly tightened, and his complexion changed abruptly.

Mo Yunhuang’s eyebrows frowned lightly, and a touch of coldness passed through his purple eyes. His face sank, and the East Emperor Bell in his hand shot out a bright light as usual, covering the ‘gods’ of the Great Desolate God’s Realm.

The realm of killing the gods of the Eastern Emperor Bell is already extremely powerful. It can be seen from the fact that Zihou killed the elders of the Phoenix Valley Xuanzun level in the Feijian Forest with the cultivation level of the new Xuansheng.

But now, the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell in the hands of Emperor Moyun, a real **** realm, is naturally self-evident.

The hundreds of ‘gods’ in the Great Desolate God’s Domain that had been severely injured by Emperor Mo Yun were crushed into powder almost instantly in the God-killing Realm! Until they died, the hope that emerged from their despair still remained in their eyes, like a flash of firework.

Extinct!

At the same time, a group of figures appeared on the void in front of Mo Yunhuang and Zihou.

There is no doubt that the person here is the ‘god’ of the Great Desolate Realm!

The person here is more than ten times more than just now. Thousands of ‘gods’ in the Great Desolate God’s Domain with moon-white robes surrounded a dozen elders in white robes like stars arched over the moon.

These people are unkind and aggressive. Except for the dozens of elders in white robes, everyone else turned out to be the cultivation base of the Taixu realm.

As for a dozen old men in white robes. The ten people standing behind had a breath that was closer to that of Mo Yunhuang. Eight of the ten people were intertwined with gray and black auras, and their strength was probably between the Taixu Realm and the True God Realm. As for the remaining two people, they just entered the realm of Taixu.

The last four elders remained, and they stood in front of everyone in the Great Desolate God Realm. One by one, they had a childlike appearance, and they were obviously like teenage appearances, with white beards, white hair and even white eyebrows. They were extremely strange and terrifying. As for their breath, it is even more illusory, it seems that it does not exist, and it seems to be almost integrated with the whole world!

When Zihou saw the four elders in the front, his heart jumped sharply, and there was no reason to panic and fear. Their realm has become so strong that they are superb and unpredictable!

Among the four elders at the front, the one on the far right looked down at the people in the Nine Nether Demon Realm, and said blankly, “Emperor Mo Yun has slaughtered my great wilderness three hundred and sixty-eight divine envoys, and his sin is to blame!” .

His voice is like this person, giving people a sense of emptiness.

As soon as his words fell, the six white-robed elders whose strength was between the Taixu and the True God Realm and the two new elders who had entered the True God Realm disappeared in place, and they all went to attack Moyun Emperor in the next instant!

They look cold and stern, they are bound to kill!

Emperor Mo Yun had not just entered the realm of true gods, and it seemed that he had no chance of winning in the face of six powerhouses between the realm of the emptiness and the realm of true gods and two powerhouses of the realm of true gods.

However, Emperor Mo Yun’s complexion was solemn. Even in the face of such a huge pressure, he still showed calmness and calmness. This powerful mentality is beyond the reach of others.

However, the Zihou on the side is already tightly grasped. It’s not that she doesn’t believe in Mo Yunhuang’s strength, but that the opponent’s lineup is too strong. Not only that, even if Emperor Mo Yun could defeat these people, what about the remaining thousands of Taixu realms? There are even those four unfathomable and unfathomable old immortals?

The long-standing ominous premonition in my heart attacked the heart of Zihou like a tide at this moment.

The battle between Emperor Mo Yun and the eight “Gods” of the Great Wilderness affects the heart of Zihou. She did not choose to fight hand in hand with Emperor Mo Yun. On the one hand, it was because she joined the battle with her cultivation base in the Void Realm, which was likely to distract Emperor Mo Yun; on the other hand, she needed to Pay close attention to those people in the Great Desolate Divine Region to prevent them from attacking Emperor Mo Yun!

