The black clouds flew away, turning into flowing light.

But under the ancient pine trees on the mountain, an old man gradually transformed out. The old man was dressed in gray cloth, thin and dry, and was carrying a bag with patches on his back.

The old man was nothing but the mysterious old man with the soul painting in Chimo City.

The place where he stood was less than ten feet away from where Amu and the other two were talking just now. However, none of the three people just now noticed it. Moreover, Amu had deliberately dispersed the magic consciousness and carefully investigated it.

After looking at the direction of Amu's black cloud shuttle, the old man Huahun sighed first, then shook his head and said to himself.

"Young man is still too arrogant! Let the Shura Realm crawl at your feet, but your cultivation is too low!"

"Amu? Hey! The magic coffin seems to be on you. But any magic weapon is an external object. How can you really rely on magic weapons in the three realms? If I take action, the magic coffin will be suppressed by you. What else can you do?"

"However, young people still need a little passion! They don't let down the title of the Demon Lord's successor, hehe! They are still from the sea desert, they look like humans! However, both Shura girls and sea desert girls are pretty."

The old man who drew the soul and said a little different from the way he turned against Mo Wuhen that day. In the end, he was happy chatting with him, smiling so hard that the wrinkles on his face were like walnuts.

Then, there was no magic weapon used by the old man Huahun. He just took one step and endless strange light naturally rose under his feet. In an instant, he disappeared from the spot.

...

At this time, the black clouds in the void flew like black lightning, and it was already moving forward at full speed. Amu was still injured. After taking the pills, he spent most of his time recuperation.

So Li Shui spoke. Amu occasionally added a few words to Mo Wuhen. Why did they come to the sea desolation, how did they come to the sea desolation, and everything that had been in the past, and everything that was related to Shura affairs, basically nothing was hidden.

Amu also said that he had the identity of a man who had passed down from the sea, the magic coffin on himself, etc., because Amu understood that many things were actually no longer a secret.

However, Amu did not say anything about everything on the Three Realms Holy Mountain, because the Three Realms Holy Mountain is sealed with Lihen’s body, which is something that even Lishui doesn’t know. It is also a major event related to the peace of the Three Realms, and Amu did not talk much about it.

Everything about the sea desert, the story of Amu and Lishui. Shen Yan, Shura Ziyi’s previous life, the black bird on Amu’s shoulders, Xiao Luo from Taihuangmen and Murong Huang from the Great Murong Dynasty. Shui Mei and Qing Mozi, Xing Fei, etc.

These things almost talk about the cycle of black and white suns, and half of the black sun is in the sky.

All the stories about the sea desert made Mo Wuhen shook his mind. It was not just a headache. In the end, Mo Wuhen finally became completely numb. He finally understood that Li Shui's words "The tip of the iceberg is definitely not a joke, but what he saw before. It was really the tip of the iceberg.

The friendship between Amu and Lishui in the past moved Mo Wuhen. The story of Shen Yan and Amu made Mo Wuhen sigh.

Mo Wuhen did not expect that the black bird on Amu's shoulder would be the legendary body of all demons. It was transformed by the beautiful girl Crow. He would rather bear the curse of the eternal demon master than choose freedom. Such love and courage made Mo Wuhen extremely ashamed.

How could such a proud fairy bird turn into a parrot? Mo Wuhen thought of his ridiculousness. Perhaps, only Amu's shoulder can stay with such a monster bird.

The story of the red-Yuered Yuer made Mo Wuhen frown tightly. The tears of Wangchuan cut off the love of the three lives and three lives. In order to make the water of Wangchuan flow backward, Mo Wuhen finally understood why Shura Ziyi and Amu said that.

The descendant of the Demon Coffin, the descendant of Canghai, and Amu's identity made Mo Wuhen have nothing to say.

The legend of Nine Coffin, as the young master of Wuhen Valley, Mo Wuhen has naturally heard of it. However, he didn't expect that Amu's body would have a broken magic coffin.

The inheritance from the ancient stream of Canghai almost killed Mo Wuhen in seconds, because even in the Shura Realm of the Demonic Continent, the story of Canghai Immortal Lord is circulated in many legends.

The war for countless thousands of years is like a myth for the Shura world. Therefore, many Shura people do not take a stand.

That feeling is like asking modern people’s position on traditional Chinese myths. Do you support Chiyou or Huangdi? I guess most people cannot answer. It is too far away and naturally there is no feeling.

The Supreme of the Three Realms! The Immortal Lord is in the Sea.

Those legends are vague and far away, and the Immortal of Canghai is a god-like existence to them. Therefore, when I heard that Amu's master was actually Canghai Ancient Liliu, Mo Wuhen didn't know what he was feeling.

