The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

What's even more terrifying is that there is also a murderous evil thought that wants to shatter her soul and tear apart her consciousness.

"Block!"

Ling Muxi shouted loudly, and her body shattered instantly, and then recovered, reaching the peak. This is the secret of the word "zhe".

He even took out a long spear, wanting to break everything and advance straight in.

That was the divine weapon she had refined, straight as a dragon, piercing forward into the black hole.

She vaguely saw the center of the black hole. Li Qingyue's figure had disappeared long ago, as if this boundless black hole was her body.

In the center of the black hole, a ghost face mask was floating up and down.

As black as ink, yet shining with brilliance.

One could even feel roars, growls and whispers coming from the mask.

That was the voice of Sister Qingyue’s best friend’s brother.

This is also Sister Qingyue’s obsession.

At this moment, Li Qingyue seemed to still be immersed in despair.

"No...I can't stop it!"

At this moment, Ling Muxi's expression changed drastically, and dense cracks appeared on the spear in front of her.

"boom!"

The next moment, the spear exploded and Ling Muxi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

There were dense wounds all over his body.

Even if he used the secret of the word "zhe" again, he still couldn't stop his body from continuing to break apart.

"make life difficult for!"

At this moment, Ling Muxi was in despair.

She had just stepped onto the edge of the black hole, dozens of miles away from the center.

In fact, this black hole is getting bigger all the time, swallowing up everything.

At this rate, she would never be able to set foot in the center of the black hole.

"That's fine... it seems like it's not bad to just accompany my sister like this!"

Ling Muxi murmured softly, the ten years of memories from the reincarnation dream emerged in her mind, and a smile gradually spread across the corners of her mouth.

Although it was a reincarnation dream, those memories and experiences were extremely real.

It's like a new life.

In that life, she and Sister Qingyue had been together for ten years, inseparable, and they were the closest people in the world.

She gave up.

With a smile on his lips, his eyes slowly closed, as if waiting for death to come.

Waiting for the soul to be torn apart, waiting for consciousness to be eliminated.

"Buzz!"

But at this moment, around Ling Muxi's body that was about to explode, an aura that originated from the chaotic black hole suddenly emerged.

The aura belongs to the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art.

"It's my sister!"

Seeing that breath enveloping her in an instant, Ling Muxi cried out in surprise.

She suddenly remembered that when Sister Qingyue taught her the method of cultivation, several streams of light penetrated into her body.

"Sister saved me again!"

Ling Muxi had a complicated expression, and took advantage of this opportunity to move closer to the center.

Even when she arrived in front of the ghost mask, she still couldn't see Li Qingyue.

It was as if Li Qingyue had disappeared from this world.

It was also as if this huge black hole was evolved from Li Qingyue's chaotic demon body.

"How to do?"

For a moment, Ling Muxi couldn't think of any way to rescue.

Even if he used the aura of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art to get closer to the center, he still couldn't stop it.

Suddenly, Ling Muxi looked at the ghost face mask, and thought of the words of the Lord of War Chi You.

She made up her mind and used the power of her soul to evolve the memories of those ten years.

Branding the ghost face mask little by little.

"Sister Qingyue...wake up!"

"Those images...are just a possibility for the future, and we can change it!"

“We can definitely change!”

Ling Muxi murmured to herself, her soul power surging, carrying the memories of those ten years, turning into marks, which were continuously branded onto the ghost face mask.

It seemed as if he wanted to rely on the good memories of the past to awaken Li Qingyue's consciousness.

It’s a pity that the ghost face mask was sacrificed by Li Qingyue’s obsession and carries the will of the emperor.

No matter how hard Ling Muxi tried, she couldn't leave the slightest trace.

Just like the most common bronze mask, it is no longer ordinary now.

It seems as if it doesn't exist at all.

"I can definitely do it!"

Ling Muxi spoke stubbornly, her eyes becoming more and more determined.

It’s a pity that she has only reached the peak of her dragon transformation and has not yet opened up her immortal platform. Although she has the power of her soul, she is unable to manifest her soul.

It is even more impossible to leave a mark of the soul.

If this continues, she will most likely run out of spiritual power and die.

But she was still stubborn and refused to give up.

"Om..."

I don’t know how long it took, Ling Muxi just felt her consciousness was declining.

Even with the protection of the demonic aura, he gradually lost the feeling of his own body.

The power of the soul is exhausted and I feel more tired than ever before.

But she seemed to feel the ghost mask tremble for a moment.

"Sister...you must wake up and not be affected by things that haven't happened yet!"

Ling Muxi's lips moved, but no sound came out.

His eyes slowly closed, and all the vitality in his body began to dissipate.

The primordial spirit is the origin of life consciousness.

For a cultivator who has not yet opened up an immortal platform, his spiritual power is exhausted and it is difficult to recover quickly.

Especially in such a desperate situation.

"Buzz!"

The ghost face mask trembled.

A figure sitting cross-legged appeared faintly.

The figure was wearing a white dress and sitting cross-legged in the void, as if there had been no change from beginning to end.

There was still a tear of blood hanging in the corner of his eye.

The only difference is that the corner of that drop of blood and tear is crystal clear, without any blood stain.

At this moment, she seemed to feel the vitality of the people close to her fade away, and her eyelids trembled slightly.

Even the ghost face mask trembled again.

There seemed to be faint images circling around the ghost face mask.

That was the scene where Ling Muxi continuously expended her spiritual energy, trying to awaken her with the beautiful memories of those ten years.

Although she was not affected by everything in the ten-year reincarnation dream, she still remembered it clearly because she had experienced it personally.

"Ling Muxi..."

Li Qingyue murmured softly with a hint of sigh.

The tear of blood in the corner of his eye actually became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then it slid down her cheek.

As crystal clear as glass jade, it seemed to have consciousness and slowly floated towards the ghost face mask.

Finally it fell into the corner of the eye of the ghost face mask.

Like an immortal mark, or like a drop of crystal water, it is imprinted on the corner of the ghost face mask.

Even the entire inky black ghost mask began to become crystal clear because of the mark of this tear.

Eventually it returned to its bronze color.

"Om..."

The ghost face mask trembled slightly.

The murderous intent and evil thoughts in the air instantly gathered towards the ghost face mask.

The huge black hole paused slightly, and then began to shrink rapidly.

Gradually, a graceful and elegant figure appeared in the black hole.

A pair of white, tender and small jade-like feet stepped on the void.