Zihou focused all the attention on Mo Yunhuang, so much so that when she discovered that behind the four elders, the two white-robed elders whose strength was between the Taixu realm and the True God realm disappeared in place. , She thought they were going to attack Mo Yunhuang.

So, she shouted, “Emperor Yun, be careful!”

Indeed, just after the shout of Zihou, there was an old man in white robe who joined the battle against Emperor Mo Yun.

one person? !

Then, there is one more person?

“Devil concubine, be careful behind you!”

The people of Jiuyou Demon Realm suddenly shouted in horror.

Zihou her pupils shrank severely, and a cold sweat came from her back.

She didn’t have time to look back, and she felt a terrifying breath coming from her back at the speed of light.

In the moment, Zihou relied on instinct and the instinct of the Shadow King to escape the fatal blow!

“Bump~” Although Zihou escaped the fatal part, the fatal blow still hit her with a side ball.

She was slapped severely on the left shoulder by an old man in white robe!

Zihou stabilized the blood surging in her chest, the first reaction was to raise her voice to comfort Mo Yunhuang, “Yunhuang, I’m fine, don’t worry about me!” Mo Yunhuang can’t handle it herself, she absolutely can’t let Mo Yun The emperor is distracted by himself!

Emperor Mo Yun lost his mind for a moment. But when he saw that Zihou was okay, I quickly recovered my mind.

“Damn bastard!” Zihou pressed the injured shoulder with one hand, and stared at the white-robed old man who had hurt her, his eyes full of cold killing intent.

“Oh, such an excellent talent, it would be a pity to die.” Even though the old man said so, where is the meaning of pity in his eyes? Not only did it not, but it was full of pleasure. It seems to him that Zihou is just an ant that he can kill!

“Don’t worry, you’re not dead, I’m still alive when you die!” Zihou sneered.

“I don’t know how to live or die, go to hell!” The white-robed old man’s complexion was ruthless, and he claws with one hand, condensing a terrifying energy. That energy is mixed with the power of the black soul and the power of the gray soul!

“It’s you who die!” Zihou screamed, and the power of the sword soul of the wind profound sword that was fully strengthened by the crystal of the sun was fully summoned. The power of the black soul in her body surged like a storm, and her whole person was as if she were trapped in a black hole.

The Feng Xuan Sword, which reflects the erosive cold light, was slowly raised by Zihou, and the extremely terrifying power surged from her into the Feng Xuan Sword.

At that moment, the surrounding situation changed color!

“God Tu!” Two cold words overflowed from the lips of Zihou. At this moment, she resembled a **** of death who harvested life, more like the supreme **** who rules the destiny of the world’s creatures and even gods and demons.

With a clear drink from Zihou, the surging energy like the overturning of the sea turned into a huge wave and hurried towards the white-robed old man.

The white-robed old man who was dissatisfied with the attack of Zihou, when Zihou was slashed, the contempt and contempt in his eyes suddenly disappeared. Not only was there no more contempt for the old face, but the dignified face became pale. !

God Slaughter Sword Skill, do you still remember? This is the self-realized method of Zihou. When fighting against Yunling in the Holy City, Zihou used the Shentu technique for the first time.

Shentu Gongfa is divided into three levels, namely: Killing the King, Slashing the Emperor, and God Tu. Shentu is the last level of the Shentu technique, and also the most powerful.

God Tu a sword, the gods fell. That unstoppable sword slashed like the sky falling, directly splitting the white-robed old man into two.

After the light faded, the white-robed old man stared straight, his pupils tightened and his eyes were full of disbelief. His body was divided into two by a light.

“Ah~” Accompanied by his own cry, he was like a piece of paper burned by the fire, and it turned into black ash in an instant!

“God Destroyer?!” The four elders who watched such a scene said in unison. Their otherwise plain faces finally changed at this moment. In the four pairs of ancient well-like deep and waveless eyes, there was a sudden gleam of determination to kill!