If one day, a friend you can trust will say to you very sincerely - actually, do you know? I am the inheritance of Taishang Laojun.

Then, you will instantly understand what Mo Wuhen felt at that time. The Immortal Lord of Canghai was such an existence, and Mo Wuhen was so shocked that he could not be further shocked.

Considering Mo Wuhen's mental ability to withstand, what "small things" such as the God King's inheritance, the Tianhu slave, the Huanhua aunt, the Ji Guang boy, etc., Li Shui and Amu both made a tacit choice and did not say it, but mentioned that the master and the king would definitely come to find the ghost coffin.

After hearing these things, Mo Wuhen asked to meditate and regulate his breathing. For the whole night, Mo Wuhen didn't say a word.

When the sun was in the sky again, Mo Wuhen slowly opened his eyes and said.

"Amu, Lishui, know you. After listening to your story, I, Mo Wuhen, are really dead without regrets!"

When Amulishui heard Mo Wuhen’s words, he laughed silently.

"It turns out that there are endless worlds and infinite patterns besides Shura. Whether it is Wuhen Valley or Blood Moon Continent, they are actually all small. Tens of thousands of years, Wuhen is really wasting his years!"

After saying that, Mo Wuhen sighed, and he was indeed enlightened.

In an instant, Mo Wuhen was clear about his heart, and a seven-color glow suddenly lit up in the Danhai. The Danhai was moving abnormally, and there must be changes.

Mo Wuhen hurriedly hugged Yuan Shuyi and guided the seven-colored rays to wander around the meridians of the whole body. The seven-colored rays actually turned into endless immortal power and finally returned to the sea of ​​dan.

Wow—

Mo Wuhen's entire sea of ​​elixir expanded instantly, almost doubled. The fairy aura was filled with unlimited light, and Mo Wuhen's immortal roots swayed and shone brightly.

The third level of true immortal!

Mo Wuhen is away from the Demonic Continent. Since the last time he broke through in seclusion, he has been stuck in the second level of True Immortal Realm. Although it has been completed, there has not been any breakthrough. Today, he has suddenly been promoted to the third level of True Immortal Realm because of a drastic change in his mood.

Such things are hard to come by.

At this time, Mo Wuhen's entire immortal aura was released, and a faint fairy aura lingered in his body and did not dissipate for a long time.

Amu and Lishui naturally understood that this was a strange phenomenon of promotion. The promotion of the true immortal is not like the realm of disaster, and there is no risk at all. Of course, their brothers are happy for Mo Wuhen.

At the same time, when they looked at each other, they felt that after entering the Demonic Continent Shura Realm, they had some neglected their own practice. After all, Shura Realm is different from the sea wasteland, and the starting point here is higher.

The cultivation level of Fengjie, Yinyangjie, Amu and Lishui in the Shura realm has no advantage or even obvious lag.

Moreover, I wonder how Xiao Luo and others are doing? Three thousand years of cultivation may have made great progress.

"Maybe it is the fundamental guarantee to slowly figure it out and improve one's own realm. Otherwise, if you really encounter Xiao Luo and others who are not weak in magic weapons, it will probably be very difficult to deal with."

This kind of thought flashed through both brothers, looking for opportunities to prepare to improve their realm.

At this time, Mo Wuhen slowly opened his eyes. The third level of the true immortal, the charm in his eyes was definitely not ordinary.

"Congratulations!" Amu and Li Shui both clasped their fists and smiled.

"Haha!" Mo Wuhen swept away the tiredness of the past, his whole body was full of energy, and the faint fairy aura lingered in his black robe. He naturally had a great mood.

"Amu, Lishui, you are definitely my lucky star!"

The three people laughed and had wine. On the black cloud shuttle, the three people drank another pleasant drink.

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The immortal road is far away, but the Black Cloud Flying Shuttle is extremely fast. Now, it is only 20,000 to 30,000 miles away from the Dark Demon Valley. Everything is as expected by Amu Lishui, and they can reach the Minji one day in advance.

Along the way, there are no more towns, either mountains or dense forests or rivers.

At this time, Amu and the other two were flying to the mountain, with fiery red trees spreading all over the mountain. Needless to say, the scenery of the Battle Continent.

The three of them were in great interest all the way. But suddenly, a murderous intent filled the void. Just like when they met the King of Yin Bird that day, the black clouds flew to a sudden stop.

"Hmm?" Amu and the other two raised their eyebrows.

At the same time, five corners formed in the void, and five figures were transformed into. The five figures were all black cloaks, black robes covering their bodies, and black hats covering their faces. However, the clothes fluttered, and a trace of metallic luster was still revealed.

"I've been missing for a long time, Amu, Lishui! We've been waiting here for a long time!" One of them said in a very low voice. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!