Ever since, the four of them looked at each other, without any hesitation, and shot together!

Before Zihou took a breath, I felt like my soul was being pulled by some tremendous force, desperately pulling it away from her body.

An icy breath of death drowned her. At that moment, she couldn’t even move her whole body.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Yunhuang’s purple eyes, who was still beating with other white-robed elders, showed a touch of terror, and the color of the face that had always been unpredictable suddenly changed!

“Hou’er!” He almost didn’t even think about it, and came to Zihou with the fastest reaction, and took Zihou into his arms. That is, at that moment, four attacks from four elders with a childlike face all penetrated into his back…

The purple eyes of Mo Yunhuang who was holding Zihou shrank heavily. His head, which was hanging slightly, was also raised, his face suddenly pale as paper.

Mo Yunhuang hugged Zihou tightly, and the two were spinning in the void, slowly falling towards the ground.

The wind was blowing slowly, pulling up the long hair of the two of them. At that moment, the picture of the two embracing each other was unspeakably beautiful.

Apart from frowning his brows, Emperor Mo Yun still had no extra expressions. I don’t know when, a bright red line of blood snaked from the corner of his lips to his chin…

The blood stains of Yin Hong on her pale paper face are especially shocking!

Zihou in Mo Yunhuang’s arms, even if he didn’t see Mo Yunhuang hurt, but that feeling cannot be wrong. She was held in her arms by Mo Yun Huang, as if she had lost her strength, the expression on her face was mixed with despair and horror…

Until the two landed, Emperor Mo Yun still did not let go of her.

Because Zihou has already lost all strength, and the injured Mo Yunhuang has no extra strength, both of them fell to the ground. Afterwards, he sat paralyzed, but Mo Yunhuang was kneeling on one knee.

Feeling the warmth of the back turned into coldness, an incomparable fear made Zihou suddenly regain its strength. She turned around abruptly and looked up at Mo Yunhuang’s face.

On his handsome and innocent face, as always when he looked at her, there was a slight smile, and the beautiful eyes, like purple crystals, sparkled with pampering and softness, silently talking to him. Love.

However, the attention of Zihou was drawn away by the blushing blood on the corners of Mo Yunhuang’s lips!

A deep pain appeared in her eyes, and she hugged Mo Yunhuang’s face, shaking her lips and asked anxiously, “Emperor Yun, where are you hurt? Huh? Tell me, where are you hurt?”

Without waiting for Mo Yunhuang to answer, Zihou took out another jade bottle and said to Mo Yunhuang with hope, “I have a peerless treasure, Yunhuang, you quickly take it…” (Zihou Shaking hands, he planned to open the cork.

Mo Yunhuang reached out his hand to stop the action of Zihou and shook his head, “I’m fine.”

His voice is as deep and **** as ever, intoxicating. However, his powerful voice, at this moment no longer the strength of the past, replaced by a sad weakness.

weak?

Such negative words are placed on Mo Yunhuang, and they must be out of place in normal times. Emperor Mo Yun should be the shining sun in the sky, an invincible demon god, and an emperor over the world! His life should be invincible and invincible!

But now…

“Houer, promise me to live well…”

Two lines of clear tears came out of the eyes of Zihou and flowed down their cheeks.

She once said that she would not cry again. However, now she can’t control herself at all. In this world, there is only one person now, who can make her do this.

“Promise me…” Mo Yunhuang gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Zihou, and the corners of his lips were still smiling with a warm spring breeze.

“No…” Zihou shook his head desperately.

If she promised him to live well, Mo Yunhuang would leave her, she would never agree!

Even if she deeply understands what happened and what the end of Emperor Mo Yun will end, she does not believe it anyway, and does not want to believe it…

Mo Yunhuang’s hand stroking Zihou gradually became transparent. Soon, his whole person became transparent…

“No…Emperor Yun…” The palm of his hand can no longer feel the temperature of Mo Yun Emperor, and can no longer touch Mo Yun Emperor. At that moment, an unprecedented fear enveloped Zihou.

A refreshing breeze blew, Mo Yunhuang’s body turned into dots of light and went away with the wind. When the last bit of light passed on the fingertips of Zihou, the heart of Zihou died at that moment.

“Yunhuang…ah…” Zihou desperately tried to keep the last stars, but could only watch them pass by her fingertips mercilessly…

“You seduce me… When you looked at me just now, I saw the seduce in your eyes.”

“Remember, my name is Mo Yunhuang!”

“My mother said, the one who can pull out this sword is my wife!”

“From now on, she will be the only mistress of Demon Cloud City, and even the eternal woman of my Emperor Mo Yun! If anyone dares to hurt her a bit, don’t blame me Emperor Mo Yun for being cruel!”

“I love you…”

…

What Mo Yunhuang once said is repeated in the mind of Zihou over and over again. The pictures that belonged to him were flashed in the mind of Zihou like a slide show!

This man has already occupied all of her life. Without Emperor Mo Yun, where would she go?

“Ah~” Zihou screamed to the sky. As if to vent the pain in her heart, her voice was hysterical.

The four white-robed elders glanced at each other, and the killing intent in their eyes resurfaced. They shot again just like before. They absolutely don’t allow the existence of an destroyer in this world!

Had it not been for the mysterious power left around him and Zihou when Mo Yunhuang was dead just now, they would have already started Zihou. How could it be possible to wait until Emperor Mo Yun completely died?

They now think of the mysterious power before Mo Yunhuang is dying, and still have doubts. That mysterious power has gone beyond the scope of their cognition, they don’t know.

However, when their attack hit Zihou, a blood-red light screen flashed out of Zihou.

The complexions of the four white-robed old men changed severely.

“Blood of good fortune! It is the blood of good fortune!” an old man in white robe finally spoke calmly. His tone was full of shock, and there was horror in his eyes, which was in sharp contrast with his unfathomable image before.

The reactions of the other three white-robed old men were not much different from him.

The blood-colored light curtain was reflected in her eyes, and she felt the warm power rising from her stomach. Zihou’s desperate eyes suddenly lit up with a light, illuminating the gloom of life.

A heart that had become cold with Emperor Mo Yun’s passing, lightly beat at this moment. She just remembered that she and Mo Yunhuang’s children were still in her belly!

She is not alone now, she still has children!

She can ignore her life or death, but she can’t let her and Mo Yunhuang’s children suffer any grievances!

An unprecedented momentum breeds in the heart of Zihou and gradually melts her frozen heart.

She wants to live well, for Emperor Mo Yun and for their children.

So, if she wants to live well, these people…

Zihou slowly stood up, and his eyes fell on the people in the Wild God Realm.

If it weren’t for the Great Desolate Divine Realm, their 3,000 lives would not have died innocently;

If it were not for the Great Desolate Realm, her parents and her would not be in the situation they are now;

If it were not for the Great Desolate Realm, Emperor Mo Yun would not die!

On the center of the eyebrows of Zihou, a fiery red mark appears from time to time. If you look closely, you can find that this mark is exactly the same as the one on the center of the eyebrows when Bai sent Zihou to the road of Lian Shen.

White lights flashed across her body. Immediately afterwards, the ancient treasures appeared one by one.

Donghuang Bell, Haotian Tower, Seal of Sealing Heaven, Crystal of the Sun, Jade of the Four Souls… and the Wordless Book of Heaven.

“not good!”

The four white-robed elders were suddenly shocked.

They never expected that Zihou had already collected seven ancient treasures!

After wrapping around Zihou, the Wordless Book of Heaven was immersed in the divine seal at the center of the eyebrows of Zihou.

When the wordless Tianshu submerged in the eyebrows of Zihou, Zihou felt that he seemed to be connected to the world, and the huge message drowned her like a sea wave. From ancient times to the present, the mystery of this world seems to be as profound as her memory.

At the same time, Zihou learned that the last two of the original seven ancient treasures were the Wordless Book of Heaven and the Seal of Refining God. As for the seal of refining gods, it is the number one among the seven great treasures, possessing an incalculable mysterious power.

At this moment, Zihou finally understands why Bai would let her go to the road of God. As for Bai’s fall, it was also because he passed on to her the seal of refining the gods.

The road of refining the gods, the land of gods fall, one **** falls, one **** appears!

Immediately afterwards, several other ancient treasures were also integrated into the seal of refining the gods on the eyebrows of Zihou…

Lian Shen Yin burst out with a burst of red light, covering Zihou in it.

At that moment, Zihou felt that his body seemed to be broken into pieces of powder, sent to every corner of the world by the wind.

At that moment, Zihou felt as if it was integrated with the whole world. It can feel the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of every creature in this world, as well as the breath of every inch of the ground under its feet.

At that moment, Zihou felt that all of its cultivation power was silent, but it also found that even one thought was enough to overturn the entire world.

She is the world, the world is her.

The pinnacle of good fortune, above the rules.

She creates rules, she can dominate good luck!

The four white-robed elders and the thousands of ‘gods’ in the Great Desolate God’s Territory now look at Zihou again, they are no longer the previous ones, replaced by a kind of humbleness buried in the dust.

The woman who stood on the top of good fortune and ruled the rules clearly did not change her appearance, but her temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.

A crystal-transparent scepter slowly appeared after a burst of light flashed from the hand of Zihou.

“Let’s accept the trial!” The cold female voice carried the majesty that was dare not to comply.

At the end of the words, Zihou raised the scepter in his hand, and a burst of almost transparent white light suddenly lit up in the scepter, bathing the four white-robed elders and thousands of ‘gods’ in the Great Wilderness God’s Domain.

In the light of sacred judgment, those people have turned into a piece of loess in this world before they even had time to make a sound.

Everything, finally settled.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Zihou seemed to hear a distant Sanskrit voice saying: “Those who left will eventually come back…”

“Emperor Yun, come back soon…” Zihou looked at the sunset in the distance, bending his lips slightly.

Five years later

On the Luoxia Peak of Jiuyou Demon Territory, a little boy in black was having fun playing with a black fruit.

The appearance of the little boy is three or four years old.

This little boy is the child of Zihou and Mo Yunhuang. The child’s name, Zihou only takes the nickname, Xiao Mo. As for the daimyo, Zihou did not take it or let others take it. She kept Xiao Mo’s name, waiting for Emperor Mo Yun to come back and let him take it.

Aside, Zihou is sitting on a clean stone, his eyes always on Xiao Mo’s body. Her eyes are soft, and the corners of her lips have a slight smile, and the whole person exudes a maternal brilliance.

Five years have passed quietly, Zihou has become more and more beautiful as time goes by.

These years, the days without Mo Yunhuang in Zihou say it is not an exaggeration to live like years. If it weren’t for Xiao Mo’s existence, she wouldn’t even dare to wonder if she could sustain it till now.

Although Xiao Mo was the child of her and Emperor Mo Yun, his appearance almost completely inherited his father. So handsome and exquisite, with a stunning appearance at a small age, it is not difficult to imagine the handsome and indifferent after growing up!

Such Xiao Mo always makes Zihou think of Mo Yunhuang when he looks at it!

For example, now, although Zihou seems to be watching Xiao Mo, in fact, his mind has long been wandering away from the sky, recalling her and Mo Yunhuang past bit by bit.

Xiao Mo and Aguo were playing, and they looked up and saw his beautiful mother in a daze again. Xiao Mo pursed his pink lips, no longer thinking about continuing to play.

Xiao Mo knew that his beautiful mother was thinking about his father again.

For Daddy, Xiao Mo has no idea. Even though he was a genius as brilliant as his dad, he was only four years old. Besides, he has never seen his dear father.

However, his handsome grandfather told him that his father had gone a long way and he didn’t know how long it would take to return. His beautiful grandmother said that when he grows up, his father will come back…

However, Xiao Mo knew that his father might never come back. Because he always saw a beautiful mother standing by the window in the middle of the night, silently shed tears…

Xiao Mo thought for a while, stepped on his two short legs and threw his head up on his mother’s knees. A pair of beautiful amethyst-like eyes were filled with firmness, “Mother, Xiao Mo is a man. Xiaomo protects mother!”

Zihou’s thoughts of wandering were pulled back by Xiao Mo Nuonuo’s voice.

She looked down at the cute Xiaomo in front of her, recalling what he had just said, a warm current spread in her heart in Zihou.

She embraced Xiao Mo lovingly, rubbed the top of his soft hair, kissed his pink cheek, nodded, and smiled, “Okay. But why did Xiao Mo suddenly say such a thing? “

“Because Dad is not there, only Xiao Mo can protect my mother!”

Zihou has a sore nose. She shook her head. Although it was to appease Xiao Mo, she was extremely firm, “Xiao Mo, your father will come back!”

Yes, Emperor Mo Yun, he will be back!

Even though five years have passed, she has always firmly believed that Emperor Mo Yun would not just leave their mother and child like this!

He will return one day. Whether it is ten years, a hundred years, or even ten thousand years, she will wait until the sea is dry and the rocks are destroyed, until the end of her life.

“Then Xiao Mo will wait for Daddy to come back with his mother.” Xiao Mo dipped into Zihou affectionately. A Guo on the side burrowed into Xiao Mo’s arms hard.

“Good!” Zihou smiled and nodded.

“Mother, can you tell me about Dad?” Xiao Mo blinked his bright eyes. Xiao Mo has been curious about his father for a long time, but in order not to make the beautiful mother sad, the sensible Xiao Mo never mentioned his father.

Whenever he woke up in the middle of the night and saw a beautiful mother crying silently in front of the window, he would think carefully about what kind of person his dad had never met before.

He actually really wants to have a father. Because whenever he saw other children sitting on his father’s neck and riding a horse, he would be extremely envious.

“Okay.” Zihou answered, and then began to tell Xiao Mo the story between her and Mo Yunhuang.

From the first sight of Fengya Building in Xiliang City, to her later acquaintance, and every memory, she has no details. Speak to Xiaomo, and also tell him.

The breeze was fading and the sun was just right.

The mother and son embracing on Luoxia Peak are as beautiful as pictures.

“Houer, I’m back…”

A deep, magnetic voice came from behind Zihou, making Zihou who was serious about telling Xiaomo a story suddenly froze…

After a long time, Zihou looked down at Xiao Mo, who was wide-eyed in his arms, and said, “Xiao Mo, your father is back.” After speaking, Zihou looked up at the distant sky with a smile .

Time is good, you and I are well.

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I would like to dedicate this book to those friends who are constantly struggling!

Although the book ends, the story of Yunhuang’s Zihou never ends. Thanks to all my friends for their support for so long.

Although the ending is a bit hurried (I admit…), there is no shortage of plot to go. As for those stories about Xiliang City, about Long Qianxun, about Zihou parents, and stories about the life experience of the Emperor Yun will be mentioned in Fanwai. In fact, I want to say that the story of Yunhuang and Zihou has been going on all the time. God and ancient times are not the end. They have a broader world. Perhaps they will soon take Xiao Mo to another world and start a wonderful journey belonging to their family of three. Even, who knows if Zihou will meet her comrade Mo Jun in the future?

Because I don’t want to write the ending of the book as the ending of their story, many of the characters have not explained it. Well, they will appear in Zihou and the story of Yunhuang Miku.

Finally, wait for me…